Chapter 2 “Fi”

Chapter 2 - "Fēi"

Carrying a large mountaineering bag and dragging the suitcase, Chen Fei stayed in place for a while. After thinking about the electronic map, Chen Fei was ready to follow the walking navigation prompts. As soon as he lifted his feet, he heard someone shouting.

"Hey, I opened this road and planted this tree. If you want to cross this road, leave the money to buy the road!"

"Robbery, men on the left and women on the right. Anyone who is neither a man nor a woman should stand still and don't move."

"Be serious, it's robbery!"

Then there was another burst of laughter.

Chen Fei followed the sound and saw a row of little heads lined up on the ridge not far away, looking at him with winking eyes.

It turned out to be a group of naughty kids causing trouble.

"Ali, Amir, Mauri, you guys are in trouble again. There was the sound of a gyrocopter just now. Who is here?"

A pleasant female voice came over, and the heads of those naughty ghosts disappeared in the blink of an eye, just like mice seeing cats, they all dispersed.

"Hello!"

Chen Fei took the initiative and said hello loudly.

"Are you... the new teacher?"

A young girl appeared in Chen Fei's field of vision, with her long hair tied in a ponytail, standing on the other side of the mountain ridge, standing gracefully.

"No, I'm not a teacher." Chen Fei quickly waved his hand, pointed to the direction prompted by the electronic map, and continued: "I want to go to the 911 Air Service Base."

The 911 air service base where the "Sanbengzi" two-seater rotorcraft was warned on the public radio channel was exactly his destination.

"Isn't it?"

The girl was obviously a little disappointed, but she quickly adjusted her mood, looked Chen Fei up and down, and asked: "My name is Shen Fei, the one with three o'clock water is Shen, the one with the fragrant grass and trees."

In the Hindu Kush Mountains, the most common people are the native Pathans, or the Tat people, and the Taimuris. The foreigners from the northeast are the least common, and they are even more ethnic minorities than the ethnic minorities.

"Hello, I am Chen Fei, Erdong Chen, right and wrong."

After traveling thousands of miles to the Kushi Mountains in Hindustan, he unexpectedly met Chen Fei, a compatriot, and his mood suddenly improved.

At least here, I am no longer alone.

Moreover, both of their names have the homophonic sound of "fēi", which in a sense is considered fate.

"That's right, fellow fellow, nice to meet you, Chen Fei!"

The young girl climbed over the ridge and walked toward Chen Fei.

When a fellow villager meets a fellow villager, tears well up in his eyes, and a sense of intimacy arises spontaneously.

His surname is Chen Mingfei. He speaks fluently without stumbling, has a straight accent, and has textbook-level standard pronunciation. He also has black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin. He is probably a fellow countryman who has not left.

Chen Fei thought that the other party had just mentioned the "new teacher", and then contacted those little brats pretending to be the king of the mountain, so he tentatively asked: "Shen, Miss Shen, are you... teaching here?"

Shen Fei nodded and said with a sweet smile: "Yes, I am a primary school teacher here. I teach all subjects. I am also the principal, school doctor, chef, and nanny. I have to do everything here. This is not the place to talk, come with me!”

She immediately led the way for Chen Fei.

Chen Fei glanced furtively and saw that the girl's face, which was in its prime, had more or less traces of the mountain wind and sunshine.

A young woman teaches in a remote mountainous area full of Patans and Thaksin people. Her impulse and passion alone are not enough to persevere.

Chen Fei said with emotion: "It's really not easy!"

"Someone has to do some things, right?"

Shen Fei had no complaints and was still very optimistic.

At this moment, the two of them happened to climb over the ridge and saw a large courtyard surrounded by cement and stone walls.

Several simple houses housed both classrooms and dormitories.

The front yard was poured with cement, and a basketball stand was set up, as well as two ping pong tables also made of cement. There were several vegetable patches in the backyard. The green growth was very gratifying, and several trees of different varieties were scattered here and there. In the meantime, you can actually see a greenhouse with sheep pens and poultry houses next to it. The sounds of bleating and clucking are intertwined, making people feel comfortable and peaceful.

The light of civilization shines on the world, but not every corner has the same brightness. There are always some remote places that seem to go back in time, looking as if they were more than a hundred years ago, as if they are isolated from the world.

Shen Fei pointed at the children who were carefree and happy to play, and said in a pleased tone: "Look, there are them here. I'm not alone."

These lovely children are the motivation for her to persevere. They are a little skinny and a little bearish, but during class, they all listen carefully and their hard work is not in vain.

"Besides those students, are you the only one?"

Chen Fei looked at this farmhouse full of life.

In this desolate mountain wilderness, the yard is like a paradise.

"Myself!"

Shen Fei nodded with certainty, and then said: "Although it is not convenient, the locals are very enthusiastic. By the way, there is also the 911 Air Service Base. I often go there to buy things, and they will also help me carry some things. Do you still want to go to 911? It will be dark soon, and the road may not be easy to walk, and there will be wild wolves and bandits. How about you stay here for one night and I will find a student to take you there tomorrow? "

"Wild wolf? Bandit?"

Chen Fei couldn't help but open his eyes wide. How could these students and a female teacher be able to stop those vicious guys?

Shen Fei stuck out her tongue and said playfully: "Don't worry, I don't have anything valuable here. Bandits never come here. They won't rob schools. As for wild wolves, the locals kill wolves regularly and throw the bodies nearby. Wild wolves don't dare to come. And I have a gun, a 95-type, a second-hand replica, but it's pretty good."

The 95-type gun family has relatively small recoil. It is a bit old and is indeed suitable for women with little strength to control. The lethality and accuracy are guaranteed. It is more than enough to deal with emergencies such as bandits and wild beasts.

Shen Fei looked Chen Fei up and down and said: "Have you thought about it? I still have an empty room here!"

"Thank you, but I don't need it. I'm in a hurry."

Chen Fei shook his head. Because he had spent too much time on the road, he had to complete the registration today, otherwise the consequences would be serious.

"Okay!"

Shen Fei did not try to keep him again, but waved to the little boys running wildly in the small yard.

"Ami'er, bring me my gun, two magazines, and a bag of bread."

"Ami'er" is one of the naughty kids who just tried to "verbally rob" Chen Fei.

"Okay, teacher!"

One of the little boys rushed into a room with his heels hitting his buttocks, and soon ran out with a shiny black 95-type automatic rifle on his back, holding two magazines full of bullets and a full plastic bag in his arms.

Chen Fei's eyes were a little straight.

Following his line of sight, Shen Fei guessed what Chen Fei was surprised about, smiled, and said: "Every household here has a gun. Guns and ammunition are necessities of life. Children have touched guns since they were young and know the limits. Don't worry!"

If it were Chen Fei and Shen Fei's hometown, it would be unthinkable to let an underage child walk around the city with a murder weapon.

Taking the Type 95 automatic rifle and magazine from the little boy Amier who ran all the way to the front, Shen Fei handed it to Chen Fei and said, "Take it. I'll lend it to you for self-defense and as a keepsake. You should know how to use it, right? This is the safety, this is the speed selector, and this is the trigger. Remember the safety and be careful of accidental discharge. Bread to eat on the road. I made it myself and it tastes very good."

"Yes, I can use it. Thank you. What about you?"

Chen Fei immediately reacted and hurriedly took the gun and magazine. The gun and magazine had a total of 90 rounds of bullets. He would not be afraid of small groups of bandits and wolves, and he could indeed ensure personal safety.

"I also have a small revolver and a few grenades."

The warm-hearted fellow villager Shen Fei shrugged his shoulders.

As the only school within a radius of 100 miles, it is actually very safe. Moreover, the local people are tough and will not sit idly by if they encounter an emergency.

The Type 95 automatic rifle obtained from the 911 Air Force Base is not only for self-defense, but also a thought. Seeing it is like seeing my hometown, otherwise there is a small fish carved from peach wood hanging on the muzzle.

There are many broken AKs in the local area, and the original factory will not have them. As decades have passed, the internal stress has been released, and the gun body has been deformed. Basically, they are all made of unknown brands. Because the technical requirements are not high, the vitality of this old gun is particularly tenacious.

As for playing with feelings, there are almost no accurate replicas, and there is a peach wood fish tied to the muzzle sight, which is unique.

Locals know who this gun belongs to as soon as they see it.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen, I will return the gun to you as soon as possible."

Chen Fei thanked him again.

The first time they met, he was able to lend him a gun for self-defense. He must remember this favor.

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