Reborn as a police officer in South Africa

The Colonial Development Corps had a very heavy task. They had to clean up the ruins burned by the rebels and then rebuild a castle-like military camp on the ruins. This military camp would later become the headquarters of the Northern Rhodesia Division.

In addition to the military camp, they also need to build a 120-kilometer-long iron railing to connect Bukavu and Nyasaland. In addition, they will also expand the dock to facilitate the Nyasaland Marine Police's 1,000-ton

Marine police boat docked.

These works must be completed before November. November to May of the following year is the rainy season in the Congo Free State. Once the rainy season arrives, the difficulty of construction will increase exponentially.

The colonial pioneer group that came to Bukavu totaled 1,500 people. The person in charge was an African named Howard. Howard was Yaya's confidant and was very trusted by Yaya. It was Howard who became a true Nyasaland.

ideal.

"I don't care what you do or what the price is. All the work must be completed before November, otherwise we will all be in trouble. Mr. Yaya doesn't like people who can't complete the work." Howard knew that the construction deadline was tight, and he was working hard.

The key points were emphasized at the meeting.

"Mr. Howard, the building materials have not been delivered yet, and we do not have construction machinery. It will be very difficult to complete the work in six months." An older captain looked embarrassed.

Nyasaland's colonial pioneering group basically consisted of about 1,000 to 1,500 people. Every 100 people formed a team, with a captain and deputy captain responsible for management. Each team was divided into ten groups, with a team leader.

The leader is responsible for supervising the work. If a certain group fails to complete the day's workload, the group leader must accept punishment on behalf of the entire group. If the entire team fails to complete the task, it is the responsibility of the captain and deputy captain.

"If it's an easy job, it won't be our turn. Only by completing difficult jobs can we show our value, so please squeeze those bitches as much as you can. If you can't complete the task on time, I will also be punished.

Mr. Yaya's punishment, and you all know it well, I will punish you twice." As long as Howard gets results, the colonial pioneering group is squeezed at all levels, so the infrastructure construction in Nyasaland can be so fast.

In the ten years since Rock took over Nyasaland, the colonial pioneers have built nearly 8,000 kilometers of railways, 25,000 kilometers of roads, built more than a thousand bridges, and built hundreds of towns.

In this process, countless members of the colonial pioneering group died unexpectedly. This is Nyasaland’s unavoidable dark history.

"Can we add more manpower?" The captains knew that the time could not be extended, so they could only add more manpower.

"No, it's just us." Howard was also helpless.

"Aren't the 26th Regiment and the 55th Regiment in Xuanwu City?"

"Don't ask if you shouldn't. We have all come to Bukavu. Do you think the 26th and 55th regiments can still stay in Xuanwu City?" Howard didn't know how many colonial development groups there were in Nyasaland.

Judging from the serial number, there are already three digits.

As soon as it dawned the next morning, the captains shouted at the top of their lungs to all the workers to start working. Breakfast was potatoes and salted fish. This was an unlimited meal, so you could eat as much as you wanted, but everyone was used to eating at ten.

Eat within minutes, and then start working separately.

"Mr. Sheriff, we promise to complete the task within another six months." Howard reported the work progress to Feng Xun every day. In this sense, Feng Xun was the supervisor of the entire colonial pioneering regiment.

"It doesn't matter even if you can't finish it, you don't have to explain to me anyway." Feng Xun is not in a hurry. Howard's boss is Yaya, Yaya's boss is Christian, and there is a bigger boss above Christian, Guan Dayi

Level crushes people to death.

"Don't worry, Mr. Sheriff, these ruins will be cleared today, and then the materials can be put in." Howard's purpose is to rush for materials. Stones are needed to build the castle, rails and sleepers are needed to build the railway, and steel bars and cement are needed to expand the dock.

, there is nothing in Bukavu now.

"The materials will be delivered in the afternoon." Feng Xun's words finally made Howard breathe a sigh of relief. Construction materials have been very tight recently. The train from Fawalt delivered reinforced concrete one by one, and he didn't know what it was.

Where was it sent?

"By the way, you send out a team of people to clean up the land by the lake." Feng Xun also has other requests. The land by the lake is reserved for the refugees. It is still a forest. If it needs to be cleared,

, a team of people must work for at least ten days.

In tropical rainforest areas, big trees over a hundred years old can be seen everywhere. The colonial development team did not have chain saws or bulldozers, so it would be a bit slow to rely solely on manpower.

Fortunately, the price of workers is really cheap, less than one rand per person per month. It is impossible to hire Chinese at this price.

"Our manpower is already very tight -" Howard was embarrassed, but he did not dare to refuse Feng Xun's request directly.

Feng Xun is a real Nyasaland, and he is also a police chief. This status is unattainable for Africans like Howard.

As mentioned before, Howard's dream is to become a real Nyasaland. This dream seems to be illusory now, and even if he becomes a real Nyasaland, it will be difficult for Howard to enter the police force.

Nyasaland's police station is notoriously xenophobic, with few white police officers.

"New people will be here in the afternoon." Even if Feng Xun helps Louisa, it will certainly not affect the work of the colonial pioneering group.

"That would be great -" Howard was extremely excited.

As a result, when people arrived in the afternoon, Howard was surprised to find that a group of Indians had arrived. Although there were about 500 people, Howard had a very bad feeling in his heart.

There used to be Indian workers in the Colonial Development Corps, but none of those Indian workers could persist for more than two years. Later, Indian workers were gradually eliminated from the Colonial Development Corps.

"Hell, there were 500 people when we boarded the ship from Port Edward. Why are there only 480 now?" Feng Xun couldn't answer the number. In Nyasaland, workers escaping is a serious dereliction of duty and must be reported.

"There were indeed five hundred people when we boarded the ship, and the journey along the way was indeed like seeing a ghost. First, some people slipped and fell into the water, and then fell off the bed, broke their necks, and died. Some were bitten by venomous snakes.

There were also some who were dragged away by crocodiles, and the rest tried to escape and were shot dead on the spot." The bearded captain also looked like he had seen a ghost. This was probably the most bizarre voyage in his life.

"You killed fourteen people?" Feng Xun couldn't believe it. If he wanted to escape so much, why would he accept the employment of the Colonial Development Corps?

"No, only one was killed, and fourteen others fell into the water." The bearded captain was completely shattered. No one would believe this if he told it.

Feng Xun obviously didn't believe it. Even Louisa probably didn't believe such a clumsy lie.

"Tom, come here and tell this Mr. Sheriff, how many people fell into the water after slipping?" The bearded Sheriff didn't waste any time and directly called a sailor over.

"It's indeed fourteen, Mr. Sheriff - ah, no, it's fifteen now -" The expression on the sailor's face was wonderful. Just now, a worker couldn't walk properly on the gangplank and had to jump.

Two times, he was bounced directly into the river from the spring board.

"Look, these Indians have such no memory. What can I say, they are really on the road to death." The bearded captain picked up the pen to change the record.

"No, no, we will fish the person out -" Feng Xun refused, joking, it was really a pity that he finally got the person to Bukavu and died in vain without doing any work.

"Then I wish you good luck in your work, Sheriff -" the bearded captain saluted Feng Xun.

Feng Xun was in such a hurry that he didn't even bother to return the favor. The person had indeed been fished out, and in just ten seconds the woman had already begun to roll her eyes.

This kind of situation does not require a doctor to take action. The crew members on the ship have all received first aid training in this area, but artificial respiration is not necessary. A sailor with a muscular body similar to Popeye punched the guy who rolled his eyes twice in the stomach.

, the guy who failed in his attempt to die immediately started to choke on the water.

"Howard, there are 480 people in total, please sign." Feng Xun raised his hand and called Howard over, and then couldn't help but worry: "These people are probably difficult to manage--"

"It doesn't matter, Sheriff. No matter how difficult it is to manage the guys, I will make sure they work honestly." Howard is confident that now the colonial pioneering group has sorted out an effective management method, whether it is Africans or Africans.

Indians, as long as they reach the colonial pioneer group, can only work conscientiously, and it is impossible to be lazy.

That night, the colonial pioneering regiment was divided into groups again. One hundred people were divided into one group. All the Indians were divided into groups and distributed evenly to each group. There were about two or three people in each group. These two or three people were taken over by the group leaders.

The main target of surveillance during this period.

"Enjoy your dinner. This is probably your last warm dinner. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you will be greeted by a new life -" Howard ran around the camp with a whip in his hand, but there was no

When people ignored him, these new Indian workers were like starving ghosts. The African workers almost vomited after eating potatoes and salted fish, but these Indian workers acted as if they had never seen them before.

"Are you all reincarnated as hungry ghosts?" Howard didn't get the response he wanted, so he casually grabbed an Indian worker.

"I don't know if I starved to death in my last life, but I know that if I still stay in India, I will definitely starve to death." The Indian worker's mouth was full of food, and his English pronunciation was not standard enough, but Howard could actually listen.

It is also magical to understand.

"Starving to death? It's already 1911, will people still starve to death in India?" Howard obviously doesn't know the situation in India. People are still starving to death in India in 2011, let alone 1911.