(1st Update)

Dracama, whose wounds had been treated briefly, was taken to Colonel Kozye's side by several soldiers, and he was pressed against a chair by the soldiers because of his pale face due to excessive blood loss, and his henchman Moraira was not so lucky, and the body was thrown directly into the mass grave, waiting for the war to be cleaned up and destroyed by fire.

Colonel Cozyye took a cigar in his mouth, looked gloatingly at the dejected leader of the Resistance, dropped a box of cigars in front of him, and said, "Your Excellency de la Cama, would you like to try Cuban cigars?" But before I negotiate, I would like to introduce myself, I am Colonel Kozye sent by the government, a Russian. ”

De La Cama was about to take the cigar from the table, when he was startled by the sudden flurry of gunfire behind him, and when he turned around, he saw the captured militiamen standing in a row against the wall, and then being shot one by one by a man with a flat expression, as if they were eating and drinking.

"This is not a glorious act, we don't want to see anyone alive but you, or rather, we don't want anyone else to know you're alive. I found this thing though. Colonel Kozye leaned back, leaning comfortably back in his chair, and he took out a small black bag and threw it on the table, the diamonds in the bag were scattered, and the sunlight reflected the sparkling diamonds.

"This is only part of the story, I am amazed that you have collected so many blood diamonds, which not only paid for our operation, but also made my troops a fortune, thank you for your generosity, Dracama." Colonel Kozye said with a sly voice.

"Hmph, what are you going to do next? Kill me to seize the diamond mines, and then sign a pact with the government forces? They're a bunch of despicable politicians, and they're always going to find ways to stumble you. Dracama said with a sneer, graciously picking up a cigar on the table, letting the soldier next to him light it with a lighter and take a deep breath.

"The government's condition is that we can only get the mining rights after we kill you, but well." Colonel Kozye shifted his words, looked at Dracama, and said slowly, "As you can see, we will not kill you, but we will save your life to blackmail the government, which means that if the government forces are unwilling to give up the mining rights, we will turn to support the resistance." ”

Della Cama was a little dumbfounded by Kozye's bluntness, he dropped his cigar and looked at Colonel Kozye with a strange look for a long time, he could not believe that the enemy who had slaughtered his army one second sat down at the negotiating table and told him to switch to the opposition the next second, what Colonel Kozye was thinking suddenly he could not understand.

"Hehe, aren't you called the Communist International? How can it be said that the previous President Machel, who advocated the establishment of scientific socialism and was also a member of your communist camp, abandoned his allies in the blink of an eye, which makes other socialist countries perceive you? Delacama seemed to have forgotten his situation and said sarcastically.

"I thought the opposition leaders were some bottom-of-the-well frogs with little vision, but His Excellency Dracama clearly saw something I didn't expect." Colonel Kozye looked at Dracama with some admiration, but his eyes became more and more eerie, as if staring at an animal that could be slaughtered at any time.

"Now that we're talking about communist allies, I'll have time here to explain to you what these so-called allies are."

"We spent a lot of money on building Siberia to produce oil, gas and aluminum, and all sorts of other products, and the Soviets built cities there with kindergartens and hospitals, and people don't have to fear freezing to death in unheated rooms in winter, where women and animal skins are no longer sold, and now they are telling the Communists to get out of the land." ”

Every time Kozye talks about a country, he pauses a little to give the other person time to think. He glanced at Delacama's unchanged expression and went on to himself.

"We used to spend a lot of money on building the three Baltic countries, where there are now farmland and large power plants, and the Baltic countries produce the best electronics and high-quality cars, as well as famous perfumes. Yes, we did all this, but now those people are ungratefully turning to the Western countries that have only written blank promises to them, and have trained us as shameless aggressors. ”

There was a sudden and untimely sentimentality in Kozye, as the Soviet Union painstakingly cultivated a group of communist allies, all of whom eventually turned into white-eyed wolves that fell to the free world.

"We have spent a lot of money in Central Asia to build laboratories, radio stations, Baiko** rocket launch centers, as well as hospitals and gymnasiums, to build satellites and missiles, to help people there develop agriculture, to grow wheat and cotton, enough to meet the needs of the rest of the country. While they were enjoying the fruits of my labor, the oligarchs told us to get out of their land and selfishly put my construction in their own pockets. ”

"We spent a lot of money to support the construction of heavy industry in Ukraine, to build the world's largest planes and ships, but also tanks and automobiles, and when they were able to enjoy all this I worked on, the Ukrainian government let the Soviet troops get out of their land and trained us to be the devil of all evil."

"We naively forged an iron curtain from the city of Szczecin on the Baltic Sea to Trieste in the Adriatic, but we could not stop the internal alliance from fighting behind each other."

As he spoke, Colonel Kozye took out a revolver from his waist, filled it with a bullet, and then turned the wheel a few times and aimed it at Drakama's head, and said in a cold voice, "We did raise white-eyed wolves back then, but then we figured out one thing, only if our own country is strong enough to crush other powers, they will willingly bow down, which is much more reliable than the diplomatic relations we have built with a lot of money." ”

"So now we are not the eagle dogs of socialism, but the greedy blood-sucking Ivan, don't think about blackmailing our company with interests, Dracama, our boss behind the scenes is the Kremlin leader in Moscow, as long as he nods, let alone the resistance, the whole country of Mozambique can be wiped off the map in three minutes."

Colonel Kozye put his finger on the trigger and said, "I will give you three chances to speak until your Resistance Front gives us a satisfactory answer, and what conditions will we give if we support you?" ”

"The right to mine metal minerals unconditionally for five years." Delacama looked at the muzzle of the black hole, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he suddenly became a little frightened, because he didn't know if the man sitting across the table was joking with him, or if he was really crazy.

"Smack."

The firing pin hit the nest, and Dracama screamed subconsciously, thinking he was dead, but apparently there were no bullets in the nest. Colonel Kozye continued, "The Russian turntable is a heartbeat, and now you have two more chances, what conditions would you give if we supported you?" ”

"All minerals have unconditional mining rights for more than 10 years." With his eyes closed, Dracama almost cried out these words, his back was already soaked with sweat, maybe death was not terrible, what was terrible was to be played with by fear and applause.

"Smack."

Another firing pin hit the nest, and Dracama sat down almost in collapse, and was re-seated by the two soldiers, Colonel Kozye said, "I didn't expect the leader of an organization to be so afraid of death, this is your last chance, let's say, what other conditions can impress me." ”

"The previous conditions plus the unconditional overseas presence of troops at the port." Dracama gasped, his fragile heart could not withstand such a toss and could cause a myocardial infarction at any time, his voice was already weak when he said this, and with the previous blood loss, the appearance of Colonel Kozye in front of him seemed to become blurred.

"That's pretty much it." Contented, Colonel Kozye put away his pistol, approached Dracama, and spread out his clenched left hand, and a bullet fell in front of him. Colonel Kozye said, "Actually, there were no bullets in the hand just now, but thanks to His Excellency Dracama's generosity, we have received ten years of mineral exploitation rights and the opportunity to garrison Soviet troops abroad." ”