92: Chapter 92 Tracked Tractors?

Zhao Kai arrived at the location very quickly.

However, he could not see Lin Heng's figure.

So, he quickly found someone to ask.

"Excuse me, where is your... Strategist, oh no, Mr. Lin, right now?" Zhao Kai asked in a hurry.

Unfortunately, the local Black people could not understand Chinese. They looked at Zhao Kai as if he were speaking gibberish.

They chattered a bunch of words that Zhao Kai didn't know.

Soon, someone understood after seeing the RMB in Zhao Kai's bag.

"This guy must be going to see the Strategist. I saw the Strategist with this man before."

"Everything in the bag is RMB, one of the Strategist's favorite currencies. He must be going to see the Strategist right now!"

After saying that, everyone quickly decided to take Zhao Kai to where he wanted to go.

Although he didn't know what these people were saying, they should be taking him to the place he wanted to go.

So, Zhao Kai quickly followed behind these Black people, heading toward a place resembling a village.

At the same time, Zhao Kai was very curious about what Lin Heng was doing inside.

Then, he soon saw Lin Heng.

He took a closer look... Good heavens!!

He was actually teaching!

Zhao Kai's eyes widened immediately.

Could this soul be the running dog of these African folks? He was actually giving militarized education to the children here...

No wonder those African Warlords could fight so fiercely. If Lin Heng were absent, it probably wouldn't have started at all.

What surprised Zhao Kai even more was that this African tribe managed to build a school!

This left Zhao Kai dumbfounded.

"Students, wait a moment. I need to see someone. It's getting late, so you all can have lunch."

Upon seeing Zhao Kai, Lin Heng quickly clapped his hands and spoke to the students in the school.

Instantly, the men, women, old, and young of various ages quickly pulled out a biscuit from their bags and began swallowing them heartily.

Zhao Kai was also stunned when he witnessed this scene.

It wasn't the sight of men, women, old, and young all present that he found incredible.

It was the food they were eating that subverted Zhao Kai's common sense.

In Africa, they could afford to eat biscuits!

And there was even meat inside!!

One must know what kind of place Africa is—deserts everywhere. Just finding something to eat is considered good fortune.

Wild fruits, rotten grapes—anything that could fill their stomachs, they would swallow.

And unexpectedly, they were eating flatbread, and there was meat inside!

Was this still the most barren place on Earth, Africa?

It couldn't be said that the people there were living lavishly, but compared to Zhao Kai's understanding, their meals were incomparably better.

"Did you bring it?"

Lin Heng walked over quickly, glanced at the pocket behind Zhao Kai, and said lightly.

Zhao Kai snapped back to reality and immediately nodded.

A fawning smile appeared on his face.

"It's all here, Mr. Lin. You can check."

"In total, it's only a little over five hundred thousand. The fuel isn't even enough for half of our cargo ship's needs..."

Lin Heng, however, just nodded.

He gently waved his hand and said casually:

"It's fine, this money is enough."

Huh...?

Zhao Kai was initially worried, but he didn't expect Lin Heng to say it was enough.

Did he not know the fuel capacity of their cargo ship?

Otherwise, how could he say such a thing?

"Mr. Lin, we still need to confirm. Our fuel tank requires over a million in fuel in one go. I hope you are aware of this..."

A bitter smile appeared on Zhao Kai's face.

It wasn't that he deliberately wanted to reveal this figure, but if Lin Heng didn't know and he lied about it...

If it were discovered, there would only be one outcome: death!

Zhao Kai would rather be an honest man than joke with his own life.

But Lin Heng shook his head.

"I said it's not necessary. This few hundred thousand is completely enough. We have oil fields here, so the price is relatively cheap. It should be enough for your cargo ship to use."

"I will take you to a place later. Drive your cargo ship over and fill it up completely."

Lin Heng smiled casually.

The oil field was free anyway, and he could exchange it for a few hundred thousand RMB. Why not?

Hearing this, Zhao Kai immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Hoo...

Thankfully, this fellow countryman from Long Country was still giving him face.

Zhao Kai immediately cupped his hands in thanks to Lin Heng:

"Then thank you very much, Mr. Lin. If we have the chance, we will certainly invite you warmly in Long Country. Teacher, please don't refuse."

"We have some standing in Long Country. If you encounter any trouble then, please be sure to let us know."

Zhao Kai was truly grateful for Lin Heng's great kindness. Without Lin Heng here, they wouldn't know what to do next.

Perhaps halfway through their journey, they would have been robbed by these Black people.

Both men and cargo would have vanished into a corner of Africa.

"No trouble, come with me."

"Now I will take you to the location of the oil field. Remember the direction well, and absolutely do not get it wrong."

"Yes, yes, absolutely, absolutely."

Zhao Kai immediately became extremely attentive.

Afterward, Lin Heng led the way, with Zhao Kai closely following behind.

Before long, they arrived outside the village.

At that moment, a strange piece of weaponry appeared before them.

This... a tractor?

But why doesn't it look quite right?

What's with the tracks on this tractor??

Zhao Kai was completely bewildered.

"Mr. Lin, are we going to ride this?"

After glancing at the crawler tractor constantly emitting black smoke, Zhao Kai swallowed hard, finding it hard to comprehend.

Lin Heng nodded faintly.

"Of course, this tank. What other mode of transport would we ride?"

"It's only because this part of Africa has few modern weapons that they don't even have a proper car. Otherwise, who would want to ride this thing?"

Lin Heng snorted in annoyance.

Tank? Did his ears play a trick on him??

Zhao Kai felt as if he had heard something utterly preposterous.

He quickly widened his eyes, looking at the incongruous thing before him, feeling a bitter taste at the corner of his mouth.

This could be called a tank?

Just a tractor with a set of tracks and an anti-aircraft gun...

One could only say that the imagination of these Africans was too rich; he hadn't expected this!

At this time, Lin Heng had already boarded the crawler tractor first. After a moment of hesitation, Zhao Kai quickly followed.

His current primary goal was the petroleum. He needed to quickly leave this world that made him feel like he had touched the third dimension.

They traversed an area,