Containers with the seals of the Ministry of Defence of Southern Africa remain unfounded.

Most of the containers contained food and household supplies, but in one container were two armoured vehicles made in southern Africa, the doors of which were locked and could not be opened unless there was a key.

It is useless to pick the lock, the lock of the armored car is not to be picked if you want to, although the armor of the armored car is relatively thin and cannot defend against shells and large-caliber machine gun bullets, but ordinary rifles and pistols basically have no effect on armored vehicles.

The captain circled around the two armored vehicles twice and was at a loss, and Chrisman was still saying cool words on the side: "You are here to find these two armored vehicles?" Why don't you carry it away, we can also rush to Berbera in time, and I am afraid that you will have to leave your name so that we can respond to the inquiries of the Ministry of Defence of Southern Africa, and you will have to prove to us that it was you who opened the seal, and that it has nothing to do with us. ”

The captain glared at Chrisman, who was unaware.

"Close-" The captain will certainly not leave his name, and if the Ministry of Defense of Southern Africa wants to hold him accountable, then go to the Mediterranean Fleet Command.

"Sir, you can't—" Chrisman relented, chasing the captain for an explanation.

"Shut your mouth and get back to your bridge now, or you'll be in jail!" The captain was angry, he had never seen such an unknown captain.

"Okay, I'll shut up—I'll get back to the bridge—" Chrisman finally gave up, muttering in frustration.

When the sailors returned to the destroyer, the "Brave" restarted and slowly left, continuing to advance towards Berbera.

After that, it was not until the "Brave" crossed the Suez Canal and entered the Red Sea that Chrisman sneaked into the container containing two armored vehicles with the key and opened the compartment of one of the armored vehicles.

At the bottom of the carriage lay a bearded young man, with messy hair like a chicken nest and several shocking wounds on his face, his arm immobilized with a splint that did not look skillful.

"How does it feel, man, you're safe now, we're in the Red Sea-" Chrisman held a paper bag and a bottle of wine with a few sausages in his hand.

"Thank you, I feel better-" The bearded young man is Wolf who can't be found by the London Military Intelligence Agency, and the agents of the London Military Intelligence Agency are indeed inexperienced, and it was only two hours after Wolf jumped ship and escaped that he found out that Wolf was missing, and it was impossible to determine the specific location of Wolfe's ship, so Wolf was able to escape smoothly.

Probably the staff of the London Military Intelligence Agency did not expect that Wolf had the ability to open the handcuffs by himself, and after being detained for nearly half a month, Wolf still had the ability to jump ship and escape.

"Come on, eat something, I admire you operatives the most, I also wanted to join the army during the world war, but my body was too fat to meet the requirements for joining the army, because of this I was sad for several days-" Chrisman is a peripheral member of Brad's office, and the members of Brad's office have special contact information between them, so Chrisman can determine Wolf's identity.

"Man, captain is the best position for you, or I'd be devoured alive by a crocodile right now." Wolfe struggled to his feet with Chrisman's support, and walked the armored car to the container mouth and sat down slowly.

"What the hell did you do? Even the Royal Navy is hunting you? Chrisman was curious, but immediately realized that this question should not be asked: "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked this question, my curiosity is too high, and that's why I was sent out to sail." ”

Wolf chuckled and began to cough after laughing.

During his time in the custody of the Military Intelligence Service in London, Wolf also suffered enough.

"Slow down, slow down, it's good that you didn't make a sound while the captain was here, or we'd all be in trouble right now." Chrisman was terrified, this physiological thing was uncontrollable.

"I'm going to say I was asleep, do you believe it or not?" Wolf lifted the weight lightly, and Chrisman immediately burst out laughing.

Shortly after entering the Red Sea, the "Brave" encountered two southern African destroyers coming at high speed, and then the "Brave" continued to advance towards Berbera under the escort of the two destroyers.

Coming to Berbera, Chrisman unsurprisingly found that the entire port of Berbera had been put under martial law, a large number of armored vehicles were docked on the dock, and several military doctors took the lead in boarding the "Brave", and after a brief physical examination for Wolfe, he carried Wolf directly into the ambulance.

"Captain Chrisman, thank you for your help to Wolf, I will report your actions as they are, and you will be duly rewarded for your bravery." Angel, who has been promoted to colonel in the ranks, has a righteous face, and the army is indeed a melting pot, making the good people even better, and the despicable people showing their original form.

"You're welcome Colonel, this is what I should do, God bless Ziwei Town-" Chrisman's last sentence, if it was heard by irrelevant people would be confused, Angel's eyes lit up.

Brad's office was not born in Nyasaland, but in Ziwei Town, and now Ziwei Town has also been upgraded to Ziwei City, which ordinary people would not say.

The news of Wolfe's safe arrival in Berbera shocked everyone like thunder.

The London Military Intelligence Agency was disgraced, and it is said that the director, Frank, called the head of the five departments in charge of domestic intelligence to the office and scolded him for half an hour, and then the person in charge was sent to Scotland to guard the warehouse.

For this reason, Winston had to send another telegram to Roque, asking Roque to hand over William, codenamed "Grey Fox", directly to the Military Intelligence Service in London.

"It's okay to hand people over to the MIA, the question is what do we get?" Roque agrees to release him, but it is impossible to do without benefits, and it has nothing to do with Winston's personal relationship.

"What benefits do you want, now that the opportunity has come, you can talk to Winston slowly." Ade didn't have time to worry about this, and it was Sidney Milner who came to communicate with Roque.

After the end of the World War, Sidney Milner returned to Southern Africa and continued to serve as head of the Prime Minister's Office, a position that suited him best, in Sidney Milner's words, without changing a governor.

"I can't give the benefit I want, Feige, send a telegram to Frank and tell the man that I can give it to him, but I want him to make good on his promise right away." Roque wanted more things, but first of all, to stop all the activities of the London Military Intelligence Agency in southern Africa, which Frank had promised.

"Yes Lord." Feige immediately sent a telegram to communicate with Frank that Zach was supposed to be in charge of the job, and Zach was the head of Brad's office.

"What promise?" Sidney Milner was curious.

"By withdrawing all the personnel deployed by the London Military Intelligence Agency in Southern Africa, and by halting all the activities of the London Military Intelligence Agency in Southern Africa, we should devote all our energies to other countries, and not to kill each other within our own country." Roque really doesn't like internal friction, this time Roque can make concessions, but if the London MIA reneges on its promise, then the next time the security services in southern Africa catch the intelligence officers of the London MIA, Roque will show no mercy.

If you want technology, you can, and Roque will not impose a technology blockade on the UK, as long as British companies are willing to pay for it, companies in Nyasaland will not refuse to cooperate with British companies.

The problem is that there will always be people who are clever and try to test Nyasaland's hole cards in other ways, which is what Roque can't tolerate, and really can't change what a dog eats.

"The War Office's base on Likoma Island has also been moved?" Sidney Milner knew that the War Office had a base on Likoma Island, and that this base had now become a thorn in Roque's side, and even if it hadn't happened, Roque would have tried other ways to force the War Office to move the base.

"That is for sure, now that there is no enemy around Nyasaland, the War Office's base on Likoma Island has lost its meaning." Roque unloaded the mill and killed the donkey, in order to get the support of London, he would allow the War Office to build a base on Licoma Island, and now the base has lost the premise of its existence.

"Why is there no enemy, the Portuguese still occupy West Africa-" Sidney Milner fanned the flames, now southern Africa, and only Portuguese West Africa and the Kingdom of Mozambique are surrounded by the territory of southern Africa on three sides, which does seem to be a bit of an eyesore.

"West Africa is not in a hurry, sooner or later the Portuguese will be unable to control West Africa, and it will not be too late for us to take over then." Roque is not in a hurry, there are now many farms and plantations run by southern Africans in West Africa, and there are also many Yaya's subordinates, as long as the time is ripe, West Africa will sooner or later be divided into southern Africa like Portuguese East Africa.

Portuguese West Africa was now the most important colony of the Portuguese and was once known as the "Brazil of Africa".

Portuguese West Africa covers an area of about 1.25 million square kilometers, which is another famous case of "snakes swallowing elephants", and the area of Portugal is only a little more than 90,000.

It is worth mentioning that in 1373, Portugal and England formed the famous Anglo-Portuguese alliance, which is still in force today.

During the World War, Portugal joined the Entente and symbolically sent two divisions to the Western Front, which were poorly disciplined, poorly armed, and severely ill-trained, and never played any role.

According to statistics after the World War, during the World War, the Portuguese army participated in a total of 17 operations, of which 11 were support operations, that is, only undertaking auxiliary tasks such as transportation, logistics, and fire support.

"Then you have to hurry, the Paris Peace Conference is coming to an end, and our opportunities are getting fewer and fewer." Sidney Milner had a sense of urgency, but Sidney Milner probably did not expect that the Paris Peace Conference would not be the end, but a new beginning.

(End of chapter)