African Nationhood

As the sun set, several Chinese men carrying Martini-Henry rifles walked towards the camp carrying a warthog weighing more than 200 kilograms.

They are the rear militiamen of the Western Route Army. They are in the rear and like to hunt together with guns when they have nothing to do.

Firstly, it can improve the food for the brothers, and secondly, it is for entertainment.

Since the company sent troops, they have basically nothing else to do except deliver supplies and move and unload goods.

At home, they can also go to the theater and teahouse in the town to watch operas, listen to music, or read newspapers. Once here, their only pastime is hunting.

It is stipulated above that no one can go out alone and must go together, because they are afraid that if they go out individually and encounter wild animals or enemies, they will not be taken care of.

"Have you heard that the army is about to launch a general attack?"

The rough-looking Qin Liang took the lead in starting the topic, and Wu Dashan, the skinny monkey next to him, nodded.

"No, Mr. Shi and his elders have moved from Mafujing in the rear. They are determined to fight a big battle."

The two people next to him also nodded, "Brother Dashan is right, Mr. Shi sent troops this time because those British guys were too cruel.

Look at what a Boer was treated in a concentration camp. It's really not a fun thing. "

Everyone didn't quite understand the dispute between the British and the Boers, but they naturally sympathized with the weak.

Another immediately added: "That's right, my mother, I really didn't see it. A Boer girl was starved to death in that concentration camp. What a crime!"

After all, the Chinese are much kinder. Their ancestors have experienced more starvation and killings than any other ethnic group.

During the Qing Dynasty, their lives were no different from those of the Boers in the concentration camps.

But at this moment, they sincerely sympathize with the Boers, just because they live a prosperous and comfortable life under the leadership of Mr. Shi.

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Several people lamented the evil done by the British, and then turned their attention to the warthog they were carrying.

Qin Liang started the conversation again, "This big warthog is really quite big. It can feed us for two days."

Wu Dashan nodded and suddenly sighed: "This place in Africa is really evil. Although there are dry and rainy seasons, these wild animals are everywhere in the mountains and plains.

Why aren't those black people smart? Not to mention as powerful as white people, but it shouldn't be difficult to form a strong country like us.

But look here, they don't even know how to build a basic house, they can only make do with thatched huts.

To me, these niggas are as stupid as warthogs! "

Wu Dashan's emotion resonated with everyone, Qin Liang nodded and continued: "Indeed, these people are really stupid.

If they were half as smart as us Chinese, they would have become kings and hegemons long ago.

After becoming the queen, she drove the common people to build luxurious palaces and attract beautiful women. Don't live in such a prosperous life. Why can't they figure it out? "

When it comes to beauties, these guys are starting to get out of their minds.

"Don't tell me that some of those black girls are pretty too. I've thought about attracting a black girl before, but the company strictly prohibits messing with black people.

I didn't understand it before, but later I saw that the company dealt with a lot of guys who couldn't keep their pants down.

Then I discovered from the news that once a black woman is touched, the child she gives birth to will also be black-skinned, and I suddenly woke up.

I have to admire Mr. Shi for his height and that. Anyway, he has a far-reaching view.

If we Chinese marry black women, can our descendants still be Chinese? "

"Yes, it must be Mr. Shi. He really stands tall and sees far!"

Everyone praised Boss Shi, and then began to praise Qin Liang's marksmanship and hunting experience.

Qin Liang was an Orion hunter when he was in the Qing Dynasty, but he couldn't get through the culture of Southwest Africa. In addition, he got married and couldn't bear to leave his wife and children, so he didn't join the army.

And the militiamen can get extra subsidies. When the children grow up, there are many places that need money, so they become the militiamen.

This time I came to the Transvaal to work as a logistics officer with the army. I didn’t have to take risks and I could still make more money. It was the best of both worlds.

Qin Liang was embarrassed by everyone's praise and laughed for a while.

It was getting dark, and seeing that there were still 3 or 4 miles away from the militia's logistics camp, Wu Dashan suddenly stopped everyone.

"Wait a minute, I have a stomachache, please wait for me to go relieve myself for a while."

Everyone stopped and put down the warthog, and Qin Liang cursed casually: "You kid, you've already reached a place and you still poop outside.

Remember to bury it later so that no one will step on it next time. "Wu Dashan walked deeper into the forest and replied: "Don't worry, I know. "

Qin Liang took out the cigarettes from his arms and gave them to his two companions, "Smoke one, this guy won't finish so quickly."

The three of them had just lit up their cigarettes and hadn't taken two puffs when they saw Wu Dashan sneakily trotting out of the woods.

Qin Liang wanted to ask what was going on with this kid, but he saw Wu Dashan gesturing silently at them.

Now everyone realized that there was an enemy.

The three of them quickly put out the cigarettes in their hands, then squatted down together and leaned down to the ground.

They received special training before entering the country, and there were rules for what to do when encountering enemies.

When Wu Dashan approached, Qin Liang hurriedly asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"There are British people in the woods over there. They are wearing military uniforms and everyone is riding a horse. They are British cavalry."

Qin Liang's heart tightened when he heard this, "How many people are there?"

"Five."

Qin Liang became interested when he heard that there were only five people on the other side.

"Are they leaving, or are they planning to stay here for the night?"

Wu Dashan nodded affirmatively, "They should stay overnight. Based on the direction of their horse hoof prints, I can confirm that they are coming to our area for reconnaissance. They will probably rush back to report tomorrow."

Qin Liang's eyes were bright. There were only five of them. For the four of them, this was a proper military achievement.

"There weren't many people on the other side, so the four of us just happened to capture them. It was a great achievement when we got back.

If we can get a medal, then the four of us will get it. "

The Nanhua Company has regulations that militiamen can exchange thirty acres of land for a medal, which is the minimum standard for regular private soldiers.

These militiamen can only receive special allowances when they go abroad to fight, but they have no military merit or honors.

It was different after receiving the medal. The four of them were immediately motivated.

Just as they were told, the four of them fixed their bayonets and loaded their bullets, then carefully followed Wu Dashan with their guns into the depths of the forest.

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From a distance, he could see the light of fire and the snorting of the war horses. Qin Liang nodded to Wu Dashan and others, and then he continued to move forward alone.

It was already dark now, and there were no other light sources nearby except the British army's fire.

Qin Liang is an old hunter and is very experienced in traveling in the dark night.

He did not approach the opponent rashly, but just observed whether the opponent had set up sentries. If so, he had to take down the sentries first, otherwise he would not be able to capture this group of cavalry.

After hiding in the dark and observing for a quarter of an hour, Qin Liang finally determined the location of the sentry. There was a sentry 20 meters away from the fire. Other British troops were roasting animal meat. They couldn't see clearly from a distance, but the smell came from the old man. Far.

Qin Liang returned to his comrades. Wu Dashan and others were already a little anxious.

"How about it?"

"The four of us can kill four of them with four guns in one shot, and the remaining one must be captured alive for interrogation."

Everyone nodded, their marksmanship with Rijiu was pretty good, although not as good as Qin Liang's, but the success rate of hitting a living person in the dark at night was very high.

Then Qin Liang arranged for Wu Dashan and three others to make a large circle to the back of the sentry for a sneak attack.

And after he kills the sentry, he will definitely make the British army think that the main attack surface is his side, and the three people in the rear can directly attack.

After everyone fired the bullets, they immediately charged quickly without giving the enemy time to react.

Because it was night, it was difficult to see clearly if they were far away, so they agreed to attack in an hour.

Qin Liang watched his three teammates disappear into the night. He quietly hid in the darkness and counted the time.

This method is stupid, but it works.

He was so numb from counting that he didn't know how long he had been counting.

However, the enemy sentries have changed several times, indicating that a long time has really passed.

Qin Liang took a deep breath and decided to take action! (End of chapter)