(Today's three watches, the first shift)

Just as Albert began to prepare for further mineral, oil, rubber and other resources in the Congo for the next step of exploitation, the news of the unrest in the Congo reached Belgium. According to the report of Governor Henry Ben Badis, the riots broke out in Leopoldville, the capital of the Congolese colony, and the riots were all black, overwhelmingly nationalists and anti-whites.

"What does the Congolese governor do to eat! How did such a large-scale riot take place in the capital! After reading the Governor's return report, Albert angrily threw the document on the ground. For him, Congo was the most important colony, and historical Belgium could abandon him, but absolutely not.

When Albert calmed down, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought. It stands to reason that the Belgian national independence movement should have started in 1956, and now these black fools are jumping out and making a fuss. Moreover, the Congo was able to become independent because after the heavy blow of World War II, the Belgian government could no longer maintain its overseas colonies. A weak Belgian government that can be paralyzed by black demonstrations is a fine soft persimmon in the eyes of Lumumba, the leader of the Congolese independence movement. If it were to be himself, he would have directly gotten on the Type 59 tank and run over them, running them over until they were bleeding like a river, and they were trembling and raising their hands in surrender.

Therefore, the Congolese blacks in this era are very sad, because they met a Belgian crown prince who is tough and has no sympathy for blacks by nature, and what is even more sad is that the Belgian national power held by this crown prince is not as weak as it was in history.

Although the carrot and stick policy he pursued before could not make the Congolese blacks live a good life, at least it would not make them as miserable as Leopold II's reign, and they would be cut off at every turn. Life is still guaranteed, and there is no large-scale discrimination in the colony, so this riot seems a bit unbelievable.

"These stupid blacks just can't get used to it, and if they get used to it, something will happen!" Albert decided to make a trip to the Congo to conduct field research and by the way to survey the mineral resources. He had been governor of the Congo in 1948, but his wish had not been realized because of a change of plans. After becoming the crown prince, he was a Belgian state-level protector, how could he be delegated to that kind of place.

"Wait, don't you think this riot is too unbelievable?" The Eye of Heaven first stopped Albert's arbitrary decision.

"I also know it's unbelievable, so I'm going to go to Congo myself." Albert was baffled by the problem with the Sky Eye.

"It stands to reason that blacks don't jump out and die at this time, but what if there is a conspiracy of other countries to intervene in the wake of this upheaval?"

Tianyan's words made Albert suddenly realize, and he patted his head and suddenly realized, "South Africa tried to expand its influence in Africa during World War II, using various methods to infiltrate the European colonies in Central, West and East Africa, including supporting the opposition to fight for independence, and even providing arms!" ”

"So you should know who it is, right?"

"These damned Boers!" Albert cursed, "You deserve to have the whole country brought down by a stupid mandela." But Albert scolded and cursed, and he was now helpless against the powerful South Africa. The two countries that were most active in infiltrating troubled Africa during the Cold War were South Africa and Cuba.

The biggest reason why South Africa was able to become the most promising country to become the sixth United Nations hooligan after World War II is because of its abundant resources, stable external environment, the rapid development of heavy industry, and the handful of white elites, rather than relying on a group of black corn who only know how to eat and hang themselves.

"But I still have to go to the Congo myself, don't worry about my safety. Congo has a branch of the Belgian Strategic Resources Partnership. Albert was relieved.

Albert has absolute confidence in the fighting power of the Black Silk. Guevara came to Africa full of hope to make a revolution, but was disappointed. He wrote in his diary, "The Congolese guerrillas, who were proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, were not good at fighting. Lieutenant Torres of Cuba once went on a reconnaissance trip with a few Congolese soldiers, and when he returned, he told me contemptuously: 'The Congolese are frightened to death when they see a few sentinels, and they shout 'Chongbo's soldiers, Chongbo's soldiers' as they flee. After a long period of rigorous training, the blacks from Cuba have been trained to be disciplined and brave professional soldiers. But seeing their African companions scattered in a mess of sand makes everyone feel indignant. ”

The paramilitaries of the Strategic Resources Cooperation Company, which suppressed the unrest in the Congo, also made a contribution, and the experienced methods were more vicious than the Congolese police, and they were caught and directly beaten to death with riot guns, and they were half killed and thrown on the road to "surround people and send help", who wants to save people, let's try the taste of bullets and sticks first.

Soon the unarmed blacks in the bloody riots were defeated, and the paramilitaries in caps, armed with anti-riot guns and clubs, were horrified to call them "the demons of Leopoldville." Every time I saw these people, I hid far away, afraid that I would be beaten half to death.

However, Albert still had to ask King Leopold III for instructions on this kind of major matter of the crown prince's investigation of the troubled colony, after all, the Congo is not the United States, and if the crown prince is unlucky to fall in that place, Belgium will really be leaderless.

Leopold III has been in good shape lately, and will often go out for a walk, no longer living in the royal palace of Brussels, but going to the far suburbs to fish when he is in the mood, and sitting in a daze all day looking at the lake. He behaved exactly like a retired second-line cadre. However, this was a pain for the bodyguards, as they had to send more men to protect the king in order to ensure Leopold's safety.

Leopold III had a good harvest today, and he had already caught two perch in the barrel. But just as he was about to flick the hook again, the hum of a car broke the calm lake. The perch that had been roaming around the bait were frightened by the movement on the shore and fled in all directions.

Leopold III frowned a little dissatisfied, before fishing, he had instructed the security personnel not to meet with anyone, and to go to the prime minister and regent for political matters. But since they can break into their "forbidden area" openly, there are only a few people who can be counted.

The door opened, and he saw Albert hurrying towards him, and Leopold III realized that something important was happening, so he put down his fishing rod, got up from his chair, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Father, there's a riot in Leopoldville, the capital of Congo." Albert tried his best to pretend to be in a hurry, and even his voice trembled a little excitedly, "I'm going to go to Congo to deal with this matter now, and I'm going to report it to my father." ”

"Don't go!" Leopold III rejected Albert's suggestion, "That place is not for you, and besides, no crown prince since Leopold II has ever set foot in that cursed place." In Leopold's eyes, Congo was a poor, ignorant and backward place, and if it weren't for the gold, diamonds, and rubber, no white man would have wanted to set foot in that black land.

Albert retorted, "That's why the royal family should be in Congo." Let certain people with ulterior motives know that the Congo is a sacred and inviolable interest of Belgium. ”

"What if someone tries to assassinate you in the midst of turmoil? Just like your brother. "Leopold III did not forget the death of Crown Prince Baudouin and was haunted by the Soviets.

Albert could not assure Leopold III that he would not be harmed. He could only convince his father by talking at length, "A true warrior dares to face the dripping blood, and a king who has never been on the battlefield can only be regarded as a cowardly monarch, and he cannot even reach the qualified line." Alexander the Great, Napoleon, Nicholas, which one is not a winner who came out of the dead of war? For Belgium to become stronger, the monarch must have a forward-looking vision, extraordinary courage and unparalleled courage. I know that my father is haunted by my brother's death, but believe me, everything I did was to avenge my brother! ”

"Go ahead, I'm old anyway, and you're too old to control you." Seeing Albert so persistent, Leopold III smiled very dejectedly at this moment, he failed to leave his only son after all, whether he was a moth to the fire, or from the thorny bush to kill a bloody way, I'm afraid Leopold III could not see.

"I'll come back alive, father." Perhaps unable to bear to see Leopold III sad, Albert patted him on the shoulder, whispered in his ear, and got up to leave.

Leopold III waved his hand to signal Albert to leave, and after Albert left, he stared at the sparkling lake in a daze, watching the perch waving its head and tail to the surface, and watching the dragonfly stop on his fishing rod. Until the sun had set in the west, and the twilight was heavy, rendering the entire lake a golden yellow that had overturned the paint jar. He felt like his years were passing away like a lake, without warning. >