Make France Great Again Chapter 871

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The scientific expedition team officially set off on the afternoon that Andrei Milanovic led the troops stationed in the open-pit mining area. The chief of the Ntuya tribe personally came to the river bank to see off Captain Gran.

"Mr. Grandi, welcome to come again next time!" The old chief said to Captain Grandi with a sincere expression.

"Mr. Chief, I hope that after the next meeting, your Ntuya tribe will be more prosperous!" Captain Grandi also sent his blessings.

"I firmly believe that under the leadership of the Governor's Palace, our tribe will become more and more prosperous!" The old chief said as he sent two Turkish machetes inlaid with gems to Captain Grandi and Mirabeau. In the hands of Plenkovich, "This is a gift prepared by our Ntuya tribe for you, I hope you will be satisfied!"

Captain Grandi and Mirabo Plenkovic, who received the gift, showed a look of surprise on their faces. They never thought that the old chief would be so happy. Gemstones can also sell for hundreds of pounds in the market.

If the whole Turkish machete meets a real favorite local tyrant, even if it costs a thousand pounds, it will not be a problem.

You must know that the salary of Captain Grandi's entire team is only 30,000 francs a year, which is less than 1,000 pounds in pounds.

For Mirabo Plenkovich, who holds the rank of major, it is even more incredible.

As the saying goes, people respect me one foot, and I respect others ten feet.

The old chief's gift made Captain Grandi and Mirabo Plenkovic very satisfied. Captain Grandi didn't mind reminding the old chief. He whispered to the old chief, "Mr. Chief, this gift is actually yours. , The person who should be sent the most is not us, but His Excellency the Governor who is far away in Libreville!

Me and Mirabo Plenkovich are just working for His Excellency the Governor! "

"However, I don't know what the Governor-General likes!" The old chief responded to Captain Grandi. The reason why he gave Captain Grandi and the others gifts was to get Jerome Patterson from them. 's preferences.

Don't look at him as just a tribal chief, but the old chief is not inferior to those so-called civilized people in terms of sophistication, and he also knows that he can only do what he likes.

"This question, you have to ask Major Mirabeau!" Captain Grandi shrugged his shoulders and responded to Mirabeau Plenkovic: "After all, I have only known the Governor for half a time. moon!

Major Mirabeau has known the Governor for a long time, and he must know what the Governor likes! "

After that, Captain Grandi gestured to Mirabo Plenkovic with his eyes to stand up and say a few words.

"Major Mirabeau, what advice do you have?" the old chief sincerely asked Mirabeau Plenkovic.

Mirabo Plenkovic thought for a while before responding to the old chief: "Your Excellency the Governor doesn't pay much attention to material things, he pays more attention to real achievements.

As long as the Ntuya tribe can continue to coordinate with the policies of the Governor's Palace, His Excellency the Governor will have face.

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The Governor has a face, and your life will get better and better! "

Mirabo Plenkovich paused, reorganized his language and continued, "By the way, there is one more thing, our governor is the nephew of the Emperor of the Empire, and he is highly regarded by the Emperor of the Empire!"

"I understand!" The old chief nodded and replied to Mirabo Plenkovic, "Our Ntuya tribe will not let the Governor-General lose face!"

"Although His Excellency the Governor may not accept your gift, you can change the recipient of the gift from His Excellency the Governor to the closest official of His Excellency, for example: Secretary General Rastigne!

Mirabo Plenkovic then reminded the old chief, "Secretary-General Rastigne is the chief steward of the entire Governor's Palace, and he has the right to issue orders on behalf of the Governor when the Governor goes out.

If you can befriend him, it will definitely not be a loss! "

After listening to Mirabo Plenkovich's words, the old chief silently discussed in his heart: I really don't know how many official positions they have in the Governor's Palace!

Although the old chief had some opinions on the official position of the Governor's Palace, he still kept in mind what Mirabo Plenkovic had said.

"Yes! I remember it!" The old chief replied to Mirabo Plenkovic.

"Okay! I have already said what I have to say! The rest is up to you!" Mirapo Plenkovic spread his hands, then turned to Captain Grandi and said, "Geez Mr. Randy, it's time for us to go!"

Captain Grandi glanced at his pocket watch, it was three o'clock now, and he hurriedly said to the old chief: "Mr. Chief, we should go!

If we stay here too long, we're afraid we won't be able to find the next location.

At that time, we can only spend the night on the boat! "

After speaking, Captain Grandi ordered all members of the scientific expedition team to board the ship.

It took nearly 20 minutes for everyone to board the boat. Under the watch of the old chief, they continued to drive eastward along the Ornway River until they disappeared from the sight of the old chief.

After doing all this, the old chief yawned and returned to the tribe step by step.

When the old chief arrived in the tribe, all the members who were sent to hunt by him also returned, and each of them carried prey around their necks and carriages. This time the hunting can be said to be fully loaded.

The residents of the tribe cheered happily after seeing the gifts brought back by members who went out to hunt.

At this moment, the voice of the old chief reached their ears again, "Send these prey to those who are stationed in the mines!"

As soon as this remark came out, it was like a ignited bomb that ignited the emotions of the tribesmen, and the tribesmen recalled the incident two days ago.

In an instant, the inhabitants of the tribe shouted loudly like fried hedgehogs.

"Why! This is our prey!"

"I won't do it! They have the ability to go hunting!"

"Why do we assign our things to a group of guys who invade our territory!"

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The shouts came one after another, and the old chief just quietly watched everyone in the tribe. He was waiting, waiting for everyone to vent their emotions before speaking.

At this time, no matter what you say to them, it will be of no use, but will arouse conflicts.

After a while, the shouting gradually diminished.

The old chief spoke again to the tribesmen: "Everyone, I understand what you mean! I also understand the reason for your anger!

But I hope that each of you can clearly realize that we are no longer the unrestrained tribe that we used to be!

We still have a Governor's House over our heads, and now they are in charge of us!

And those soldiers are the people of the Governor's House, which means they are also part of the people who run us!

We can only try to maintain our relationship with them..."

Before waiting for the old chief to speak, a middle-aged man who seemed to be strong and powerful interrupted the old chief: "Patriarch, we can totally not rely on them, we can rely on our own strength to survive here!"

The old chief did not survive because he interrupted himself, but asked calmly: "What method are you going to use to avoid the sight of those people and survive!"

"We can fight them and let them know how powerful we are!" the middle-aged man said with high spirits: "They have muskets, and we have muskets now! Why should we obey their arrangements!"

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"That's right!"

The middle-aged man's remarks resonated with part of the tribe. They took it for granted that both sides had muskets and should have an equal relationship in terms of strength.

However, the words of encouragement from the middle-aged man were undoubtedly stupid words in the ears of the old chief.

"Then let me ask you, do you know how many people there are in our tribe?" The old chief continued to ask back.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said to the old chief, "I don't know!"

"Let me tell you! There are 13,521 people in our tribe!" The old chief replied, and then asked the middle-aged man, "Do you know how many people there are?"

The middle-aged man shook his head again, expressing that he did not know.

"There are more than 30 million people who govern the country behind the Governor's Palace!" The old chief said to the middle-aged man in a stern tone.

After hearing the number, the people surrounding the old chief all had expressions of fear on their faces.

30 million people is a huge number for Gabon, a region with a total population of less than 2 million, let alone a tribe with a population of over 10,000.

"And I've heard they have 5,000 troops in Libreville.

You say how should we fight them, what should we fight them with! "The old chief asked the middle-aged man with a hint of grim expression on his face.

The middle-aged man was forced by the momentum of the old chief and subconsciously took a step back.

"I..." The middle-aged man couldn't say a word.

Afterwards, the old chief raised his head and looked around like a king who had returned from victory. No one who was watched by him dared to look at him.

"It's not because of weakness that I compromise!

But the strength gap between us and them is so great that we have almost no chance of resistance! "The old chief said to everyone present in a heavy tone: "That's why I choose to surrender, at least our tribe still exists!"

Our children and old people will not be slaughtered by them! "

The old chief spoke intermittently of how he saw his tribe being slaughtered by the army in his youth while traveling with his master.

Everyone present listened to the description of the old chief, and their faces could not help showing fear and fear.

"Now that our tribe has become a member of the Governor's Palace, we don't have to be afraid of being exterminated like other tribes!" The old chief said bitterly to everyone present: "What we do now is to maintain the relationship between the tribe and the Governor's Palace!

Let our tribe's place in the Governor's Mansion remain the same! "

Chapter end