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Chapter 938: Opening a New Chapter in Africa (Fourth Update, Please Subscribe)
On a hot afternoon, corn stalks stood tall in the roadside fields, and their emerald green leaves swayed gently in the breeze.

A group of armed men lurked among the corn stalks like cheetahs. They were dressed in green uniforms that blended in with the surrounding fields, and their dark skin allowed them to hide perfectly among the fields.

Lying in the field, they held their weapons tightly in their hands, their eyes fixed on the empty road, waiting for the arrival of the prison van.

Finally, the sound of a car engine was heard in the distance, and a black prison van slowly came into view. The sunlight reflected a dazzling light on the metal of the car body.

The armed men on the road held their breath, their heartbeats echoing in their ears. The weapons in their hands were ready, and they would attack the prisoner van as soon as they got the order.

Just as the prison van was about to pass their ambush position, an armed man holding a machine gun pulled the trigger. Accompanied by the crisp sound of machine guns, bullets fell on the prison van like raindrops. After the driver was shot, the prison van finally stopped.

As the car stopped, the armed personnel on the roadside suddenly jumped up, like a tiger descending from a mountain, and fired at the police and soldiers on the prison van with their submachine guns. Then, the rest of the armed personnel also attacked, and the sound of gunfire and shouting intertwined.

But it only took a moment for the armed men to finally arrive at the prison van, and several military and police officers who tried to resist were beaten into a hornet's nest.

Soon the door of the car was roughly opened by the armed men. The moment the car was opened, the sunlight illuminated the face of Jomo Kenyatta. The leader of the Africans in Kenya just raised his head and looked at the armed men who broke in.

"You are here!"

His tone seemed very calm, and everything was going as smoothly as planned.

“Yes, Mr Kenyatta, just as I originally promised.”

Although his back was to the sun, Jomo Kenyatta recognised the resolute face.

It was him, the British journalist who visited me in prison a few months ago.

It was he who brought the good news, and it was that good news that led to his jailbreak today.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Wilson."

"Okay, Mr. Kenyatta, now is not the time to be polite, it's time for us to get out of here!"

Soon a car drove up, they quickly rescued Kenyatta, and then disappeared on the road in the car, leaving behind only the disturbed field and the dust gradually receding in the distance.

More than an hour later, in the Governor's Palace in Nairobi, the Governor of Bahrain made a fuss about Jomo Kenyatta's jailbreak. He was so angry that he demanded that the escaped criminal be captured at all costs.

Anyone with a modicum of political sense realises what Jomo Kenyatta’s jailbreak means.

As Kenya's most prestigious African leader and founder of the Pan African Congress, three years ago, in the face of the Mau Mau movement sweeping the country, Governor Baring declared a "state of emergency" and subsequently arrested nearly 200 leaders of the Kenya African Union at all levels, including Kenyatta.

The British were very familiar with managing colonies. By arresting those high-ranking African leaders, without the support of those African leaders, those rebels became "robbers" and "bandits", and it became justified to eliminate them.

And now what does Jomo Kenyatta’s jailbreak mean?

This means that he is very likely to join the "Land Freedom Army" to resist British colonial rule!
As the most well-known African leader in Kenya, his joining will inevitably further enhance the influence of the Mau Mau Movement.

By that time, perhaps the whole of Kenya would be full of people who were against British rule. For Britain, that would undoubtedly be a disaster.

"Damn it, how did he escape?"

the Governor asked loudly.

“According to the prison report, he had some health problems at the time and the prison doctor was unable to treat him. He was recommended to be transferred to a hospital in Nairobi. He was attacked on the way, and then…”

Without waiting for his subordinate to finish speaking, Balin spoke loudly.

"Damn it! This is a long-planned attack. It's too late to say anything now. We must catch him at all costs and find the fugitive. We can't let him join those damn bandits. Otherwise..." What will happen next? Balin didn't even dare to imagine it.

He had finally managed to quell the rebellion of the bandits to a certain extent. If that guy was allowed to mix with the bandits, then Kenya would inevitably be in for a disaster.

It was also an unprecedented disaster for him. He would even have to return to England and return to London as a loser.

As the British sounded the alarm and searched for Jomo Kenyatta everywhere, searching for potential hiding places, Jomo Kenyatta was looking at a farm not far from Nairobi.

"We must wait here until nightfall."

Wilson said.

"Um,"

Jomo Kenyatta nodded and looked at Wilson.

"Now that you've gotten me out of jail, what are we going to do next?"

Two months ago, Mr. Wilson came to the prison as a reporter, saying that he wanted to interview him and publish news reports related to him and Kenya's independence cause, but he soon revealed his identity - a Soviet spy.

The reason we came to Kenya was, firstly, to rescue him, and secondly, to help him.

"Are you really willing to help us, Mr. Wilson?"

"Mr Kenyatta."

Wilson said.

"You don't need to worry. The Soviet Union will support you and Kenya's independence. Your personnel will be trained and given more advanced weapons. With our help, Kenya will surely gain its independence!"

In fact, they had already discussed the topic of Kenya's independence while in prison, and the reason why Jomo Kenyatta was willing to cooperate with them in escaping from prison was because of his promise that the Soviet Union would support them in the future.
Jomo Kenyatta, who had been to the Soviet Union, had a very good impression of the Soviet Union. He was also well aware of the Soviet Union's strength. If he could get the support of the Soviet Union, it would be very easy to overthrow British colonial rule.

That night, Jomo Kenyatta and Mr. Wilson chatted like this. Even when military police entered the manor, they did not search the manor. After all, this was a white manor. How could Wilson, a white man, shelter rebels?
"Soon, everything will change here!"

At midnight that night, as they got into the car, Wilson said to Jomo Kenyatta,
"Now, let's work hard for the future together!"

Soon, Wilson drove away from the manor. Although he encountered military police along the way, they never imagined that the Jomo Kenyatta they were searching for was in this car.

Two days later, while Kenya's colonial military police were searching everywhere, Jomo Kenyatta had boarded an Egyptian cargo ship. He was not the only one on the ship, but there were also hundreds of black people, all of whom were guerrillas and supporters of the Mau Mau movement.

After Jomo Kenyatta got on the boat, when those people saw him, they all shouted excitedly, and even sang and danced to celebrate his freedom. Facing the excited people, Jomo Kenyatta naturally gave a passionate speech, and then he looked at the sea and talked to himself.

"Well, when we come back next time, we will have won the freedom of our country!"

Then he asked specifically.

"Mr. Wilson, what about the Land Freedom Army? How will you help them?"

"arms!"

Mr. Wilson said.

"We are providing them with weapons. With those weapons, it will be difficult for the British to eliminate them in a short time. When these people return after further training, Kenya's independence will open a new chapter in history!"

(End of this chapter)