Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1058: African dream


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"My child, the destiny of the ethnic group is in your hands. The fastest update" Babulu's body shook as the troop-carrying vehicle drove. He is now the leader of the ANC, a group of leaders from all over the world.

For Africa, which is hot all the year round, the temperature at 20 degrees will make people feel cold and need to wear cotton clothes. In the bitter cold of nuclear winter, Babulu watched his relatives and friends fall down one by one, but he was helpless.

In the vast African continent, survival is always a problem. In order to survive, all kinds of things that challenge the limits of humanity have been done. In the past year, Babru became a strong warrior and leader with his knowledge and skills learned in the past.

In the face of nature, personal ability is too small. The ‘Afghan National Assembly’ gathered tens of thousands of ethnic groups, but Babru was unable to feed these people. They are already one of the largest forces in the south of Angola, and the other is their deadly enemy, the "Afghan National League."

Both Angola ’s indigenous forces gave themselves a very impressive name, but this did not bring them much benefit. In order to survive, they attack each other without mercy. But there is nothing worth killing in the end, because their homes have been completely destroyed.

When the mountains and rivers were exhausted and everyone was almost done, Babru realized that he should stop this stupid behavior. What should I do after stopping? no one knows. It wasn't until Bann forces sent an invitation to hold multi-party talks.

"How should we get help from those white people?"

Inquired by Babru is the leader of the ‘African League’, Josie, a cold, fierce and brutal old man. He is already a rare old man among black Africans, and it is precisely because of his rich experience that he survived the survival struggle of the abnormal brutal.

Now Angola ’s ‘Afghan National League’ and ‘Afghan National Congress’ have to sit down and cope with the ‘Ban forces’ in the north. Now everyone is looking forward to getting some benefits from this talk, food, clothing, fuel, safety commitments, anything.

The old black man, Josie, has no strong body. He is like an old tree sitting opposite Babru and said in a low voice: "We must keep those whites in balance, otherwise we will not survive. Probably. The key is not to make Bain too powerful. "

"Dear old Josie, how I wish I could have the wisdom you have." Some of Bablo is the bravery and aggressiveness of young people, but he is more reckless and lacks toughness. He can only ask the elderly people, "We are very weak now, what should we do to change?"

"Cheat!"

Old Josie spit out a word.

"Cheat?" Babru frowned that he didn't understand, "Cheat who?"

"Fool everyone."

Old Josie seems to be testing Babru's perception. But Babulu's perception seems to be very general. He shook his head and said that he couldn't think of a trick.

"We want to make the people in Bann feel that we are very useful. We want to let 'Dongshuang' feel that protecting us is protecting her. The most important thing is to deceive those Chinese who have food in their hands. They must be drawn as our dependence. "

Old Josie ’s words were like the light in the darkness, illuminating the darkness in Bablo ’s heart. But he thought carefully, the other party seemed to say nothing, all nonsense.

"Dear old Josie, we are about to go to the town of Cakuso, please tell me how to cheat?" Bablo wanted to know a specific way.

"There is no way to plan for this kind of thing, then you can just look at my face and act." At the last moment of arriving in the town of Cakuso, old Josie gave the final warning, "Ban ’s crazy Pride, 'Winter Frost' is irritable, the Chinese are forbearing, we need to deal with it in a targeted way. "

During the speech, the two confluent local forces have arrived at the meeting. Now in a mess in Africa, there are no formal diplomatic institutions of various forces, and people who come to the talks can only gather together to exchange opinions. The first is to simply touch the head and settle down for a while.

This was originally a serious talk about life and death, and it can even be said to have far-reaching influence. It decided the political pattern and geopolitical plate of Angola and even Africa as a whole. But in the talk, he was stunned by a joyous laughter. He was performing at the moment.

Zhou Qingfeng dropped the **** of the Tohoku dialect, holding Wen Tianyu's shoulders still. He just shouted a random section of various materials, and turned to yell at Fang Ye: "The great leader *** teaches us a vast world and do great things!

Africa now, it ’s really piles of weak residue. No matter what the European aggressor or the local indigenous people, one is counted as a waste. It's not that I boast, I simply don't look down on them.

A large area of ​​fertile land such as Africa needs to be cultivated and cultivated, to mine, to be forested, to forests, to lakes and lakes. God let this land lack nothing, and let the black people occupy is a huge waste.

The cataclysm is a catastrophe, a heartbreaking catastrophe. But after the catastrophe is a new life! Don't be afraid, a difficult start does not mean that it will be difficult in the future. What can I do if I am here? As long as we go hand in hand, try to see who can be the enemy!

Some of you are short of supplies and you are worried about someone coveting. You have to be careful to hide and hide, for fear of being hurt. And my supplies are so piled up that no one came to use them. As long as we cooperate, we can create another China in Africa.

First of all, we have stopped the bitter land of this tropical region in central Africa, where there are mountains and water, and the light and heat resources are extremely rich. Just plant a seed and grow crops in the ground. Just dig a piece of soil and minerals will come out.

On the left side of Africa is the Atlantic Ocean, and on the right side is the Indian Ocean. When you enter, you can peep into Europe, drink horses in the Mediterranean Sea, and ride ocean horses; retreat to dominate the Middle East. As long as there is such a foundation, where the world is so big, where can it go?

This is a great opportunity that history has given us to rule the earth, which is rare once in a thousand years. If we don't catch it, the ancestral ancestors' coffin plates can't be pressed, and the children and grandchildren will hate to give us cold pig heads.

Brother, you and I are destined. Come, today is the time for us to meet teachers. Have a drink, strengthen the morale, and celebrate a new era for us. "

Zhou Qingfeng really pulled out a hip flask from his body, took a few sips on his neck, and then gave it to Wen Tianyu.

Wen Tianyu was so confused that he could not tell the northeast, southeast and northwest. He didn't understand where this came from. But the other party's words boiled the blood he said, and his heart was surging. Africa is indeed a good place to make achievements!

According to this stunned expression, it seems that the beauty of the prosperous world is at your fingertips. He seemed not to be a ruined and ruined town in front of his eyes, but a bustling ** tower.

And Babru who was watching the show was also dumbfounded. Although he did n’t understand what Zhou Qingfeng was saying, he always felt that the man in front of him grabbed the limelight of everyone. He turned to old Josie, "What character is this person? How do we deal with it?"

Old Josie is also a bit stupid, and he replied a long time ago, "This person should be our colleague. The trick has reached the level of deception. It ’s hard to extricate oneself in three words. We have met our opponent." (To be continued. .)

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