The next day, Ernesto signed a sales agreement with Iron Four Corners Company and sold the Itabira plantation to Iron Four Corners Company.
Blackmail also depends on the target. If it is a company that has just been established and does not have a strong background, then Ernesto will definitely want to extort a large sum of money.
Forget about the Iron Four that was jointly established by Nyasaland Company and Adan Company. These two are not easy to mess with and are not good targets for blackmail.
What's more, the price offered by Iron Four Corners Company is really not low. It is definitely high compared to coffee plantations, but compared with the iron ore buried underground in Itabira, it is still a drop in the bucket.
Anyway, everyone is happy.
When the news spread back to southern Africa, Rock was equally happy.
Two of the three iron ore mines with the largest reserves in the world are already owned by Rock. If this news were released, many people would probably go crazy.
While Nyasaland Capital is conquering cities and territories in South America, the atmosphere on the U.S.-Canada border is becoming increasingly tense.
The 1st Armored Division has arrived in Halifax and has successfully entered the Halifax Army Base.
A Southern African Corps of Engineers also arrived in Halifax to build a military airfield next to the army base.
With the establishment of the Atlantic Fleet, Patton was naturally promoted to Commander of the Atlantic Fleet and concurrently Commander-in-Chief of the Halifax Base. The Southern African garrison in Halifax increased to more than 8,000 people.
The nominal number is 8,000, but the actual combat troops are less than 4,000, and the rest are all base logistics personnel.
"Most of the buildings on the base are in disrepair. A large amount of money will be needed to completely repair them. The help that the Canadian government can provide is limited, and we have to be self-reliant." Liu Chengbi, chief of staff of the Atlantic Fleet, is Patton's old partner and joined the Southern Fleet earlier than Patton.
The African Navy is a new generation of generals who grew up with Patton.
Liu Chengbi had just finished studying at the Royal Naval College at Dartmouth, with the rank of rear admiral. If you calculate it this way, Barton can be regarded as Liu Chengbi's senior.
"It doesn't matter. We have obtained the franchise in Canada. We can transport products from southern Africa to Canada for sale. It seems that Canada does not have an airline yet. Let Smith go to Nyasaland Airlines to order some civil aviation transport aircraft. Let's eat this crab.
"Patton is not good at doing business, but there are people who are good at doing business. It is not surprising for the military to do business in southern Africa. The Military Service Society is a semi-commercial organization led by the Ministry of Defense in Southern Africa.
"Then we have to set up a company." Liu Chengbi is also good at business. He is already a general and still has to worry about money. It's like a ghost.
"No, find some Canadian companies to cooperate with. You can find a few more and let them compete with each other." Barton learned a lot from Roque. You can't make enough money, and you can't make money without a purpose.
"General, conflict has broken out again between the Canadian Border Patrol and the U.S. National Guard, and New Brunswick is once again asking us to intervene," Patton's secretary reported.
"How many times has this happened this month?" Patton was also helpless. The Southern African troops stationed in Canada are a deterrent force and in principle do not interfere in these minor frictions on the US-Canada border.
"The fourth time——" Liu Chengbi understood the situation very well.
"This won't work anyway. How about sending a detachment of troops to support us?" Patton wanted to teach the Americans a lesson.
"Let them change their clothes into Canadian Border Patrol clothes." Liu Chengbi also wanted to test the combat effectiveness of the U.S. National Guard.
"It is more convenient to select some white officers and soldiers." Patton added that there are still many white people serving in the southern African army.
"Try to find Germans as much as possible -" Liu Chengbi is insidious. After the World War, Americans committed countless crimes in Germany. In fact, Germans in southern Africa do not hate the British and French, but they gnash their teeth at Americans.
The conflict between Britain, France and Germany has been going on for a long time and they have hurt each other for hundreds of years. It has long been unclear who is right and who is wrong.
The United States is an extraterritorial country and does not have any deep interest entanglements with Britain, France and Germany. Before the outbreak of the world war, the United States refused to accept anyone who came to it, and it was doing great business. After making money from Germany and Britain and France, it would be embarrassing; when the world war broke out, trade
Cut off, the United States really couldn't make any money, so it ended directly and became the last straw for Germany.
After the World War, the U.S. military was responsible for managing the German prisoner-of-war camps along the Rhine River, which resulted in a large number of deaths of German officers and soldiers in the prisoner-of-war camps. In the past two years, several "mass graves" containing thousands of corpses were discovered on both sides of the Rhine River. Most of them were
It is related to the atrocities committed by the US military.
Therefore, the Germans in southern Africa do not need to mobilize to fight Americans.
Patton and Liu Chengbi were very efficient. In just two days, they selected more than a hundred white soldiers to go to New Brunswick, most of them Germans.
"The National Guard is actually a militia. These Yankees are extremely insidious. They often compare large armies to each other, and then send people to provoke our Border Patrol. Sometimes they even use old, weak, women and children to lure us into the trap. They will even cross the border unscrupulously.
They attack our patrols at the border and sometimes even rob the property of residents near the border." The person in charge of reception was Captain Christopher, who participated in the World War and is still serving in the Border Patrol.
"Robbery?" Captain Hans from southern Africa couldn't believe it.
"Yes, it's robbery. The United States is originally a country composed of bandits. This is normal and very American." Christopher sneered. The United States in this era is not yet a beacon of democracy.
Captain Hans was speechless and silently took out the finger tiger from his pocket and put it on his hand.
Not far across the way, a dozen or so Maine National Guard troops were approaching. According to Christopher, despite the fact that there were very few people on the other side, there were still many people hiding in the woods not far away.
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"What is this?" Christopher didn't know Zhihu, but he looked very powerful.
"The tiger finger is very effective in hand-to-hand combat." Captain Hans said with emotion. The Canadian Border Patrol was too kind, so they were pushed to the ground and rubbed by the Americans.
"Is there any extra?" Christopher was eager to try.
"Here you go -" Hans handed Christopher a swing stick and taught him how to use it.
Christopher immediately had a great time playing with it, throwing it out and taking it back, like a child who gets a new toy.
How childish!
"Bastards, we meet again, are your injuries healed?" Before the two patrols encountered each other, the National Guard began to provoke.
"Are you ready to get spanked?"
"I'm going to make you live in fear for the rest of your lives!"
"Suffer death, you bastard—"
Nearly all the National Guard members were laughing loudly, and one even jumped off his horse, unbuttoned his pants and urinated on the Border Patrol.
Except for Christopher, all the officers and soldiers around Hans were southern African soldiers.
Hans said nothing and drove his horse towards the urinating National Guard soldiers.
"Asshole, do you see clearly? I'm going to slap your mouth with it!" The National Guard soldier who was peeing was extremely arrogant and did not seem to realize that the danger was coming.
"Drink-" Hans suddenly urged his horse and rushed towards the National Guard soldiers who made rude remarks.
"It's a trick..." The National Guard soldier didn't have time to put away his crime tools. There was a large area of wetness on his pants, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
"Hahahaha, look at this bastard-"
"Do you still wet your pants at such an old age?"
"He was frightened——"
The soldiers beside Hans laughed.
"Asshole, I'm going to teach you a lesson!" The guy who had put on his trousers rushed towards Hans with the rifle still on his shoulder and had no intention of taking it off.
Neither the National Guard nor the Border Patrol seem to want to escalate the situation, as long as no shots are fired, injuries are commonplace.
Hans sneered, raised his legs and dismounted, looking at the guy charging at him with great calmness.
Before the aggressive guy could swing his fist, Hans punched him hard in the face.
This was a fist with a finger on it. The aggressive guy didn't even have time to block it before he was knocked to the ground. Before it hit the ground, there seemed to be blood and teeth flying in the air.
Just as Hans started to attack, other National Guard officers and soldiers and members of the Border Patrol collided violently. Suddenly, there were shouts and curses, punches to the flesh, screams and wails.
The National Guard never dreamed that the Border Patrol would make such rapid progress in just a few days.
So fast that the National Guard hiding in the woods had not even arrived on the battlefield, and the melee was over.
The people lying on the ground were all National Guard officers and soldiers, and Hans's men were almost unscathed.
"Asshole, beat him up!" The reinforcements of the National Guard officers and soldiers did not have a rich vocabulary of curses. They just used the words "stupid pig" and "asshole" over and over again, showing no culture at all.
Hans was not afraid in the face of danger and led his men to bravely attack them, and a melee broke out again.
Hans was also ambushed. When the National Guard reinforcements arrived, Hans's men were also outflanking him.
By the time the National Guard reacted, they were already heavily surrounded.
"Don't take away their guns, take away all the bullets and clothes, and take away all the horses. Haha, these Americans are really rich, and they can even afford thoroughbred horses -" Hans won a great victory, and the spoils were still
Yes, the Atlantic Fleet is really short of money right now.
"Assholes, you can't insult us--" A member of the National Guard decisively raised his gun.
"Put down the gun. You know the consequences of shooting. If you dare to shoot, then all of you will die!" Hans's expression was gloomy. If he didn't shoot, no matter how serious the consequences were, they would be within control.
Once a shot is fired, it will be difficult to talk about it, and friction may develop into a conflict, and furthermore, it may become a local war.
"You can't do this, get out of here, I'll shoot -" the heavily surrounded National Guard soldiers did not give up.
"Hahaha, go ahead -"
"Be brave, bitch, what you're holding isn't a fire stick—"
Hans's men were laughing and joking around.
The surrounded National Guard soldier was accidentally hit in the back of the head with a rifle butt.
If this was done harshly, someone would be killed.
