Like the rebellious African leaders before him, Rwanda had just secured Kamea's territory and was eager to enjoy the fruits of his victory.

According to Durham's knowledge, Rwanda had married six wives in the past month, five of whom were white.

Don't doubt it, it's definitely not a normal relationship, these white people were all robbed by Luanda, and if they are willing to marry Luanda, Luanda will let their family leave safely.

As for whether Rwanda will keep his promises, no one knows.

Rwanda's watches and rings, and even the necklace around his neck were snatched, and the small table was full of gold and silver jewelry, and Durham slowly opened his mouth.

"To imitate the model of southern Africa, it is not possible in Kameiya - you know, the training of troops in southern Africa not only has strict regulations, but also perfect logistics, scientific nutrition, and strong industrial capacity, these factors Kameiya does not have, and you have a problem with your thinking, compared with the colonial government of West Africa, the biggest advantage of Kameiya is people, the colonial government of West Africa does not trust Africans, so it does not dare to form African troops on a large scale, you don't have to worry about this problem."

Durham rebellion is an expert, a mercenary, fanning the flames everywhere is simply instinctive.

"What do you mean?" Duren had made it clear enough, but Rwanda still didn't.

This comprehension needs to be strengthened.

"I mean, your method is wrong-" Durham was also speechless, for the sake of the glittering table, Durham explained in detail: "-Your biggest advantage compared with the Portuguese is that you are African, so you can completely form more African troops, use the absolute superiority in numbers, and drive the Portuguese out of West Africa as quickly as possible, if you want to train an elite army, it is not too late to drive the Portuguese away." ”

In the words of the Chinese, Luanda is a tiger who can't become an anti-dog, and he has nothing to do with the elite route, and the crowd tactics are the king.

"That's right, I see-" Luanda was not stupid, but he was dazzled by the fighting power of the Southern African Expeditionary Force and did not find a suitable route for himself.

To put it bluntly, I still have no experience.

With Durham's guidance, Luanda was completely enlightened, and in just ten days, he expanded his army to 150,000 and prepared to launch an attack on Luanda, the center of Portuguese rule in West Africa.

By this time, it was already April, the rainy season was coming to an end, and May was the beginning of the five-month dry season.

According to the agreement reached between Rwanda and Kousse, the area east of the Quelu River was owned by the West African Company, and Kousse became the professional manager of the West African Company, and a new city was erected on the banks of the Quelu River, about 300 kilometers from Chimbaranga.

"The land here is very fertile, the Portuguese have been operating here for hundreds of years, and now these forests and plantations are owned by us, inform our logging team that they can enter the field and get all this wood back to Nyasaland, and Mr. Christian will give us more rewards." Yaya wore a handmade three-piece suit, and she looked presentable.

"Road, we have to build a road first, dredge the river, build a railway, we are short of manpower." Still wearing his fancy shirt and necklace and precious stones, Cousey walked with a rattling bell.

"If you don't have enough manpower, you will hire West Africans, and if you can't hire them, you will rob them, and I don't need to teach you." Yaya is not satisfied that there will never be a shortage of manpower in the surrounding areas of southern Africa.

Especially for Yaya.

"Okay, I'll do it right away." Cousse was about to speak, but he stopped.

"If you have something to say—" Yaya pretended to hold a telescope, but she couldn't see far, and within her sight was an endless forest, or a dense plantation.

In terms of natural conditions alone, West Africa is much stronger than South-West Africa and Bechuana, and not far behind the Congo and the river basin, otherwise the Portuguese would not have chosen West Africa as their foothold.

In 1475, in order to explore the sea route to India, the Portuguese Diogo Kang led a fleet of seven ships, carrying hundreds of soldiers and a few missionaries, sailed along the west coast of Africa to Luanda on the coast of West Africa, and began to colonize West Africa.

At that time, Portugal was in full swing, and the British Empire had to retreat, and a hundred years later, Britain defeated the Spanish Armada and began the glorious era of the empire on which the sun never set.

To put it bluntly, Southwest Africa, the Cape, and Tanganyika were all places that the Portuguese did not look down on at the beginning, so they were left to Britain and Germany.

"West Africa, will it be ours in the future?" Cusse struggled, but finally mustered up the courage.

"What do you want to say?" Yaya put down the telescope in her hand and looked dazed.

"I mean, people like Luanda can drive out the Portuguese and build their own country, and I think we have a chance—" Qusse didn't want to be a wedding dress, and a long time ago Cusai followed Yaya, first supporting the Yao people in Portuguese East Africa, then the Tetera people in the Congo Free State, then the Fort Glory people in Tanganyika, and now finally it was the turn of West Africa.

West Africa can be said to be the last "pure land" in the surrounding areas of southern Africa, and when West Africa becomes independent from Portugal, the surrounding areas of southern Africa will become iron buckets.

"Kusse, forget your thoughts, you don't need to have thoughts, just complete your task." Yaya didn't dare to think about it, and with his position, he knew more about the situation and feared southern Africa more deeply.

Cousse still wanted to argue, but in the end he didn't say anything, he was just a dispensable little character, with Yaya on top, Yaya on top of Christian, and a bigger boss on top of Christian.

The disparity is despairing.

Unlike the half-hearted Cousse, Durham doesn't have much of an idea, and Roque has already found the best place for Umbrella to settle down, which is Madagascar next to southern Africa.

During the World War, French colonial rule in Madagascar collapsed completely, the Governor-General fled in a hurry, and French businesses suffered heavy losses, except for the mines protected by the Umbrella Company.

After the end of the World War, the French government tried to restore colonial rule over Madagascar, but unfortunately the Paris Peace Conference was not over, and the Allies began to intervene in the new Russian government, and France missed the last opportunity to restore its rule over Madagascar.

Now that the intervention of the new Russian government has failed, France is in an economic crisis again, the restoration of colonial rule over Madagascar is far away, the umbrella company has taken the opportunity to expand in Madagascar, and the coastal areas of Madagascar have all been under the control of the umbrella company, and the central highlands are still in chaos, with more than a dozen Malagasy forces attacking each other, and countless people dying every day.

Rwanda's efficiency was still very high, and after finding a way to expel the Portuguese, Rwanda's forces advanced as far as the outskirts of Luanda, where they encountered organized resistance from the colonial forces of West Africa.

In West Africa, which is 1 million square kilometers, the colonial servant army has only two discredited divisions, the soldiers are uneven, the officers are greedy for life and afraid of death, and the combat effectiveness is not even as good as that of the security forces formed by the plantation owners.

Rwanda was confronted by reinforcements sent by Portugal proper, which had participated in the World War, but had achieved nothing during the World War, had never participated in any large-scale battles, and had no soy sauce throughout the process.

This is already the most capable force of the Portuguese government, but Rwanda is still cautious and does not launch an attack at the first time, and personally comes to the camp of the Portuguese troops to reconnoitre.

The camp was not large, and Rwanda had received similar reconnaissance training during the Southern African Expeditionary Force, and based on the size of the camp, it was easy to deduce that the Portuguese force did not exceed 15,000 men.

Rwanda's troops now have more than 200,000 troops, most of whom have never received any training, not even the most basic rifles, and are mainly cold weapons.

Rwanda's army still had only 10,000 rifles, and Rwanda used these rifles to form a Guards Division, which became the trump card in Rwanda's hands.

"The number of troops is not large, there are no artillery on board, it is possible that the mortars are smaller in size, the opposing commander is not confident and has no intention of taking the initiative to attack, Leyva, tell Mutombo that if the enemy does not attack us, we will take the initiative to attack them, firmly in our own hands." Rwanda was so confident that he didn't seem to notice that the sunlight reflected from the telescope in his hand had been noticed by the enemy in the harsh sunlight.

In the camp, less than 500 meters from Rwanda, a Portuguese officer spotted the Rwanda telescope and raised his hand to call for an accurate shooter.

"It's on the top of the hill over there, about 500 meters away, are you confident?"

The precision shooter holds a sniper rifle made in southern Africa.

During the World War, Portugal sent troops to participate in the World War, and although it did not achieve an inch, it still received a lot of good things from the British Empire.

Otherwise, the British Empire would not have lost so much.

Precision shooters first find cover, then pick up a telescope to observe.

Half-sounded, the precision shooter's tone was uncertain: "I can try, but it's not guaranteed to succeed—"

The officer's eyes rolled, and he raised his hand to call another artillery officer.

The artillery officer received the order and directed the artillery crew to prepare.

Accurate shooters wait for the artillery to be ready before they get the order to shoot.

Bang!

The gunfire was poignant and sharp, and the tall black man holding the telescope in the scope was shot in the chest, his body shook and did not fall, and he was stunned with his hands on his chest before he saw the blood on his hands.

"All of them, three rapid fires—" The artillery officer gave the order to open fire at the same time, and more than a dozen shells whizzed and smashed through—