Zhou Qingfeng was disrupted by the multilateral talks in Angola, and the two black indigenous forces failed to get any benefits. The leaders of both sides could only go back with great pain and think of ways. After thinking about it, they could only make the Chinese.

Chinese people have resources, Chinese people are easy to bully, and Chinese people are afraid of trouble. Not only do African blacks think so, but they may have this view in the whole world.

Angola, located in the tropical region, originally had abundant wild food resources, so the black uncle here did not need any labor production skills. They were never too lazy to worry about tomorrow, and the result was a lot of death in the catastrophe.

But if you die, some people will survive. The black people who survived will naturally embark on another path of survival. Both need to invest less and take effect quickly, so just rob!

Everyone is not engaged in production, they will destroy the whole way, and survive like locusts. This is the way most people in the end of the world. Do you want to farm and do production? There will be a large group of people treating you as fat.

In order to survive, Old Josie and Bablu conducted a net-like search. Now the search has finally achieved results. They encountered several groups of black armed armed men who have been harassing Chinese bases. The parasite finally found the host.

"Tell me, how many armed people are there?" Old Josie asked a black leader. He brought tens of thousands of men this time and easily annexed several local black armed forces.

"There are not many Chinese armed personnel, but they have a large population and occupy a large area. Every time we sneak in, we can grab some things." A black leader grinned with his teeth and smiled obscenely: "The terrain here is flat, and the Chinese cannot defend themselves at all."

Old Qiaoxi and Bablu looked at each other, and they were even more confident in eating the fat piece of Chinese people. Now they have to grab it if they don’t grab it, and they can only survive if they grab it.

He ordered several black leaders to lead the way, and old Josie and Bablu led a team of tens of thousands of people to head along a river toward the Chinese base. These people grabbed various weapons, wore colorful clothes, and made messy sounds and kept moving forward.

Walk and walk. After walking for two or three kilometers, Old Qiaoxi could already see a large area of ​​cut down forest land next to the river. Hundreds of thousands of Chinese people cannot live without water, so they settled down next to the river.

A row of towering guard posts appeared on one side of the river. Seeing the endless black team appear, a burst of screams sounded from the seven or eight-meter-high guard posts. Then you could see the sentry fired a gun to warn, and then you fled in panic.

"Hahaha..., they always do this. When they see us coming, they run away, and we immediately rushed in and robbed. Before the main force of their armed forces arrived, we had already left with the things we had robbed." A black leader pointed at the escaped sentry and laughed, "We can succeed every time."

Old Josie and Bablu both looked at each other and smiled. Bablu followed and said angrily: "We don't need to leave this time. Just take some Chinese people as hostages and let them keep providing us with food."

"Ah..., this is a good idea. Why didn't I expect it before?" The black leader suddenly realized something and kept praising Bablu's idea very well.

"Hmph..." Old Josie sneered and ordered: "Take people in. For survival, let's settle here."

With a command, tens of thousands of black bandits rushed forward like a tide. Countless people shouted, shouted, and moved their legs desperately. In the crowded crowd, the rumbling footsteps and strange shouts even brought a unique wild aura of Africa.

Old Josie and Bablu also followed and walked forward a while ago, suddenly they found a wooden sign on the ground. Countless footprints had been stepped on the wooden sign, and it was obvious that they were standing here.

"What is it written on it?" Old Josie asked with his eyes narrowed.

Bablu also came over to see it, shook his head and said, "Maybe it's Chinese writing, I don't know it. But the pattern on it is very strange. Why do they draw a jar on the wooden board?"

The two big leaders studied for a while, but no one understood why such a wooden sign was erected in front of the wardrobe? But it doesn’t matter. If you can’t figure it out, don’t want to, keep moving forward.

But this time, he advanced less than fifty meters and suddenly exploded among the black men in the front row. After a scream, the explosions occurred one after another, and appeared more than a dozen times at once.

Every time the explosion sounded, one or two unlucky people would be killed or injured. Few died, but a lot of them were injured. The attack momentum of the entire black man was immediately curbed, and everyone immediately stopped and looked around in horror. The clever ones had even fallen down.

"What's going on?" Bablu was also startled, but when he leaned forward and looked forward, he understood what was going on. "It's a landmine!"

Most of the people who were quilted had ankle injuries, but the more miserable thing was that their entire soles were blown away, leaving only a bare and bleeding calf. Screams and shouts suddenly came one after another, making the black people behind them shudder and dared not act rashly.

"fuk, why don't you say there are landmines here?" Bablu stepped down to find the black leader who led the way, grabbed the other person's neck, and stared at the other person with fierce eyes.

"But there are no mines here in the past!" The black leader who led the way repeatedly shouted for justice. He had led people to harass the Chinese base here for no less than fifty or sixty times, and had never encountered landmines.

The news reached the ears of the old Josie behind him. The old black fox looked back at the wooden sign that had just been trampled and fell down, and then he realized that the "jar" drawn on it was actually a landmine warning.

"It's really a hell, there are landmines here." Bablu was also a little angry. The attack he had finally organized was actually damaged by several landmines. But thinking that the longer it dragged, the harder it was to deal with the Chinese in the base, he resolutely grabbed his pistol and shouted: "Don't be afraid, keep moving forward."

"Think about the food of the Chinese and the houses of the Chinese. Maybe I can find a few Chinese women if I have good luck. What are you waiting for? If you don't rush in, you will all starve to death." Old Qiaoxi also stood up and encouraged her, even letting her personal guards supervise the battle, and those who retreated died!

The tide of black people surged again, but this time they didn't have the excitement at the beginning. They walked forward carefully, constantly studying where their feet would be more appropriate.

Bablu stared at the back with his lips pursed. After a while, he even felt that this minefield had been cut off. He did not feel sorry for the death of the number 20 or 30 people.

But after walking for about ten meters, the explosion sounded again. Just now, it was an ordinary landmine that exploded after one step. But this time it was a lightning jumping one meter high and then exploded.

Compared to ordinary landmines that only explode the soles of feet, jumping lightning that can fly into the air and explode hundreds of steel balls is too powerful. The lethality increases ten times, and a large area will fall down as soon as it explodes. It is useless to lie down, and the steel balls will bombard the ground in a direction.

On the front of the impact of more than 200 meters wide, lightning jumps continuously popped up. After jumping for more than a dozen times, the black people rushing forward screamed and cried, and retreated like a tide.

This time, even the supervision team retreated downwards, leaving only forty or fifty corpses sank on the ground, like fish and shrimp stranded on the mudflats.

Old Josie and Bablu sighed and could only change directions and attack again. As a result, they found that the river line was almost covered with mines, and the minefield was thick and dense, and could not be penetrated at all. After several hours of tossing back and forth, three or four hundred people died, the remaining blacks refused to attack again.

Through the telescope, Bablu could see the Chinese people opposite him who were still in a panic state. Usually, such a goal was his best target for plunder, but this time he couldn't get over it!
Chapter completed!