In the early morning, a mist rose from the South African grasslands, and the smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated after a night of fierce fighting, and the former British army's material accumulation field, which had just been controlled by the crossing people, was shrouded in a looming white expanse.

Every now and then there would be a burst of gunfire, which was a sign that the Boers were purging out the lonely remnants of the enemy, and there was always someone who wanted to show their loyalty to the old woman at Buckingham Palace in this form of stubborn resistance.

Gradually, the gunfire became less and less audible, and most of those who swore allegiance to St. George's flag paid the price of blood for their mantis arms.

Instead, there was more and more sound of horses' hooves from near and far, and it was the Boer cavalry who had heard the news and rushed to help the Crossing Crowd clean up the battlefield, well, well, maybe they were all here to receive the promised supplies of the Crossing Crowd. In any case, this area is full of people who hate the British colonial authorities, which is good news for the traversers, isn't it?

It's just that Zou Heming frowned when he looked at the British troops who were escorted to the open field to line up to count the numbers, and the unusual intuition that he exercised after being born and fighting to the death with the dog heads made him feel that there must be hidden dangers in this white smoke material accumulation field that was not good for the crossing group he belonged to.

It's just that at this time, no matter how much he scratches his scalp, he can't think of what tricks the British can play to turn the tables in the current situation, only whether it will jump on his eyelids for a while for no reason is to remind him that there is still an uncertain danger here.

"Lao Lu, are you sure that the British troops along the railway line are all in the stronghold?" At noon, even Lu Xiangyang, the supreme commander of the people in South Africa, rushed to the scene to work.

"What if they don't take us in the stronghold? The railroad towards here has been carefully licked by our A-10 attack planes, could it be that they are going to come on horseback? Political Commissar Lu, who had been overwhelmed by the Boer militia who had rushed from all walks of life to share the spoils, said to Zou Heming angrily.

The ancients said that they did not suffer from widowhood but from unevenness. These Boers who rushed to wait for the Great Song Dynasty people to fulfill their promises played the trick of crying, making trouble, and hanging themselves in front of Lu Xiangyang, so that our political commissar Lu suddenly had no choice but to give birth to the feeling that the ancients were honest and did not deceive me.

In fact, the Boers were never monolithic, and on the large scale, the armed armed forces of the two Boer-founded countries of Orange and Transvaal were now at war with the British. To put it mildly, these militias are in including Louis. Under the command of generals with the nature of warlords, such as Botha and Meir, although there is also a commander-in-chief of the cloth army, Joubert, you can't expect this commander-in-chief's decree to be very effective in the face of these rabble, can you?

Before the battle for the British material accumulation began, these Boers, who were still the same enemy, did not bargain with the crossing crowd much, and only accepted the other party's request for military assistance after the war promised by the Great Song people that they would give supplies after the war.

Perhaps out of distrust of the Song people's adventurous plan, the Boers at first simply wanted to disgust the British; Or maybe they didn't have much confidence that the Great Song people could capture the British army's material accumulation site almost intact, in short, before the war, the Boer militia, which was mainly based on peasants, basically didn't talk much about the distribution of materials.

It's just that as soon as the morning dawns, these former farmers can't calm down when they look at the mountains of military supplies! Anyway, we haven't talked about how to distribute it before, so why can't we give some opinions?

As for the materials that the Great Song people want to use themselves, we don't dare and shouldn't think about it, but they have made it clear that they don't need those guns, ammunition, and artillery, why don't we fight for it ourselves?

The Boers fought for this, and Diana felt that her brain was insufficient, and her dog-headed man had been babbling about the potential crisis and not paying much attention to the Boers who came to ask for supplies, and this old lady who could only charge into battle just went to call Lu Xiangyang for help.

"Xiao Zou, right now, these Boers who are about to copy the guys for the distribution of materials are a big hidden danger! You have a good relationship with several Boer armed groups, so you better put more effort into assisting me in my work, and don't be suspicious all day long! Lu Xiangyang said to Zou Heming.

"It's not! Lao Lu, why don't we let the A-10 go to the sky and take a look around, I'm always unsure! Zou Heming, who relied on intuition to escape death many times, still did not give up convincing Lu Xiangyang.

Political Commissar Lu, who couldn't resist Zou Heming, had no choice but to give the Queen of Blades, who was said to be still angry to get up, to take off to conduct aerial reconnaissance.

"Dude, I heard you asked the Queen of Blades to go up to the sky for another ride?" A certain ground staff rough embryo asked Zou Heming on the radio.

"yes, my eyelids keep jumping, this Nima is not a good sign!" Zou Heming, who learned that the A-10 had been lifted off, was also a little more relaxed, and finally had the leisure to chat with the ground crew for a while.

"Tut-tut, didn't you see the way our queen muttered and boarded the plane, why did you provoke her in the early morning and there was no urgent military information? Maybe if you go to Durban and blow up the British headquarters, then the meoth is the biggest hidden danger!" The ground staff rough embryo complained.

"Holy, won't you? Is the biggest hidden danger of feelings that I have made myself? Zou Heming said.

"Why not, my relatives happened to come to visit, it is said that my stomach hurt last night and I didn't sleep much, you know that our A-10 is a pilot of her, and she has to be on call 24 hours a day, and she doesn't even dare to take painkillers and has been resisting!" Ground staff rough embryo gossip.

"This is the Queen of Blades, call base, the British have not repaired the railway facilities that I blew up, and there are no signs of large-scale military activity in the British army within the inspection range." Yang Xiaochen quickly completed the reconnaissance mission, judging from the tone of voice, our queen did not bring her temper to work, and the bombing of the British army headquarters in Durban or something should not be staged.

In fact, several trains carrying soldiers and repairmen came from the direction of Durban, but they were blocked in the middle of the road by a train that was heading back, supposedly carrying a number of war correspondents. At the end of the 19th century, South Africa's railways had little room for trains to avoid, and it was not uncommon for them to be stuck in traffic for a day and a half.

After a long time, the Boers from all walks of life finally died down, after all, the things were snatched by the Great Song people, and it can't be too much if you want to be a baby who can cry and have milk to drink, right? How can I say that since I have to rely on the Great Song people who have superior firepower in the future!

The Boers here stopped making trouble, but the political commissar Lu started to do it again, and he felt that it was difficult for the Boer armed forces to become a big weapon at the moment, so he thought that while the Boers were gathering here, they had to do their ideological work, and they had to come up with an anti-British united front posture, right?

Standing on the platform of the small railway station, our political commissar Lu la-

Eventually, the traditional drama came, when the British colonel who had surrendered was pulled out and slipped, in the words of Commissar Lu, to give the Boers a morale boost. Look, there's nothing remarkable about the British, no, it's like having fun catching a colonel!

I don't know if the strawberry soldier who knows a little German used some radical words that should not be used to repeat Commissar Lu's speech, and when the British colonel was picked up, the scene under the platform was really a bit explosive. Even if Commissar Lu could not understand the Boer Afrikan, which had evolved from Dutch, judging from the distorted faces of the Boer audience, they might come to power at any time to tear up the British colonel.

Damn, fortunately, I saved a hand, and the Boers who entered the venue were not allowed to carry firearms! Hmph, I've heard the story of a soldier who jumped the actor who played Huang Shiren when he was acting in a white-haired girl drama!

Bang bang bang! Just when Commissar Lu secretly congratulated himself on his preparation, the Boer militia who had squeezed out of the crowd under the platform took out a revolver from his arms, and fired three shots at the British colonel who was standing with his head held high.

Holy! Is it so real? Isn't it in the story that there are such people who have just become so popular? How could someone really shoot this unlucky colonel!?

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