Chapter 870 Take over the mine

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“Mr. Chief, what’s the matter with you?”

Captain Grandi looked at the old chief sitting opposite him with a flustered expression, and asked in doubt.

“Mr. Grandi, Mr. Mirabeau!” The old chief responded to the two with a solemn expression on his face: “We may be in trouble!”

“What the **** is going on?” Captain Grandi and Mirabo Plenkovic looked at each other, they really didn’t understand what the old chief meant.

“My subordinates just reported to me that there was a large group of soldiers 600-700 meters away from the tribe, and they are heading here!” The old chief said solemnly to Captain Grandi and Mira Po. Plenkovic said.

Captain Grandi and Mirabeau Plenkovic both had expressions of surprise on their faces. Unexpectedly, a large group of soldiers could appear “out of thin air” in the borders of France.

“Could it be a Portuguese soldier?” Mirabo Plenkovic asked Captain Grandi next to him.

Captain Grandi frowned, shook his head and responded to Mirabo Plenkovic: “It shouldn’t be! As far as I know, the nearest stronghold in Portugal is at least 200-300 kilometers away from us!”

“Who could that be?” Mirabo Plenkovich whispered, “Could it be a mercenary under the slave caravan!”

“It’s possible!” Captain Grandi nodded and said to Mirabeau Plenkovic. Then he turned his attention to the old chief and said, “Mr. Chief, has your French flag been hung up?”

The old chief nodded and replied to Captain Grandi: “I have ordered the flag of France to be hoisted!”

“Since the national flag has been hoisted, it shouldn’t be a big deal!” Captain Grandi responded to the old chief with a sullen expression.

“Really?” The old chief, who had no 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’s Palace. Even the British Kingdom cannot attack the tribes that fly the French flag at will! Unless they want to start a war with France!” The chief responded.

“That’s good! That’s good!” The old chief’s flustered heart finally calmed down.

Since they all said flying the French flag would keep the tribe safe, the old chief had nothing to fear.

After a while, the indigenous officer reappeared in front of the old chief. He reported the current situation to the old chief in indigenous language. The current indigenous soldiers and soldiers from afar have 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 Mirabo Plenkovich.

After the old chief had listened quietly to the speech of the native officer, he turned his eyes to Captain Grandi.

Before Captain Grandi could speak, Captain Grandi proficiently spoke to the old chief in the Ntuya language: “Mr. Chief, no translation is needed! I can understand!”

The old chief immediately became extremely embarrassed, and he asked Captain Grandi intermittently: “Mr. Grandi, when did you learn our language!”

“It was a long time ago! However, I did not systematically learn the language of your tribe, but the languages ​​of other tribes!” Captain Grandi smacked his lips, paused and said, “Although your language is the same as the rest of you There are some differences between the tribes, but in general, the difference is not big! As long as you pay a little attention, you can achieve integration!”

“So that’s how it is!” The old chief gave a wry smile. He suddenly felt that in order to prevent Captain Grandi from eavesdropping on communicating in indigenous languages, he might be a fool in Captain Grandi’s eyes.

Later, 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 waiting for the old chief to speak, Captain Grandi forcibly interrupted: “Mr. Chief, we should go out!”

“Yes!” The old chief responded with a promise.

Captain Grandi, Mirabo Plenkovich, and the old chief arrived at the gate of the tribe, then passed through the phalanx of the indigenous people and came to the forefront.

Here, they saw the Foreign Legion in blue and white uniforms.

Andrei Milanovic, who was in charge of leading the team, hurried forward when he saw Mirapo Plenkovic.

Mirabo Plenkovich also moved forward excitedly. Seeing this, the old chief hurriedly ordered his indigenous soldiers to put away their spears.

Mirapo Plenkovic and Andrei Milanovic met in the middle of the army. After the two shook hands, Mirapo Plenkovic asked Andrei Milanovic Wonder why you are here.

Andrei Milanovic told Mirabo Plenkovic that he had come here under the order of the Governor’s Palace, in order to replace the scientific research team to guard the open pit, so that the scientific research team could Feel free to move on.

“Well? Didn’t the experts come with you?” Mirapo Plenkovic asked Andrei Miranovich curiously.

“How long has it been since the Governor’s Palace was built? Where can we find ready-made experts to identify minerals!” Andrei Milanovic shook his head and said to Mirabo Plenkovic, “However, Rusty Secretary-General Nirvana is ready to recruit mining experts in Libreville!

If nothing else, it will be recruited in the last two days!

When the results come out, I will send someone to inform you! ”

“Yes! I see!” Mirabo Plenkovic nodded to Andrei Milanovich.

Later, Mirabo Plenkovic introduced the old chief of the Ntuya tribe to Andrei Milanovic.

“Dear major, welcome to the Ntuya tribe!” The old chief said respectfully to Andrei Milanovich in French.

“Yes!” Andrei Mirapovic nodded and responded perfunctorily, “In the next few days, please take more photos!”

“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 organize such a banquet, the old chief deliberately took out part of the spoils seized yesterday to entertain Andrei Milanovich and his party.

Everyone sang and danced around the bonfire, and the colonizers and the colonized showed unprecedented harmony at this moment.

The bonfire party lasted until about ten o’clock in the evening. The cold midnight wind gently blew the teepee tents outside the Ntuya tribe and made rustling noises, while the soldiers living in the tents were covered with a sheet of wool. The made of blankets fall asleep peacefully.

Early the next morning, with the sound of a loud bugle, the soldiers living in the tent yawned and got up one after another. Those who came out of the tent, under the order of the superior sergeant, would cover them. The tent, which had been windy overnight, was put back into the luggage behind it.

After all the tents were fully retracted, Andrei Milanovic ordered the company to have breakfast on the spot.

Each soldier stuffed the chocolate and bread prepared in advance into their mouths, and then quietly waited for the coffee.

After about 20 minutes, Andrei Milanovich shouted, “The coffee is ready! Come and get it yourself if you need it.” After that, the soldiers took out the coffee utensils from their rucksacks again. , line up for coffee.

A full pot of coffee was quickly consumed by more than 200 people, and everyone just received a cup of coffee.

After drinking the coffee, the soldiers immediately jumped up in spirit. Under the order of Andrei Milanovich, the soldiers lined up again in two formations and were ready to set off at any time.

At this moment, Captain Grandi and Mirabo Plenkovic walked out of the tribe and came to Andrei Milanovic.

“It is worthy of being a French army, how can such a military posture have no reason to win a battle!” Captain Grandi couldn’t help but praised the group of foreign troops in front of him. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The soldiers of the Foreign Legion all had smiles on their faces. Although most of them were not part of the Foreign Legion more than a year ago, their long-term experience in the military has completely transformed them into a member of the military.

Now they are very proud to be part of the French Foreign Legion!

“Mirapo, where is the open-pit mine now? Can you take me there!” Andrei Milanovic asked Mirapo Plenkovic.

“Of course! I just happen to have to call all the guards stationed there!” Mirabo Plenkovic said to Andrei Milanovic.

Immediately afterwards, under the leadership of Mirabo Plenkovic, Andrei Milanovic and his party set off westward.

After walking for about two and a half hours, Andrei Milanovic and others arrived at the destination of their trip.

Dozens of soldiers in charge of guarding the open-pit mine saluted Mirapo Plenkovic and Andrei Milanovic after seeing them arrive.

“It’s hard work!” Mirapo Plenkovich said to them while returning a military salute.

“It’s not hard!” The soldiers shook their heads and said to Mirabo Plenkovich.

Mirapo Plenkovic smiled slightly, then turned to Andrei Milanovic and said, “Okay! Andrei, I’ll give you all the defense of this place now! I hope you can be cautious. Guard here until the Governor’s Office sends experts to investigate!”

“Don’t worry!” Andrei Milanovich also assured Mirabo Plenkovic with a serious face that he would treat it with caution.

“That’s good! I’ll go first!”

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