Chapter 308: Action

The official position that can be promised to Valshanu is definitely not big, and it may not be considered an official, that is, the reason for a manager.

Now the Transvaal and Orange people are playing against each other, in fact, manpower is even more scarce than the Orange people, because the Orange people are scattered in the countryside, which means that it must be very difficult for the Transvaal people to completely wipe out the Orange people's armed forces, after all, it is really difficult to find out which corner the Orange people's armed forces are drilling.

So the Transvaals also need to look for trolls among the Oranges to act as their lackeys, especially bastards or ruffians like Valshanu, who usually come in groups and don't care about fame.

The goal of the Transvaals now is to reduce the living space of the Orange forces by taking control of the village, and if they are cut off from each other, things will be much easier.

As for trying to solve the problem once and for all, it is certainly impossible, because in addition to the support of the grassroots people, the people of Orange also have East Africa as foreign aid.

Therefore, as long as the military aid from East Africa continues, then the Oranges can continue to fight, and even the existence of East Africa is more important, after all, the Oranges themselves have no way to produce weapons.

As if to see Valciano's thoughts, Blanca said: "You don't have too many ideas, if you choose to be a village official, it is very likely to be in Florisbad, or go to other places to do tax work, if I were you, there is a high probability that you will choose to take the money, although it may not be much, but it is a lump sum of money, and the risk is smaller." ”

Blanca was definitely a kind reminder, because he knew that people like Valshanu were not too bad in nature, and there was still a fundamental difference between them and ruffians.

Valshanu didn't think so, and instead continued to ask, "If this happens, then is it most likely that Florisbad will be in my hands?" ”

Seeing that he didn't give up, Blanca didn't give up, and no longer persuaded him, and said: "Theoretically, it should be like this, after all, the son of your former village chief is suspected of collaborating with the enemy, so there is a high probability that you will take his place." ”

Valshanu said happily: "Then what else is there to choose, as long as I can be majestic in the village, I will be satisfied." ”

"Hehe, you're not afraid that the white bandits will trouble you when the time comes, you must know that Floresbad can be regarded as the front line now, and it is not too safe." Blanca asked rhetorically.

"Hey, what is this, can they be as good as you no matter how good they are? I know that you are backed by the British, sir, so the white bandits have no chance of winning. "Valshanu is more confident than Blanca.

Although he was a Transvaal officer, it was precisely because of this that Blanca knew how difficult the Orange forces were to deal with.

As for the British, it did help the Transvaal Restoration Army a lot, but it didn't do much, and the main force was still the Transvaal themselves, unless Britain sent more land forces to the Orange Free State to control the situation.

However, it is clear that the British have no such intention now, after all, the Transvaals are very good at using this gun, and there is no need to let their own people come as cannon fodder, unless the situation is really out of control.

And now the Transvaal Restoration Army is clearly in an advantageous position with British funding, so now the British are firmly seated in the Diaoyutai and can completely turn a blind eye to the interference factor of East Africa.

As for the righteous and bright intervention in the affairs of the Orange Free State, it is no different from declaring war on Britain, and obviously East Africa does not have the courage to do so, so in the case of determining that East Africa will not end, there is no need for Britain to end up in person.

Two days later.

"Company commander, there is an abnormality in Di Kevin, our people have quietly followed, what should we do now?"

"Don't miss the opportunity, don't miss it again, gather people immediately, we should still be more than enough to deal with a transport convoy." Blanca said.

At this time, Valshanu also took the opportunity to say: "Company Commander Blanca, I'll lead the way for you!" After all, I am very familiar with it. ”

The two days of staying in the Transvaal barracks have suffocated Valshanu, and the main thing is that he is not addicted to drinking without alcohol.

As a dumping ground for industrial goods in East Africa, the price of alcohol was also quite cheap throughout the Cape Town colony, especially in Florisbad, which is not far from the border of East Africa.

No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and the per capita consumption power of the Orange Free State is more than one grade stronger than that of the natives, so East Africa is very willing to do this kind of business with small profits and quick turnover, which makes the price of imported goods in the Orange Free State still relatively cheap.

In fact, the supply of alcohol in the Transvaal Restoration Army is still relatively sufficient, and it is mainly whiskey, but the cost of transporting it from the British mainland or the rear is too high, and the army has strict management requirements for alcohol, especially the field company led by Blanca, which often changes places, so the supply can not be effectively connected.

Of course, there are other reasons, and that is the issue of corruption, which is not something that a small person like Blanca can access.

Not to mention Blanca, even the president of the provisional government of the Transvaal Republic, little Pretorius may only be able to turn a blind eye to this issue.

The British logistics department may be a little softer on their own people, but are the Transvaals their own? Of course not, so it makes sense to smoke a little more, and, in addition to the British, there are also many dishonest people in the Transvaal's own government.

This feeling of wanting to drink but not being able to enjoy himself was the last thing Valshanu could bear, so he had long wanted to leave the Transvaal barracks, but because Blanca was worried that he would leak his secrets, he kept keeping him locked up, so he could only scratch his ears and cheeks.

Blanca did not refuse Valsciano this time, in order not to startle the snake, so his own people did not dare to go to the vicinity of the Sot Pond to investigate with great fanfare, mainly because they were afraid that Di Kevin and others would find out, so letting Valsciano lead the way was more conducive to his own side and avoiding detours.

"Very good, when the troops are ready, you will take the lead in the front, if you can catch them this time, it will be a great achievement." Blanca said to Valciano.

"Yes, sir!" Valshanu said to Blanca.

Soon, Blanca's company, led by Valsciano, headed in the direction of Saltawa in Sotechi.

I have to say that Di Kaiwen was not vigilant, and it is estimated that he did not expect that the people of the village would eavesdrop on the corner of the wall in the middle of the night, resulting in a leak.

After all, the fart of Florisbad is a big place, and the knowledge is quite shallow, and Dekevin is not a professional intelligence officer, so he can easily be caught by the Transvaals if he has a calculating or unintentional.

Even if this young man was a little wary, it was impossible for the Transvaal Restoration Army to track him this time, or that Valshanu would have been able to find the villain a month before.

Of course, this is also related to Di Kevin's background, in the village of Florisbad, he is the son of the village chief, and he usually has the support of powerful people like his father, so he naturally has a big personality.

If this were replaced by someone from the East African Defense and Security Agency, the plot would not have been discovered by a bastard like Valshanu, after all, the agents of the East African Defense Security Agency would not have done such an unreliable thing unless their brains were rusty.

(End of chapter)