Chapter 1107: Fierce opponent

North of Luanda, the coastal road. A huge convoy is raising the sky, and thousands of people are advancing on the highway at high speed. The leading AMX-56 'Leclerc' main battle tanks have high gun barrels and are powerful!
This unit set off from Soyo, a refining town in northern Angola, and traveled hundreds of kilometers, with its target pointing directly to Luanda. The convoy passed many abandoned towns along the way and approached the town of Bengo, just outside Luanda, before stopping.
The convoy was stationed in the town, placed on alert, and set up a headquarters. The head of the team jumped out of the car with a guard and asked the followers, "How is the situation with the Aurora Corps?"
In the followers, the dusty Kuch quickly rushed out and shouted: "Dear leader, I just led a team to destroy a transport train of the Aurora Corps, and also confirmed the fact that the head of the army and the Angolan Chinese forces colluded. Allow me Give you some loot and captives. "
The leader in Kouchi's mouth is a tall, middle-aged man with a bald head, a red face, a large ornate military uniform, a scepter in his hand, and a high-spirited stance. When he just got out of the car, the guards lined up in salute and shouted in unison, `` Only obey Bann. ''
Kuch was kneeling in front of his leader to report, respectful like a slave. Bann, who was holding his chin, simply said "um", and soon a few prisoners and some loot were brought up.
Ban stepped forward, and a guard sent several iron cans after checking the safety of the booty. Inside the tin can is the 'Extreme' three-piece kit from Zhou Qingfeng. Noodles and alcohol are already the three treasures of the army's quarter. As long as these three things are available, they can meet all the needs of the soldiers.
Bann wasn't interested in tobacco and wine. He reached out and squeezed a piece of pasta, and he smelled a strong taste of spices. He dropped the cake and rubbed his fingers, leaving a layer of oil on his belly. "The food of the Aurora Corps is good!"
At present, the food supply is difficult, and the production of fats and oils is completely cut off. It is very rare to add such fats to foods. Bann immediately asked Kutch: "What kind of support is this Aurora Corps?"
What troops? Kuch's gaze immediately turned to the captives bound to his hands and feet and whispered, "Dear leader, these foods should be for the slaves."
"How is this possible?" Ban En sank, wondering. Without asking much, he directly ordered: "Stomach the captive of the slave slave. I want to see what is in his stomach?"
A guardian uncle pulled out a bayonet, dragged a black slave captive on his throat, followed by a slap towards his abdomen, pulling the blade across, blood and water splashing, all the internal organs came out.
The black slave was not dead, his hands and feet were shaking, his voice was screaming. Kutch, kneeling nearby, couldn't help lowering his head, and the sudden blood and horror made him almost nauseous.
The faceless guard cut through his stomach, and Bann stepped forward a few steps with a bayonet in a pile of viscera despite the stench. After a while, he said puzzledly, "I also have black slaves, but I can't feed them so well. From this point, we can see that the Aurora Army is an enemy!"
The dying black slave was convulsing. Several other black slaves wanted to cry but did not dare to cry. They were completely paralyzed in horror. Ban's eyes turned to the more special one among the captives. He asked in English, "Are you Chinese?"
One of the captives was a face and a wounded Chinese. His mouth was caught by a strip of cloth, and all the incisors in his mouth were missing.
The guard stepped forward and cut the mouthpiece with a bayonet. With regard to Bann's inquiry, the captive sneered with a leaky tongue: "Yes, I am a Chinese."
"It looks like my subordinates have treated you special." Bann's mouth murmured, "It must be because you are stubborn, right?"
"The Chinese are really very stubborn," Kuchi said quickly. "They don't say anything. Maybe only great leaders can let them speak."
Ban smiled and accepted this little compliment. He looked at the captive on the ground again and smiled. "Look at the over there, how do you feel?"
"Very cruel." The captured Chinese behaved indifferently.
"I have more cruel means."
"I believe."
"So you don't want to say anything? I can make you die faster."
The captured Chinese did not know who this white man was, but he could guess that his status was not low, and he would definitely do it. But he still used his vague voice and said very indifferently: "I have lived in Africa for almost ten years, and every time I go through customs, those black people will blackmail us for tips.
But black people never blackmail white people, and white people never give them. Extorting only the Chinese seems to be a matter of righteousness. Sometimes I sigh, my compatriots spoil the black people here for convenience.
In the past ten years in Africa, I deeply felt that it was a waste of land for black people, and you white people did not make good use of it. You are all spoiling this rich place. I've been thinking about how good this place is for us Chinese!
This idea was just a joke in the past. And now we Chinese people really have the opportunity to open up territory and build a nation on this land. We are awakened, we are organized, and we condensed a piece of loose sand into a powerful force.
I know I'm dead, but how can I start a country without sacrificing it? So I can't even pit my comrades. With more than 600,000 people in Angola, only 200,000 are left, and death is a common occurrence. But even if we die halfway, we have the confidence to be the true masters of this land.
No matter who you are, it's just as personal as me. I just sacrificed one step first, and my comrades will avenge me. It makes sense for me to die, and that's enough. "
Compared to the calmness of the captives, Bann did not expect the other party to say such a thing. He has seen dying begging, cursing, and angry, but he has never seen anyone talk about ideals before he died.
The calmness of the captive in the face of death made Ban Enjue feel humiliated in general. His forehead was bruised, but he didn't know how to vent to make the opponent really hurt.
Hahaha ... A burst of laughter rang from behind Bann. The heavy footsteps of the power armor were approaching quickly.
With the help of a pickup ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Dong Shuang ’, I heard the announcement that the captive was dying. In a mocking tone, she said to Bann, "Is there a kind of perplexity that feels that the other person's mental state is a bit higher than your fool's stick?"
Bann ’s guards were close to the enemy, and their muzzles and muzzles all pointed to the power armor of Winter Frost. Ban En shouted with red face and ears: "Small, since you feel that the spirit level of the Aurora Corps is high, why should you join me?"
"I have been following Victor Hugo for a long time. I think he is the one who can bring new life and hope to the world. But I am completely the opposite, wherever I go, I spread death and destruction. I'm a great match with you, so we have to be together. "
After ‘Winter Frost’ was finished, he laughed and left, jumping without regard to Bann ’s face, and he was on the verge of anger.
Seeing that Kuch and the guards were helpless to Winter Frost, Ban yelled, "What waste are you silly doing?"
This Chinese was hanged and hanged outside the city of Luanda. I want to let that Victor Hugo know. I ... Great, unstoppable, Bann, who will rule this land, is here! "