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Chapter 74 Smoke

 Early the next morning, the surviving commandos received new orders. They were to send the captured prisoners to the concentration camp in Kimberley and then return to Cape Town.

"Damn war, I never want to come back. What I miss most now is the big man's honest face. Give me a comfortable bed. I can sleep for two whole days." Henry lay in the carriage and wailed.

Gram and Phyllis were relatively speechless, feeling that Henry was not mature enough to have a child.

"If you take a shortcut from here to Kimberley, you have to pass through the Orange Free State. This road is not safe. The Boer guerrillas may attack us at any time. We must be prepared at any time." Rock is loading bullets into the bullet bag.

, Winston still has some effect, at least Rock and the others obtained enough dum bombs.

"Can't we use other methods?" Phyllis is a military novice and has wild ideas, but they are of no use.

"It would be difficult to take a detour. There is no train between Dordrecht and Kimberley. If we take a detour, it may take a month or two." Rock had no choice. The war horse had become a receipt and was of no use. Fortunately,

Due to the counterattack of the expeditionary force, the Boer coalition forces are on the defensive as a whole. As long as they are careful, there will be no major problems.

Phyllis's mouth bulged, but she didn't say anything. In front of Roark, Phyllis was now very careful about her image.

"Hey, brothers, there's good news -" Winston hurried over and handed Rock a check. The number on it was a bit scary: "The guerrillas and Boer coalition forces you annihilated are all rewarded.

The cheapest Boer coalition is worth ten pounds each, and the guerrillas are worth twenty pounds. I helped you get a round number. When you return to Cape Town, remember to treat me to a drink."

In order to defeat the Boers as soon as possible, the expeditionary force headquarters tried every means, and bounties were just one of them.

However, the British were a bit stingy and offered too little reward. There were only 440,000 Boers in total. If the expeditionary force headquarters raised the reward to 100 pounds per Boer, the war would have been over long ago.

During the entire Second Boer War, the British government paid 220 million pounds, so even if the British offered each Boer 100 pounds, the British would only need to pay 44 million pounds to drive out all the Boers. But the British did not do that.

Even the current bounties are only honored on a small scale. The British will not even admit such a thing. It is impossible for the British Empire to use such despicable means to win the war.

The number on the check was 5,000 pounds, which was a bit high compared to the number of guerrillas and Boer coalition members killed by the commandos.

Rock can understand that this should also include hush money. The expeditionary force headquarters certainly does not want Rock and other police officers to steal the limelight of the regular army. Spending money to buy peace is a good choice.

"I suddenly like this place again. This is a hunting ground for the strong." Henry's eyes were shining when he looked at the check. 5,000 pounds was a huge sum of money in this era, but if divided among all the commandos, it wouldn't be much.
Of course, it cannot be divided equally. According to the rules of the Cape Town Police Department, it is about half for the police officers and half for the police officers. The police officers who died in the battle will not participate in the sharing. Their pensions will be divided between the Cape Colony Government and the Expeditionary Force Command.

Pay.

This is actually quite a lot, after all, it is two pensions.

Before departure, it began to drizzle. The commandos were wearing raincoats and huddled in the open carriage to keep warm while cursing the damn weather.

The carriage moved very slowly, less than ten kilometers per hour. In such weather, there was no need to worry about attacks by the Boer guerrillas. After all, the Boer guerrillas were not iron men, and they had to rest even on rainy days.

"Damn it, damn it -" Henry hunched over, shielding himself from the drizzle, trying to light a cigar, but because the match was damp, Henry wasted a whole box of matches and failed to light the cigar.

"Try this." Rock handed the lighter given by Ada to Henry.

"What is this?" Henry looked like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

Rock lit the lighter casually, and Henry's eyes were brighter than the flame of the lighter: "It's amazing, what is this?"

"As you can see, lighter." Rock's mood was not good, just like the drizzle in the sky.

"Where did it come from?" Henry asked for the lighter, treating it like a treasure, and accidentally found the words on the bottom of the lighter: "To Roque - Ada! What a couple, I smell the sour smell of love!"



Your sister, you are sour and smelly!

When Rock looked up, he saw Phyllis's shining eyes and snatched the lighter back.

The carriage suddenly came to a slow stop. Rock faced the rain and looked around, but found nothing.

"The road ahead has been washed away by the flood, and we can't move forward. Head, we may have to find a place to camp." Anton held his rifle and trotted over through the rain.

"Can't it be repaired?" Luo Ke was speechless. Where to camp in the barren mountains?

"There's no way to repair it. We have to take a detour. If we can't find a place to camp after dark, we can only stay in the carriage." Anton wiped the rain off his face, looked up at the sky, lowered his head and wiped again.

Put.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

"Get off the car, everyone get off the car, and find a place to camp." Rock was helpless. It was impossible to stay in the carriage. There was not even a shed in the carriage. If this continued, he would definitely catch a cold. Don't underestimate the cold in 1900.

, a little carelessness can kill someone.

"Locke, what should we do?" Henry jumped down awkwardly. The cigar in his mouth was already wet from the rain, and Henry was reluctant to throw it away.

"I don't know." Rock didn't know where to go. This was already in the Orange Free State, and it was Rock's first time here.

"The guide told me that there is a town not far from this direction." Anton gave an answer, because the commando team had to pass through the Orange Free State, so when leaving Dordrecht, the commando team

Boer guides were hired.

Then go, no matter how simple a house is, it can protect you from the wind and rain, and it is better than camping in the open air.

Rock underestimated how far "not far" was, and it wasn't until the sun set that Rock and the others finally saw a town.

This town is not big, with only a dozen or so sparse households. It’s really tiring to travel on a rainy day. When he saw the town, Rock didn’t even have the energy to cheer. He just wanted to find a warm room to stay for a while.

Just when Rock and the others were about to arrive in the town, Rock suddenly realized something was wrong.

Just under a big tree outside the town, Rock found two red dots that flickered on and off.

This is someone smoking. It’s raining so hard and it’s night. Who would smoke here?

***The author has something to say***

It is impossible to add more updates, and it is impossible to add more updates in this life. For a Buddhist salted fish, he can only maintain his life by acting coquettishly and cutely twice a day——


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