"My child, the fate of the race is in your hands. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "Bablu's body swayed as the troop carrier moved, and his mind kept thinking about his father's instructions before he died. Now he is the leader of the ANC, the leader of a rabble.

For Africa, which is hot all year round, the temperature at 20 degrees Celsius will make people feel cold and need to wear cotton clothes, and there is no way to survive at minus 20 degrees. In the bitter cold of the nuclear winter, Baburu watched his relatives and friends fall one by one, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Survival is always a challenge on the continent. In order to survive, all kinds of things that challenge the limits of human beings are made. Over the past year, Baburu has become a strong warrior and leader with the knowledge and skills he has learned in the past.

But in the face of nature, the ability of the individual is too small. The ANC has gathered tens of thousands of people, but Baburu is not able to feed them. They are already the largest force in southern Angola, the other being their sworn enemy, the African National Alliance.

Both indigenous forces in Angola have given themselves a very imposing name, but this does not bring them much benefit. In order to survive, they attack and kill each other, without mercy. But in the end, there was nothing left to kill them, because their homeland was completely destroyed.

It wasn't until the mountains were exhausted and everyone was almost finished that it occurred to Baburu that he should stop this stupid behavior. But what do you do when you stop? Nobody knows. Until Bane's forces sent an invitation to hold a multi-party meeting.

"How are we supposed to get help from those white people?"

The one who was questioned by Bablu was Josie, the leader of the ANC, a cold, fierce, and brutal old man. He is already a rare person of age among black Africans, and it is precisely because of his rich experience that he has survived the extremely cruel struggle for survival.

Now both the ANC and the ANC in Angola have to sit down and deal with the Bane forces in the north. Now everyone is looking forward to some benefit from this meeting, food, clothing, fuel, safety commitments, anything.

Josie, the old black man, who no longer had a strong body, sat across from Babru like an old tree, and said in a low voice: "We must keep the balance between those white people, or we will not survive." The key is not to let Bane's power become too strong. ”

"Dear old Josie, how I wish I had your wisdom." Baburu has the bravery and aggressiveness of young people, but he is more reckless and less resilient. He could only ask the old people, "We are very weak now, what should we do to change?" ”

"Liar!"

Old Josie spat out a word.

"Liar?" Bablu frowned in disunderstanding, "Who are you fooling?" ”

"Lie to everyone."

Old Josie seems to be testing Bablu's understanding. But Bablou's perception seemed to be very average, and he shook his head and said that he couldn't think of a trick?

"We're going to make Bane's people think we're useful, and we're going to make Winterfrost feel that protecting us is protecting herself. The most important thing is to deceive those Chinese, who have food in their hands and must win them over as our dependence. ”

Old Josie's words were like a light in the darkness, illuminating the darkness in Babura's heart. But when he thought about it carefully, the other party didn't seem to say anything, it was all nonsense.

"Dear old Josie, we're almost in Kakuso, could you please tell me how to deceive me?" Baburu wanted to know a specific solution.

"There is no way to have a plan for this kind of thing, just look at my face when the time comes." At the last moment of arriving in the town of Kakuso, old Josie gave a final warning, "Bane's people are arrogant, 'winter frost' is grumpy, and the Chinese are forbearing, and we need to deal with them in a targeted manner." ”

As he spoke, the two indigenous forces of the confluence had already arrived at the meeting site. Africa is now in shambles, and the various powers have no formal diplomatic institutions, so the people who come to the talks can only get together to exchange views. The first thing is to simply bump heads up and settle down a bit.

This was supposed to be a serious life-and-death meeting, and it could even be said that it had far-reaching implications, which would determine the political and geopolitical plates of the whole of Angola and even the whole of Africa in the future. But in this conversation, a joyful amusement was inserted, and he was performing at the moment.

Zhou Qingfeng mouthed the scumbag Northeast dialect, and he didn't let go of Wen Tianyu's shoulder. He had just finished shouting a paragraph about all kinds of supplies, and then turned to shouting at Fang Xuan: "The great leader *** teaches us - the vast world and great achievements!"

Africa now, that's really a pile of weak scum. It doesn't matter what the European invaders are, or the local natives, one counts as one, and it's all waste. It's not that I'm boasting, I don't look down on them at all.

Africa is such a large area of rich and fertile land, and if you want to cultivate the land, you can cultivate the land, you need to open mines, you want forests and forests, and you want lakes and lakes. God has left this land lacking nothing, and it is a great waste for blacks to occupy it.

The cataclysm is a catastrophe, a heartbreaking catastrophe. But after the catastrophe, there is a new life! Don't be afraid, just because it's hard to start doesn't mean it's hard to get started. With me here, what's the way it can't be done? As long as we work together, let's see who can be the enemy in the world!

Some of you are short of materials, and you are worried that someone will covet it, so you have to be careful and hide for fear of being harmed. And my meow is piled up, but no one uses it. As long as we cooperate, we can create another China in Africa.

First of all, we have settled on the plastered land of the tropical region of central Africa, which has mountains and rivers, and is extremely rich in light and heat resources. Just sow a seed, and crops will grow in the ground, and if you dig a piece of soil, minerals will emerge.

Africa is surrounded by the Atlantic Ocean on the left and the Indian Ocean on the right, and you can peep into Europe, drink horses from the Mediterranean, and ride ocean horses; Retreat can dominate the Middle East, point to the Eurasian bridge, and sleep Persian cats. As long as there is this foundation, the world is so big, where can I go?

This is a great opportunity that history has given us to rule the earth, once in a thousand years. If we don't catch it, the coffin board that our ancestors will be angry with can't be pressed, and our children and grandchildren will hate to give us cold pig's heads.

Brother, you and I are destined. Come, today is the time for our division. Have a drink, boost morale, and celebrate the creation of an era for us. ”

Zhou Qingfeng really took out a wine jug from his body, leaned his neck and took a few big sips first, and then handed it to Wen Tianyu.

Wen Tianyu was so dizzy that he couldn't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and he didn't know where this came from. But the other party's words made his blood boil and his heart was surging. Africa is indeed a great place to make a difference!

According to the description of this stunned young man's words, it seems that the real beauty of the prosperous world is at your fingertips, and the dream of hegemony has come true. In front of him, it seemed that he was not a dilapidated and desolate town ruins, but a lively and flower-filled Tiananmen Tower.

Ba Buru, who was watching the play on the side, was also stunned, although he couldn't understand what Zhou Qingfeng said, but he always felt that the person in front of him had stolen everyone's limelight. He turned to old Josie and asked, "What kind of character is this man?" How do we cope? ”

Old Josie was also a little stupid, and it took a long time to reply, "This person should be our peer, the deception has been perfected, and it is difficult to extricate himself from deceiving people in just a few words." We've met our opponents. ”