Chapter 617 Action
The official position that can be promised to Varshanu is definitely not big, and it may not be considered an official, which is just an excuse to manage people.
Nowadays, the Transvaal and the Orange are fighting against each other. In fact, the manpower is even scarcer than the Orange because the Orange is scattered in the countryside. This means that the Transvaal wants to completely wipe out the Orange. It must be very difficult to arm people. After all, it is really difficult to find out which corner the Orange people are arming.
Therefore, the Transvaal people also need to find traitors among the Orange people to act as their lackeys, especially bastards or ruffians like Walshanu, because these people usually travel in groups and do not care about reputation. .
The Transvaal's current goal is to compress the living space of the Orangemen's armed forces by controlling the villages. As long as the connection between the two is cut off, things will be much easier to handle.
As for trying to solve the problem once and for all, it is definitely impossible, because in addition to the support of the people at the grassroots level, the Orangemen also have East Africa as foreign aid.
Therefore, as long as the military aid from East Africa continues, the Orange people can continue to fight, and the existence of East Africa is even more important. After all, the Orange people have no way to produce weapons themselves.
As if he saw Varsiano's thoughts, Blanca said: "Don't have too many ideas. If you choose to be a village official, it will most likely be in Florisbad, or go to other places." When doing tax work, if I were you, I would most likely choose to take the money. Although it may not be much, the profit is a sum and the risk is smaller."
Blanca is definitely a kind reminder, because he knows that people like Varshanu are not inherently bad, and are fundamentally different from ruffians.
Varsiano didn't think so. Instead, he continued to ask: "If this happens, will Florisbad be under my control with a high probability?"
Seeing that he didn't give up, Blanca stopped trying to persuade him and said, "Theoretically, this should be the case. After all, your original village chief's son is suspected of collaborating with the enemy, so there is a high probability that you will take his place."
Varshanu said happily: "Then what else is there to choose? As long as I can become famous in the village, I will be satisfied."
"Haha, aren't you afraid that the white bandits will cause trouble for you? You must know that Florisbad is considered a frontline and is not very safe." Blanca asked rhetorically.
"Hey, what's this? No matter how powerful they are, can they be as powerful as you? I know that sir, you are backed by the British, so the white bandits have no chance of winning." Varshanu was even more confident than Blanca.
Although he was a Transvaal officer, it was precisely because of this that Blanca knew how difficult the Orangemen were to deal with.
As for the British, it was indeed a great help to the Transvaal Restoration Army, but it did not have much effect. The main force was the Transvaal themselves, unless the British sent more troops to the Orange Free State to control the situation.
But it is obvious that the British have no such plan now. After all, the Transvaal people are very good at using this gun. There is no need for their own people to come as cannon fodder unless the situation is really out of control.
Now that the Transvaal Restoration Army is clearly at an advantage with British funding, the British are now firmly seated on the Diaoyutai. As for the interfering factor in East Africa, they can completely turn a blind eye.
East Africa can only make some small moves in secret. As for intervening in the affairs of the Orange Free State openly, it is no different from declaring war on Britain. Obviously, East Africa does not have the courage yet, so when it is certain that East Africa will not end up, Now there is no need for the UK to end the war personally.
Two days later.
"Company Commander, there is something strange about Kevin Dick, and our people have quietly followed him. What should we do now?"
"Don't miss this opportunity. It will never come back. Gather your troops immediately. We should be more than enough to deal with a transport convoy." Blanca said.
At this time, Varshanu also took advantage of the situation and said: "Captain Blanca, let me lead the way for you! After all, I am very familiar with the place."
Having been staying in the Transvaal military camp for the past two days, Varshanu was exhausted. The most important thing was that he couldn't drink enough without drinking.
As a dumping ground for industrial products in East Africa, the price of alcohol in the entire Cape Colony was also quite cheap, especially in Florisbad, a border area not far from East Africa.
No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, and the per capita consumption power of the Orange Free State is more than one level higher than that of the indigenous people. Therefore, East Africa is very willing to do this kind of business with small profits but quick turnover. This results in the price of imported goods in the Orange Free State being relatively high. cheap.
In fact, the Transvaal Revolutionary Army had a relatively sufficient supply of alcohol, mainly whiskey, but the cost of transporting it from the British mainland or the rear was too high. In addition, the army had strict management requirements for alcohol, especially the cloth. The field company led by Lanka often changes places, so the supply cannot be effectively connected.
Of course, there are other reasons, which involve the issue of corruption, which is not an issue that a small person like Blanca can touch.
Not to mention Blanca, even as the President of the Provisional Government of the Transvaal Republic, little Pretorius could only turn a blind eye to this issue.
The British Logistics Department may be a little softer on its own people, but are the Transvaal people its own people? Of course not, so it is natural to take more measures. Moreover, in addition to the British, there are also many dishonest people in the Transvaal's own government.
This feeling of wanting to drink but not being able to enjoy himself to the fullest is what Varshanu can't bear the most, so he has long wanted to leave the Transvaal military camp, but Blanca had been keeping him locked up because he was worried about him leaking the secret. , leaving him scratching his head.
Blanca did not refuse Varshanu this time. In order not to alert the snake, her people did not dare to go to the Sote Pond to investigate in a big way. Mainly because they were afraid of being discovered by Dicken and others, so they asked Varshanu to lead the way, and even more It will help your side avoid detours.
"Very good. When the troops are ready, you will take the lead. If you can catch them this time, it will be a great achievement." Blanca said to Varsiano.
"Yes, sir!" Varshanu said to Blanca in a similar manner.
Soon, Blanca's company, led by Varsiano, headed towards the Salt Pond.
It has to be said that Di Kaiwen was not very wary, and he probably did not expect that people in the village would eavesdrop on the wall in the middle of the night, leading to leaks.
After all, the village of Florisbad was a big place with very little knowledge, and Kevin Dickinson was not a professional intelligence officer, so he was easily caught by the Transvaal people because of his mental arithmetic but not his care.
Even if this young man was a little wary, the tracking of the Transvaal Restoration Army would not have been successful this time, or the villain Valshanu would have been discovered a month ago.
Of course, this is also related to Dickinson's background. In Florisbad Village, he is the son of the village chief. He is usually supported by a powerful figure like his father, so he is naturally quite carefree in character.
If this were someone from the East African Defense and Security Agency, the conspiracy would never have been discovered by a bastard like Varshanu. After all, he would light an oil lamp and plot loudly in the middle of the night. An agent from the East African Defense and Security Agency would not be able to do this unless his brain was rusty. Would do such an unreliable thing.