Chapter 1100 Landmines
At the beginning, the multilateral talks in Angola were disrupted by Zhou Qingfeng, and the two black indigenous forces failed to reap any benefits. In the end, the leaders of both sides could only go back bitterly and think of a way. After much deliberation, they could only play the idea of the Chinese.
The Chinese have resources, the Chinese are easy to bully, and the Chinese are afraid of trouble. These are not only black Africans who think so, I am afraid that the whole world has this view.
Angola, which is located in the tropics, originally had rich wild food resources, and the black uncle here does not need any labor production skills. They never had any sense of urgency, and they didn't bother to worry about tomorrow. As a result, they died in large numbers in the catastrophe.
It's just death to death, but some survived anyway. The black people who survived naturally embarked on another way of survival - less investment and quick results, then rob!
Everyone is not engaged in production, but robs and destroys all the way, and survives like locusts. This is how most people survive in the last days. Do you want to farm for production? There will be a large group of people who will regard you as fat.
In order to survive, old Josie and Babru searched like a net. Now that the search has finally paid off, they encountered several groups of black armed forces who have been harassing the Chinese base-this time the parasite finally found a host.
"Tell me, how armed are those Chinese?" old Josie asked a black leader. He brought tens of thousands of men this time, and easily annexed several local black armed forces.
"There are not many Chinese armed personnel, but they have a large population and occupy a large area. Every time we sneak in, we can grab something." A black leader grinned wretchedly and said with a wretched smile: " The terrain here is flat, and the Chinese can't defend against it at all."
Old Josie and Babru looked at each other, and they were even more confident in eating the fat of the Chinese. Now they have to rob if they don't rob, and only rob can survive.
Ordering several black leaders to lead the way, Old Josie and Babru led a team of tens of thousands of people along a river to the Chinese base. These people grabbed all kinds of weapons, wore colorful clothes, and kept moving forward with chaotic voices.
Walking and walking, after walking for two or three kilometers, old Josie could already see a large area of deforested forest beside the river. Hundreds of thousands of Chinese cannot do without water, and they settle down beside the river.
A row of tall guard towers appeared on one side of the river. Seeing the endless black team appear, there was a cry of exclamation from the sentry tower seven or eight meters high, and then you could see the sentinel firing a warning shot, and then fled.
"Hahaha..., they do this every time. They run when they see us coming, and we immediately rush in to grab it. Before the main force of their armed forces arrived, we left with the things we grabbed." A black leader pointed at the fleeing sentries and laughed, "We make it every time."
Old Josie and Babru looked at each other and smiled, and Babru said in a vicious voice: "We don't need to leave this time, we just need to take some Chinese as hostages and let them continue to provide us with food."
"Ah..., this is a good idea, why didn't I think of it before?" The black leader suddenly realized something, and kept admiring Babru's idea is very good.
"Hmph..." Old Josie sneered, and ordered: "Let's lead someone to kill in. In order to survive, let's settle down here."
With one order, tens of thousands of black gangsters rushed forward like a tide. Countless people shouted, yelled, and moved their legs desperately. Among the crowded crowd, the rumble of footsteps and strange shouts even carried an aura of savagery unique to Africa.
Old Josie and Babru followed suit, and after walking some distance, they suddenly found a wooden sign lying on the ground. Countless footprints have been trampled on the wooden sign, apparently it was originally here.
"What's written on it?" Old Josie asked with narrowed eyes.
Babru also came over to look at it, and immediately shook his head and said, "Maybe it's a word, I don't know it. But the pattern on it is very strange, why did they draw a pot on the wooden board?"
The two chiefs studied for a while,
No one understands why there is such a wooden sign in front of the sentry tower? But it doesn't matter, if you can't figure it out, don't think about it, just move on.
But this time, before advancing fifty meters, an explosion suddenly occurred in the row of black people at the front. After a scream, explosions happened one after another, more than a dozen times at a time.
Every time there is an explosion, one or two unlucky ghosts will be killed or injured. Not many died, but many were injured. The momentum of the attack of the whole black people was immediately contained, and everyone stopped immediately, looked around in horror, and the clever ones even fell down.
"What's going on?" Babru was also taken aback, but when he stooped forward to take a look, he understood what happened. "It's a mine!"
Most of those injured had ankle injuries, and the worst part was that the entire sole of their foot was blown off, leaving only a bare, bleeding calf. The screams and yells suddenly came one after another, making the black people in the back shudder and dare not act rashly.
"Fuck, why didn't you say there are landmines here?" Babru stepped back to find the black leader who was leading the way, grabbed him by the neck, and stared at him fiercely.
"But there used to be no landmines here!" The black leader who led the way kept shouting for grievances. He had led people to harass the Chinese base here no less than 50 or 60 times, and he had never encountered a landmine.
The news reached the old Josie who was behind. The old black fox looked back at the wooden sign that had just been trampled down, and realized that the 'jar' painted on it was actually a landmine warning.
"Damn it, there are landmines here." Babru was also on fire, and the attack that was finally organized was destroyed by a few landmines. But thinking that the longer the delay, the more difficult it would be for the Chinese in the base to deal with, he resolutely grabbed his pistol and shouted: "Don't be afraid, keep going."
"Think about Chinese food, think about Chinese houses, maybe if you are lucky, you can find a few Chinese women. What are you waiting for? If you don't rush in, you will all starve to death." Old Josie also stood up to encourage , and even let his personal guards supervise the battle, those who retreat will die!
The tide of black people surged again, but this time it was not as exciting as it was at the beginning. They stepped forward cautiously, their eyes constantly studying where their feet would be more appropriate.
Babru pursed his lips and stared behind him. After a while, he even felt that this minefield might have been stepped on. He didn't feel sorry for the death of such twenty or thirty people.
But after another ten meters or so, the explosion sounded again. It was just an ordinary landmine that exploded when one stepped on it. But this time it was a jumping mine that bounced one meter high before exploding.
Compared with ordinary landmines that only explode the soles of the feet, jumping mines that can fly into the air and explode hundreds of steel balls are too powerful. The lethality has increased tenfold, and a large piece will fall down as soon as it is exploded. It's useless to lie down, the steel balls will bombard the ground in a targeted manner.
On the impact front more than two hundred meters wide, jumping mines popped up one after another. After jumping more than a dozen times, the black people who rushed forward let out screams of crying for their parents and mothers, and retreated like a tide.
This time even the supervisory team withdrew downwards, leaving only forty or fifty corpses lying on the ground, like fish and shrimp stranded on the tidal flat.
Old Josie and Babru sighed unluckily, so they could only attack in another direction. As a result, they found that the river line was almost covered with mines, and the minefields were so thick and dense that they could not penetrate at all. After tossing back and forth for several hours, after three or four hundred people died, the remaining blacks refused to attack again.
Through the binoculars, Babru can see the Chinese who are still in a state of panic. Usually such a target is his best target to plunder, but this time he can't make it through!
It is too uncomfortable to eat fat meat in front of your eyes! 8