He's in the west, he's a cowboy

That night everyone was as crazy as possible, and the noise continued until midnight before everyone fell asleep.

When Zhou Zheng walked out of the tent the next morning, what he saw was a mess. Empty wine bottles and cans were scattered everywhere. Several old Indians were picking up the waste on the ground and collecting it.

Their resources are very scarce, but these things are useful when collected. Wine bottles can be used to hold water, and cans with a thin layer of iron can be used even more after they are flattened.

Zhou Zheng walked around the camp and found a small stream in the rocks in the mountains. After washing and cleaning it, it was cleaned up.

I was surprised to find that the water here actually had a hint of sweetness. It seemed that the water should come from a spring somewhere on the mountain.

To be honest, the scenery here is good, but it is too poor.

Although the hills here are covered with green trees, the surface is rugged and rocky, making it impossible to farm or graze. It doesn't seem like there are any scarce resources nearby. Even if there are, they will be used by those capitalists. Various reasons to grab it.

They once had fertile land, but the colonists took away everything that belonged to them in the name of civilization.

Zhou Zheng sympathized with these people, but he had no choice. After struggling for so long, he actually didn't get much done. He was basically working in vain.

So what if we kill Cornwall and Zheng Hao? There will be the next Cornwall and Zheng Hao. As long as this society does not change, there will only be a steady stream of these evil people.

"Hey, hello." A rather immature young man's voice came from behind. Zhou Zheng turned around and saw that it was Luo Yu's son, the future chief, Fei Ying.

This guy is still young and has unlimited energy. He drank a lot last night. Dutch and others were still unable to get up, but he was already full of energy.

"Hey, would you like a cigarette?" Zhou Zheng greeted in a friendly manner, and then handed over the cigarette in his hand.

"Thank you." Fei Ying looked like a bold young man and took the cigarette from Zhou Zheng's hand without any courtesy. Zhou Zheng handed it to him again, and the two sat side by side on a big rock and puffed away.

"I heard that you are planning to separate?" Fei Ying looked at Zhou Zheng and asked curiously.

"Yes, we are tired and ready to find a place to live a good life." Zhou Zheng said with a smile.

"You can still live a good life, but we don't even have a place to stay." Fei Ying said viciously.

"You want to resist?" Zhou Zheng was smoking, looking at him through the floating smoke.

"Yes, I don't want to be a coward. I would rather die in battle with honor." Fei Ying was at the peak of his passion at this age, so it was not surprising that Zhou Zheng could say such a thing.

"Do you have a plan? Do you have an action plan? How will you escape after the operation? What will happen to the old people in the tribe? Where will you recruit more people? What will you do if you are surrounded? Have you thought about these?" Zhou Zheng said unceremoniously. asked.

Fei Ying was dumbfounded by this bunch of questions. He had never thought about these questions, and he could not think of these questions at all.

He opened his mouth and looked at Zhou Zheng with confusion. No one had ever mentioned these questions to him: "You...what do you mean?"

Zhou Zheng looked at the confused young man in front of him and patted him on the shoulder: "Resistance is right. No matter who it is, no one can say that you are barbarians after taking over your home. However, you must have a plan. Resist in a targeted manner, otherwise you will just die."

"As I just said, if you don't even think about this, just resist with a hammer and a stick, it's just making people laugh." Zhou Zheng said mercilessly: "You fight this today, tomorrow Fighting that just gives people an excuse to take revenge. Look at your tribe, how many people are left?"

Fei Ying lowered his head and remained silent. All this was still too profound for him. He thought about it for a long time before he could think of something. He looked up at Zhou Zheng and asked hopefully: "Then... what do you mean? What should we do?”

Zhou Zheng shook his head, put out the cigarette butt, looked into his eyes seriously and said, "No one can teach you. Every nation and every group of people have different habits, different cognitions, and different ideas. There is no universal in this world. There is only the truth and the path that truly suits you.”

"You have to try to find a path that really suits you and the Indians. Once you find it, keep going. No matter how difficult it is, you have to keep going." That's all Zhou Zhengneng said, and he patted the flying Eagle's shoulders, I hope this guy can find his way to the Indians.

"Thank you. This is the first time someone has told me this. I seem to...understand something." Fei Ying looked at Zhou Zheng sincerely and said with gratitude.

"Study first. You must study more and read more books. You are still young now. It is not difficult to spend five or ten years learning what you need." Zhou Zheng sincerely hopes that these Indians can live a truly peaceful and stable life. days.

"I will." Feiying said firmly.

"Also, don't believe what Daqi says. As I just said, his story is only suitable for him, not for you." Zhou Zheng leaned next to Fei Ying and whispered to him: "He is a white man. , you are still young, so you can just run away if you commit an offense. You are an Indian, and even if you run away if you commit an offense, the unlucky one is your tribe and your father."

Those so-called nobles don't care whether you are from this tribe or not, they just need an excuse. In their eyes, these so-called barbarians are not human beings at all.

Just look at it, if one day oil or coal mines are dug underground in Wapiti, then in a few days there will be vicious incidents involving Indians in several nearby states, and then the US military will use it to maintain law and order. The door is open.

This is called the sin of a common man carrying a jade without any guilt.

Zhou Zheng and others stayed in Wapiti for a few more days, until Charles' injury improved a little, and they packed up and prepared to leave.

Feiying has been pestering Zhou Zheng these days, hoping that he can tell him stories about other civilizations. Zhou Zheng is a college student after all, and he knows a lot about this mess, so he picked up a few ancient Chinese stories and told them to him. Listen, I hope it can give him some inspiration.

For the first time, Feiying hoped that he could learn something. Luoyu was very pleased and began to teach his son everything he knew. Feiying had refused to learn before, but now he finally changed his mind.

No matter how reluctant Fei Ying was to leave, everyone had to leave after all. In the early morning of this day, Zhou Zheng, Arthur and others packed their things. With Luo Yu’s blessing and Fei Ying’s reluctance, everyone set off and headed home. road.