Reborn as a police officer in South Africa

Sloane Street, Chelsea, London, is home to the Holy Trinity Church, built in 1825, and the famous Cadogan Concert Hall. The Embassy of Southern Africa to the United Kingdom is diagonally opposite Cadogan Concert Hall. This is a building

The southern African-style building, which uses a lot of glass and marble decorations, has oriental-style eaves and flying arches, and an archway-style gate with an arcade structure. It has become one of the most distinctive buildings on Sloane Street.

The Embassy in the United Kingdom is the largest embassy in southern Africa. The embassy covers a total area of ​​about 4.5 hectares, with a construction area of ​​about 150,000 square meters. It has three office buildings with underground parking lots, two independent gardens on the ground, and 140 staff members.

, which included a squadron of Marines.

Different from the uniforms of the National Defense Forces, the uniforms of the Southern African Marine Corps are rust camouflage, which is a combination of gray, dark red, and black. It looks more like the vicissitudes of life in battle, deep and restrained, low-key luxury.

Don't doubt it. In 1930, the cost of dyeing fabrics this color was much higher than that of solid colors. Why didn't the lobster soldiers use red? They couldn't afford it.

Londoners in the past loved to stroll along Sloane Street in the dappled afterglow of light and shadow at sunset, listening to the majestic singing of Holy Trinity Church and the melodious music of Cadogan Hall. If the Embassy of Southern Africa happened to be visiting at this time,

The changing of the guard is the best way to relax from a busy day at work.

The changing of the guard at the embassy was very ceremonial. Although there was no Royal Guards' iconic bearskin hat, the texture of the silver Lee Enfield rifle and the sonorous and powerful movements of the guards more than made up for this regret. It was similar to the South African military police often carried by the Southern African military police.

Unlike mastiffs, the most common military dogs seen in the embassy are a bulldog and a King Charles spaniel. Strictly speaking, these two are not military dogs at all, especially the King Charles spaniel named William. There is no doubt that they are

The star of the entire embassy.

Every time a serious guard appeared at the entrance of the embassy holding the lively and cute little William, he would immediately receive cheers from the onlookers.

At this time, little William was very happy. He would jump around and interact with the onlookers. He would also make a complaint-like cry to the helpless guards because of the restrictions of the traction rope.

This cute creature effectively shortens the distance between the guards and the people, and the cold-lighted bayonets no longer look so dazzling.

Since southern Africa left the Commonwealth, this warm scene no longer exists.

The day after Southern Africa broke away from the Commonwealth, young and energetic young people protested in front of the embassy. They carried placards with insulting words, shouted insults and insults with slogans such as "traitor" and "Judas", and even

He also threw stones at the shivering William. From that day on, the embassy closed its doors, installed explosion-proof glass outside the guard box, and the sterling silver Lee Enfields in the hands of the guards were replaced with semi-automatic rifles with bayonets.

The closing of the door does not mean that business operations are suspended. Those in need can enter the embassy through the side door.

At this time, they will be insulted and harassed by the protestors across the street, and some may even fight with fists, which will greatly affect the normal business of the embassy.

"We have to change this situation. The business of the embassy cannot be affected." As the ambassador, Francois had to do something.

"Give me the order, those little chickens, I will lead a squad, and I can tear them all to pieces with just one charge!" Marine Major Ivan Vasily is a Cossack, with his iconic beard and door panel

The same strong figure shows the Cossack's violence and bravery everywhere.

"Strategy, Ivan, you have to talk about strategy and you can't be so rude." Second Secretary Chen Ming graduated from Nyasaland Diplomatic College. He is proficient in four languages ​​and is good at intelligence analysis. He is also the intelligence director of Bullard's office in London.

"How about we close this street? This half of the street is the Lord's private property." Song Kang, the military attache of the embassy, ​​was not afraid of exposing Roque's financial resources. During the First World War, Christian unscrupulously bought real estate in London and Paris.

, this half of the street was purchased at that time.

"I think you are crazy!" François disagreed and blocked the road at every turn. Isn't that ridiculous? George V didn't even go on tour with such grandeur.

"Ivan, do you have any friends in that field?" Chen Ming took another approach.

"Which aspect?" Ivan was confused. If he was asked to fight, he could fight one against a hundred, so he was playing tricks on him.

Look at his size, he doesn't look like a thoughtful person.

"With so much money given to you every month, where have you spent it?" Chen Ming is responsible for collecting intelligence, so the money every month is quite large.

"Eating, drinking, taking a look, and listening to concerts," Ivan said with a simple face.

Chen Ming, Song Kang, and Francois both rolled their eyes and just glanced at the concert.

He looks like a bear. He might fall asleep while listening to the concert.

"Find a few bald heads you are familiar with and let the bald heads deal with these guys." Chen Ming gave up communicating and was simply playing the piano to others.

British bald head!

This is also a group with a long cultural history, and its reputation is somewhere between the Italian Mafia and American hippies.

To collect intelligence, the target must be from all walks of life. To make friends with the upper class, Chen Ming and Francois are good at dancing. Ivan also has the use of Ivan. When dealing with certain special groups, Chen Ming and Francois are really not as good as

Ivan.

"No problem, I'll go right away." Ivan laughed loudly, and William, who was sleeping on the carpet by the fireplace by the wall, was startled.

It was summer at the moment, so the fireplace was not lit. Maybe he felt that the temperature in the room was a little low. William got up, turned around, quietly slipped along the wall to the balcony, found a sunny corner, curled up in a ball, and slept.

Soon I fell asleep on all fours.

This posture is not ladylike at all.

Women!

"Remember to change clothes" Song Kang did not forget to remind Ivan not to leave any excuses.

"Got it!" Ivan just looked stupid, otherwise he wouldn't have been promoted to major.

Opposite the embassy, ​​dozens of young people have been protesting here for more than a month.

From the beginning when no one cared about them, to people slowly starting to send them food, and now they are able to receive a salary, so things cannot be taken at face value. If no one supports them, they will not be able to persist until now.

All you have to do is shout slogans and cause trouble every day, and someone will give you money. This kind of life is simply too comfortable. However, Stewart, who has been living in a slum in the eastern suburbs of London for the past two days, is very dissatisfied. He feels that the income of five shillings a day is too little.

It's almost as good as doubling it.

"Think about it, we take the bus from the eastern suburbs to Sloane Street every day. It costs six pence one way, two trips is one shilling, and we have to work hard every day." Stewart wants to save up a pound as soon as possible, so that he can go

It's actually easy to get a date with the woman you've always admired. At five shillings a day, it's actually easy to get it together. But Stuart goes to the bar to drink after work every day, and sometimes he even gambles for fun, so he always gets the money.

not enough.

"You still work hard every day? Hahahahaha." Charlie, who is also from the eastern suburbs, laughed, and several companions next to him also laughed immediately.

These people are young people without jobs and lack fun in their lives, so sometimes a not-so-funny joke can make them happy all day long.

"Our salary is indeed a bit low. After all, we may suffer retaliation from southern Africans." Frank from the southern district calmly said that he lost an eye in the world war and the small pension provided by the British government could not be replenished.

I don't even have enough food to fill my stomach. Because of my physical disability and the fact that I can't find another job, I can only make ends meet here.

Because he had participated in the World War, Frank was always worried. Of all the people present, he knew best that the southern Africans would seek revenge.

This worry is not limited to Frank.

So as soon as Frank finished speaking, his companions who were happy just now fell silent.

"Don't worry, this is London, Mr. David will never allow that to happen." Charlie has confidence in David, who is the guy who comes here every evening to pay his salary.

Charlie didn't know where David came from, but this man was generous, so Charlie didn't care who David worked for.

For Charlie and the so-called "poor people", they have tried their best to survive and have no choice.

As soon as Charlie finished speaking, a group of guys in the distance who looked very unpleasant came over menacingly.

After seeing the leader clearly, Charlie subconsciously shrank his neck.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, who was also a veteran of the World War. After the war, he made a fortune in the business of building materials. He was a well-known godfather figure in the eastern suburbs of London.

But did Charlie have David's support now, so Charlie bravely faced him.

"Daniel, what are you doing here?" After all, Charlie had dozens of brothers around him, which gave him the illusion that he was qualified to talk to Daniel.

Daniel was sullen and silent. He was wearing a bright dress, holding a civilized stick in his hand, and a silk top hat on his head. There was an obvious scar on his face, which was left in a street fight.

Charlie suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. Although there were dozens of brothers around him, Charlie did not feel safe at all.

"Daniel, what do you want to do?" Charlie already felt the danger.

"What are you doing? Hahaha" Daniel laughed ferociously. Before Charlie could react, Daniel suddenly took out a shiny pistol from his arms and put it on Charlie's forehead.

Then Daniel laughed loudly: "Brothers, kill these brats, this territory belongs to us now."

The dozens of young men who followed Daniel went berserk in an instant. They took out various short sticks and machetes from their arms and rushed towards the panicked young people.

The young people had never seen such a battle before. They shouted and fled in all directions. They were really just a mob.

ps: For those brothers whose monthly passes are about to expire, please hand over your monthly passes.