Eight Hundred Fifty-Five Small Crafts

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If the Caucasus has returned to spring, the weather is beginning to tend to be warmer. net .. then on the far continent of Africa, everything is already hot here. And this hotness became more intense with the expansion of the German-Italian-African coalition forces.

Although in Egypt in North Africa, the German troops stopped their footsteps and did not further threaten the fragile US and British defenses, but this does not mean that Germany and Italy stopped their expansion in Africa. The main reason why they did not go east is because they extended their tentacles to Central Africa.

On the vast African plains, a German barrel truck rolled up smoke and dust all over the sky. This car came all the way from the south and drove along a rough road. North Africa extends south to Central Africa, basically there is no infrastructure, there is no electricity, no roads, and even the city is as rough as a market and lacks scale.

But all of this does not mean that the human beings here do not have hatred, nor does it mean that the human beings here do not fight or kill each other. On the contrary, the contradictions between them are deeper than the civilized world, and their actions are more barbaric and cruel.

In a village on the side of the road, more than a dozen black men in SS uniforms held Mauser 98K rifles in their hands, watched the car stop in front of them, and grinned with thick lips, showing Teeth as white as moonlight.

There were no epaulets or collar patches on their military uniforms, no buckets for steel helmets and gas masks. Not to mention the tactical vest that has almost become a standard configuration for the entire German army. The bigger difference is that these blacks are sloppy in SS military uniforms, giving off a smug taste, so you don't need to tell them apart to know that they are not real German troops.

On the barrel cart, a black man dressed in the uniform of a German SS officer, with a ball of colored homespun cloth on his shoulders, looked at his subordinates who were saluting him, and nodded in satisfaction. He still likes the German salute that the Germans raise their right hand high. For some reason, he just thinks it looks very imposing.

Those Germans from far away in Europe are simply powerful existences like gods. They have armored vehicles and tanks that are impossible to destroy. Their planes can fly over thousands of mountains and drop bombs to destroy an entire village.

So he succumbed, and he chose to cooperate with these people with mysterious powers, and chose to obey their orders, or become their friend. Now he is the leader of the largest military group in the nearby hundreds of kilometers, with tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and a powerful tribe that supports him.

The Germans can be said to be the best allies in the world. They generously provided 20,000 rifles and a full 500,000 rounds of ammunition! These munitions, as well as the vehicles transporting these munitions, and the ten armored vehicles that escorted these materials were all given to him who surrendered to Germany.

So his tribe has the capital to launch a war against the surrounding tribes, they have more advanced weapons, and there is no suspense in the battle at all. When the whole world was unwilling to set foot in this barren land, the Germans occupied these empty areas, and used a method unheard of.

The Germans are willing to exchange weapons, ammunition, and even various industrial equipment for all local resources, including wood, rubber, and even children. When General Fukuman established the Great African Empire, he had already controlled a large area of ​​Central Africa and had a fairly modern base camp.

The conquest of Africa was barbaric and cruel. When General Fukuman stepped off his barrel cart and stood in front of his soldiers, some of his men were still holding machetes covered in blood. These soldiers have the custom of wearing machetes as a symbol of their strength - even if the guns they carry are more powerful, they still like to use machetes to prove that they are the best warriors.

On the side of the road, there was a row of neatly stacked human heads. It was arranged in two layers. The bottom four formed a group, and a human head on the second layer was stacked in the middle, forming a small pyramid shape. Such small pyramids stretched all the way, and the roadbed about thirty meters away was full of them. The blood oozes out along the big cut marks on the mouth of the bowl, and dries up on the messy withered hair of the human head below.

It was a vital supply line between his empire and the Third Reich, and the village had long been out of his control. In order to ensure that he could continue to receive supplies from his German allies, and to establish a rule that anyone who disobeyed would perish on his own chassis, he sent his men to raid the entire village cleanly and wiped out the this tribe.

Of course, the method of extermination was very barbaric. They first killed all the local tribal men who dared to resist, and then rushed into the village and messed around for a whole day before killing all the living people with the machetes in their hands. Just like beasts, just like what their ancestors have been doing for hundreds of years.

General Fukuman, standing on the road with his hands behind his back, saw his subordinates appearing at the southern end of the road driving horse-drawn carts, ox carts, and even pushing carts. There are not many things, and rubber is one of them. The Germans seem to have an endless demand for this kind of thing. No matter how much of this kind of thing he finds, the German will exchange it with weapons and all kinds of things.

He knows that rubber is a very useful industrial raw material, but he doesn't know how many factories a country needs to digest rubber, which he thinks is more than food, to the point where there is nothing left. It seems that the rubber raw materials he provided are less than half of what the Germans need.

So every time he came here, his assistant carried a huge box, which contained diamonds used to fill the transaction amount, which is also a specialty of Africa and one of the things that Germans like. But this kind of thing can't be used too much at a time. Most of them are private goods carried by German military officers who come to trade, individuals or helpers.

At noon, because of the heat, the dead village had already begun to smell a little fishy. On the highway to the north, a group of German trucks appeared on the horizon. The temperature on the surface made the air evaporating, watching the scene in the distance tremble as if it was about to melt, the German transport convoy was getting closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye it had already arrived in front of General Fukuman.

The leading German barrel truck stopped its wheels on the side of the road, and the door was pushed open. A German officer in shorts jumped out of the car and frowned at General Fukuman on the opposite side. The sunlight was too harsh, even with the brim of a hat, it was still a bit disturbing.

"On behalf of myself, I would like to extend my most sincere greetings to the great head of state, Mr. Arcador Rudolph. What? Why didn't Colonel Wei Jino come? Is he sick?" General Fukuman walked over with a smile I have to say that this General Fukuman has his own unique advantages in language at least. After some hard work, his German is quite fluent and he can use many uncommon words.

"He? He was executed by Marshal Rommel in Cairo for misappropriating state-owned assets. The 14 diamonds the size of dice have been driven back to Germany by the military police to track down their whereabouts. None of those moths can escape." The leader A German military officer smiled and said to General Fukuman: "Diamonds are such a good thing, but it's a pity you have to live to enjoy them, isn't it?"

"Yes... yes!" General Fukuman heard that the colonel he was familiar with had been executed, and suddenly felt that the surrounding air became hotter. He reached out and unbuttoned his collar, and swallowed He nodded with a mouthful of saliva and said, "They're all local products, they're all local products, and they're just cheap crafts."

"Okay, I'm here this time to continue our cooperation, and you don't need to explain anything, after all, many things can't be blamed on you." The German colonel said coldly, he read Glancing at the disgusting heads on the roadbed, he frowned again.

For a German born in a civilized society like him, even killing must comply with certain rules and regulations. The cruelty of war is reflected in the invasion and destruction of another civilization by one civilization, rather than digging out the enemy's intestines and hearts by cruel means.

He covered his nose lightly with his hand, then waved his hand to signal his troops to come forward and check the goods: "Tell me about what you need, this time I brought the 100,000 rounds of ammunition you urgently need and 5,000 rifles , do you have any other requests?"

"Some tribes in the south of me have obtained American arms. I hope to get more heavy weapons to protect the absolute safety of rubber production in the southern region." General Fukuman said: "I want 20 Large-caliber artillery, 30 armored vehicles and the same number of tanks."

The German military officer did not speak, and he had already started to think about many things in his mind, such as whether he could extract 20 British 25-pound guns for General Fukuman from the cannons seized by Rommel. Are there enough shells, and enough useless British Mk1 cruiser tanks in hand, which is not bad for waste utilization.

But all this has to be bargained. On the other hand, there are many people waiting for those expensive African native products to meet their luxury living needs. The German police officer finally spoke, but did not say anything about the transaction: "I want 20 of those worthless little crafts you mentioned! Many people are waiting, understand?"