1855 United States Tycoon

Seeing that the main battlefield had been breakthrough, Major Hilton gave the order to retreat. Continue to resist, the exchange ratio may not be so good. At least for now, his troops still have a good exchange ratio, killing and killing many guerrillas. Faced with an offensive of this scale, it has been possible to do so. Very good. You know, there are no more than one hundred real combatants among his four hundred people, and the others are all colonial troops that only bully civilians. It's already pretty good to do this. Besides, Major Hilton didn't think it was great to let the guerrillas enter the concentration camp. Anyway, the farms of the Boers had been burned down, and they had nowhere to go when they came out. Moreover, I am afraid that other British troops are also on their way. Even if the Boers want to retreat now, it is estimated that they will lose their skin.

Of course, there is also a way to withdraw. Let the local troops withdraw first, let the Asan troops stay, and then let Asan withdraw. Fortunately, the guerrillas did not pursue them, so the retreat went smoothly. However, Major Hilton made a big mistake when retreating, that is, he actually forgot to take away or destroy the medical data in the concentration camp.

After entering the Shire concentration camp, all the guerrillas were taken aback by the situation in the camp.

The people in the concentration camps were yellow and thin. In just a few months, many people had become skinny and skinny. The condition of women and children is even more terrifying. According to British standards, they only give each Boer man 0.75 pounds of potatoes a day, and women and children even less. Such a bit of food, not to mention filling the stomach, it is even difficult to survive. Moreover, the environment in the concentration camp is extremely harsh. The concentration camp was set up temporarily. The so-called house is just a few thin wooden boards surrounded by a thin wooden board. Later, a layer of soil was piled along the thin wooden planks, which was barely strengthening the heat preservation ability. Not actually, when the guerrillas and the reporters walked into these rooms, they didn't feel any difference between the indoor temperature and the outdoor temperature.

In order to maintain the indoor temperature as much as possible, there are almost no windows in the room. So it is as dark as night at all times. Such houses are generally not big, the average area of ​​each house is less than 20 square meters, but the British have packed an average of 17 to 20 people into such a small house.

And the British didn't provide furniture or anything for the Boers living here, not even a bed. So even though it was a big winter, the Boers who lived there could still only sleep on the ground with a little grass. Living in such an environment and being forced to perform intensive labor, the physique of a person who can not be sick, according to the DND standard, the number of physical points is estimated to be at least 18-19 points, or, to use Greek mythology to metaphor, That is an Achilles with no heel weakness.

Obviously, there are no such people in the concentration camps, especially among women, and there is no monster with physical fitness comparable to Achilles. Although according to Greek mythology, the humanoid monster of Achilles often wears a skirt. Hiding among a lot of girls pretending to be a girl.

So it is natural that although it is not a season for epidemics, the diseases are still prevalent in the concentration camps. Especially among women and children. Although the British plan to have some doctors in the concentration camps, these doctors are mostly used to serve the British. Basically, they will not provide services to these sick Boers. And the lack of drugs is also a serious problem. In the pharmacy of the concentration camp, the guerrillas found very little medicine.

Such an environment will inevitably bring about the high death rate in the concentration camps. According to the records found by the guerrillas in the concentration camps, the death rate in the concentration camps was as high as 30% in the last two months. According to the Boers detained in the concentration camp, many people die here every day. The dead are piled up in a yard over there. When the number is enough to fill a train carriage, they are towed away by train. , As for dragging there, the Boers naturally don't know.

"Maybe it was dragged to the crematorium in the city and burned." Someone said.

"Then where is that house, can you show me?" Ms. Emily Hobhouse asked.

"Okay, ma'am," a Boer replied, "you can follow me if you want to see it, but...you have to control yourself..."

Several other reporters were busy taking pictures of the Boers in the concentration camp and asking them questions. Only Bilt found Waldner and said to him: "Mr. Waldner, I found some statistics about the British in the British infirmary. I want to ask if I can take it away. Mr. Waldner, this will be our strongest evidence to expose their crimes."

"What did you find?" Waldner asked curiously.

"A register of death personnel in the concentration camp. It records the alarmingly high death rate in the concentration camp during this period of time." Bildt replied.

"Can I see it too?" Waldner said.

"Of course." Bilt answered, handing a notepad to Waldner. Waldner took it and turned it over. Gradually, his hands shook uncontrollably, and his face became more and more terrifying, so much so that Bilt was worried that he would be angry with this little book. The book was torn to pieces. However, the guerrilla captain quickly stabilized his emotions. He silently closed the little book and handed it back to Bilt. After a long time, he said, "This is really an important evidence of crime. Please keep it. , Take it out, and the whole world will see what kind of Devil we are fighting against."

...

"God!" Although he was mentally prepared, when the Boer pulled the courtyard door halfway open, the sight in front of him still made Emily Hobhouse feel unbelievable, so much so, She had to retreat back several steps, as if a violent hurricane blew from inside after the courtyard door was opened.

The yard is like piles of wood, neatly stacked with the naked bodies of the dead Boers. Because the yard is not big, there are too many corpses, so these corpses are divided into piles, piled up in layers. The bottom layer was men, and then a layer of lime was sprinkled on top, then another layer of women, and then another layer of lime. Then there is a layer of children... Now it’s the beginning of September. In South Africa, this is the early spring season. Although the temperature is still below zero for more than half of the day, the corpses stacked here have begun to emit a burst. It's stink.

Emily Hobhouse stood outside the courtyard, full of fear. She used to hear people mention that terrible things happened in the concentration camps in South Africa, but she was a little suspicious, because the ability of human beings to do bad things is always beyond the imagination of many individuals. Especially when Emily Hobhouse herself was an Englishman, she was naturally less willing to believe that people in her own country would do such a thing, although, intellectually, Emily Hobhouse also knew , The low limit of the British Empire is rare in human history, but, as a British, she always hopes that the own country can be more... As a result, although her reason has already used a very wrong and emotional way to force her I guessed own motherland with the worst malice, but when the fact that was still far beyond her expectations was placed in front of her, Emily Hobhouse felt completely at a loss.

"Madam, do you want to go in and take a closer look? Do you need to take pictures... You..." The Boer opened the door of the other half of the courtyard, but when he looked back, he saw Emily Hobhouse standing upright. Kneeling on the muddy ground, tears streaming down his face.

...

It took a little more than half an hour. The reporters collected as much as possible as they could, and then they were about to retreat. Guns have been heard from both the north and the south-this is the blocking force fighting the British reinforcements. Now, the guerrillas and reporters need to retreat.

"What about those civilians?" Karlsson asked.

"Let those who have the strength to follow us follow us." Waldner replied. Since seeing the tragedy in the concentration camp, he has been thinking about this matter. It will be worse than staying here."

"But what about those who can't keep up with us?" Karlsson continued to ask.

Waldner was silent, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "Carlsson, you know, we are not an almighty God, we can't slow down."

Karlsson was also silent. He also understood that the blocking troops would not be able to withstand the British army for long, and when they retreated, if they brought the civilians who were not walking fast, they would inevitably be overtaken by the British army. It will be a problem if the guerrillas can even run out of them in a big rout.

"Carlsson, you take the civilians who can ride horses to go first, and I will take them to you. Those who can't go, let them go to the wild by themselves. It's better than staying here. Oh, Also, there are about a hundred children in the concentration camp. Ask their parents. If they agree, let the older of them go with you and the younger... Go and ask the reporters, see. See if they can take these children away."

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