The next day, Ernesto signed a sale and purchase agreement with the Iron Four Corners, selling Itabira's plantations to the Iron Four Corners.

Extortion also depends on the target, if it is a company that has just been established and does not have a strong background, then Ernesto will definitely have to extort a lot of money.

Forget about the iron four corners jointly established by the Nyasaland Company and the Adan Company, neither of them is easy to provoke, and they are not good targets for blackmail.

What's more, the price offered by the Iron Four Corners Company is really not low, and it must be very high compared to the coffee plantations, but it is still a drop in the bucket compared to the iron ore buried underground in Itabira.

All in all, everyone was happy.

When the news reached Southern Africa, Roque was equally pleased.

Of the three largest iron ores in the world, two of them already belong to Roque, and if this news is released, it is estimated that many people will go crazy.

While Nyasaland capital is gaining ground in South America, the atmosphere on the U.S.-Canada border is becoming increasingly tense.

The 1st Panzer Division has arrived in Halifax and has successfully moved into the Halifax Army Base.

A Southern African engineering unit also arrived in Halifax to build a military airfield next to the army base.

With the establishment of the Atlantic Fleet, Patton's position was naturally promoted to Commander of the Atlantic Fleet, and concurrently served as Commander-in-Chief of the Halifax base, and the garrison of Southern Africa in Halifax increased to more than 8,000 men.

Nominally, it is 8,000, but in reality there are less than 4,000 combat troops, and the rest are all base logistics personnel.

"Most of the houses at the base are in disrepair, a lot of money is needed to completely renovate them, the Canadian government can only provide help, and we have to be self-reliant—" Liu Chengbi, chief of staff of the Atlantic Fleet, is Patton's old partner, who joined the Southern African Navy earlier than Patton, and is a new generation of generals who grew up with Patton.

Liu Chengbi has just finished his studies at the Royal Naval College in Dartmouth, with the rank of rear admiral, so Barton is Liu Chengbi's senior.

"It doesn't matter, we got the franchise in Canada, we can ship goods from southern Africa to Canada for sale, Canada doesn't seem to have an airline yet, let Smith go to Nyasaland Airlines to order some civil transport planes, let's eat this crab." Barton is not good at business, but there are people who are good at business, and it is not surprising that the military does business in southern Africa, and the military service is a semi-commercial organization led by the Ministry of Defense in southern Africa.

"Then we have to set up a company." Liu Chengbi is also good at business, and he is already a general, but he still has to worry about money, it's a hell.

"No, find some Canadian companies to work with, you can find a few more and let them compete with each other." Barton learned a lot from Roque, money is inexhaustible, and earning money will not be a goal.

"General, the Canadian Border Patrol and the U.S. National Guard clash again, and the province of New Brunswick is again asking us to intervene." Patton's secretary came to report.

"How many times this is the month?" Patton is also helpless, the southern African troops stationed in Canada are a deterrent force, and in principle, they will not interfere in these small frictions on the US-Canada border.

"The fourth time—" Liu Chengbi knew the situation very well.

"It's not okay to do this, why don't you send troops to support?" Patton wanted to teach Americans a lesson.

"Let them change their clothes, change into the clothes of the Canada Border Patrol." Liu Chengbi also wanted to test the combat effectiveness of the US National Guard.

"It's more convenient to pick some white officers and soldiers." Barton added that there are still many whites serving in the Southern African Army.

"Try to find Germans-" Liu Chengbi is insidious, after the World War, the crimes committed by the Americans in Germany are too numerous to mention, and the Germans in southern Africa actually do not hate the British and the French, but gnash their teeth at the Americans.

The contradictions between Britain, France and Germany have been hurting each other for hundreds of years, and it has long been clear who is right and who is wrong.

Before the outbreak of the world war, the United States did not refuse to come, and did business happily. When the world war broke out and trade was cut off, the United States really couldn't make money, so it ended directly and became the last straw that crushed Germany.

After the World War, the U.S. military unit was responsible for managing the German prisoner of war camp on the Rhine River, resulting in a large number of German officers and soldiers in the prisoner of war camp.

So the Germans in southern Africa do not need to mobilize to fight the Americans.

Patton and Liu Chengbi were very efficient, and in just two days they selected more than 100 white soldiers, most of whom were Germans, to go to New Brunswick.

"The National Guard is actually a militia, these Yankees are very insidious, often comparing the large army to the shadows, and then sending people to provoke our border patrols, sometimes using the old and weak women and children to lure us into being fooled, and they will even brazenly cross the border to attack our patrols, and sometimes even rob the property of residents near the border." In charge of the reception was Captain Christopher, who fought in the World War and still serves in the Border Patrol.

"Robbery?" Captain Hans from Southern Africa was simply unbelievable.

"Yes, it's robbery, the United States is originally a country made up of robbers, this is normal, very American." Christopher scoffed at the fact that the United States in this era was not yet a beacon of democracy.

Captain Hans was speechless, silently took out the finger tiger from his pocket and put it on his hand.

Not far away, more than a dozen National Guard troops from Maine are approaching head-on, in Christopher's words, don't look at the fact that there are very few people on the opposite side now, and I don't know how many people are hiding in the woods not far away.

"What is this?" Christopher didn't know Knuckle, but he looked very powerful.

"Finger tiger, it's very effective in hand-to-hand combat." Captain Hans felt a lot of emotion, the Canadian Border Patrol was too kind, so it was pressed to the ground by the Americans and rubbed.

"Is there anything superfluous?" Christopher was eager to give it a try.

"Here's this—" Hans casually handed Christopher a flicker, and then taught Christopher how to use it.

Christopher was immediately so happy that he threw it out and took it back, like a child who had been given a new toy.

It's naïve!

"Bastards, meet again, are your injuries healed?" Before the two patrols met, the National Guard began to provoke.

"Are you ready to take a beating?"

"I'm going to live you in fear for the rest of your lives!"

"Die, bastard—"

Almost all members of the National Guard were shouting and laughing, and one of them even jumped off his horse and unbuttoned his pants to pee on the Border Patrol.

The officers and soldiers around Hans, with the exception of Christopher, were all Southern African soldiers.

Hans didn't speak, and drove his horse towards the peeing National Guard soldiers.

"Bastard, do you see clearly, I'm going to smash your mouth with it!" The peeing National Guard soldiers were so arrogant that they didn't seem to realize the danger was coming.

"Drink—" Hans suddenly urged his horse and rushed towards the unruly National Guard soldiers.

"That's it-" The National Guard soldier didn't have time to put away his tools for the crime, and his pants were wet and looked very embarrassed.

"Hahahaha, look at the way this bastard looks-"

"Do you still pee your pants when you're so big?"

"He's scared—"

The soldiers beside Hans laughed.

"Bastard, I'm going to teach you a lesson!" The guy in his pants rushed towards Hans, his rifle still on his shoulder, and he had no intention of taking it off.

Neither the National Guard nor the Border Patrol want to escalate the situation, as long as they don't shoot, injuries are commonplace.

Hans sneered, raised his legs and dismounted, and looked at the guy who rushed towards him with great calmness.

Before the menacing guy could shake his fist, Hans punched him in the face.

This is wearing the fist of the fingered tiger, and the menacing guy was knocked to the ground before he could block, and before the end, there seemed to be blood and teeth flying in the air.

At the same time as Hans made his move, the other officers and men of the National Guard and the members of the Border Patrol collided violently, and immediately screams and screams were heard in all directions.

The National Guard never dreamed that in just a few days, the Border Patrol would make such rapid progress.

It was so fast that the National Guard, hiding in the woods, had not even reached the battlefield before the scuffle was over.

The ground was full of officers and soldiers of the National Guard, and Hans's men were almost unscathed.

"Bastard, beat him!" The swearing words of the reinforced National Guard officers and soldiers are not very rich, and they are "stupid pigs" and "bastards" over and over again, and there is no culture at all.

Undeterred by the danger, Hans led his men bravely to meet him, and a scuffle broke out again.

Hans was also in ambush, and while reinforcements from the National Guard arrived, Hans's men were outflanking him.

By the time the National Guard reacted, it was already under siege.

"Don't take away their guns, take away all the bullets and clothes, take all the horses, hehe, these Americans are really rich, and they are actually equipped with thoroughbreds-" Hans won a big victory, and the spoils of war were still needed, and the Atlantic Fleet was really short of money now.

"Bastard, you can't insult us-" Some members of the National Guard decisively raised their guns.

"Put the gun down, you know the consequences of shooting, as long as you dare to shoot, then all of you will die!" Hans had a gloomy expression and did not shoot, no matter how serious the consequences were, they were within the control range.

Once a gun is fired, it is difficult to say, and there is a possibility that friction will develop into a conflict, and then it will be a local war.

"You can't do this, get out of the way, I'll shoot—" The National Guard soldiers, who were heavily surrounded, did not give up.

"Hahaha, you open-"

"Be brave bitch, you're not holding a burning stick—"

Hans's men around him giggled.

The surrounded National Guard soldiers were accidentally smashed in the back of their heads with the butt of their rifles.

If you start harder, you'll be killed.