Make France Great Again

Under the old chief's earnest persuasion, the tribesmen reluctantly followed the old chief's instructions and sent prey to the soldiers in the mine.

In order to prevent conflicts between the two sides due to language barriers, the old chief specifically ordered his grandson Bongo Ntua to go in person.

Before leaving, the old chief repeatedly asked Bongo Ntua to maintain a respectful attitude towards the soldiers and officers in the open-pit mine.

Bongo Ntua showed an impatient expression on his face. He waved his hand and said to the old chief: "I know! I know!"

"Don't forget it!" the old chief said to Bongo Ntua again, and then watched Bongo Ntua go to the open-pit mine.

After a long journey of more than three hours, Bongo Ntua and the tribal soldiers who followed him finally arrived near the open-pit mine.

Just when Bongo Ntua was about to approach the mine, a group of soldiers blocked their way and asked them in Croatian where they were going.

Bongo Ntua looked at the soldiers with a confused expression. Having studied French, he had no idea what bird language they were talking about.

The soldier suddenly reacted when he saw this, and he had to ask Bongo Ntua what he was doing here, stumbling in French.

"I am from the Ntua tribe, and my grandfather ordered me to deliver something to you!" Bongo Ntua pointed to the prey on the carriage and responded to the soldiers: "These are the animals we hunted. Now give them all to you!”

Perhaps it was because Bongo Ntua's French was full of local characteristics, and these Croatian soldiers had only learned a little bit of French, so they couldn't understand what Bongo Ntua was talking about.

The soldiers decided to call the chief Andrei Milanovich over. They first used gestures to signal Bongo Ntua not to leave, and then a soldier ran towards the mine.

Looking at the soldier's retreating back, Bongo Ntua realized that the other party should ask someone who could speak French to communicate with him.

Thinking of this, Bongo Ntua's face showed a trace of ridicule unconsciously. It was too funny that two ethnic groups who spoke different languages ​​should obey the orders of another ethnic group and do things for them.

After a while, Andrei Milanovic appeared in front of Bongo Ntua.

"I am Bongo Ntuya, the grandson of the leader of the Ntuya tribe!" Bongo Ntuya once again introduced himself to Andrei Milanovic in French.

"I know!" Andrei Milanovic nodded, then glanced at the carriageway behind Bongo Ntua: "Are the prey on your carriage given to us?"

Bongo Ntuya nodded, "Yes! These are gifts from your grandfather!"

"Thank you for me, your clan leader!" Andrei Milanovich motioned to his soldiers to take back the gifts from the Ntuya clan.

The soldiers took over the carriage brought by Bongo Ntua and took the game back to the open pit mine.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first!" After completing the mission, Bongo Ntua said goodbye to Andrei Milanovic.

Andrei Milanovic glanced at the sunset in the distance, shook his head and said to Bongo Ntua: "Would you like to stay here for one night and return to the tribe tomorrow?"

After Bongo Ntua hesitated for a moment, he nodded to Andrei Milanovic and said, "Okay!"

"please!"

At the invitation of Andrei Milanovic, Bongo Ntua followed him into the open-air group.

Looking at the tents in the open-pit mine and the smell of coffee in the air, Bongo Ntua had a look of shock on his face: "Is this where you sleep at night?"

"Otherwise?" Andrei Milanovic responded to Bongo Ntua with a smile, and then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket under Bongo Ntua's curious gaze.

"What is this?" Bongo Ntua asked.

Andrei Milanovic pointed to the cigarette and replied to Bongo Ntua: "Cigarette! It's just for refreshing yourself!"

After that, Andrei Milanovich took out one and lit it with a match.

Looking at Andrei Milanovic's intoxicated expression and vomiting from his mouth (this chapter is not finished yet!)

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The white smoke ring made Bongo Ntua feel itchy for a moment.

"What? You want to try it too?" Andrei Milanovic saw what Bongo Ntua was thinking.

"No!" Bongo Ntua shook his head and refused, but his eyes still secretly glanced at Andrei Milanovic's trouser pocket containing cigarettes.

Upon seeing this, Andrei Milanovic immediately took out his cigarettes, took one out and stuffed it into Bongo Ntua's hand.

"I..." Bongo Ntua refused the cigarette, but Andrei Milanovic held his shoulders and said: "Black boy, smoke it quickly!"

Although Bongo Ntua didn't like Andre Milanovic calling him a black boy, he still followed Andre Milanovic's instructions and put the cigarette in his mouth.

Andrei Milanovic took advantage of the situation and lit a cigarette for Bongo Ntua. The cigarette was lit and rolled away. Bongo Ntua immediately felt a choking breath pouring into his nose. He held the cigarette in his hand. In his hand, he coughed twice violently.

Andrei Milanovic looked at Bongo Ntua's embarrassment and immediately laughed.

"It's not easy to smoke at all!" Bongo Ntua said to Andrei Milanovic slightly angrily.

"That's because you don't know how to smoke!" Andrei Milanovic retorted, and then told Bongo Ntua about the techniques of smoking.

Bongo Ntua took a few more puffs according to the technique given to him by Andrei Milanovich. After coughing several times, he cried. Bongo Ntua finally learned to smoke.

However, the cigarette was also burned out due to Bongo Ntua’s many practices.

Bongo Ntua looked at the cigarette with only the butt left. He wanted to get another one from Andrei Milanovic, but he was too embarrassed to ask for it.

After Andrei Milanovic saw Bongo Ntua's embarrassment, he immediately threw another cigarette to Bongo Ntua and said: "Black boy, give you another one!"

Bongo Ntua took the cigarette handed by Andrei Milanovic and said "thank you".

The cigarette was lit again, and Bongo Ntua's expression gradually merged with Andrei Milanovic's.

Immediately afterwards, Andrei Milanovic asked Ntuya: "Black boy, do you know how this cigarette is made?"

Bongo Ntua shook his head to Andrei Milanovic, and Andrei Milanovic told Bongo Ntua that it is not difficult to make a cigarette, but the difficulty is to make it. Mass manufacturing of cigarettes.

Being able to manufacture cigarettes in batches meant that there were a large number of people who could work full-time on cigarettes instead of hunting and farming.

These people provide society as a whole with something to pass the time.

Hearing this, Bongo Ntua thought of his I am not sleepy. His tribe didn't even have enough food to eat, so how could they have these things?

Later, Andrei Milanovic told Bongo Ntua about the daily menu of the French army.

[Breakfast: porridge/coffee, chocolate/bread

Lunch: Grilled chicken, baked potatoes, tapioca soup

Dinner: Lamb bones with vegetables and bread]

After listening to this, Bongo Ntua once again showed a shocked expression on his face.

At the same time, a feeling of despair also arose in his heart.

He had always thought that the difference between the tribe and them before was only in numbers and weapons.

Now it seems that the gap between the two may be far more than that.

"To be honest, you have met a good governor!" Andrei Milanovich took another puff of cigarette butt and sighed: "If we talk about the governors in our country, you people have long been regarded as disobedient to management. People hanged.”

"Your country?" Bongo Ntua looked at Andrei Milanovic in confusion.

"I'm not French, but Croatian!" Andrei Milanovic shrugged his shoulders and said to Bongo Ntua.

Bongo Ntua, who was not very familiar with Europe, still looked at Andrei Milanovic in confusion.

Andrei Milanovic also realized his mistake. He sighed and said to Bongo Ntua: "Forget it! I can't even tell you (this chapter is not over yet!)

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It’s clear, just think of me as someone who is as loyal to the Governor’s Mansion as your tribe! What our country likes most is to hang all those who have rebellious ideas!

I think back then, I was almost hanged by our king! "

"Then how did you escape!" Bongo Ntua asked again.

"Of course it's because of luck!" Andrei Milanovich said in a frivolous tone, "Our monarch showed mercy and did not hang us, but imprisoned us in prison!

Then it happened that the French monarch needed people, so we were sent to the French Foreign Legion and came here with Governor Jerome Paterson. "

"What kind of person is Governor Jerome Patterson?" Bongo Ntua asked Andrei Milanovich curiously.

Andrei Milanovic threw the burned cigarette on the ground, thought for a moment and then said to Bongo Ntua: "I can only say that Mr. Governor is a kind and excellent soldier!

In fact, his personality is not suitable for managing the Government House. Fortunately, Secretary-General Rastignac is helping him! "

"Who is Secretary-General Rastignac?" Bongo Ntua asked again.

Andrei Milanovich replied without hesitation: "Secretary-General Rastignac is a person full of evil in his belly. No one who is worried about him can escape unscathed!"

After listening to this, Bongo Ntua shivered inexplicably.

At the same time, Rastignac, who was interviewing for a job in Libreville, suddenly felt an itch in his nose and couldn't help but sneeze.

"Okay, next one!"

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