Make France Great Again

"Mr. Grandy, what should we do now?"

Mirabeau Plenkovic, who saw the tribal soldiers gradually approaching their location, stared at the tribal soldiers to prevent them from making a sudden attack, and asked Captain Grandi.

"Wait!" Captain Grandi replied calmly to Mirabeau Plenkovitch.

"yes!"

Mirabeau Plenkovic said no more and stood there quietly waiting.

Soon, the distance between the tribal soldiers and Mirabeau Plenkovic and others was less than 50 meters.

At such a distance, the weapons of both sides were able to cause damage to each other, and the situation seemed to be at a stalemate.

After a while, a white-haired old man appeared from the fence with a cane and walked slowly behind the tribal soldiers. Upon seeing this, the soldiers quickly made way for the old man.

The old man walked to the front row, looked at Captain Grandi with a slightly turbid look, and then asked Captain Grandi in half-baked French: "Dear guests, are you raising your guns to kill us all?"

Captain Grandi also showed surprise on his face, and he quickly replied in French: "Your Excellency Chief, we are just doing this in self-defense! Your tribal soldiers are really too dangerous!"

"Danger!" The old chief sneered and responded to Captain Grandi: "Dear guest, I really can't understand that a group of people armed with the most advanced rifles would think that a group of people armed with spears is dangerous.

If you think our spears are dangerous, we are willing to trade them for your guns. "

"Your Majesty Chief, what I mean by danger is that the spears held by the soldiers of your tribe can harm me and my team members. The danger or not does not depend on the advanced weapons!" Captain Grandi argued. One sentence.

"Sir, since you think our weapons are dangerous, please leave as soon as possible!" the old chief said to Captain Grandi with a straight face.

"That's not possible!" Captain Grandy shook his head and the old chief replied, "I was also ordered to contact you!"

"By order? Whose order!" The old chief asked Captain Grandi after being stunned for a few seconds.

"I am here to contact you on the orders of the Governor of Gabon!" Captain Grandi responded to the old chief.

"Governor of Gabon?" After the old chief thought for a moment, he said to Captain Grandi with a wary look on his face: "We don't know the Governor of Gabon!"

"Your Majesty Chief, it doesn't matter if you don't know the Governor, but you must let the Governor know you!" Captain Grandi said to the old chief in a slightly overbearing tone.

"Why?" the old chief asked back, with a hint of unkindness in his tone: "Why should I let the Governor of Gabon know me!"

"Because the land you live in now belongs to the jurisdiction of the Governor of Gabon!" Captain Grandi responded to the old chief: "Since it is the jurisdiction of the Governor, then you must let the Governor know you!"

After hearing what Captain Grandi said, the old chief had a look of shock on his face. He didn't even know when the land where his ancestors had lived for generations became the jurisdiction of the so-called Governor of Gabon.

Therefore, the old chief couldn't help but loudly questioned Captain Grandi: "Our Ntuya people have been living in this land for generations. Why don't we know that this place has become the territory of the Governor of Gabon!"

"Don't you know now?" Captain Grandi replied to the old chief with a serious face: "Not only will you here become the territory directly under the jurisdiction of the Governor-General of Gabon, but all the tribes around you will become the Governor-General of Gabon." Direct territory!”

"You people have already occupied the coast, and now you want to occupy this place! You are so greedy. Aren't you afraid that God will punish you?" the old chief shouted angrily at Captain Grandi.

Although the surrounding tribal soldiers did not understand what their chief was saying, after seeing the chief's expression, their dark faces also showed an expression of indignation.

Several of the tribal soldiers even babbled something to the old chief. The old chief also babbled and scolded him, and then pointed at the rifle in Mirabeau Plenkovic's hand.

The tribesman glanced at the rifle with a hint of fear and then fell silent.

After teaching his tribal soldiers a lesson, the old chief looked at Captain Grandi again.

Captain Grandi spoke again, and the old chief said plausibly: "Your Majesty the Chief, the reason why our Governor has brought you under his jurisdiction is also to follow the will of God!

Advanced nations have the obligation to educate backward nations so that they can get rid of ignorance and move towards civilization! "

Grandi paused and then said: "Your Excellency Chief, it seems to me that you and your tribe need to receive a baptism from civilization!"

"No! We don't need it!" The old chief, who had a certain understanding of the European colonists in the early years, did not believe in the so-called baptism they said. He shook his head and replied firmly to Captain Grandi.

"Mr. Chief! Since you also know some French, I think you should understand!

How big is the gap between your tribe and ours? I can tell you that the Governor has decided to expand inland at all costs!

Any tribe that refuses to cooperate will suffer the harshest blows! "Captain Grandi bluntly issued a war threat to the tribal soldiers. He was certain that the old chief would never go to war directly with them.

Because the more people know about Europe, the clearer they are about the power gap between the two sides.

"You...you..." The old chief pointed at Captain Grandy with a trembling finger.

"Mr. Chief, refuse or cooperate! It all depends on you!" Captain Grandy then replied to the old chief, "However, I can tell you one thing! If you are not willing, then the next person who arrives in your tribe will This won't be the only thing!

Instead, multiply the existing value by 20 or even 30!

When the time comes, I hope your tribe can hold on under the iron heel of the army! "

After the old chief listened to Captain Grandy's speech, his body immediately leaned back. Upon seeing this, the surrounding tribal soldiers hurriedly held the old chief's back to prevent him from falling.

After seeing the old chief suffer this disaster, a small group of strong-blooded tribal soldiers couldn't help but rush directly to Captain Grandi.

Looking at the approaching tribal soldiers, Captain Grandi understood that this battle was inevitable. He sighed and gave an order to Mirabeau Plenkovitch: "Shoot!"

Mirabeau Plenkovic and others quickly pulled the trigger, and the tribesman at the front was instantly killed by the rifle.

The tribal soldiers who had not yet rushed forward, after seeing several of their companions falling to the ground, blinded by anger, they also clenched their spears and wanted to rush toward Mirabeau Plenkovic.

Mirabeau Plenkovic quickly opened the barrel of the gun and put another paper fixed-loading bullet in preparation for loading.

At this moment, the old chief ordered all the tribe's soldiers to stop in tribal language.

The charging tribal soldiers stopped in place after the old chief's order on the street. They turned around and asked loudly why the old chief didn't let them bless their companions.

The old chief told the tribal soldiers in tears that he did not want to see the entire tribe razed to the ground by them!

The tribal soldiers calmed down, and they slowly retreated to the old chief's side.

Captain Grandy shrugged his shoulders and said to the old chief: "Mr. Chief, I think it was an unpleasant accident just now, what do you think?"

"I think so too!" The old chief responded to Captain Grandy with a bitter smile on his lips.

"In order to make up for the accident caused by us, we are willing to pay a certain amount of compensation to the dead soldiers!" Captain Grandy said to the old chief again.

"Thank you very much!" The old chief thanked him politely.

Later, Captain Grandi ordered his men to hand over the documents that had been prepared to the old chief.

"What is this?" The old chief looked at the document in his hand with a puzzled look. Although he could speak some French, he could not write.

I can’t even understand the agreement contained in the legal provisions.

"About our compensation for your tribe! Mr. Chief, all you need to do is press the blood seal with your finger!" Grandi said to the old chief lightly.

Perhaps because the old chief knew that he had no way to resist the power, the old chief directly cut his thumb with a knife, and then pressed the blood mark heavily.

"That's it!" the old chief handed the agreement back to Captain Grandi.

Captain Grandi nodded with satisfaction and said to the old chief, "From now on, your tribal territory is under the direct jurisdiction of the Gabon Governor-General and is protected by the Gabon Governor-General..."

After listening to Captain Grandy's long speech, the old chief understood one thing. There was now an extra "big chief" on their heads.

"If our tribe goes to war with a tribe that has not signed an agreement with you, who will you help?" the old chief asked Captain Grandi.

"Needless to say? Of course I'm on your side!" Captain Grandy replied without hesitation.

"Okay! I hope you can fulfill your promise now!" The old chief said to Captain Grandi with a sly smile on his lips.

Captain Grandy's expression was condensed. He really didn't expect that one day he would be killed by the tribe's indigenous general.

Now that he has agreed to the old chief, Grandi has no choice but to ask them what help they need.

The old chief told Captain Grandi that there was a sworn enemy more than ten kilometers away from their tribe, and they wanted to use Captain Grandi's power to annex them.

In order to make Grandi willing to help them, the old chief also expressed his willingness to hand over the land and population of the hostile tribe to France after occupying the hostile tribe.

"this……"

Captain Grandi hesitated for a moment, and then turned his attention to Mirabeau Plenkovitch.

Among their troops, only the more than 30 people led by Mirabeau Plenkovic were real soldiers.

"Major Mirabeau, what do you think?" Captain Grandy asked Mirabeau Plenkovitch.

Mirabeau Plenkovic also pondered for a moment, and then asked the old chief: "Are their weapons also spears?"

The old chief quickly said that the weapons of the hostile tribes were mainly spears, with a few old-fashioned rifles as supplements.

"On behalf of the Governor-General of Gabon, I agree to your request!" Mirabeau Plenkovic said solemnly to the old chief.

A smile immediately appeared on the old chief's face. He suddenly felt that having a "big chief" above his head was not a bad thing, but it was a pity for the dead children.

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