Killing Galbraith is not an easy task. At this time, McClare is full of rebels. Let alone killing Galbraith, it is very difficult to find Galbraith. Brad's office may be able to do it.
The Cape State Government wouldn't even think about it.
However, it is not easy to get help from Bullard's office. Although Southern Africa is a whole, the Cape State government is incompatible with the federal government. Edmund Law's previous refusal of the Ministry of Justice's intervention has completely cut off his own escape route.
, going to Bullard's office at this time can only bring shame on oneself, and the state government can only find a solution on its own.
Just when Edmund Law and Mackenzie were plotting to assassinate Galbraith, in just three days, the total number of MacLair's rebels had increased to 3,000, and the situation was developing rapidly in an uncontrollable direction.
"In one week at most, our number will grow to 10,000. At that time, we can occupy the Port of St. John, create greater momentum, and publicly raise our demands, rebels? Stop being so funny, we
We are not rebels, we are just dissatisfied with the tyranny of the Cape State government and hope to break away from Cape State and decide our own destiny -" Galbraith has just turned forty this year. He is a very ambitious man, but it is a pity that he was born
At the wrong time, he tried to run for Congress and state legislators many times without success.
Galbraith was not stupid, on the contrary, he was a very smart man. In southern Africa today, those who dare to rebel are fools. Galbraith only achieved his goals in this way.
In order to avoid possible attacks by the federal and state governments, Galbraith had already left McClair and hid in the mountains near McClair.
There are currently less than 500 people in the camp where Galbraith is located, and these people are Galbraith's confidants.
"Galbraith, you can't succeed. The federal and state governments will not agree to your unreasonable demands." Phil Boone is the Deputy Minister of Home Affairs of the Cape State Government. He was previously ordered to come to Maclair to negotiate with Galbraith.
As a result, he was detained by Galbraith.
"Of course that bastard Edmund Law won't, but the federal government will definitely do it. The federal government has long disliked you bastards. This is your own fault." Galbraith was proud, using the federal government and the government to
Due to the conflict between Puzhou, he did have a chance to achieve his goal.
"Galbraith, you are half right. There is indeed a conflict between the federal government and the Cape State government, but you will never achieve your goals in this way, otherwise you will have endless troubles and never have peace -" Du
Ping's face was pale. He seemed to be in good spirits and had not been violently treated by the rebels.
"Shut up, Du, you'd better agree to my request and immediately send a telegram to the Marquis of Nyasaland to tell him my true purpose, otherwise you won't be as relaxed and happy as you are now -" Galbraith was fierce, he
Dare to offend Edmund Law, but dare not offend Roark.
Roque's evil reputation was known to everyone in southern Africa, which gave Galbraith great courage, and Galbraith did not dare to openly raise the flag of rebellion.
This is also the real reason why Galbraith did not dare to kill Dupin even though Dupin did not agree to Galbraith's request.
"What is your real purpose? To break away from Cape State and establish the Eastern Cape? You can go to the Lord yourself." Du Ping sneered. The federal government indeed hopes to separate Cape State, but not in this way.
"You think I haven't looked for it? It's a pity that the Marquis of Nyasaland doesn't treat us white people as well as he treats you Chinese people. Phil Boone, you'd better send a telegram to that old guy Edmund. Someone hopes
Seeing us white people killing each other, so that old bastard Edmund had better agree to my request——" Galbraith respects his own troops, and this is also an obvious double standard on his part.
"Sir -" There was a sudden knock on the door, and a man wearing the uniform of a former Southern African Expeditionary Force officer appeared at the door.
"Yang, come in quickly, is there any good news?" Galbraith looked forward to it.
The smile on Yang's face was very forced.
The smile on Galbraith's face immediately disappeared. When he asked Yang to sit down, he did not forget to ask Philburn and Dupin to be taken away.
"We need more bullets -" Du Ping only vaguely heard this sentence as he left the room.
"Bullets, we need more bullets--" Yang looked sad. His full name was Yang Van Riebeeck.
Since there is "Fan" in his name, it means that Yang is of Boer descent, and he is probably from a noble family.
"Don't worry, I will find a way -" Galbraith promised, but his mouth was a little bitter: "-but before we get more bullets, we must use them sparingly."
Southern Africa does not allow civilians to possess high-power military weapons, and the control of bullets is also very strict.
Although Galbraith purchased some weapons and ammunition through some special channels, the quantity was still limited after all, and there was no stable source of supply. However, Galbraith would definitely not tell the whole story. As a rebel leader, he had to organize logistics and ensure stability.
Military spirit is also really difficult.
"In order for those troops to have better combat effectiveness, they must be rigorously trained. Many of them have never been exposed to weapons before and have not received sufficient training. Once a battle occurs-" Yang frowned, and now rebelled
Although the army looks huge, it is actually a mob. Not to mention the regular federal army with aircraft and tanks, even if it faces the armored vehicles of the Cape State National Guard, it will probably be defeated at the first touch.
With the rapid development of science and technology, rebellion has become increasingly difficult.
During the Second Boer War, the Boer Allied Forces still had room to fight guerrillas with the British Expeditionary Force.
If it were now, the Boer coalition would probably have no choice but to surrender.
"Don't take it too seriously, Yang. If a battle really breaks out, McClair's troops can all give up. Those people are cannon fodder and are not worthy of trust at all." Galbraith is already ready to give up most of the rebels. If he really faces
Attacked by federal regular troops, Galbraith was at risk of leaving southern Africa.
However, if faced with the Cape State National Guard, Galbraith believes that the rebels still have a chance.
"If we can, we should negotiate with the state government." Yang is not optimistic about the prospects of the rebels. Galbraith is a complete opportunist, and the possibility of success is slim.
"Even if we are negotiating, we should talk with the federal government, not the Cape State government." Galbraith hopes to have a dialogue with the federal government. The Cape State government will definitely not agree to split up Cape State. The only way to do this is with the federal government.
This is only possible through government negotiations.
"Then why don't we release Mr. Tax Officer and let Mr. Tax Officer go to Pretoria to show our goodwill." Yang suggested actively. He had participated in the World War and was familiar with Roque's personal style.
Now, to put it bluntly, Rock is just watching from afar. If Cape State cannot quell the rebellion as soon as possible, Rock will not let the gaffe continue to develop.
After Rock sent his troops into Cape State, everything was irreversible.
"Ha, Yang, this is not what you are good at. What you have to do is to train an invincible army for me. I will be responsible for other things." Galbraith will definitely not let him go, so Galbraith will have nothing in his hands.
All the chips are gone.
The room where Dupin was imprisoned was not far from Galbraith's office. The facilities in the room were actually pretty good, with a desk, bed, and bathroom. Three meals a day were delivered directly to the room.
There is never a shortage of food in southern Africa. Du Ping's three meals a day are of a good standard, including vegetables, meat and fruits, and are quite nutritious.
Although he was in jail, Du Ping did not give up on himself. After three meals a day, he would also do a lot of physical exercise. This was a habit he developed at Nyasaland University. In any case, he must first have a
Good health.
Today's dinner was quite sumptuous. In addition to chicken, Du Ping also got a fish.
After dinner, Du Ping put the dinner plates away in the doorway and knocked gently.
"Sir, have you found the book I asked for?"
The hand outside the door took away the dinner plate and then handed in a book.
"Thank you, thank you very much -" Du Ping was overjoyed. While taking the book, he handed over a five rand gold coin.
Southern Africa is the only country in the world where gold coins are still in circulation.
This is a magazine "Cell" published by Nyasaland University two months ago. Du Ping developed good habits when he was studying at Nyasaland University. This magazine was purchased by Du Ping before.
In time, Dupin was detained by Galbraith.
Touching the brand new magazine cover and smelling the faint fragrance of ink, Du Ping smiled bitterly and turned to the first page.
What surprised Du Ping was that someone had crookedly written a line of numbers with a pencil on the first page.
"F——" Du Ping lost his composure instantly. Before he could read the magazine, someone had graffitied randomly. The anger in Du Ping's heart was even worse than that of being under house arrest by Galbraith.
As a hobbyist, Du Ping couldn't stand this kind of behavior. He got up and walked around the room, but couldn't find the eraser, so he could only return to his desk dejectedly.
1922.2.73:00
This is obviously a combination of date and time. Du Ping doesn't know who wrote this time, but after calculation, February 7th seems to be tomorrow——
3 o'clock tomorrow morning?
Du Ping looked at this time and fell into deep thought. After a while, Du Ping closed the page of the book and began to exercise in the open space of the room.
No matter what happens at 3 a.m. tomorrow, Dupin needs to be at his best.
There was no talking all night, and at 3 o'clock in the morning, there was a gentle knock on Du Ping's door.
"Who?" Du Ping hadn't slept and had been waiting in the room early.
"Shhh-" The sound of unlocking the door came, and then three men in black appeared in front of Du Ping.
"Stop talking and follow me -" the man in black spoke in Chinese.