If the group had been soldiers who had fought against the Nazi army in East Africa, they would have known from the beginning that the smoke was poison gas. It's a pity that the South African 2nd Infantry Division only fought the Germans a few times in North Africa, and it was not a large-scale battle, so it was lucky not to encounter this chemical weapon. But what was lucky turned into a complete misfortune here.

In the area of chemical weapons, this group of people was completely stunned, neither retreating at the first time, but stunned in place for a few seconds, and these seconds happened to be the evaporation time of Soman's poison gas, and soon this group of people felt that life was worse than death.

"I, I can't breathe." One of the soldiers grabbed his throat and tried to breathe desperately, trying to get more oxygen, but it was like a rope slowly tightening his neck, and the soldier felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground.

"Poisonous gas." The team commander who reacted also knew that he had been hit by this poisonous gas, and he felt as if his chest was being pressed by a huge stone, and he wanted to escape only to find that the whole world in front of him seemed to be blurred. He saw the soldiers behind him fall one by one, and now he had no strength to climb out.

"Damn it, damn it." The Commander felt the pain in his spine as if it had been torn apart, and the poisonous gas was eroding his nerves, as if someone had broken his spine bit by bit with a sharp knife, and then slowly peeled away the densest parts of the nerves from his body.

Soman's poison gas lasted only a few minutes, but the pain of the dying was like a century, and after suffering all over the body like a steel knife scraping the bones, all the corpses without exception stared at each other.

"It was cleaned up and it didn't take much longer than expected." Barlow looked at the bodies through his binoculars with satisfaction, and the one behind him was already crouching down and vomiting, but he soon discovered the sad fact that he was unable to clean up the vomit while wearing a hazmat suit.

"Good work, Doctor, I'm going to free you from this stuffy hazmat suit."

"What's next for you?" Dr. Nia asked, squeezing the nausea of vomit shaking in the hood.

"Of course, the simplest method is used, the poisonous gas from the explosion in the carriage cannot be dispersed, and the high temperature of the explosives can make it completely volatilize in the uninhabited area where the train is moving. But it's a little bit louder, and it may not be easy to explain to the French later, hey, whatever, anyway, those are all things that the crown prince has to do, and it has nothing to do with me. Barlow picked up a detonating device, and the car had already been loaded with detonating charge, and Barlow only pressed the button lightly, and there was a loud bang, and the whole car burned out of the flames.

Looking at the carriage slowly turning to ashes in a blaze, Barlow breathed a sigh of relief, glanced in the direction of Leopoldville, and whispered, "The crown prince's side should also be exciting." ”

Governor Henry has experienced a two-pronged rhythm today, first taking command of the South African mercenaries, and second, the train to Leopoldville exploding. Governor Henry had been a little worried about Edie's disappearance before, but the military power in his hands made him completely relieved.

The next thing he had to do was to attack the Belgian military camp, mess up the situation, and turn the black people in South Africa against him. When Belgium could not extinguish the fires, his mercenaries could justifiably control the whole of Congo under the banner of repression. History has always been for those who are prepared, especially those careerists who have planned rebellions early on.

Just as Henry was thinking about how to explain to Albert, the door to his office was kicked open, and a group of heavily armed soldiers rushed in, dozens of rifles pointed at Governor Henry's head.

Then the Governor saw Albert walk unhurriedly into his office from outside the corridor with his hands behind his back, and he still had a small cassette tape in his hand, which he threw in front of the Governor.

"Your Highness Albert, what are you?" The Governor's face was a little ugly, and he always had a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"I'm sorry Your Excellency, but you're now under arrest. He was charged with treason, collaborating with a foreign power in an attempt to overthrow the Belgian colonial regime. Of course, I won't give you a law correction on the spot, but if there is anything you need to do, you should tell the judge. Albert released the tape of Governor Henry's conversation with Edie's spy.

"Sure enough, His Highness is still a clever ......," Governor Henry smiled helplessly, and said stubbornly, "A tape can prove my treason?" Your Highness Albert, this thing doesn't hold up in court. ”

"Of course I do, so there's someone else to witness it." Albert said confidently that he had already calculated that the old fox would say this, so Edie's identity was particularly important. He threw out the picture of Henry's meeting with Edie.

said casually, "The person in this photo is familiar, right?" ”

"Unfamiliar." Governor Henry decided to play dumb to the end. As long as he is sure that he is not treasonous, and the court is helpless if the spy in the photo does not come forward to identify him.

"It's okay, you can choose not to admit it now, but what I want to tell you is that unfortunately this guy has been arrested by me. However, he is very smart and aware of the overall situation, and is willing to stand up in court and identify someone who insists that there is no treason. ”

"You!" The Governor gritted his teeth with hatred for Albert, but he was helpless, who called himself a head with dozens of guns. At the same time, he was also secretly worried that the South African spy was caught by Albert so quickly, and how many eyeliners did he lay in the Congo? Why don't you have the slightest wind in your hands?

It's just that the governor doesn't know that no matter how good the police detectives are, they can't compare to those sunrise masses born with mud legs. The Kroboe family's impermeable intelligence network has slowly spread throughout the Congo.

"So the Governor is going to keep going?" Albert stared at him with a smirk, and by the time he was about to lose his patience, the Governor was silent. Albert cursed the old fox in his heart, and had to resort to a killer move, "Is the governor still hoping that the mercenaries you have on hand will come down from heaven and take you away?" ”

"It's a pity that there should be a small-scale battle on the border between Congo and Zambia now, and you can't appreciate it, of course, we got the information and cut off the retreat of this group of mercenaries in advance, so well, this is a battle of encirclement and suppression without suspense, and I wanted to disgust South Africa afterwards, but this group of guys is so cunning that they probably can't catch it."

This group of South African mercenaries would certainly not bring anything revealing their identity with them, so Albert did not intend to leave them alive, and mercenaries did not enjoy the rights of the Geneva Prisoner of War Agreement.

Albert intended to completely break the Governor's mental defenses and make him a weapon in his hands to disgust South Africa, so he lied again, "Of course, if the Governor is willing to admit that he was instigated by the South African government, the court will reduce the sentence as appropriate, and the spy Mr. Edie has agreed to cooperate with the Belgian government, and the Belgian government is willing to provide funds and political asylum, and he will tell all the information he knows." So Governor Henry can think again, after all, the money you looted in the Congo is enough for you to squander for the rest of your life, if you are willing to cooperate with the government, now you will be sentenced to twenty or thirty years, and you will only be in your seventies when you come out, and this money will be enough for you to retire in your old age, isn't it? ”

"Okay." Governor Henry no longer has the arrogant look he had at the beginning, and all that remains is the gloom of the loser, "I would like to identify the South African government...... I hope that there will be more accommodations in commutation of sentences......"

"Commutation is what the Belgian judge does, and I have no right." With a wave of his hand, Albert stopped Governor Henry's bargaining, what he hated most was that the loser still came to pretend to be an uncle with him, and you don't want to think about you.

Henry was stunned, obviously not expecting Albert's attitude to be so tough. Albert continued to threaten him, "But if I can't pass this level, let alone the judge's level." Spend the rest of your life in a small dark room! ”