The most creature in the African savannah is not people, but a variety of wild animals, there are elephants, zebras, antelopes, giraffes and other wild animals that are not aggressive, there are also lions, cheetahs, crocodiles, vultures and other beasts of prey, it is best not to leave the house in Africa at night, because you never know what you are going to face in the next moment.

Modiba knew this a long time ago, and now he is in the most dangerous situation, encountering a hungry lioness on the savannah at night.

Not one, but three, lioness with a child.

The only thing Modibar can rely on is Martini Henry, who has no bullets-

The Northern Rhodesian Division is doing its work without leakage, and the bolt of this Martini Henry gun has been removed, even if Modibar has bullets.

"Get out of here, get out of the way, don't come near me—" Modiba frantically waved his rifle in his hand, trying to hide his panic.

With a low growl in her throat and a dangerous glint in her yellow eyes, two lion cubs jumped up and down beside Modiba, as if they were playing a game with him.

Modiba is not in the mood for the game, in fact, Modiba knows very well that the reason why the lioness has not attacked so far is not that the lioness wants to let him go, but that the lioness wants to use him to train the hunting ability of the lion cub.

At this moment, no one can understand Modiba's feelings, if he could, Modiba would rather be enslaved by Yaya for the rest of his life than face the three lions alone.

It's a pity that Modiba has no choice, and two seemingly cute little lions are bouncing around, and finally one of them goes around behind Modiba.

"Get out of here—get out of here—" Modiba waved his rifle even more frantically.

The lioness is slowly closing in on Modiba.

Although the little lion's low roar is still a little milky, the sharp canine teeth have the ability to attack, and the two little lions are now with their heads close to the ground, their necks are stretched hard, and their tails seem to be puppies that have seen their owners, and they have swayed from side to side a few times.

This is not a gesture of goodwill, it is a move that is ready to attack.

"Get out of the way—help—" Modiba finally cried out for help, hoping that the Northern Rhodesia Division would send troops to hunt him down.

Thinking too much, in the African savannah in the middle of the night, Anton and Suo Chao would not send troops to search for an escaped coolie, maybe Modiba takes himself very seriously, but for the northern division of Rhodesia, it is obvious that Modiba's importance is not enough.

Before he knew it, three lions surrounded Modiba.

Just as Modiba was facing the lioness, a lion cub behind Modiba's side jumped up from the ground and pounced viciously at Modiba.

It's really a pounce, although the little lion jumps not very high, but the momentum is still amazing, the front paws that have stretched out their nails have a rapid planing action in the air, if they catch it, even if they don't disembowel, the nails like iron hooks on the claws can also be pierced into the prey, and then the prey is knocked down with the help of impact.

Modiba's reaction was also quite fast, and while dodging, he smashed the butt of his gun on the back of the little lion.

So the little lion wailed before he landed, and there was a lot of grievance in his voice.

This time it was broken, before Modiba turned around, he was knocked down by a huge force, and Modiba, who hurriedly turned back, only felt a heat wave mixed with a fishy smell rushing to his face-

After daybreak, the soldiers of the training battalion in charge of searching Modiba found nothing but a Martini Henry rifle with the butt gnawed off.

It is estimated that one person is not enough for three lions to eat, and the little lion gnawed off the butt of the rifle as if venting his anger.

"What about people?" After Anton knew about this situation, he habitually asked.

"I don't know, this is Africa, even if it's an elephant, it can give you nothing left to eat at night." Suo Chao frowned, this is destined to be an unsolved case, maybe Anton can send someone to search nearby. Let's see if we can find the lion's droppings, and maybe find something.

"Then forget it, Yaya, you are responsible for taking over the subordinates of Modiba, deal with the disobedient as soon as possible, and organize the obedient into a labor camp." Anton didn't care about Modiba's fate, and now Modiba's henchmen are more important.

When Modibar surrendered, there were almost 1,500 people left with him.

With so many people, it is definitely impossible for all of them to follow the teaching camp in a roundabout way, and Yaya finally selected 500 people to be responsible for delivering supplies to the teaching operation.

Now, in addition to Modiba's henchmen, there are more than 400 rebels in the camp who have surrendered, and this part of the people also has to be used, and Anton is reluctant to let the soldiers of the training battalion clean up the battlefield.

In fact, there is nothing to clean, these rebels are very poor, many of them even have tattered clothes, the only thing they have on them may be the rifles they carry with them, for these rebels, as long as they have weapons, then they will not worry about the future.

However, the rebels' weapons were not looked down upon by the Northern Rhodesian Division, so the fat difference in the past became a chore here.

"Okay, sir, I'll do it as soon as possible." Yaya felt a lot of guilt before, it was Yaya's task to manage these coolies, and as a result, this happened, if Anton wants to be held responsible, Yaya is duty-bound.

Anton did not have time to investigate, and early on the morning of the 23rd, Anton received a report that there were rebels in the gorge carrying a large number of women and children to attack the position of the teaching camp.

For the rebels, coercion is just a routine operation, but it is definitely a test for the training battalion.

The key is whether to shoot or not, if you don't shoot, then the rebels will definitely be able to break through the defense line of the teaching camp with women and children, and maybe they will cause heavy casualties to the teaching.

If the guns were fired, the rebels' offensive would certainly be stopped, but the officers and men of the training battalion might also become devils after this battle, and no matter what time it was in the future, as long as they remembered this battle, I am afraid that the smiles on the faces of the officers and men of the training battalion would never shine again.

On the real battlefield, at this time, you actually have to shoot, otherwise from the battlefield, there will not be so many soldiers suffering from post-war psychological syndrome.

Post-war psychological syndrome, a type of "post-traumatic stress disorder", is also known as the sequelae of major blows.

After getting the report, Anton and Suo Chao came to the front-line position as soon as possible.

At this time, the rebel army had not yet come out of the canyon, but through the telescope, it was clear that there were a large number of women and children mixed in the rebel troops.

No, it's a large number of women and children mixed with a small number of rebels.

These women and children must have been forced, crying and begging as they walked, and some women would throw their children away, not wanting them to die with them.

But the young child still doesn't understand why he was abandoned, so he continues to stumble after his mother.

Anton clearly saw that a mother was finally reluctant to give up her child, and when she turned back to look for her child, she was shot directly by the rebels in the crowd.

"Beast!" Suo Chao was so angry that his whole body was trembling, and he wanted to pull out the rebels in those crowds and hang them one by one.

"Rapid-fire guns block the exit of the canyon - distribute weapons to Yaya's men—" Anton said in a cold voice, trying to seal off the mouth of the canyon before the crowd could get out of the canyon.

This is also a helpless way, when these women and children get out of the canyon, they will have to face the soldiers of the training battalion, and Anton does not want the officers and soldiers of the training battalion to go through this kind of spiritual test.

So in this case, it is most appropriate for Yaya's men to deal with these rebels, although it is a bit cruel, but the dead friends are not dead and poor, when these Zulus rebelled against the Natal government, they should think of such a day.

With the roar of the cannon, Yaya ran over with his men and lined up in front of Anton.

Anton didn't speak, and raised his hand with a calm face to point to the exit of the canyon.

Yaya looked excited, took out her pistol and led the way towards the exit of the canyon.

Gunfire -

Anton and Suo Chao stopped talking, and they didn't even look through the binoculars.

You don't need to look at it to know what a miserable situation the exit of the canyon is now, Africans are much more ruthless than whites when dealing with Africans, whites have to save labor for colonial slavery, vendettas between African tribes, many times it is to cut grass and eradicate roots.

Roque didn't know what was happening at the other end of the canyon, and after breaking through the second line of defense of the rebels, finally the rebels walked out of the position trembling under the white flag.

"This is a surrender? It's really spineless, at least it's better for us to fight for 300 rounds-" Martin is still regretful, in fact, from the perspective of merit, the merit of the prisoner is greater than the merit of annihilation.

"They are now forced to surrender because they are helpless, if it weren't for Anton copying their back road, it would not be so easy to make them surrender." Roque was relaxed, and after coming to Natal, Roque seemed to be breezy on the surface, but the actual pressure was only known to Roque himself.

This was the first large-scale war fought mainly by ethnic Chinese, and the fighting in which the Chinese police participated during the Boer War, as well as the encirclement and suppression of the guerrillas in Johannesburg, were not large enough in scale and fruitful enough, so their influence was not enough.

After this stop, it was different, the Zulu rebels had defeated the Natal army and the Cape army successively, and it was difficult for the Transvaal colony to take advantage of most of the Upper Zulu rebels.

Roque's only concern now is whether Nyasaland's premature display of strength will make Britain fearful and deliberately cause trouble when democratic representation is implemented in southern Africa.

In fact, there is no need to worry about this issue, Ade will definitely stand with Nyasaland on this issue.

Roque has his own arrangements, and in London, Nyasaland is not alone.

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