The South African highlands are full of life during the rainy season, well, in other words, water, mud and annoying mosquitoes everywhere!

After the South African parachute trio left their first shelter, there was no more dry campsite to find than Ida Buz had predicted.

Fortunately, the able-bodied Mia insisted on stuffing some dry wood into her backpack when she set off, and they were finally able to maintain the campfire by baking wet and dry firewood on a small fire at night.

The British pre-World War I aircraft were not supposed to have the ability to take off and land at night, and they could safely cook food and bake clothes at night. It's just that the smoke of the water-filled firewood burns up enough to choke people, and even if people stay upwind, they still have teary eyes.

For dinner, they ate roast porcupine, and during the day the bastard tried to intimidate the codifier with a thorn erected on his back, and was then killed by the latter with a pistol equipped with a silencer.

This 15-kilogram man contributed nearly five or six catties of high-quality protein to the trio, which was a very good deal for the three who were not sure when they would be able to get out of the wasteland.

At dawn the next day, Mia, who had just changed the guard with Fieldbus, noticed that the guy hadn't taken good care of her and Diana's clothes that needed to be dried at night, and she was very unhappy with their underwear that had not yet dried.

Eventually, Mia still doesn't completely extinguish the campfire as planned after it gets dark, and she tries to use the embers of the charcoal fire to dry the mixed fabrics that bind her and Diana's large lump of flesh.

A puff of white smoke in the empty wasteland is enough to attract the attention of the Boers who have lived here for hundreds of years, after all, the probability of wildfires during the rainy season is not very high.

A group of one-man and two-horse Boer riders soon surrounded their well-camouflaged camp in Tempuz, well, this camouflage, which was mainly aimed at aerial reconnaissance, was indeed an eyesore to the Boer militia who had been in the wilderness for a long time.

Before Tempoz climbed out of the shack, the Boer militia had been pointing their rifles at Mia and Diana with their safeguarded rifles, and even after the two had declared their Song citizenship, it seemed that the situation in southern Africa had become very tense after John Bull suddenly declared war on the Boers.

But things have been reversed since Tempoz climbed out of that humble shack, and it is clear that the claim that he has a certain number of fans on the white side is not nonsense.

"Gentlemen, it is not gentlemanly to point a gun at a lady." Timboz said in Afrikan, and at the moment Mia and Diana were surprised that the pretending to be a codified foreign language could be so unpopular.

"Pete Tian!? He's Pete Tin! One of the Boer militiamen, who was clearly pretending to be a petty fan, cried out.

As we mentioned earlier, after the Crossing Crowd declared war on Maozi, Tian Buzi had people take a photo of him called "All-Out War" when he burned Maozi's warehouse in Tianjin.

Thanks to photography and printing techniques that have traveled through the leading world, the photograph has become widely circulated in white society. And the image of forcing Wang Tian Buzi to defend the territorial integrity of the country and fight for independence and freedom is also deliberately rendered by the media under the control of the people, and it is becoming more and more full in the minds of the white-skinned people.

It is no exaggeration to say that the influence of Tempoz at this time was no less than that of Che Guevara in the twentieth century for the youth of the colonies seeking independence. So much so that the same model of the Browning 1935 pistol in the hand of the king in that famous photo has been sold at a sky-high price, and the handmade goods made up by the rough embryos in the maintenance department have reached the same price as the gun in Dalian Bay.

"Yes, gentlemen. I'm the damn surgeon of the Great Song. Mr. Temboz said as he brushed his messy hair with his hands, trying to bring his image closer to the heroic appearance of the photograph titled "Total War."

"God! How did you end up in this wasteland? The Boer fan asked.

"I bragged at the press conference that I would do what I could to help the Boers in their war of independence. The British have declared war on you, and our parliament is still struggling, so I'm here myself. Tian Buzi said.

"God bless the Boers, it turns out that the news from Europe is true, you are willing to fight side by side with us!" Timbuz's Boole fan said.

The ghost is willing to fight side by side with you! If it was possible, Lao Tzu would have bought a ferry ticket and ran away, okay? I don't want to meet the British, and I don't want to recruit you Boers here! Tenbutz complained inwardly as he shook off the grass clippings from his coat, revealing the silver-white Browning 1935 pistol in the holster under his armpit.

At this time, the Boers present put down their riding guns one after another, even if there were some differences between the image of Tianbuz and the photograph at this time. But the silver-white Browning 1935 is really unique to Pitt Tian's family, and there is no other semicolon.

Those same Browning 1935 that have been sold at sky-high prices, because the Crossing has not yet been able to produce qualified stainless steel, all of them are black, which means that the silver-white wood-handled Browning 1935 is only the one in the armpit holster of Field.

"Sir, why are you here? We are massing forces in Johannesburg and Pretoria, and it would have been much more helpful for you to help us there. "It should be the leader of this militia who is speaking.

"Uh, gentlemen, let you see the joke, as a person who has lived in the city since childhood, I have to admit that I am lost, haha, it seems that the wilderness is not very kind to me." Tian Buzi said heartily.

"There is no shame in this, sir, everyone will have something that they are not good at. On the contrary, I admire your courage to cross the wilderness in order to fulfill your promise to the Boers. Oh, and allow me to introduce myself, my name is Luis Botha. The leader of the Boer militia said.

Damn, this is a great cow! Later generations know that the Boers relied on guerrilla tactics and European public opinion to drag the British to the negotiating table, but among the many Boer military leaders who played modern guerrilla tactics to the fullest, Louis Botha was obviously the one who shone the brightest.

Let's not mention that he led his troops deep into the British Cape Colony on the coastline, and that Botha captured an armed train with 4.7-inch naval guns in an ambush, and that Winston Churchill, who was still a war correspondent at the time, was enough for Botha's descendants to brag about it for years.

"Hello, Mr. Botha. Are you organizing patrols? Yesterday we met a British's reconnaissance plane around here, and you guys are gathering together for a big purpose. Tenbuz said to Botha.

"Yes, after the British released those damn kites, our attack on the railway was much less efficient, and the casualties were gradually rising, I wonder if Mr. Tian has any way to deal with it?" Botha asked.

The Boers are obviously the kind of race that can do their best not to beep, even in this time and space disturbed by the butterfly effect, the declaration of war has been preempted by the British, but they still moved before the British.

"So you're planning to cut off the rail traffic from Cape and Durban to the interior to buy time for your build-up?" Tianbuz asked.

The Boer War was nearly three years ahead of the original history, and Tenbutz could guess with his toes that the Boers needed more time than the British, who had been fighting fires in the colonies all year round.

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