The African continent, in the prejudiced perception of the general public on other continents of the earth, is a hot, backward and even primitive land. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The people here are all dark-skinned and lazy by nature, and live in straw huts next to wild beasts, and when they are hungry, they can feed themselves on all kinds of strange animals.

But in fact, thousands of years ago in the barbaric era, there were super ancient civilizations with a population of millions on the land of Africa, and today, the number of white and yellow people has accounted for more than 25% of the total population of Africa, so this is actually a once open and glorious land.

It is only because of the liberation of the colonies that began in the early 20th century that the black ethnic group, which had suffered from colonial oppression for hundreds of years and had a relatively polar level of education, became the main body of governance in various African countries in the name of democracy and justice.

Since then, Africa has been relegated to a cycle of increasingly strange political structures, where a region can coexist with electoral and hereditary systems, with presidents and kings, and declining economies.

Although since the beginning of the new generation, there have been countless outstanding people who were born and raised in this fertile black land and great jungle, and who have great ambitions, trying their best to change the face of this place in what they think is the right way, but no one has ever succeeded.

Until the Heroic Spirit Army driven by Zhang Longchu, accompanied by millions of Haihua Defense Forces and reserve public officials, set foot on this land...

In mid-February, according to the solar terms in southern Africa, it should be the hot and humid season, which is commonly known as the rainy season, and in the vast grasslands of Zambia, the heavy rain of beans has been 'crackling...' for two days, and there is still no sign of clearing.

Sitting in a spacious villa made of steel and concrete, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the tribal streets of traditional black African roundhouses made of thatch and clay, Zhanta's face showed a hint of resentment and anguish.

"Amudu, go find someone to see the Black Pudu tribe on the west bank of the river, and see if they have moved into the big farm?" After pondering for a long time, this 40-year-old man who was in the most golden stage of a man's life, was born in the wilderness of Africa, but had a master's degree in social integrated management from the University of Paris, Europe, and suddenly asked in a deep voice.

As soon as the words landed, his butler, who was also one of the nine highest-ranking leaders of the Awangduo tribe except for the chieftain, bowed deeply and replied, "Your Highness, according to the news from the messenger Pid not long ago, the Hapudu tribe has indeed succumbed to the tyranny of the Haihua.

You were having lunch at the time, so I pressed for now..."

"Anruto, this coward," hearing his bad premonition become a reality, Zhanta's hateful voice interrupted his men's explanation, stood up and roared, "Hapudu is one of the four oldest tribes in Zambia along with our Awang Duo, and it has been passed down for nearly two thousand years, and he has so easily discarded the glory of his ancestors.

If the great god Zambiodo had known in heaven that such a coward had appeared among his descendants in the future, he would have wept..."

In the midst of his roar, in the distance, a group of helicopter gunships broke through the rain curtain and ventured to meet the baptism of thunder and lightning, rushing straight in the direction of the Ngawang Duo tribe.

Soon, a broadcast was made in Dutch with a strong African accent and a mixture of many indigenous languages of Zambia, "We are the 129th Aviation Mixed Division of the National Defense Guard of the Haihua Kingdom... Carry out the construction of large farms and the removal of land bandits...

3 migration notices have been issued, today is the deadline... From now on, everyone immediately take your luggage and belongings and leave for the newly designated residential area to be subject to unified government control...

If no action is taken within half an hour, we will take coercive measures to demolish the tribal buildings, and all the consequences arising therefrom are at your own risk... Those who resist by force are all recognized as bandits, and they are immediately killed...", and it sounded deafeningly over the tribe, causing an uproar throughout the tribe.

Countless men, women, and children, dressed as thin as black-skinned monkeys, wearing dirty shorts and sweatshirts made of colorful and cheap chemical fabrics, ran out of the hut in terror, looked up at the group of gunships whistling through the air, and the propellers swayed in gusting winds, with a look of fear on their faces.

The heavy rain that fell from the sky blurred their eyes, but because the aviation division belonging to the Haihua regular army was flying at a very low altitude for the purpose of Weihe, the faint air-to-ground missiles, airborne heavy machine guns, and external cluster incendiary bombs still clearly broke into the eyes of the natives.

On a special off-road bus thousands of meters away, Zhang Longchu opened the window and poked his head under the canopy, looked at this scene with interest, breathed a breath of the humid air of the African rainy season, and said with a smile: "Guess Ba, do you guess this Awangduo tribe will obediently move into the big farm, or choose to fight?" ”

"Is there any difference in this, Your Majesty," one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Thailand, and now a member of the cabinet of the Haihua Kingdom and the head of the 'Supernatural Affairs Management Department', replied respectfully, "Anyway, the only possibility that those primitive tribal forces living in thatched huts can cause harm to the formed modern army is to have strong transcendental beings.

And now that you and I are here to watch, even the only possibility has been snuffed out, so they have no second choice today but to give in, do they? ”

"No, no, no, even if there are powerful transcendents among those natives today, we can't make a move," Hearing this, Zhang Longchu shook his head and said: "Just like I would never use the Heroic Spirit Creation to carry out a large-scale 'internal purge' mission unless I had to, the extraordinary power in Haihua's official possession cannot be used to do this kind of thing, oppressing civilians by bloody means."

Especially since you and I are sensitive, we can't make a move.

Otherwise, it will cause misunderstanding among ordinary people in the territory, and it will be bad to cause them to be in opposition to the transcendentals, after all, on earth, ordinary people without supernatural powers are the vast majority, and once they have a mustard in their hearts, as the ruling class, we can add a lot of trouble. ”

"It's still your foresight, Your Majesty," the voice landed, and Chaiba nodded convincingly and said, "It's that I haven't had a deep understanding of the transformation of my identity and made a mistake in judgment." ”

"Even the idiom of foresight can be used, it seems that your understanding of Chinese civilization has made great progress in recent times." Hearing this, Zhang Longchu smiled and waved his hand at Chaiba and said: "Actually, it's no wonder that you will misunderstand, being in a ghost place like the Feinan Grassland, which is far away from civilization, will inevitably give people the feeling that they can act unscrupulously..."

While the two were talking, the 129th Aviation Mixed Division of the Haihua National Defense Guard had completed the ultimatum, and the Marine troops had begun to parachute on the grass outside the Awangduo tribe and quickly completed the tactical formation.

In the heavy rain, the natives who had unconsciously gathered into a wall saw from afar, armed to the teeth with modern weapons, and the troops who were ready to attack pointed their guns at them, and they all exclaimed with an extremely frightened look on their faces.

However, for thousands of years, it has turned into an incomparably strong invisible shackle, and the tribal rules and the reverence of the opponents and chiefs that have imprisoned the body, mind and soul of these natives have made them know that as long as they advance a few meters and step on the dividing line between the tribe and the vast grassland, they will be safe, but no one has moved for a long time.

Using military binoculars to see such a situation through the glass window, a look of relief and resolute contradiction appeared on Zhanta's face, and his mouth twitched and blurted out: "No one listens to the threats of those Haihua thugs, my people have not betrayed me, my people have not betrayed me!"

Amdo, take up arms, go out with me, we will fight with our people, and even death will not disgrace the glorious name of 'Ngawangdor'!" ”

"Oh, Your Highness, it's a shame that you made such a wrong choice." The voice landed, and a sigh sounded faintly behind the tower.

A slight, muffled gunshot followed by a vicious bullet that penetrated his heart, penetrated his chest, and slammed into the bulletproof glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, before making a 'ding' and landing silently on the carpet.

The pressure brought by the instantly shattered heart caused the blood to shoot out from the hole in Zhanta's chest like a fountain for a distance of more than ten meters, dyeing half of the small room a bright red color.

But even so, the sturdy Chief Ngawang Duo still did not die immediately, but stood and turned slowly, looking at his butler, his face was pale, and his facial features were distorted and he wanted to roar, but he could only ask in a trembling voice: "Why, why did you do this, Amudo..."

"Can't you guess such a simple reason, Your Highness," the successful betrayer did not show the slightest smug look, but his body trembled slightly as if he had suddenly become seriously ill, and replied bitterly: "You are a brave man, and you are not afraid of death, but we are afraid.

The difference between the armed forces of Ngawang Duo and the Haihua Kingdom is too great, there is not even a chance of a 1 in 100 million victory, if it fails, the remaining civilians in the tribe may still have a chance to live, but our leaders will definitely be killed, it is better to surrender directly, hand over the ruling people, receive the sky-high reward provided by the Haihua government, and go to the rich man's in the future..."

"Shameless, shameless, shameless..."Hearing this, the dying Zhanta felt that he could not support it anymore, glared at Amdu and finally spit out a few words, and fell directly to the ground, losing his life without looking at it.

Looking down at his corpse, the grief on Amdo's face unconsciously became more intense, and he muttered to himself, "Your Highness, I am a shameless coward, but it would be nice if you were not so brave...", staggering out of the tribal chief's villa and walking towards the crowd gathered in the distance.