Early the next morning, the surviving commandos received new orders to send the captured captives to the camps in Kimberley and then back to Cape Town.

"Damn the war, I don't want to come back, what I miss most now is the honest face of the big guy, give me a comfortable bed, I can sleep for two whole days." Henry lay in the carriage and wailed, and Roque and Phyllis were relatively silent, feeling that Henry was not yet mature as a child.

"From here to the Kimberley, if we take a shortcut, we have to pass through the Orange Free State, which is not safe, and the Boer guerrillas could attack us at any time, so we must be ready at all times." Roque was loading the bullet pouch with bullets, and Winston was still somewhat useful, at least Roque had enough dummies for them.

"Can't you use it any other way?" Phyllis is a military novice, and she has a vision of the starry sky, but she has no eggs.

"It's hard to take a detour, there are no trains between Dordrecht and Kimberley, and it can take a month or two to make a detour." Roque can't help it, the war horse has become a receipt, and it can't be used, but fortunately, because of the counterattack of the expeditionary force, the Boer coalition army is on the defensive as a whole, as long as you are careful, there will be no major problems.

Phyllis's mouth bulged and she didn't say anything, and in front of Roque, Phyllis was now paying attention to her image.

"Hey, brothers, there's good news—" Winston hurried over and handed Roque a cheque with a somewhat scary number: "The guerrillas and Boer coalition troops you have annihilated are all rewarded, and the cheapest Boer coalition is worth ten pounds each, and the guerrillas are twenty pounds, I have helped you get a whole number, and when you return to Cape Town, remember to invite me to drink." ”

In order to defeat the Boers as soon as possible, the command of the expeditionary force tried everything possible, and the bounty was only one of them.

However, the British were a little stingy and gave too few bounties, the Boers only had 440,000 in total, and if the Expeditionary Force Command had raised the bounty to £100 per Boer, the war would have been over long ago.

In the entire Second Boer War, the British government paid 220 million pounds, so even if the British offered 100 pounds for each Boer, the British only needed to pay 44 million pounds to wipe out the Boers, but the British did not do that, even if it is the current bounty, it is only cashed in a small area, and the British will not even admit this kind of thing, and the British Empire cannot use such despicable means to win the war.

The figure on the cheque was £5,000, a bit more than a bit compared to the partisans and Boer coalition members killed by the commandos.

Roque can understand that this should also include hush money, and the Expeditionary Force Command definitely doesn't want Roque and his policemen to steal the limelight of the regular army, and spending money to buy peace is a good choice.

"I suddenly like it again, it's a hunting ground for the strong." Henry's eyes were simply glowing when he looked at the check, 5,000 pounds was a lot of money in this era, but if all the commandos divided it, it wouldn't be much.

Of course, it is not possible to divide it equally, according to the rules of the Cape Town Police Department, it is about half of the officers and half of the officers, and the officers who died in the war do not participate in the sharing, and their pensions will be paid separately by the Cape Colonial Government and the Expeditionary Force Command.

That's actually a lot, after all, it's two pensions.

Before leaving, the sky began to drizzle, and the commandos wore raincoats and huddled in the open carriage to keep warm, cursing the damn weather.

The speed of the carriage was very slow, less than ten kilometers per hour, and in such weather there was no need to worry about the attack of the Boer guerrillas, after all, the Boer guerrillas were not iron men, and they had to rest on rainy days.

"Damn, damn it—" Henry hunched over the drizzle and tried to light a cigar, but because the matches were damp, Henry wasted an entire box of matches and failed to light the cigars.

"Try this." Roque handed Henry the lighter that Ida had given him.

"What's this?" Henry is like a hillbilly who has never seen the world.

Roque casually lit the lighter, and Henry's eyes were brighter than the flame of the lighter: "It's amazing, what is this?" ”

"Just like you can see, lighters." Roque's mood was not very good, like a drizzling sky.

"Where did it come from?" Henry asked for the lighter, treating it as a treasure, and accidentally found the words on the bottom of the lighter: "To Roque-Ada!" What a dog man and a woman, I smell the sour smell of love! ”

Your sister, you're sour, you're stinky!

As soon as Roque looked up, he saw Phyllis's sparkling eyes and snatched the lighter back.

The carriage came to a sudden and slow stop, and Roque looked up in the rain and saw nothing.

"The road ahead has been washed away by the flood, and we can't continue to move forward, so we may have to find a place to camp." Anton trotted over with a rifle and stepping on the rain.

"Can't it be fixed?" Roque is speechless, where to camp in the barren mountains and mountains?

"There's no way to fix it, we'll have to take a detour, and if we can't find a place to camp after dark, we'll have to stay in the carriage." Anton wiped the rain from his face, looked up at the sky, lowered his head and wiped it again.

The rain is getting heavier.

"Get off, get out of the car, find a place to camp." Roque was helpless, it was impossible to stay in the carriage, the carriage did not even have a shed, so if it went on, it was necessary to catch a cold, don't underestimate the cold of 1900, a little carelessness can kill someone.

"Locke, what are we going to do?" Henry jumped down awkwardly, the cigar on his mouth was already wet with rain, and Henry was reluctant to throw it away.

"I don't know." Roque didn't know where to go, it was already in the Orange Free State, and Roque was here for the first time.

"The guide told me that there was a town not far from this direction." Anton gave an answer, because the commando was going through the Orange Free State, so when leaving Dordrecht, the commando hired Boer guides.

Then go for it, even if it is a simple house, it can keep out the wind and rain, it is better than camping in the open air.

Roque underestimated how far away "not far" it was, and it wasn't until the sun went down that Roque finally saw a town.

This town is not big, sparse and sparse more than a dozen families, it is too tiring to travel on a rainy day, and when he sees the town, Roque doesn't even have the strength to cheer, just wants to find a warm room to stay for a while.

Just as Roque and the others were about to arrive in town, Roque suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Just under a large tree in the outermost part of the town, Roque spotted two red dots that flickered on and off.

This is someone smoking, it is raining so hard, and it is night, who will smoke here?