The chiefs and emissaries who came to the meeting hall walked out of the meeting hall with different expressions on their faces, shocked, bewildered and even frightened. The suggestion put forward by the Ming tribe is too incredible. The formation of the North Transvaal Security Corps was nominally justified by uniting the tribal forces to maintain peace in the region. However, this is the land of the Boers, and to do so is not a kingdom within a kingdom in disguise.

Liang Hong looked at the clan leaders with some disappointment. Originally, he planned to take advantage of the opportunity of the dry season to lure the tribes to send people, and he would contribute guns and funds to jointly run the militia group. In the dry season, food is scarce, and the establishment of militia groups is equivalent to raising the population for the tribes, but unfortunately this is not only an economic problem, the fear of the indigenous people for whites has been deeply rooted in the bones.

"Liang, it's a good thing to set up a militia group, but my Kota tribe has weak financial resources, and it's unfair to let the Ming tribe bear all of it."

Cota, who was walking at the end, suddenly turned around and said loudly to Liang Hong.

Sure enough, it was an old fox who saw the light on all sides, and even if he refused, he had a tactful reason, and when the others secretly scolded Kota for being cunning in their hearts, he didn't expect Kota to raise his voice even higher.

"Although our tribe does not participate in the management of the militia group, if there are clansmen in the tribe who are willing to participate in the militia to serve, this is their personal transaction with the Ming tribe. I, Kota, neither support nor oppose. ”

This is taking advantage, people pay for food, and raise people and train people for you. Many people understood his intentions on the spot, not to mention taking advantage, and not to take risks, in the future, when white people come to the door, they can push it cleanly, saying that it has nothing to do with their tribe.

So, immediately a few smart people who figured it out followed suit.

"Yes, what Chief Kota said is exactly what we want to say."

"We also do not interfere in the personal affairs of our clansmen."

Looking at the faces of several people in front of him, although Liang Hong still had a straight face, he smiled secretly in his heart, do you really think that people can go back when they come? Lao Tzu first led the people back to the temple, a group of missionaries flickered, nine out of ten would follow Lao Tzu with an iron heart, and the rest said that they were not qualified, and simply sent away.

Within two days, the Ming tribe really recruited troops openly, and the name was still the North Transvaal Security Militia, but the tribes that openly supported it did not, and there were a large number of people who did not support or oppose it.

Compared with the poor life of the tribes, the recruitment treatment of the Ming tribe is quite good. Food, clothing, and a monthly allowance of one pound, if the training is qualified after three months, the allowance for those who remain is increased to two pounds per month, the same salary as the British South African company recruiting indigenous soldiers. Going to the Ming tribe to be a soldier for half a year is much better than staying in the tribe and enduring the dry season.

In order to expand the publicity, Liang Hong sent out all the missionaries he had created, and also mobilized many believers from various tribes to spread the word. The recruitment conditions are not harsh, the age is fourteen to twenty years old, the body is strong, and the skin color is not limited. What can a fourteen-year-old and a half-year-old do? First of all, it is easy to brainwash, and fighting with a gun is not a physical struggle in the past, and at present, it is still mainly defensive, and there is no high-intensity marching and fighting. In later generations, the twelve or thirteen-year-old child soldiers in Africa were brave and good at fighting, but they were the main force of tribal warfare.

For a time, there were more people in the base, and there were more than 200,000 natives in the North Transvaal, and there were more than 1,000 people who met the conditions to sign up. However, almost all of them are illiterate, and the language of the tribes is not entirely identical. Fortunately, Liang Hong has a temple, and after more than ten days of brainwashing, his ability to speak Chinese has also improved by leaps and bounds, and he can generally understand passwords and simple daily communication. For the training of recruits, Liang Hong was handed over to Spy Zero One and A Zero One to be responsible, and he had compiled an infantry drill code before, and he just followed the training in the early stage. As for himself, there are more important things to do.

After the upgrade, the base's defenses were greatly enhanced. Hong made six 90-mm field guns, and although they were retreats, the power of the salvo was still quite large. The base can now build an early model of the Maxim machine gun, although it uses black powder bullets and has a slightly shorter range, but it is also very powerful for defense. In addition, a thousand militias are being trained, and some of the surrounding tribes are also mobilized to build fortifications around the base.

The procession of more than twenty men, most of them white, with two horses and guns, marched south. This scale is common in Africa, for group trips or expeditions.

This is the special detachment trained by Liang Hong, he and Hora pretend to be indigenous servants in the team, and the external spy 03 is the boss of the entire team. Now they are targeting Kimberley, a major mining city run by British tycoon Rhodes, outside the Transvaal, producing some of the best diamonds in the world today. According to the report of Bond, also known as Spy One, Rhodes left the Kimberley some time ago, taking with him his most elite guards. The South African company's police force suffered heavy losses after the defense of the base in April, and the departure of the Rhodes Guard made the Kimberley's defenses even weaker. Liang Hong decided to raid the city as revenge for Rhodes' expeditionary force.

A slightly smaller portable transmitter has been developed, which, together with the battery, is carried on by horses and can communicate at a distance of up to 600 kilometers. Even in Kimberley, contact with the base could be made through a relay from the radio station in Brian, Johannesburg.

They basically traveled along the railway to the Kimberley, with the Hartz River, a tributary of the Vaal River, in front of which trains needed to slow down as they crossed the railway bridge over the river. Seeing that it was getting late, Liang Hong decided to camp nearby and train the team members at night to pick up trains.

According to the lunar calendar, it is the end of March, there is only a small crescent moon in the sky, and the starlight is dim, which is a good time for night exercises.

"Before getting on the train, run a few steps along the direction of the train, look at the place where the grip is located, and pounce on it, and your hand must be firmly grasped."

Before the action, Liang Hong summoned everyone to repeatedly emphasize the main point, "When you jump down, you have to run in the direction of the train for a while and then stop, and then stop when you can control your pace." ”

At this time, the train whistle sounded on the opposite side of the iron bridge, and the props for the drill came.

The train, with more than 20 carriages, came from the bridge, and only after crossing the bridge did it begin to accelerate slowly, and white smoke was emitting from the front of the train, as if the giant was gasping hard.

Liang Hong was lying on a mound next to the railway line, his rifle pointed at the train, worried that there were armed men escorting the wagon. The first team member ran along the railway line, jumped up and grabbed the handle on the carriage, went up and jumped down again. There is not much difference between the individual biochemical fighters built in the base, and if one can be successfully completed, the others will not have much of a problem.

Sure enough, everyone else was done, and the train kept speeding up, and the further back you go, the more difficult it became. To Liang Hong's surprise, Hora, who was originally the most worried, was the most brilliant, and was the last to appear, like a little monkey who kept running up and down the train, having a lot of fun.

In this era, it was all steam trains, and the speed was only fifty or sixty kilometers per hour, and the speed had just been reduced to less than twenty kilometers after crossing the iron bridge. Liang Hong pondered, waited for the Harz River, and found an opportunity to continue training at a faster pace. There were three railways in the Transvaal, Port Elizabeth to Pretoria, Cape Town to Mafretin, and Pretoria to Lorenço Marques, so the business of the railway guerrillas could be had.