It took the convoy twenty minutes to reach the town, and they didn't notice that in the darkness, about three kilometers to the west, a car had just stopped and scratched a tongue and was being interrogated.

"Surround the town, arrest everyone inside, don't let them in or out, let's go, let's go see this demon, what the betrayer looks like, I'm going to kill her with my own hands!"

After Taylor got out of the car, he lit a cigarette and then gave the order, and his men immediately blocked the road in and out of the village, and more people rushed into the town, kicked in the door from house to house, and began to check everyone in the town.

"Ahh Help me! ”

"Please, this is my last food!"

"I'm from the Ovambo, I'm from the Ovambo, don't kill me!"

"Please spare the child!"

What happens when a group of soldiers without any quality or discipline storms a small town, everyone understands.

Although Taylor ordered them to search and gather everyone together, the first thing the soldiers did was loot.

When a black soldier kicks open a house, the first thing he does is not to arrest anyone, but to open everything and look for anything of value hidden inside, whether it be a pair of shoes that haven't worn out, a watch that has not left, or a pendant that I don't know what purpose it is.

Anyway, as long as they are eyeing something, everything is theirs, and there can be no resistance, otherwise the butt of the gun will greet the rebels, and the butt of a gun will be smashed on the head, and the lucky ones will only bleed profusely, and in serious cases, they may fall unconscious, and of course, they may be killed directly.

Wails, shouts, screams, and heart-rending screams mixed with a few sporadic gunshots made the night of this town an indelible mark that will be remembered by the people of this town for years to come.

The chaos lasted for more than half an hour, and the town basically couldn't scavenge much oil and water, and most of the young, strong and capable people had already left and started their own escape.

Those who remained were the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, who could not walk even if they wanted to, because they knew that they would die on the way to migrate, like animals on the plains of Namibia, to be eliminated, and even their corpses would be used as food by the hungry.

The people of a small town were gathered, there were less than 300 people in all, all of them were old, weak, sick and disabled, and some children, all covered in skin and bones, and some of them did not even have the strength to walk, and they were powerless to resist the looting of the rebels.

Wearing a bright red coat, Taylor stood in front of the group of people who were forced to kneel on the ground, glanced at them one by one, and finally spoke slowly: "Introduce yourself, my name is Taylor, I am an Owambo, you damn Himba, if it was before today, I would not hesitate to kill you, but you are very lucky, I am in a good mood today, because I am going to find my long-standing enemy!" ”

After speaking, he showed his white teeth, and then took out some chocolates and dollars from his pocket: "Now as long as you tell me, where Maya is, these things are all yours, I know that many of you have no food, and this money is enough for you to live, oh yes, that person called Maya, you call her Princess Kaisha!" ”

After finishing speaking, he walked gently into the crowd and saw a child, slowly squatting down, and raising the chocolate in his hand: "Children, do you want to eat this chocolate?" ”

The black kid didn't answer, still with his head down, kneeling on the ground, motionless, Taylor's face showed a hint of annoyance, but he still kept his senses: "Boy, as long as you tell me where Princess Kai'Sa is, these chocolates are yours!" ”

But the child still didn't respond, and the assistant next to him immediately stepped forward and grabbed the child's hair: "Child, the general asked you!" ”

At that time, when he lifted the child's head, he found that the child was dead, and just now he swallowed his last breath, a child of about one meter, who weighed not even thirty pounds when he died, and there was nothing except bones in his body.

"Damn it, a dead man!" Taylor patted his cloak, feeling a little unlucky, and walked up to the next person, an old black man, who also squatted down: "Tell me, where is the person named Kaisha, these are all yours!" ”

The old man didn't pay attention to this Taylor, but glared at him fiercely, Taylor narrowed his eyes and pointed the pistol at the old man: "Since you don't cooperate, then I have no choice, I have to find the person called Maya, or the princess called Kaisha, if you don't say, I will kill you!" All of them! ”

The last of them, almost yelling, looked hideous, and all the blacks were so frightened that they stepped back a little distance.

And after Taylor saw that they were afraid, he licked his lips excitedly: "I'll count to three, if you don't point it out, I'll kill this old man, and now I'll start counting!" ”

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"Bang!"

One shot, Taylor shot the old black man to death, all the black people just trembled as a whole, and did not speak, as if they could not speak, and they had to keep this secret to death.

At this time, the assistant gently touched General Taylor: "General, general, it's useless for you to do this, you ......"

Taylor immediately pointed his gun at his men: "You say that my method is useless, then you tell me, what should I do, do you come?" If you can't find the person I want, I'll kill you! ”

Taylor is a little crazy, this kind of anti-government warlords, they all have a bit of a crazy look, they could have been just ordinary gangsters, thieves, gangsters.

Now that he has become a general who controls the life and death of others, this kind of unequal ability and power, he will not be able to control his own desires, and he will become extreme, and obviously Taylor is a typical type.

He used to be bullied and insulted, and now anyone who insults him and disobeys him will die.

The assistant who was pointed at the head by Taylor was a little flustered, and his Adam's apple was moving up and down rapidly, and finally slowly spoke: "That general, you have to speak the official language, you speak our Ovanbo language, they are Himba, they don't understand!" ”