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Chapter 203 The Light of Africa

The vast Africa has been a hunting ground for white skins in the past hundreds of years. The ignorant black sorghum was tied onto the boat by slave hunters and their own people, in exchange for a little glass beads and small pieces, and then sent these black sorghum to the ocean Europa and America on the other side, while creating value for Bai Pi, also left behind a lot of trouble.

When the black millet in the United States is busy racing with the police, horses, children and money every day, their black brothers in Africa are not very comfortable.

Africa, this land seems to be full of desolation and backwardness, but here is a treasure house that has yet to be excavated. There are many kinds of proven mineral resources in Africa and large reserves.Rich reserves of oil and natural gas; large reserves of iron, manganese, chromium, cobalt, nickel, vanadium, copper, lead, zinc, tin, phosphate, etc.; In the forefront of the world.

There is also oil. The proven oil in Africa accounts for 12% of the world's total oil. When the oil in other regions is monopolized by major companies and OPEC, the erratic oil of these owners is a bit rare.

It stands to reason that if there are sufficient resources, the development of a region will be very rapid, but Africa is not the case. Every year, countless people die in this land due to disease, hunger and war. Therefore, this place is a paradise for adventurers , also hell.

Anka was awakened in her sleep. The dark room was filled with the smell of sweat, blood and excrement. The small iron door was opened, and the sunlight only illuminated a small part of the door. Then, that Overseer, a mixed-breed duck sounded.

"You lazy dogs, animals, get up for me!"

With the sound of iron chains rattling, a row of dirty refugee-dressed guys slowly moved out from the narrow exit, among them was Anka. Squinting and looking at the sky, well, today is sunny!

Since the age of 12, Anka has come out of his home to earn a living as a soldier. In ten years, he has worked with more than a dozen bosses. The longest one lasted for a month, and the shortest one just killed the former boss. The other forces have been wiped out, but people always have to eat, so young soldiers like Anka have been ignorant and have been cannon fodder until half a year ago, when their base in the valley was raided by a group of white men, The boss hugged the girl before he got up and took the earth plane to the sky. After being covered by a wave of rockets from the opponent, the cannon fodder chose to surrender. In their opinion, it was just a new boss, but In the end, what awaited them was several months of hard labor.

After receiving the digging tools from the supervisor, these black sorghums walked down the deep mine pit. This is their task, to mine uranium for the new boss.

"My lord! This month's progress is behind again!"

In the temporary bunker not far from the mine, the small Baron Sterak put down the instrument in his hand suspiciously.

"why?"

"Our convoy of arresting laborers is often attacked. Those mercenaries were wiped out without even knowing who the enemy was, and those who were captured also ran away! Now the mine cannot be replenished with manpower. Most of the prisoners of war are already dead!"

"Damn it! Is there anyone in this poor place in Africa who is making trouble for me?" Strack didn't expect that there would be local snakes bullying him, a mighty dragon. Before he brought his younger brother to Africa and killed several warlords in one go, and accepted them. After all, the base camp has already put up a sign that Strucker and dogs are not allowed, and the Giant God has also transformed their old castle into a tourist attraction, free for the elderly and children, and five yuan for adults.

In line with the determination of a gentleman to take revenge, 20 years is not too late, Strack is determined to start over in Africa. He lost a lot of his good things to other Hydra factions, and then exchanged a lot of money, personnel and weapons ammunition.

What surprised him the most was that he also discovered uranium mines near his temporary camp. After losing the energy source of the Rubik's Cube, the energy batteries used by his Hydra commandos used one piece less, and because Most of the high-energy battery market is monopolized in the hands of oligarchs and big powers, and large-scale purchases will also attract the attention of intelligence agencies, but now that he has uranium mines, he can use them to produce nuclear fusion batteries for his commandos.

But now that the excavation progress is slowing down, and the raw materials can't keep up, his revenge plan is out of the question.

"And..." The subordinate hesitated to speak.

"What else?"

"Those mercenaries demanded that we pay now, and they killed and injured dozens of people, saying that if we don't pay, they will do it to us!"

"These shit Niggs!" Strack really wanted to turn all those mercenaries into soap, but he doesn't have many people now, and white people appear to plunder the black population. Come.

"Give it to them! Tell their boss that the money has been given to them. If no one can be seen, I will ask them to mine for me!"

The black mercenaries who received the money left happily in Toyota pickups and second-hand Humvees eliminated by the US military. This time they chose a relatively large tribe, which is less than [-] kilometers away from Sterak's base. Hurry up. It can be done overnight.

Just as the mercenary boss thought, the black mercenary mercenaries of all American equipment easily took down this tribe of more than 1000 people. After selecting hundreds of suitable workers, the mercenaries set foot on the land without stopping. The way back, but this time, they didn't realize that they had a few new friends on their heads.

"That's them?" King T'Chaka, who was wearing a black leopard suit, looked at the convoy projected by the rosary.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The bald female guard flying the plane replied.

"Father, what are we waiting for?" On the side of the projected map stood a sturdy young man, but he was not wearing a leopard suit like T'Chaka, but an ordinary Wakanda infantry guard. First.

"T'Challa, we have to be patient!" T'Chaka carefully explained to his son, "These soldiers are certainly hateful, but the most important thing is to find the mastermind behind them! Only by cutting off their brains can they Stop them from persecuting our compatriots!"

"Yes, father! I understand!" T'Challa nodded, and then continued to organize his equipment.

T'Chaka nodded with satisfaction, this is a qualified Wakanda heir.

"Okoye, keep an eye on them and see where their destination is!"

(End of this chapter)