Chapter 324: A Product of the Colonial Era

At the No. 1 location, the four cars stopped, Yu Zhiqian pushed the car door, looked for a bunker and observed the surrounding environment, and after making sure that there was no problem, the rest of the people all got out of the car, and the target was an abandoned courtyard, which was more than three kilometers away from the presidential palace in a straight line.

"There's an entrance here?" After Yu Zhiqian entered the courtyard, he expressed his skepticism, but he still followed the position that Gogenbu said before, and slowly looked for the location of the entrance.

"Here!"

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

"Head, what are you doing here?" Subaev, a guy with a big head, didn't understand this wave of commotion.

Yu Zhiqian looked at the wooden stick that had been dropped and squatted on the edge of the pit: "You haven't heard a word?" ”

"What?"

"People light candles, ghosts blow out lamps!" After finishing speaking, after seeing that the simple torch was not extinguished, he pulled down the gas mask and turned on the night vision device: "Next!" ”

"Do any of you know what it means for a man to light a candle and a ghost to blow out a lamp?"

Subayev looked confused, and before the instructor walked down the carry, he patted Subayev on the shoulder: "You can go and read a long story about China, which has an introduction to this!" ”

"What's the name?"

"Ghost blows the lamp!"

"What the hell does it mean to blow the lamp?"

No one paid attention to Subaev, and after a dozen people entered the passage, they found themselves in front of a passage about two meters high, and the ground was covered with dust, which should have been like no one had walked for many years.

"Head, this passage is a few years old, and the pipes on it still have a layout that looks like they were left over from World War II, or earlier!"

John's voice sounded in the headset, Yu Zhiqian looked up, and saw that there was an unrecognizable pipe above, hanging on the top of the passage, very corrupted, and if he used a little force now, he might fall down.

In addition, there are very old lights, which are round lampshades and incandescent lamps, but none of them are lit because of their age or because they are not electrified.

"I think this should have been built by the colonial governor before the colonial era, and it's clear that this is not a passage that people in Namibia can build now!"

After Yu Zhiqian walked forward for a distance, he found that the way this passage was dug was very primitive, not a modern machine, it was estimated that it was excavated by people little by little.

"Sir, the Presidential Palace used to be the Governor's Palace!" At this time, a black officer who came with him said that Yu Zhiqian taught this group of black men to use these equipment for two days, and after two days, this group of black elite soldiers would use headsets, night vision devices and other advanced equipment.

A portable communication headset, Yu Zhiqian offered a price of 10,000 US dollars, very conscientious, after all, this is an extraordinary period, the high price can be understood, each of these ten people is worth about 100,000 US dollars, as long as these people can live, the future is immeasurable.

"No wonder!"

After hearing the black man's explanation, Yu Zhiqian believed in his heart that this passage could go straight to Falco's station, during the colonial period, the group of white people who colonized the world were the most afraid of death, and the farthest safe passage in the world was dug by this group of people, more than 30 kilometers, no one knew how many people died in order to dig that passage, but it was the back road left by this group of whites in order to prevent problems in the colony.

A group of people walked for an hour on the three-kilometer passage before they came to the end, looking at the exit above, Yu Zhiqian looked at the time, gently pulled the exit, and after feeling that he could push it away, he stopped his movements and waited for the arrival of the time for the general attack.

Outside the city of Windhoek, at half past eleven, Kalu's men began to wake up from their sleep one after another, and began to prepare for the battle, the soldiers in Namibia are similar to the army of the Republic of China era, they do not belong to the government, but to warlords, and the soldiers only know the generals, and do not have the concept of the country.

Serving as a soldier is the most important reason for people in this country to become soldiers, only if they have something to eat, they don't care who they die for, it may be incredible to say that there is such a thought in this era, but this is Africa, and a third of Africans are on the verge of starvation, and many people are starved to death every year.

These soldiers don't have any beliefs, they don't have any right or wrong, fighting is fighting, the commander tells them to fight whoever they want, they don't care about their identity, just like Kalu's previous subordinates and the rebels fought to the death, as if they had a common hatred, but now they can be fused together.

At twelve o'clock, more than 30,000 troops marched out of the camp and set out in a chaotic manner towards Windhoek, and the noise of these people was so loud that movement could be heard in the camp not far away, and black men kept getting up and shouting at this camp.

But in response to them was not the scolding of Karui's men, but the bullets, and the first division did not go very far before they encountered another black armed force that had arrived, numbering only a few thousand, most of them had already fallen asleep, and when the first division rushed into their camp, some of them did not wake up and were taken alive.

The interesting thing about the black people fighting the war is the speed with which the camp changes, after being captured here, they only need to agree to surrender, and this group of blacks will use a more uniform way, such as tying something around their arms and immediately picking up their weapons and pointing their guns at their former comrades.

Of course, this kind of surrendered soldiers can only fight with the wind, and once they encounter any hard stubble or other unexpected situation, they are also easy to mutiny, immediately turn their guns to you, and so on.

The speed of the 1st Division was very fast, and it quickly annexed some small military camps, and the number of people slowly grew from 10,000 to nearly 20,000, and it was completely coerced by other people's men, while constantly advancing towards Windhoek.

Inside Windhoek City, after hearing the gunshots outside the city, Falcao was stunned for a moment: "What happened outside the city?" ”

"We're in contact, it seems like there's a clash between Kalu's men and Darak's men, and the two sides are fighting!"

"Karui and Dahlak? These two bastards, tell them to settle down a little bit, or I'll kill them! ”

"Yes!"

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