"My child, the fate of the ethnic group is in your hands." Bablu's body swayed as the troop carrier drove, and his mind kept thinking about his father's instructions before he died. Now he is the "African Nation"
A big leader, the leader of a ragtag group of people.
In Africa, which is always hot, a temperature of 20 degrees will make people feel cold and they need to wear cotton clothes. There is no way to survive at minus 20 degrees. Under the bitter cold of nuclear winter, Bablu watched his relatives and friends fall one by one.
But there was nothing he could do.
In the vast African continent, survival is always a problem. In order to survive, all kinds of things that challenge the limits of human beings have been done. In the past year, Bablu relied on the knowledge and skills he learned in the past to become a
A strong warrior and leader.
But in the face of nature, the ability of an individual is too small. The African National Congress has gathered tens of thousands of people, but Baburu has no ability to feed these people. They are already the largest force in southern Angola, and the other is
Their mortal enemy 'African League'.
The two indigenous forces in Angola both gave themselves very impressive names, but this did not bring them much benefit. In order to survive, they attacked and killed each other without mercy. But in the end, there was nothing worth them.
They continued to kill because their homeland was completely destroyed.
When everything was at the end and everyone was about to die, Bablu thought that he should stop this stupid behavior. But what to do after he stopped? No one knew. Until Bane's forces sent an invitation for multi-party talks.
"How should we get help from those white people?"
The person being questioned by Bablu was the leader of the African National League, Josie, a cold, fierce, and cruel old man. He was already considered a rare older man among black Africans, and it was precisely because of his rich experience that he
Survived an extremely cruel struggle for survival.
Now Angola's 'African National League' and 'ANC' have to sit down and deal with the 'Bane forces' in the north. Now everyone is looking forward to getting some benefits from this meeting, food, clothing, fuel
, security commitments, anything.
The old black man Josie no longer had a strong body. He sat opposite Bablu like an old tree and said in a low voice: "We must keep the balance between those white people, otherwise we will have no possibility of survival. And
The key is not to let Bane become too powerful."
"Dear old Josie, how I wish I could be as wise as you." Bablu has the bravery and enterprising spirit of a young man, but he is more reckless than tough. He could only ask the older man, "What are we doing now?"
The power is very bad, what should be done to change it?”
"cheat!"
Old Josie uttered one word.
"Liar?" Bablu frowned in confusion, "Who did you lie to?"
"Lie to everyone."
Old Josie seemed to be testing Bablu's understanding. But Bablu's understanding seemed to be average. He shook his head and said that he couldn't think of any way to cheat?
"We want the people in Bann to think that we are very useful, and we want Dongshuang to think that protecting us means protecting herself. The most important thing is to deceive the Chinese. They have food in their hands, so we must win them over.
As our support."
Old Qiaoxi's words were like a light in the darkness, illuminating the darkness in Bablu's heart. But when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that the other party didn't say anything, it was all nonsense.
"Dear old Josie, we are about to arrive at Cacuso Town. Please tell me how to cheat?" Bablu wanted to know a specific method.
"There is no way to have a plan for this kind of thing. Just look at my face and act accordingly." At the last moment when he arrived in Cacuso Town, Old Josie gave his final warning, "The people in Ben are arrogant."
Dongshuang is violent and the Chinese people are tolerant, so we need to respond in a targeted manner."
While they were talking, the two converging indigenous forces had arrived at the meeting site. Africa is now in a mess, and each force has no formal diplomatic institutions. Those who came to the talks could only gather together to exchange views. The first thing is simple
Let’s meet and settle down a little before we talk.
This was originally a serious talk related to life and death. It could even be said to have far-reaching influence and determine the future political structure and geopolitical structure of Angola and even the whole of Africa. However, in this talk, a happy joke was inserted into it. At this moment
He is performing.
Zhou Qingfeng spoke in Northeastern dialect and still held Wen Tianyu's shoulders. He had just finished shouting about giving all kinds of supplies, and then turned to scolding Fang Qiu and yelled: "The great leader *** taught us
——The vast world has great potential!
Today's Africa is really a pile of weak scum. Regardless of the European invaders or the local indigenous people, they are all trash. I am not boasting, I don't look down on them at all.
Africa is such a large piece of fertile and fertile land. It needs to be cultivated, mines can be mined, forests are forests, and lakes are lakes. God allows this land to be lacking in everything. It is a huge waste to allow black people to occupy it.
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The Cataclysm is a catastrophe, a heartbreaking catastrophe. But after the catastrophe, there is new life! Don't be afraid, just because the beginning is difficult does not mean that it will be difficult in the future. As long as I am here, what can't be done? As long as we work together,
Let’s see who in the world can defeat you!
Some of you are short of supplies, and you are worried that someone will covet you when you start a business. You have to be careful and hide for fear of being harmed. But I have piles of supplies, but no one will use them. As long as we cooperate,
It is absolutely possible to recreate China in Africa.
We first settled on the fertile land in the tropical region of central Africa. This place has mountains, water, and extremely rich light and heat resources. Just sow a seed, and crops will grow in the ground. Just dig a piece of soil.
There are minerals popping up.
Africa has the Atlantic Ocean on its left and the Indian Ocean on its right. When you enter, you can peek at Europe, drink from the Mediterranean Sea, and ride the Ocean Horse; when you retreat, you can dominate the Middle East, point your sword at the Asia-Europe Bridge, and sleep on Persian cats. As long as we have this foundation, the world will be big.
Where can’t I go?
This is a great opportunity that history has given us to rule the earth, a rare opportunity in thousands of years. If we don't seize it, our ancestors will be so angry that they won't be able to hold down the coffin boards, and our children and grandchildren will be eager to eat cold pig heads for us.
Brothers, you and I are destined. Come, today is the occasion for us to join forces. Have a drink, strengthen our morale, and celebrate the creation of an era for us."
Zhou Qingfeng actually took out a wine bottle from his body, raised his neck and drank a few big sips, then handed it to Wen Tianyu.
Wen Tianyu was so dizzy that he could no longer tell the difference between east, west and north. He had no idea where this stupid young man came from. But what the other party said made his blood boil and his heart surge. Africa at the moment is indeed a good place to make achievements.
ah!
According to the description in this stupid young man’s words, it seems that the beauty of the prosperous age is really within reach, and the dream of ambition and hegemony has come true. In front of him, it seems that instead of the ruins of a dilapidated and desolate town, he is looking at the bustling Tiananmen Rostrum, full of flowers.
Bablu, who was watching the show on the side, was also stunned. Although he couldn't understand what Zhou Qingfeng was saying, he always felt that the man in front of him had stolen everyone's limelight. He turned to old Qiao Xi, "This man
What kind of character is it? How should we deal with it?"
Old Qiao Xi was also a bit stupid, and it took him a long time to reply, "This person should be our colleague. His deception skills have reached an advanced level. He can deceive people to the point of being unable to extricate himself with just a few words. We have met our opponent."