As the time entered 1972, although the United States still took off in Vietnam, and even had a kill ratio of more than 300 Captain America, it was still difficult to hide the signs of defeat and retreat.

Countless money and manpower have been invested, but the so-called victory is getting farther and farther away, although the top brass does not want to admit it, but in fact, their defeat in Vietnam is already a matter of time, since the defeat in an old place is bound to open a completely new front to open a new breakthrough.

As a result, the world's attention has begun to shift little by little from hot spots such as Asia, the Americas and Europe, to a place that was unknown in the past and is now hot.

That's Africa!

In order to expand their influence and at the same time to fight their opponents, countries have begun to look for a good friend suitable for themselves in this magical land, and after finding it, countless kinds of assistance will follow.

Driven by the small wings of the Shadow Company, the situation in Angola is more turbulent than ever, so whether it is the Soviet Union, Romania, or a certain country in the East, they have increased their military assistance to their good friends.

As a result, the Soviet-backed UNITA received more rockets, AK-47 rifles, Deshka heavy machine guns, and SAM surface-to-air missiles, while Romania and a country-backed UNITA received more light weapons and other aid.

The resistance forces, which had been greatly strengthened, had more and more intense contacts with the colonial authorities, and with Shepard's good start, the Portuguese garrison dropped countless rockets on their heads every day, and even South Africa was involved in it.

Although Shepard did not make any real gains in the process, correspondingly, as the pressure from other regions increased, the pressure on border provinces such as Lunda Norte would also decrease, and the area controlled by Zabi's guerrillas would become more and more extensive, even approaching Lukapa, the capital of Lunda Norte.

And the horrific bombardment of the Portuguese air force that had to be faced from time to time in the past has also disappeared, because compared to these stragglers in Lunda Norte, the Portuguese army has to worry about those UNITA guerrillas who have been trained by Soviet and Cuban instructors, and even have the appearance of a regular army, so to speak, with the east wind of Su Xunzong Brezhnev, Shepard has indirectly controlled an area of nearly 40,000 square kilometers.

However, due to transportation problems, several oil fields controlled by Shepard are currently unable to be liquidated, so his financial situation has not improved, and he can only say that he does not make money or lose, and barely maintains a balance.

And just as Shepard was pondering whether to make some more drastic drugs to push forward the chaotic process in Angola, a telegram from the United States dragged him back from Angola to the Democratic Republic of the Congo.

"What is this old guy looking for, Smith?"

"I guess I got you a new job, right?"

"New job, what are you doing, continue to show others the door?"

Shepard looked dismissive.

"We have hundreds of brothers under our hands now, and it would be too cheap to show people the door in this capacity, unless he offers a high price, I won't go!"

Despite what he said, Shepard still hoped that Smith would find him a new job, after all, the cost of realizing his dream was too great!

But it backfired, and when Shepard returned to the United States with Helen, Smith brought him no new job.

"How's your progress in Angola?"

"It's okay, I'm in charge of the current one-third of the North Ronda!"

Shepard crossed Erlang's legs but said very seriously.

"Huh?"

Smith hummed at first, and then the old man reacted.

"Wait, what are you talking about, how old?"

"Forty thousand square kilometers, but they are all poor and remote areas, the common people are poor and don't even have pants, and the Portuguese have squeezed the oil and water dry, the kind that has no oil and water to squeeze!"

"You can do it!"

Smith didn't ask Shepard how he did it, because

He could guess that Shepard would definitely not mention all kinds of gore during this period, so he didn't need to study it in detail.

In fact, Shepard did much more than Smith thought, and when the Portuguese retreated, he indirectly and directly killed five or six famous local chiefs, either relying on mercenaries to assassinate them, or sending snipers to snipe remotely, and even sent an Apple detachment, pretending to be a Portuguese paratrooper, to kill a local elder who had a deep cooperation with the Portuguese, which indirectly caused a large-scale riot, and both the Portuguese and the local tribes paid blood to quell the gaffe.

Only then would Zabi be able to take over those areas, and even then, the guerrillas would inevitably clash with disobedient local forces.

"So, why did you call me back?"

Shepard estimated that Smith was calling himself at this juncture, which must have nothing to do with Angola.

"Quite simply, because the Soviets were a little too active in Angola!"

"Isn't this nonsense?"

Shepard sat on the couch and rolled his eyes.

"Angola has been in trouble for so long since independence, and the Soviet Union has helped the most, people have sent guns, artillery and instructors, surface-to-air missiles have been sold, and the Portuguese have shot down a few fighter planes, so it's no wonder that they are inactive!"

"So, I don't want them to be so active!"

"That's easy, send the plane artillery, 6 and the Patton tank, and send some Eagle missiles, Phantom fighters, and Angola is active, that's us!" Chinese Net

"Good idea, that's what you said when you meet Morgan in the evening!"

Smith couldn't help but roll his eyes, the so-called military aid is light, but not everyone wants to be as rich as the Soviet Union, now that the offensive and defensive forces of the two sides have been exchanged, the United States is going to start shrinking a little!

"At night? Got an event?"

"Yes, there will be a more private meeting, and we need a little bit of an African expert, the one I know, Ms. Parker!"

"What about me, I don't count?"

"You're a piece of, you didn't finish college!"

Smith said angrily.

Seeing that his academic qualifications were about to be pulled out and whipped again, still in front of the top student, Shepard immediately called out and interrupted Smith.

"So what are we going to do to prepare? Like a written report or something?"

"There's no need to prepare, it's just a private meeting, um, but you two need to change your clothes, at least more formally, after all, you represent the faces of me and Morgan!"