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Chapter 303 A Product of the Colonial Era

At location No. [-], four cars stopped. Yu Zhiqian opened the door and looked for a shelter to observe the surrounding environment. After confirming that there was no problem, the rest of the people all got out of the car. The straight-line distance of more than three kilometers.

"There will be an entrance here?" Yu Zhiqian expressed doubts after entering the yard, but he still followed the location that Goggenbu said before, and slowly searched for the location of the entrance.

"here!"

Soon the instructor found an iron gate in the corner of the yard. After pulling it open forcefully, a very unpleasant smell came out from the passage. Yu Zhiqian covered his nose with his hand, and then took out the lighter, I found a wooden stick wrapped in cloth strips from the yard, lit it and threw it in.

"Boss, what are you doing?" Subayev, a guy with a big head, was a little confused about this coquettish operation.

Yu Zhiqian looked at the thrown wooden stick and squatted by the pit: "Haven't you heard a word?"

"what?"

"People light candles, ghosts blow lamps!" After finishing speaking, seeing that the simple torches were not extinguished, he pulled down the gas mask and turned on the night vision device: "Down!"

"Does anyone know what it means when a person lights a candle and a ghost blows a lamp?"

With a confused look on his face, Subayev patted Subayev on the shoulder until the instructor walked down the bag: "You can read a Chinese novel about this introduce!"

"what name?"

"Ghost Blows the Lamp!"

"What the hell does it mean that the ghost blows the lamp?"

No one paid attention to Subayev. After a dozen people entered the passage, they found that in front of them was a passage about two meters high. The ground was covered with dust. It should look like no one had walked through it for many years. , in the world of night vision goggles green, dusty.

"Head, this channel has been around for some years, and the pipes and layout on it are very similar to World War II or earlier!"

John's voice sounded in the headset, Yu Zhiqian looked up, and saw a pipe with an unidentifiable color above it, hanging on the passage, it was very corrupted, if he used a little force now, it might fall down .

In addition, there are also very old lighting, that is, a round lampshade with an incandescent lamp, but because of the age or lack of electricity, none of them are on.

"I think this should be built by the colonial governors before the colonial era. Obviously, this is not a passage that people in Namibia can build now!"

After Yu Zhiqian walked forward for a certain distance, he found that the excavation method of this tunnel was very primitive. It was not a modern machine. It was probably dug out by people bit by bit. According to the current work efficiency of Africans, he wanted to dig out such a tunnel. The channel is the series of the lifetime.

"Sir, the Presidential Palace used to be the Governor's Palace!" At this time, a black military officer who came with him said that Yu Zhiqian taught these blacks to use these equipment for two days. Two days later, this group of black elite soldiers will use them Headsets, night vision goggles and other advanced equipment, these people's equipment costs and training costs are paid separately.

For a portable communication headset, Yu Zhiqian offered a price of [-] US dollars, which is very conscientious. After all, it is an extraordinary period, and the high price is understandable. Each of these ten people’s equipment is worth about [-] US dollars. As long as these people can live, the future The future is bright.

"No wonder!"

After hearing the black man's explanation, Yu Zhiqian believed that this passage could lead directly to Falcao's residence. During the colonial period, the group of white people who colonized the world were the most afraid of death. The farthest safe passage in the world is this group of people. It was dug for more than 30 kilometers. No one knows how many people died digging that passage, but this group of white people left for themselves to prevent problems in the colony.

A group of people walked the three-kilometer passage for an hour before reaching the end. Looking at the exit above, Yu Zhiqian looked at the time and gently pulled the exit. When he felt that he could push it away, he stopped his movements and waited for the general attack. The time has come.

Outside the city of Windhoek, at 11:30, Karoo’s men began to wake up from sleep one after another, and began to prepare to go. The soldiers in Namibia are similar to the army in the Republic of China in China. They do not belong to the government, but to a A warlord, soldiers only know generals, there is no concept of country.

Serving as a soldier is the main reason why people in this country serve as soldiers. They don’t care who they work for as long as they have something to eat. It may be incredible to say that this kind of thinking still exists in this era, but this is Africa, and there are three One in three Africans is on the verge of starvation, and many people starve to death every year.

These soldiers don't have any beliefs, and they don't have any right or wrong. A war is a war. The commander tells them to fight whoever they want, and they don't care about their own identities. It's like Karoo's former subordinates fighting against the rebels. Death, as if there is a sworn enemy, but now it is the same to be able to fuse together.

At twelve o'clock, more than 3 troops left the camp and set off towards Windhoek in a chaotic manner. These people made a lot of noise, and the movement was heard in the camp not far away, and there were black people crawling continuously. Get up and shout loudly at the camp here.

But what responded to them was not Karoo's subordinates cursing back, but a round of bullets. After the first division set off, they encountered another black armed force who came not far away. The number was only a few thousand, and most of them were Already asleep, when the first division rushed into their camp, there were still people who did not wake up and were directly captured alive.

What is interesting about blacks fighting is the speed at which camps change. After being captured here, they only need to agree to surrender, and this group of blacks will use a more unified method, such as tying something to their arms and immediately pick up their weapons. The gun was aimed at his former comrade-in-arms.

Of course, this kind of surrendering soldiers can only fight with the wind. Once they encounter some hard stubble or other unexpected situations, they are also easy to mutiny, and immediately turn their guns to point at you, and so on.

The speed of the first division is very fast, quickly annexed some small military camps, and the number of people has gradually grown from 1 to nearly 2. .

In the city of Windhoek, Falcao froze for a moment when he heard gunshots outside the city: "What happened outside the city?"

"We are in contact, it seems that there is a conflict between Kalu's men and Dallak's men, and the two sides are fighting!"

"Karu and Dallak? These two bastards, tell them to let the subordinates calm down, or I will kill them!"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)