Chapter eight hundred and seventieth take over the mining area
"Mr. Chief, what's wrong with you?"
Captain Grandy looked at the panicked expression of the old chief sitting opposite him, and then asked in confusion.
"Mr. Grandi, Mr. Mirabeau!" The old chief responded to the two of them with a solemn expression on his face: "We may be in trouble!"
"What's going on?" Captain Grandy and Mirabeau Plenkovitch looked at each other. They really didn't understand what the old chief meant.
"My men just reported to me that a large group of soldiers appeared more than 600-700 meters away from the tribe, and they are heading here!" The old chief said to Captain Grandi and Mira in a solemn tone.
Bo Plenkovic said.
Captain Grandi and Mirabeau Plenkovic both had expressions of surprise on their faces. They did not expect that a large group of soldiers would appear "out of thin air" on the French border.
"Could they be Portuguese soldiers?" Mirabeau Plenkovic asked Captain Grandi beside him.
Captain Grandi frowned, shook his head and responded to Mirabeau Plenkovic: "Probably not! As far as I know, the nearest Portuguese stronghold is at least 200-300 kilometers away from us!"
"Who could that be?" Mirabeau Plenkovitch murmured in a low voice, "Could it be a mercenary from the slave caravan!"
"It's possible!" Captain Grandi nodded and said to Mirabeau Plenkovic. Then he turned his gaze to the old chief and said: "Mr. Chief, have you hung up the French flag?"
The old chief nodded and replied to Captain Grandi: "I have ordered people to fly the French flag!"
"Since the flag has been hoisted, it should be no big deal!" Captain Grandy responded to the old chief with a calm expression.
"Really?" The old chief, who did not have a clear understanding of France's comprehensive national strength, did not believe that a national flag could have such great power.
"Don't worry! The French flag represents the face of the French Governor-General. Even the British Kingdom cannot attack tribes flying the French flag at will! Unless they want to start a war with France!" Captain Grandi said to the old man with a serious face.
the chief responded.
"That's good! That's good!" The old chief finally calmed down in his panic.
Since they all say that flying the French flag can ensure the safety of the tribe, the old chief has nothing to be afraid of.
After a while, the indigenous officer appeared in front of the old chief again. He reported the current situation to the old chief in indigenous language. Currently, the indigenous soldiers and the soldiers from afar had formed a confrontation outside the tribe's fence.
There were about 240 soldiers who came from afar, and their commanders spoke the same language as Captain Grandi and Mirabeau Plenkovitch.
After the old chief quietly listened to the indigenous officer's speech, he turned his attention to Captain Grandy.
Before Captain Grandi could speak, Captain Grandi skillfully spoke to the old chief in the Ntuya language: "Mr. Chief, no translation is needed! I can understand!"
The old chief's face immediately became extremely embarrassed, and he asked Captain Grandy intermittently: "Mr. Grandy, when did you learn our language!"
"A long time ago! However, I did not systematically learn the language of your tribe, but the languages of other tribes!" Captain Grandy smacked his lips, paused and said, "Although your language is different from yours,
There are some differences between tribes, but overall, the difference is not big! As long as you pay a little more attention, you can achieve integration!"
"So that's it!" The old chief smiled bitterly. He suddenly felt that he might have been a fool in the eyes of Captain Grandy because he had deliberately used indigenous languages to communicate in the past two days to prevent Captain Grandy from eavesdropping.
Then, the old chief remembered what his grandson said in Ntuya yesterday, and he hurriedly said to Captain Grandi: "Mr. Grandi, my grandson is not..."
Before the old chief could say anything, Captain Grandy forcibly interrupted: "Mr. Chief, it's time for us to go out!"
"Yes!" the old chief responded submissively.
Captain Grandi, Mirabeau Plenkovic and the old chief arrived at the gate of the tribe, then passed through the phalanx formed by the indigenous people and came to the front.
Here, they saw the Foreign Legion wearing blue and white military uniforms.
Andrei Milanovic, who was in charge of leading the team, hurried forward after seeing Mirabeau Plenkovic.
Mirabeau Plenkovitch also moved forward excitedly. Seeing this, the old chief quickly ordered his native soldiers to put away their spears.
Mirapo Plenkovic and Andrei Milanovich met in the middle of the army. After the two shook hands, Mirapo Plenkovic asked Andrei Milanovich
Wonder why you are here.
Andrei Milanovich told Mirapo Plenkovic that he came here under the order of the Governor's Palace, in order to take over the responsibility of the scientific expedition team to guard the open-pit mine so that the scientific expedition team could
Move on with peace of mind.
"Well? Didn't the experts come with you?" Mirapo Plenkovic asked Andrei Milanovich curiously.
"How long has it been since the Governor's Palace was built? Where can we find experts who can identify minerals?" Andrei Milanovich shook his head and said to Mirapo Plenkovitch, "But Rusty
Secretary-General Nie is already preparing to recruit mining experts in Libreville with huge sums of money!
If nothing else happens, we will be able to recruit them in the next two days!
When the results are available, I will send someone to inform you!"
"Yes! I understand!" Mirabeau Plenkovic nodded and said to Andrei Milanovich.
Later, Mirabeau Plenkovic introduced the old chief of the Ntua tribe to Andrei Milanovich.
"Dear Major, welcome to the Ntua tribe!" the old chief said respectfully to Andrei Milanovich in French.
"Yes!" Andrei Mirabovich nodded and responded perfunctorily, "Please take more photos in the next few days!"
"Of course!" The old chief also nodded and responded to Andrei Milanovic.
That night, a grand bonfire party was held in the Ntuya tribe.
In order to prepare for such a banquet, the old chief specially took out part of the loot captured yesterday and entertained Andrei Milanovich and his party.
Everyone sang and danced around the bonfire, and the colonists and the colonized showed unprecedented harmony at this moment.
The bonfire party lasted until about ten o'clock in the evening. The midnight wind gently blew the conical tents outside the Ntuya tribe and made a rustling sound. The soldiers living in the tents covered themselves with a piece of wool.
The blanket is made to help you sleep peacefully.
Early the next morning, with the sound of loud bugles, the soldiers living in the tents yawned and got up one after another. When they walked out of the tents, under the orders of their superior sergeants, they were shielded.
After a night of cold wind, the tent was put back into the bag behind him.
After all the tents had retracted their backpacks, Andrei Milanovich ordered the company to prepare breakfast on the spot.
Each soldier stuffed the chocolate and bread prepared in advance into his mouth, and then waited quietly for the coffee.
About 20 minutes later, Andrei Milanovich shouted, "The coffee is ready! Come and get it if you need it." After that, the soldiers once again took out the coffee utensils from their backpacks.
, queue up to get coffee.
The full pot of coffee was quickly consumed by more than 200 people, and each person received exactly one cup of coffee.
After drinking the coffee, the soldiers immediately became energetic. Under Andrei Milanovich's order, the soldiers once again formed two formations and were ready to go.
At this moment, Captain Grandi and Mirabeau Plenkovic walked out of the tribe and came to Andrei Milanovich.
"As expected of the French army, how can such a military posture not win the war!" Captain Grandi couldn't help but praise the group of foreign troops in front of him.
The soldiers of the Foreign Legion all had smiles on their faces. Although most of them were not members of the Foreign Legion more than a year ago, their long-term military life has completely turned them into members of the army.
Now they are extremely proud to be members of the French Foreign Legion!
"Mirabeau, where is the open-pit mine now? Can you take me there?" Andrei Milanovich asked Mirabeau Plenkovic.
"Of course! I just want to call all the members of the escort stationed there!" Mirapo Plenkovic nodded and said to Andrei Milanovich.
Immediately afterwards, under the leadership of Mirabeau Plenkovitch, Andrei Milanovich and his party set out west.
After walking for about two and a half hours, Andrei Milanovich and others arrived at their destination.
Dozens of soldiers responsible for guarding the open-pit mine saluted Mirabo Plenkovic and Andrei Milanovich after seeing them arriving.
"Thank you for your hard work!" Mirabeau Plenkovic said to them while returning a military salute.
"It's not hard work!" the soldiers shook their heads and said to Mirabeau Plenkovitch.
Mirabeau Plenkovic smiled slightly, then turned to Andrei Milanovic and said: "Okay! Andrei, I will hand over all the defense here to you now! I hope you can be careful.
Guard this place until the Governor-General sends experts to investigate!"
"Don't worry!" Andrei Milanovich also assured Mirabeau Plenkovic with a serious face that he would treat it with caution.