On the night of the peacekeepers' entry into Lake Sapanja, five people were shot, and in addition to the bearded man, the other four were guys who tried to sneak into the barracks at night, probably just for a meal, but the Cossacks would not give them a chance to explain.

In the event of an unexpected situation at night, the Cossacks will shoot at the first time, without even warning, do not bring the way of peacetime into the war years, do not forget that the areas where the peacekeepers appear are full of dangers, and when the militants raid the camp of the peacekeepers, they will not fire a warning to the peacekeepers.

In the early morning, five crosses were erected at the entrance of the camp, and the five corpses were directly hung up, and the effect was immediate, and there were no more unknown guys challenging the bottom line of the peacekeeping forces.

"Patrolling the area around Lake Sapanja needs to resume as soon as possible, and civilians who have fled to the mountains and forests during the war must be persuaded to return home, and tomorrow there will be consignment ships to bring in construction materials, and several warehouses will be built near the docks to store construction materials and food, as well as weapons and ammunition." Fan Yao is methodical, the camp of more than 100 people actually does not need to be too big, the military camp occupied by Fan Yao's squadron is enough to station a division according to the establishment of the former Ottoman Empire troops, and there is open space.

According to the standards of southern Africa, a barracks of about 20 square meters can accommodate six people, and officers are in a single room or a suite according to their ranks, and more than 100 people are actually 30 or 40 barracks are enough.

Although most of the houses in the barracks were destroyed, there were still enough rooms to repair, the well-fed refugees worked very hard, and the corpses on the crosses at the entrance of the camp were also able to form a sufficient deterrent, and in just two or three days, the whole camp was completely new inside and out, the ground in the living quarters had been hardened, and the materials used were removed from the collapsed houses.

"If you want to patrol, you need military horses or cars, but you can't use motorcycles." Pullman is not very demanding, armored vehicles are a bit of a luxury for peacekeepers, military horses or motorcycles can still do, and considering the environment of Lake Sapanja, speedboats are definitely needed.

"Don't think about armored vehicles and war horses, motorcycles can still fight for it." Fan Yao is not greedy, for the Cossacks the war horse is definitely the best, but the times are advancing, and the Cossacks must also adapt to the development of the times.

Fan Yao guessed correctly, the transport ship that arrived in the afternoon sent more than a dozen motorcycles with the ship, the traffic situation around Sapanja Lake is not bad, as long as it does not rain, motorcycles are actually more convenient than armored vehicles and war horses.

However, before the troops led by Fan Yao had time to familiarize themselves with motorcycles, the troops received combat orders.

A French unit was besieged by locals in a small town about ten kilometers south of Lake Sapanja, and the troops could not get out and called for help from the peacekeepers.

Troops! Siege! Help!

Fan Yao feels that he lives in a different world from the French, and it seems that for the French, the world war is not over, and there are still all kinds of wars and chaos.

No matter how you complain, the military situation is an order, Fan Yao left a part of the soldiers to defend the camp, and he led Sergei's detachment to set off to reinforce the French.

"We were ordered to go with Mr. Johnson to Wheatley to collect taxes, but the locals resisted, Mr. Johnson was kidnapped by the locals, and we were surrounded in the mayor's office, and Captain Gallup sent me for help, hoping that when we returned, Mr. Johnson would still be alive." On the way, Corporal Norton, who was ordered to play the player, briefed Fan Yao on the situation.

"Who are Jonson and Gallup?" Fan Yao also wore a combat uniform and carried a backpack and rifle, and from the outside, he was almost indistinguishable from other soldiers.

"Mr. Johnson is the tax collector, and there are only six people around Captain Gallup, and we didn't expect the locals to dare to resist the levy." Norton was out of breath, and when he came to call for help, he rode a horse, which was now resting in the camp.

Fan Yao was silent, the appearance of the French is indeed not good-looking, no wonder the locals want to resist.

After the end of the World War, France did not get the compensation it wanted from Germany, so it increased the pressure on the colonies, which led to the complete collapse of the situation in Madagascar.

Fan Yao really couldn't imagine that the French not only did not accept the lesson, but just after getting the management of the Mandate, they couldn't wait to loot the Mandate, which shows that the French have reached the point of starvation.

"Mr. Johnson can't help it, we haven't been paid for three months, the logistics are seriously insufficient, the soldiers take turns to go fishing and come back to roast and eat, and the bigwigs of Congress are busy fighting for power and profit, and they don't care about the life or death of us poor creatures." Norton complained that he had just eaten well in the camp and that he had a grudge against the French government even more.

Although the salaries of the peacekeepers are not high, the food is obviously very good, and do not forget that the Cossacks are good hunters, and they will not go hungry if they hunt casually, and Sergey is one of them.

Compared with all kinds of meat, the coffee and fruit of the peacekeeping troops are more impressive, in fact, there is no shortage of fruits in the Asia Minor Peninsula, there are many orchards around the Sapanca Lake camp, but there is no one to pick them if they are not well managed, and the fruits do not grow well, and when they are ripe, they can only rot in the orchards.

After Fan Yao learned about the situation, he organized the Ottomans in the camp to pick fruits, in the past, the owners of those orchards were all landlords, or princes and nobles, although those people fled during the world war, but the remnants were still there, so few locals dared to go to the orchards to pick.

Now with Fan Yao's order, the Ottomans in the camp were elated and highly motivated.

Given that the Ottomans in the camp were very obedient, Fan Yao had already planned to select some of them as temporary employees of the camp to serve the peacekeepers, cleaning, washing, washing clothes, cooking, etc.

More than ten kilometers are coming in a blink of an eye, and the five kilometers some time ago have played a role, and the quality of the members of the Sergei detachment is good, and the formation is still not chaotic after running more than ten kilometers, and it already has the meaning of an elite unit.

The area of the town is not large, dozens of families are scattered on a hillside, the houses are all old houses built of stone, at a glance it looks as if they are hundreds of years old, the mayor's office is in the center of the town, a few French soldiers with rifles, and one or two hundred Ottomans armed with various weapons are confronting.

"Put away the bayonets, form two formations, march in formation—" Fan Yao didn't want to provoke the Ottomans, they actually just wanted to express their anger, and did not attack the French troops, otherwise a few people would not have survived until now.

Fortunately, there are few French soldiers, otherwise it is estimated that the French soldiers would have used force to suppress them, and they would be afraid of beating wolves with hemp straw.

The appearance of the peacekeepers in the formation quickly attracted the attention of the French soldiers and the Ottomans, Captain Gallup was a tall but thin middle-aged man, because of the perennial alcoholism, Captain Gallup's eyes were cloudy and his nose was red, he was a captain at this age, which fully proved his ability.

However, it is difficult to say that the French army has always been known for its rigid structure and bloated structure, and it is normal for really capable people to not be reused in the French army, Petain and Foch were only colonels when the world war broke out, and their later rise to prominence was closely related to their own efforts, and many senior French generals were dismissed and abandoned because of their ability after the outbreak of the world war.

"Spread out, what are you doing here, are you going to riot?" Fan Yao came to the side of the Ottomans and buttoned a big hat very skillfully.

"Who are you?"

"Get out of our land!"

"Kill all the French!"

The Ottomans were a mess of gossip, from the old man with white beard to the naughty boy who was not as tall as a rifle, and even the aunt with a waist as thick as a bucket with a shovel to help out.

Don't underestimate the combat effectiveness of these aunts, a strong man with a height of one meter and eight and a weight of one hundred and eight will carry it and leave, just like carrying a wooden stake.

"Be quiet, which of you is the leader, stand up and speak." Fan Yao doesn't entangle, and he doesn't understand these aunts.

"Good evening sir, I am the patriarch of the house of Muhammad—" Someone who knew English finally came forward, presumably educated in Europe.

"Hello, I'm Fan Yao of the League of Nations Peacekeeping Force, do you know what the peacekeeping force does? Our mission is to maintain peace in the region and protect civilians from war. "Fan Yao is not in favor of besieging the tax collector at every turn, this trouble will lead to war.

According to information provided by Norton, Mr. Johnson, the tax collector, was kidnapped by the Ottomans.

Hopefully, Mr. Jonson will be fine, otherwise the French troops will definitely retaliate against the local Ottomans.

"It's not that we don't want to pay the taxes, but as soon as the tax collector asks, we pay 250 francs each, and we can't afford it, and the gentlemen threaten to put us all in jail." The patriarch was indignant,

250 francs, about 10 pounds, that's a lot of money, and it's still per person—

They deserve to be kidnapped, and to ask for so much money is to force these Ottomans to death!

"Come in, let's come in and talk slowly, where's Mr. Jonson? You didn't hurt him. Fan Yao seemed to be inadvertent, and he would get people out first.

"Of course not, we're not savages." The patriarch was justifiable, and it was estimated that in his opinion, it was indeed not barbaric to kidnap the tax collector and besiege the French soldiers.

Soon Mr. Jonson was sent over, but he looked very embarrassed, with footprints all over his body and bruises on his face, apparently "hospitalized" by the Ottomans.

Oh, it's really not barbaric.

ps: Good news, it's finally raining -