Reborn South Africa as a police officer

Chapter 1407 Three in the morning
Killing Galbraith is not an easy task. At this time, McClair is full of rebels. Let alone killing Galbraith, it is very difficult to find Galbraith. Brad's office may be able to do it. The Cape State government can't even think about it.

But it is not easy to get help from Brad's office. Although southern Africa is a whole, the Cape State government is incompatible with the federal government. Edmund Law had previously rejected the intervention of the Ministry of Justice, and had completely cut off his own way out. , Going to Brad's office at this time can only be self-defeating, and the state government can only find a way by itself.

Just when Edmund Law and Mackenzie were plotting to assassinate Galbraith, the total number of McClair's rebels had increased to 3000 in just three days, and the situation was rapidly developing in an uncontrollable direction.

"In a week at most, we can grow to 1 people, and then we can occupy St. John's Port, create more momentum, and make our demands openly, rebels? Don't be so funny, we We are not rebels, we are just dissatisfied with the tyranny of the Cape State government, and hope to get out of Cape State and decide our own destiny—” Galbraith has just turned 40 this year, he is a very ambitious person, but it is a pity that he will not be born At times, several attempts to run for Congress and state legislature were unsuccessful.

Galbraith is not stupid, on the contrary, he is a very smart person. In southern Africa, anyone who dares to rebel is a fool. Galbraith is only using this method to achieve his goal.

In order to avoid possible blows from the federal and state governments, Galbraith had already left McClair and hid in the mountains near McClair.

There are less than 500 people in the camp where Galbraith is now, and these people are Galbraith's confidantes.

"Galbraith, you can't succeed. The federal and state governments will not agree to your unreasonable demands." Phil Boone is the Deputy Minister of the Interior of the Cape State Government. He was ordered to come to McClell to negotiate with Galbraith. The result was seized by Galbraith.

"Of course that bastard Edmond Law won't, but the federal government will definitely. The federal government has long disliked you bastards. This is your own fault." Galbraith was proud, using the federal government and the opening In the conflict between Puzhou, he does have a chance to achieve his goal.

"Galbraith, you are half right. There is indeed a conflict between the federal government and the Cape State government, but you will definitely not be able to achieve your goals in this way, otherwise you will have endless troubles and never have peace—" Du Ping's face was pale. He seemed to be in good spirits and had not been violently treated by the rebels.

"Shut up Du, you'd better agree to my request and immediately send a telegram to the Marquis of Nyasaland to tell the Lord my real purpose, otherwise you won't be as relaxed and happy as you are now—" Galbraith was fierce, he Dare to offend Edmund Law, but not Rock.

Rock's vicious reputation was known to everyone in southern Africa, and Galbraith was so courageous that Galbraith didn't dare to openly raise the flag of rebellion.

This is also the real reason why Galbraith did not dare to kill Du Pin even though he did not agree to Galbraith's request.

"What is your real purpose? Break away from Puzhou to establish Eastern Cape? You can go to the Lord yourself." Du Ping sneered. The federal government really wants to split Cape State, but not in this way.

"You think I haven't looked for it? It's a pity that the Marquis of Nyasaland didn't treat us white people as well as you Chinese. Philburn, you'd better send a telegram to that old guy Edmund. Someone hopes Seeing that we white people are killing each other, so that old bastard Edmund better agree to my request—” Galbraith embraced his self-respect, and he was also an obvious double standard.

"Sir—" There was a knock on the door suddenly, and a man wearing the uniform of the former Southern African Expeditionary Force officer appeared at the door.

"Yang, come in quickly, is there any good news?" Galbraith looked forward to it.

The smile on Yang's face was far-fetched.

The smile on Galbraith's face disappeared immediately, and when he asked Yang to sit down, he did not forget to have Philburn and Dupin taken away.

"We need more bullets—" Du Ping only vaguely heard this sentence as he left the room.

"Bullets, we need more bullets—" Yang looked sad. His full name was Yang van Riebeck,
Since there is "Fan" in the name, it shows that Yang is of Boer origin, and most of them are of noble origin.

"Don't worry, I will find a way—" Galbraith promised, but his mouth was a little bit bitter: "—but before we get more bullets, we must use them sparingly."

Southern Africa does not allow civilians to own powerful military weapons, and the control of bullets is also very strict.

Although Galbraith purchased some weapons and ammunition through some special channels, the quantity is still limited after all, and there is no stable source of supply. However, Galbraith will definitely not tell the whole story. As the leader of the rebel army, he needs to organize logistics and stabilize the situation. The military spirit is also really not easy.

"To make those troops have better combat effectiveness, they need to undergo strict training. Many of them have never been exposed to weapons before, and they have not received sufficient training. Once a battle occurs--" Yang frowned, and now the traitor The army looks mighty, but it is actually a rabble. Not to mention the regular federal army with aircraft and tanks, even facing the armored vehicles of the Cape State National Guard, it is afraid that it will collapse at the first touch.

With the rapid development of science and technology, it has become increasingly difficult to rebel.

During the Second Boer War, the Boer coalition had room to fight guerrilla warfare with the British Expeditionary Force.

If it is now, the Boer coalition forces may only raise their hands and surrender.

"Don't worry too much, Yang. If a battle really breaks out, McClell's troops can all be abandoned. Those people are cannon fodder and are not worthy of trust." Galbraith is ready to abandon most of the rebels. The blow of the Confederate regular army made it a big deal for Galbraith to leave southern Africa.

But if it's up against the Cape National Guard, Galbraith thinks the rebels still have a chance.

"If we can, we should negotiate with the state government." Young was pessimistic about the prospects of the rebels, and Galbraith was a complete opportunist with little chance of success.

"Even if we are negotiating, we should talk to the federal government, not the Cape State government." Galbraith hoped to have a dialogue with the federal government. The Cape State government would definitely not agree to split Cape State. This is only possible through government negotiations.

"Then why don't we release Mr. Tax Officer and let Mr. Tax Officer go to Pretoria to show our goodwill." Yang actively suggested that he had participated in world wars and was familiar with Rock's personal style.

Now to put it bluntly, Roque is just watching the fire from the other side. If the Cape State cannot quell the rebellion as soon as possible, then Roque will not allow the gaffe to continue to develop.

After Rock sent troops into Cape State, everything would be irreversible.

"Ha, Yang, this is not what you are good at. What you have to do is to train an invincible army for me. I will take care of the rest." Chips are gone.

The room where Du Ping was detained was not far from Galbraith's office. The facilities in the room were actually good. There was a table, a bed, and a bathroom. Three meals a day would be delivered directly to the room.

There is never a shortage of food in southern Africa. Du Ping's three meals a day are pretty good. There are vegetables, meat and fruits, and they are quite nutritious.

Although he was in prison, Du Ping did not give up on himself. In addition to reading after three meals a day, he would also do a lot of physical exercise. This is a habit he developed at Nyasaland University. In any case, the first thing to do is a good body.

Today's dinner was quite hearty. In addition to chicken, Du Ping also got a fish.

After dinner, Du Ping packed up the dinner plate and put it in the door opening, and knocked lightly on the door.

"Sir, have you found the book I want?"

The hand outside the door took away the plate and handed in a book.

"Thank you, thank you very much—" Du Ping was overjoyed, and while taking the book, he handed over a five-rand gold coin.

Southern Africa is the only country in the world where gold coins are still in circulation.

This is a "Cell" magazine published by Nyasaland University two months ago. Du Ping developed a good reading habit when he was studying at Nyasaland University. This magazine was purchased by Du Ping before. Dupin was detained by Galbraith before he could read it.

Caressing the brand-new cover of the magazine, smelling the faint fragrance of ink, Du Ping smiled wryly, and flipped through the first page casually.

To Du Ping's surprise, a line of numbers was crookedly written on the first page with a pencil.

"F——" Du Ping lost his composure in an instant. Before he had time to read this magazine, someone randomly graffitied it. The anger in Du Ping's heart was worse than being under house arrest by Galbraith.

As a reading lover, Du Ping couldn't bear this kind of behavior. He got up and looked around the room, but couldn't find the eraser, so he could only go back to the desk in a state of desperation.

1922.2.7-3:00
This is obviously a combination of date and time. Du Ping doesn't know who wrote down this time, but after doing the math, February 2th seems to be tomorrow——

3 am tomorrow?
Du Ping fell into deep thought while watching this time. After a while, Du Ping closed the pages of the book and started exercising in the open space of the room.

No matter what happens at 3 a.m. tomorrow, Dupin needs to be at his best.

There was nothing to say all night, at 3 o'clock in the morning, someone knocked lightly on the door of Du Ping's room.

"Who?" Du Ping hadn't slept and waited in the room early.

"Hush—" There was a sound of unlocking the door, and then three men in black appeared in front of Du Ping.

"Stop talking, follow me—" The man in black spoke Chinese.

(End of this chapter)