Reborn South Africa as a police officer

Chapter 398 Fire escape (the second part of repaying debts)

In fact, mineral resources companies are in line with the positioning of European countries in Africa. All European countries, including the United Kingdom, do not want to see any technology-related companies in Africa. It is best for Africa to be miners and farmers, producing ore and food. It is in the best interest of European countries to buy them in Europe without any processing.

Of course, the above is only an ideal situation, and it is basically impossible now.

No matter how harsh European countries' positioning of Africa is, those white people who have immigrated to Africa certainly don't think so. Everyone wants to have stronger power, so European countries' control over Africa is gradually loosening.

When Rock was traveling in Port Edward, on the border between Nyasaland and the Belgian Congo, a group of soldiers from the Rhodesian Northern Division protected several prospectors from the Christian Exploration Company who were collecting samples.

The oldest exploration expert is Elijah Lucas from Germany. He used to work in Krupp in Germany and was hired by Christian to the Transvaal with a lot of money. Selected Chinese students.

During the break at noon, Elijah Lucas took out a piece of ore mixed with blue and yellow spots and explained to the students: "Most of the ores around here are this kind of blue ore, which is a secondary mineral. It is often symbiotic or associated with malachite. In addition to blue ore, copper ore also includes bornite, chalcocite, and chalcopyrite. These types of ore companies have them in the showrooms. You should be familiar with them , it should be noted that the copper ore near the North Sea is also accompanied by cobalt ore, and it is estimated that the reserves of cobalt ore are not small, and we will continue to study after we go back—"

Elijah Lucas explained very carefully, and several students listened intently while taking notes carefully.

"Teacher, how do we determine the reserves of the copper mine?" Yarman, whose hands were still wrapped in bandages, raised his hand and asked. He accidentally rolled down from the cliff while working in the morning. Fortunately, there was no serious problem. Elijah Lucas wanted Arman to return to Ulysses early, but Arman refused.

"Determining the reserves requires data support, and the composition of the copper ore belt must be considered. There is a lack of similar data now, but it can be confirmed that the copper mines near the North Sea are very large. Many copper mines have been discovered here in the past two years. It is estimated that it is a copper ore belt. Specifically It’s hard to say how much the reserves are, we only know that this copper belt may be 40 meters thick.” Elijah Lucas is still rigorous and will not talk nonsense about uncertain things.

"Then shall we continue to move forward in the afternoon?" Alman was full of fighting spirit.

"It depends on the arrangements of those gentlemen. We are now on the border, and further north, it is the territory of the Belgians." Elijah Lucas regretted that this copper belt must have extended to the Belgian Congo territory, but Elijah Lucas could not continue to explore, which made Elijah Lucas very unwilling.

The second lieutenant Wu Kui who was in charge of leading the team was also unwilling. The border between Nyasaland and the Belgian Congo is the small river beside Wu Kui. This side of the river belongs to Nyasaland, and the other side of the river belongs to the Belgian Congo. The width of the river is only a dozen meters, and there is a Congolese village not far from the other bank. The village is surrounded by coconut trees and mango trees. Wu Kui really wanted to cross the river to pick one, but unfortunately he couldn't find a reason.

The dozen or so soldiers around Wu Kui also salivated at the mango tree not far away, looked at the yellow-orange mangoes, and looked at the luncheon meat that had just been opened in their hands. Almost all the soldiers looked disgusted.

"It would be great if the Sir let us fight across the river. The Belgians are weak chickens. Our team can easily kill a company of them." A sergeant stared at the luncheon meat in his hand. Looking at the mangoes across the river, it seems that the fruitful mango tree is a peerless beauty without clothes.

"If you want to eat, you can pick it yourself." Wu Kui is not picky eater, he finished the luncheon meat in two bites, and started to pick and choose after a few days of full food, not hungry!

"Really!" The sergeant was overjoyed, jumped up and tried to cross the river.

"Don't make trouble for me, do you want to eat mangoes here? Can the mangoes on the other side taste meaty or something?" Wu Kui just kicked up and could do it, and Wu Kui was not unreasonable.

Of course, mangoes are not a specialty of the Belgian Congo. Nyasaland also has mangoes, coconuts, and traveler bananas everywhere. That is to say, the Northern Division of Rhodesia has regulations that troops must carry a certain amount of supplies when performing tasks. Otherwise, even if Wu Kui and the others didn't bring anything, they wouldn't go hungry when they left the barracks.

"Platoon leader, don't tell me, the mangoes on our side are not as delicious as the mangoes on the other side." The sergeant quickly dodged, looking at the mangoes on the other side with regret.

In fact, it’s all psychological factors. Other people’s wives are the best, foreign monks can recite scriptures, and their own mangoes are delicious. Anyway, if you don’t eat them, they won’t rot—

It will really rot. Nyasaland expelled the Congolese in the territory, and those Congolese tribes were burned. Now Nyasaland does not care about the land near the North Sea, so many wild fruit trees are not picked. No one eats the branches until they mature and fall off naturally, which is actually a waste.

But waste doesn't matter. The officers and soldiers of Rhodesia's northern division just feel that the fruits in the Congo are more delicious, and this has nothing to do with the quality of the fruits.

Wu Kuigang wanted to speak, when several soldiers from the Belgian Congo suddenly appeared around the opposite tribe.

To say that they are soldiers is an insult to the term "soldier". These are actually the colonial servants formed during the period of Leopold II. Now that the Belgian Congo is established, they will naturally become the regular army of the Belgian Congo. The flag was replaced by the Belgian flag.

In fact, it is the same as the previous army. These soldiers are all Africans. Under the leadership of a white officer, all the women and children in the tribe are gathered in an open space in the middle of the tribe, and then the white officer Start bluffing.

"What's the matter?" The sergeant moved to Wu Kui with his light machine gun.

Wu Kui's face was livid, he looked at the other side coldly and said nothing, a piece of chocolate in his hand was crushed to pieces.

This kind of thing is very common in the Belgian Congo. The adult males in the Belgian Congo basically work in the plantations of the five major companies. There are only a few old, weak, sick and disabled in the tribe. These soldiers in the Belgian Congo also burned, killed and looted He did all kinds of evil, and often entire tribes were massacred.

Elijah Lucas also noticed the situation on the other side of the river, and stood beside Wu Kui with several students.

"Sir, if you can, please avoid it." Wu Kui didn't want Elijah Lucas to know what would happen next.

"It's okay Captain, doesn't this kind of thing happen every day?" Elijah Lucas is not pedantic, his expression is very serious, his lips are trembling slightly, it can be seen that Elijah Lucas is also there Try to restrain yourself.

"Professor—" Arman gently supported Elijah Lucas.

Elijah Lucas patted Arman's hand, his expression became extremely sad and angry, and the hat in his hand was clenched into a ball.

The soldiers on the other side of the river did not notice the situation on this side of the river. After all the women and children in the tribe were gathered in the open space in the middle of the tribe, the white officer said a few words, then took out his revolver and began to check Bullets in the pistol.

It’s just the usual practice of the Belgians. In order to intimidate the Congolese, they adopted cruel methods in the Belgian Congo. Under normal circumstances, the “Eleventh Killing Order” is already extreme enough. The soldiers of the Belgian Congo often kill half of the people in the tribe. Drop it to strengthen your majesty.

"Damn it, it's another trick." The sergeant couldn't help but cursed loudly.

Others don't know how cruel the Belgians are in Congo. The officers and soldiers of the Rhodesian Northern Division must know that many Congolese have fled across the border into Nyasaland recently. Nyasaland will not take these people in. Generally, these people will be sent to the territory of the Yao people. For these Belgians, the officers and soldiers of the Rhodesian Northern Division hate them.

"Dunzi, take the professor and them away." Wu Kui's voice was extremely suppressed, and everyone knew that Wu Kui was suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Platoon leader!" The sergeant's hand holding the light machine gun was trembling. For the convenience of carrying, the light machine guns of Rhodesia Northern Division were equipped with a portable handle, which made it easy for the light machine gun to accompany the troops.

"Execute the order!" Wu Kui turned around, not wanting to cause trouble.

It was at this time that suddenly there was a gunshot behind Wu Kui.

bah—

Gunshots echoed back and forth on the river, and when Wu Kui was reincarnated, he happened to see a woman throwing herself to the ground.

This is a woman who is still carrying a child. When she fell down, she did not forget to use her body to provide a layer of cushion for the child in her arms.

The cry of the child was extremely ear-piercing, and Wu Kui subconsciously placed his hand on the handle of the gun at his waist.

Before Wu Kui could react.

Bah!

Someone near Wu Kui was shot.

The white officer who was laughing loudly fell down, and several colonial servant soldiers were stunned.

Boom!bang bang——

More gunfire rang out.

All the colonial servant soldiers were knocked to the ground.

"Who? Who the hell is going to shoot again!" Wu Kui's voice was extremely resonant, and he sounded very happy and elated.

"Platoon leader, my gun has misfired—" There was still a wisp of smoke from the sergeant's gun.

"It's time for you to go off the rails!" Wu Kui cursed.

"Platoon Commander, my gun went off too—"

"Platoon leader, those bastards deserve to die!"

"Platoon leader, mine went off too—"

The soldiers were chattering, and Wu Kui glanced at Elijah Lucas secretly, with a very embarrassed expression.

"Hmm, I didn't see anything, those damn guys are so unlucky!" Elijah Lucas is so smart, he is a professor, and his IQ is much higher than these big soldiers.

　It’s 1 words today—you guys know what I want to do—actually, I just want to make you guys happy—

　　

　

(End of this chapter)