Chapter 54: Wanted

The Orange Railway robbery has once again caused a stir in southern Africa. There are many robbery cases in the pen & fun &www.biquge.info amp; pavilion, and there are many robberies that dare to make such a big move, so far there is really none, and the entire Eastern Cape Railway has been closed for a day. As the newspapers continued to report, the white world was even more shocked, a full two tons of gold, a huge amount rarely seen in the world. And it was the United Gold Mining Company that was robbed, the overlord of the South African gold industry, and the major shareholder was Rhodes.

Next, a series of important events were connected and found that Rhodes had been unlucky recently, the expeditionary force sent out was defeated by the indigenous tribes, and the old nest Kimberley was ransacked, and this time it was the turn of the gold mining company to do it again. As a result, various rumors arose, and the most popular legend was that the mastermind behind the scenes was the Boers, taking revenge on Rhodes's malice towards the Boer state. It is rumored that the Transvaal officials secretly supported the indigenous expeditionary force to defeat Rhodes, and sent troops to attack the Kimberley in disguise, and this time they went abroad to rob Rhodes' gold. With this explanation, the incredible things of the past suddenly became reasonable, and so it spread more widely, and even the newspapers were vaguely pointed out. Of course, behind these rumors, Liang Hong also has the credit of sending spies, and the rumors are made up properly, but they will be spread automatically.

Liang Hong took people back to the base smoothly, although the gold was not brought back, as long as the hidden location was not discovered, it was a matter of time before it was taken back.

Everything is normal in the base, the mine and smelting workshop are operating as usual, and now there is a balance of more than 200,000 yuan in the account. Two thousand Lebel 1886 rifles have also been built to equip the militias, and the storerooms have enough ammunition to deal with one or two relatively large-scale battles. The militia training has begun to take shape, and it is barely capable of being a defensive force alone, but it will take a longer period of run-in training to carry out relatively complex offensive operations.

Grain ordered from Lorenço Marques, mainly imported North American corn, is arriving. Although grain prices have generally risen this year, corn is still much cheaper than flour, and the price difference is nearly ten times. Corn is used as fodder to feed livestock in Europe, but Liang Hong is ready to use it to feed people, and the Indian people have eaten corn for thousands of years. Liang Hong has also eaten cornmeal tortillas, and if they are mixed with bean noodles, they taste quite good.

If you add the newly obtained two tons of gold, Liang Hong is not short of money now, and he needs to consider how to spend the money to play a greater role in the future.

The flat land outside the walls of the base has been temporarily converted into a training ground, and the newly recruited militia regiments are training in squads. These people are riflemen, machine gun and artillery shooters are technically demanding, and can only be undertaken by biochemical fighters, and militia soldiers can be used as ammunition men when fighting.

On the playground, countless footsteps filled the air, and soldiers walked through the dust. Most people are walking in the queue, and the subjects emphasize neat queues, more to cultivate discipline. Liang Hong stood outside and observed, this training was very successful, and of course this training was also the easiest. In order to make the illiterate black soldiers understand, he thought of many tricks, such as tying a strip of cloth to one arm to distinguish them, and asking the soldiers to supervise each other and correct mistakes.

There were soldiers firing live ammunition on the farther range, but that wasn't quite as good as it could be. Some soldiers are good and quickly master the essentials of shooting, but there are also some people who don't have the brains to figure out the three points and the line, let alone think about the wind speed and hitting moving targets.

But that's not what he's most worried about, it's a big deal to be too stupid to go back and re-recruit. Now he worries that when it comes to tactical training, because of the lack of enough qualified junior officers, it will become a mess.

At present, the 2,000-member militia is organized into 50 infantry platoons, which is too many, and it stands to reason that a higher company or even a battalion level should be organized, but Liang Hong has not been able to do so at present. The black soldiers were all illiterate, and the nimble ones could barely be a squad and platoon leader, and he couldn't imagine the scene when they were asked to command hundreds of people to march and fight at once. What kind of foundation is the atmosphere of the army, it will be difficult to change it, and now we can only create a few more spies, and use these high-IQ cyborgs to strictly restrain them. It is hoped that through a period of standardized military life, good seedlings can be found and cultivated, but in fact, in a sense, the current militia is more like a large new barracks.

The likelihood of an imminent war between the British and the Boers was reduced, and Liang Hong was eager to return to China. On this trip to Johannesburg, I had the opportunity to see an English-language newspaper that reported on China, and the Manchu Empire had already begun to change the law. On June 11, Emperor Guangxu promulgated the edict of the establishment of the country, which opened the prelude to the short-lived reform.

He has a lot to do when he returns to China, the first of which is to recruit people. He lacks grass-roots officers, not only does he lack ready-made officers, but he also lacks seedlings that can be cultivated, and at least the officers must be literate. Compared to the indigenous blacks, the Chinese are much more educated, have smarter brains, and will be easier to cultivate. Next year, if a war breaks out between Britain and the Boers, the import of grain will be blocked, and no matter how much grain you store, it is better to be able to grow grain yourself. The Chinese population is large, there were 400 million people at the end of the Qing Dynasty, there are many people and few places, coupled with natural disasters and man-made disasters, there are more people who have crossed the ocean in history, crossed the South Seas or went to North America to pan for gold and build railways. As long as he has good recruitment conditions, he will not worry about not being able to recruit people to farm. The second is to poach talents, and the Wuxu Reform Law is doomed to failure, some people will despair of the Manchu regime, and some people will worry about being implicated. These brainy figures are all elites, the blood of a nation.

Finally, he had to find a way to introduce the cultivation of Artemisia annua from China. Artemisia annua is a very common plant in China, but it has extraordinary curative effects on malaria and schistosomiasis, two malignant infectious diseases endemic in Africa. According to the formula of traditional Chinese medicine, even if it is not refined by modern technology in later generations, simple decoction is very effective.

While he was pondering, the leader of the external reception and internal security, Spy Yunong, hurriedly walked over.

"Commander, Transvaal officials have just sent a wanted warrant to the mine."

As he spoke, he handed over the document with the official seal in his hand, looking a little embarrassed.

"Who are you wanted again, and what does it have to do with us?"

Liang Hong was a little surprised, stretched out his hand to take a look, and couldn't help laughing. It really had something to do with them, the head of the indigenous guards at the German Paul Schmidt mine wanted for intentional injury. It is written in detail the age, height and skin color of the wanted person, and he is now alive.

"Let Paul come forward, just say that this man was stealing from the mine and was fired two months ago."

Liang Hong replied simply, and poured dirty water on his head very undisciplinedly.

It looks like I'm going out to hide, so I'll discuss it with Xiaobai when I go back to see if it's possible to leave for a while, which involves the command of the base during the period. He had left the base several times, but for a relatively short period of time, and could now communicate with the base at any time by wireless telegraphy. If the base can be authorized by telegraph to arrange production defense, he can leave with more confidence.