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Chapter 443 The Gods Come Down to Earth (First update, please subscribe)
Kinshasa in June is shrouded in the scorching sun of the equator.In a field outside Kinshasa, huge airships were suspended in mid-air, and the arm-thick tethering ropes were fixed to the ground by thick steel nails.This airship field was originally a newly opened rubber plantation. Ten days ago, with the arrival of the floating troops, it became the first airship field in Africa.

It was also from that time that the impact of this airship field on the locals was unimaginable to outsiders.

Although there are multiple barbed wire barriers around the airship field, there are always many aboriginals with dark skin like charcoal surrounded by the barbed wire,
Even now, they still stare at those huge airships with dumbfounded eyes. In their limited consciousness, they never imagined that people can fly into the sky, let alone imagine that such a huge thing can fly into the sky.

Although curious, but more fear!After all, all this has gone far beyond their cognition.

But in just a few days, this floating force has caused an unprecedented sensation within a range of hundreds of kilometers around Kinshasa. Whenever it flies over the jungle, it will always cause panic among the tribes on the ground, and more But they were in awe, and when they saw the huge "Phoenix" on the spaceship, their awe towards Nanhua became even stronger.

"They are protoss from the sky, their skin color is like gold..."

People in the tribe in the rainforest talked about those South China people in a tone of awe, talking about the magical flying objects they brought from the sky.Even outside the airship field, very few aborigines came there through the rainforest to visit the "spaceship of the gods".

"That is the spaceship of the gods!"

"The golden-skinned gods came there in such a spaceship,"

"There is no steamer that roars like a baby elephant and breathes fire."

"There are no fire-breathing steamboats..."

When the aborigines watched the airship field through the barbed wire, on the other side of the barbed wire, the guards with rifles on their backs also looked at these aborigines curiously. We were all naked with a rag wrapped around our waists, Even men.

However, everyone is like that. Among the onlookers, there are still some white women wearing yellow shirts and trousers. We all wear straw hats and carry tools on our backs, and many people are standing beside them. Men, these men are of different ages, some are bloated women, some are young men, and few of them are pregnant.

"Fly up, fly up..."

Suddenly, the onlookers let out screams of terror and a hint of anger. Under the gaze of the people, a spaceship rocketed into the sky, and some timid natives even knelt down on the ground, as if revering the gods , adored airships.

For the indigenous people in the Congo River Basin, the spaceship is magical and full of mystery. It belongs to the gods, and even the people who manipulate it are the gods of the world.After the airship came to Kinshasa, for the indigenous people there,

But to Colonel Tian Lianyi, the spaceship is not a mystery, because the troops in my headquarters were bombed by the spaceship, and I almost died in the bombing. When I woke up, stunned by the bomb, I became Captured the prisoners of the South China Army.

Then what?
Like other captives, Colonel Omildo came to Africa and worked outside the oil palm plantation. My daily work is not simple, that is, to reclaim the rainforest and open up new plantations.

Dragging my exhausted body, when Colonel Omildo passed by the airship field, I couldn't resist standing here. That was the first time I was so close to the airship.

"It's so small!"

Just when Principal Tian Lianyi was thinking so much, the native man who was following me asked curiously.

"Sir, is it the airship he mentioned later? Something that can drop bombs from the sky."

Despite the man's broken Spanish, Omer understood it.

"Yes, that's it, Cassance, you were defeated by it."

Omer's voice is small, not even a bit gentle, Cassance is my lover, although your skin is dark, although you have no husband outside the tribe, but that is not a hindrance, you became my lover, in the past The months away comforted my lonely soul.

Looking at your swollen belly, Omer knew that this was my child. In a few months, my child would be born, a mixture of white and white.

Seventy years later, when I retired to serve in the military, at least half of my troops were white. These white people were cannon fodder, and we were drafted into the army just to make us die.We think that the white race is superior to the white race, and the white race is inferior, so from the day of Argentina's independence, in order to eliminate the white race in the country, women were sent back to the army. During the civil war that lasted for decades, white women Disappeared.

As for men?You married poor white people, and that kind of intermarriage dilutes the white blood, and after a few generations of marriage, you don't even see white people in Argentina.

When I was in Argentina, it never occurred to me that I would never have children with white people.

Perhaps, that's what the Chinese people say, "God will trick people!"

That's when Colonel Omerdo heard someone calling me, in Spanish.

"Hey, hey, it's him, come over here."

In front of the barbed wire fence, a South China soldier called me in fluent Spanish, and Omer hurried over. I was very familiar with the rules of survival outside - obey the orders of the South China people.

"Sir, do you have any orders?"

Omer replied in fluent Chinese.

"You can speak Chinese? That's great, you want him to write a letter for you, to your wife,"

The soldier said to Omer.

"wife?"

"Yes, you are from Buenos Aires, he has read the book as soon as he saw it, you tell him what to write, and he helps you polish and color it, um, it's what they often say about love letters that can help Are you writing one?"

What the soldier said made Omer stunned.

My wife is from Buenos Aires?How could a Buenos Aires man marry me?But a moment ago I seemed to understand.

It is an unusual thing for a man to marry a conqueror, just like... Although I am not a conqueror of that area now, even as a captive, my status is lower than these natives.

These Buenos Aires men must have minded marrying conquerors from far away.Before he figured it out, Omer felt a sudden surge of anger, but a moment ago, that anger disappeared without a trace.

Living in that place taught me that anger has no meaning, only some painful price.

Although there is nothing sweet in his heart, Omer still wrote a love letter according to my request, because the other party took out a pack of fruit candy, and whether Cassance has eaten fruit candy, and he can even give it to me. Keep some for the kids.

After all, that is not Buenos Aires, fruit candy looks very special, but it is difficult to buy in Kinshasa.

"Angela..."

Before finishing writing the love letter, I looked at the soldier who was overjoyed because of a love letter.Colonel Omerdo thought of my young wife, how are you doing now?

Standing outside the green forest, feeling the greenery outside, Omer's heart is full of nostalgia for his wife...

(End of this chapter)