Reborn South Africa as a police officer

Chapter 1111

The young people in Glory Castle live a leisurely life of drunkenness and dreams every day.

The Niassa State Government has made a lot of concessions in order to support Honor Hold. The price has risen to 50 rand for Lee Enfield. As much as Honor Hold wants, the Nyasaland State Government will give.

Others don't know, but Mumu knows very well that some Lee Enfields went to the Kingdom of Congo and the Republic of Congo inexplicably after arriving in Honor Hold, and Mumu couldn't investigate, because the investigation involved too much.

In addition to weapons and ammunition, there are also daily necessities. During the World War, the government of Nyasaland State had to give Honor Hold an average of nearly [-] rand per month in order to ensure that the Honor Hold troops spared no effort to support the southern African army to Tangany Kad army offensive, and support for the European battlefield.

Others don't know, but Mumu knows very well that during the World War, the Nyasaland State Government had a hard time, but even if the Nyasaland State Government tightened their belts, they did not reduce their support to Honor Hold.

As a result, even if the Fort Honor troops did nothing, they would never lack weapons, ammunition, and daily necessities. It was enough to deal with emergencies a day or two. Years of doing nothing for nothing, the impact could be imagined.

However, the Africans in the area under the control of Fort Honor live in that kind of life. Even if there is no dinner, as long as there is a meal at noon, they must fill their stomachs first. They don't want to do anything about the next meal. In fact, Mu Mu was also in a difficult situation for his subordinates.

One of the big reasons why Mumu didn’t want to go to the Kingdom of Congo is that Mumu was worried that after going to the Kingdom of Congo, he would not be able to guarantee his current standard of living, which would lead to instability in the army, which is not uncommon among Africans.

Looking at his gentle and elegant temperament, who is not like an African nephew at all, Mumu really can't laugh. A child like Wolfe, who was educated in Nyasaland since childhood, will consider wholeheartedly for the ethnic group when he grows up ?

Don't be funny, people are selfish, and Mu Mu himself can't guarantee that if he had no worries about food and clothing when he was a child, he would not be where he is today.

"Dear nephew, what is your ideal when you grow up?" Mumu still couldn't help asking this question. He could bow his head in front of Roque for the rest of his life, but he didn't want the next generation to do the same.

"I want to go to the Rand Bank—" Wolf's answer was as expected. Everyone yearns for a better life. The flowers growing in the greenhouse can't understand why the hyenas on the grassland are so penny-pinching. Different living environments cause conflicts. Different understandings of life, all roads lead to Rome, some people were born in Rome, why not eat minced meat? It’s not a deliberate joke, but a real ignorance of the suffering in the world.

However, Wolff did not disappoint Mumu, and what Wolff said next surprised Mumu: "——I don't want to go to the forest to pick mangoes when I'm hungry, and just find a tree to sleep on when I'm sleepy. This kind of life is indeed very easy, but I would rather listen to the melodious music and dance with the girl I love at the ball. She may not fall in love with me, but what does that matter? At least at that moment, we There is only each other in our eyes—”

What he said was a bit too romantic, Mumu and Yaya were a little stunned, they were both used to being the wife of Yazhai after falling in love with them, they never imagined that there is a romance between a man and a woman who attracts each other.

"Wolf, do you have a girl you like?" Yaya was more concerned about this issue.

"One is a Chinese girl. At the prom, I invited her to dance, because white girls will definitely reject me. Chinese girls are usually very kind, and they know how to take care of other people's emotions—" Wolfe was quite shy , Little boys are like this, the twilight of adolescence is always the best memory in life.

"Did she accept your invitation?" Yaya asked.

"Yes, she accepted—" Wolfe smiled brightly, and his skin was actually not as dark as that of Africans.

Yaya has four wives, all of whom are white. The reasons for this are hard to explain, but it is undeniable that Wolfe's skin color has indeed improved compared with other Africans, but the characteristics of Africans are still obvious .

Here I have to explain the strong genes of Africans. Similar to the combination of Asian and white women, most of the children born have obvious African characteristics. It will take at least five or six generations for the foreign trade genes of Africans to gradually Toned down, so the beauty of a mixed race is nothing but nonsense, not to mention whether it is beautiful or not, the exotic style is quite enough.

"Hold on, let your father go to some girl's house to propose marriage tomorrow." Mumu is decisive, this is the family view of Africans, why don't you like me, why dance with me——

"Don't—" Wolf tried to tell.

"It doesn't matter, no matter how many cows the girl's father wants, I will satisfy his request." Yaya was also excited. His white wives were all dishonest. Very happy.

"Don't be like this dad, just dancing doesn't mean anything. I like her, but it doesn't mean I have to have her. I don't want to embarrass her." One of the great logos.

Both Yaya and Mumu were silent, how difficult it is to marry a Chinese girl in southern Africa, that was once published in the newspaper.

Although the major immigration companies have tried their best to ensure gender balance when immigrating, but in Nyasaland, there are still more men than women.

In Nyasaland, Chinese girls still prefer Chinese boys, but there are still many Chinese boys who cannot find a suitable partner, so they can only choose white girls.

As for the Africans—

The Federal Government of Southern Africa has been established for ten years, and there has not been a single case of a Chinese girl or a white girl who voluntarily married an African. The reality reflected in this is very intriguing.

"Good boy—" Yaya said bitterly, why didn't he know how high the threshold for a Chinese girl was, otherwise Yaya wouldn't have four wives who were all white.

If possible, Yaya also wants to marry a Chinese girl as his wife, but Yaya has no chance. Chinese families in southern Africa still have a strong sense of clan, and they don’t do anything that insults the family. I can't afford to lose that person.

After dinner, I took my farewell and returned to Tanganyika overnight.

Yaya sent Mumu to the pier and asked Mumu to leave on Yaya's private yacht.

The two brothers on the pier were reluctant to leave, and Mumu had already decided that after returning to Honor Fort, he would organize the Africans in Honor Fort to go to the Kingdom of Congo in batches. Let’s not talk about whether the Kingdom of Congo can be overthrown. It's a catastrophe, and Mumu knows this very well.

On the way back to Tanganyika, Yaya's yacht was intercepted by the Nyasaland Marine Police. Several marine policemen boarded the boat for inspection. The captain turned off the fire as required, and all the crew gathered on the deck for inspection.

Among them must also include Mumu.

"Fort Honor——you are from Fort Honor, what are you doing in Ulysses?" The leading inspector noticed Mumu's identity and interrogated Mumu alone.

"I'm going to Ulysses to see my brother—"

"Who is your brother?"

"Yaya—Aristotle Abraham Summerfield Basutoland—" Mumu blurted out.

"Stop, are your names so long?" The inspector's expression was broken.

"My brother's name isn't too long, maybe more than 100 letters——" Mu Mu's expression was calm, and only he knew how wild his heart was.

"Oh, God—" The inspector's surprise was due to the length of the name, not other reasons: "Yaya, is that Mr. Yaya from Ulysses?"

The inspector finally knew who Yaya was. It was said that the Africans who had lived in Ulysses for a long time were Yaya's family.

"Yes." Mumu was still expressionless, Yaya still had some social status in Ulysses, after all there were not many rich people in Ulysses.

In terms of property, there are very few real rich people in southern Africa, but there are more and more people in the middle class, such as the staff of the Rand Bank, the officers of the Ministry of Defense, the technicians of the factory, etc. No wonder Wolfe's ideal Just work for the Rand Bank.

The ideal social model is an ellipse. The richest people are a minority, and the poorest people are also a minority. The real backbone is the large middle class. Most of this kind of society can run smoothly.

"Well then, I wish you a pleasant journey—" the inspector saluted Mumu casually, and then led the team away.

This surprised Mumu again. Originally, Mumu was planning to spend money to eliminate disasters, and even a few days in prison would be fine. Unexpectedly, the marine police would lift them up and let them go gently, which made Mumu very uncomfortable. .

Seeing the marine police got off the boat, the captain finally heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and faced Mu Mu very politely: "Sir, it is best to keep calm at this time, the marine police are not malicious, they are just a routine."

Mu Mu didn't say anything, the North Sea with an area of ​​about 33000 square kilometers, and the Nyasaland Marine Police are so tightly controlled, if they don't move to the Kingdom of Congo, the prospect of the Fort Honor troops is indeed worrisome.

At the same time when Mumu returned to Tanganyika, after nearly half a month of sea voyage, the "Cape Town" finally arrived at the port of Walvis Bay.

When Professor Hesling walked down the spiral staircase, someone was waiting on the pier holding a sign to welcome Professor Hesling's family.

"Is it Professor Heslin?" After Professor Heslin revealed his identity, the guy holding the sign wanted to confirm it.

"Yes, I'm Hesling—" Professor Hesling was speechless, and he had to confirm his identity after revealing it, which was very rigorous.

"Welcome to Southern Africa, Professor Hessling, on behalf of my teacher, Professor Kessel, I would like to extend my most sincere welcome to you. I hope you have a pleasant journey, and I will serve you all the way—" the young man who picked up the station The service is thoughtful, and as soon as the voice is spoken, more than a dozen Africans rush to pick up their luggage.

In fact, there are not many.

(End of this chapter)