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The vast Africa has been a white-skinned hunting ground for the past hundreds of years. The ignorant black sorghum was tied to the boat by slave hunters and their own people, in exchange for a few glass beads and small bits and pieces, and then these black sorghum were sent to the ocean. Europa and America on the other side, while creating value for the white skin, also left a butt of trouble.

While the black milfs in the United States are busy racing against the police, horses, children and money every day, their black brothers in Africa are not very comfortable.

Africa, this land seems to be full of desolation and backwardness, but it is a treasure house that has yet to be excavated. Africa has proven mineral resources of various types and reserves. The reserves of oil and natural gas are abundant; the reserves of iron, manganese, chromium, cobalt, nickel, vanadium, copper, lead, zinc, tin, phosphate, etc. are large; gold and diamond are famous for a long time; in the forefront of the world.

There is also oil. Africa's proven oil accounts for 12% of the world's total oil. When oil in other regions is monopolized by major companies and OPEC, these erratic owners are somewhat valuable.

It stands to reason that if there are sufficient resources, the development of a region will be very rapid, but Africa is not. Every year, countless people die in this land because of diseases, starvation and war. Therefore, this is an adventurer's paradise. , also hell.

Anka was awakened in her sleep. The dark room was filled with the smell of sweat, blood and excrement. The small iron door was opened, and the sunlight only illuminated a little bit of the door. Then, that The overseer, a mixed-race duck sounded.

"You lazy dogs, beasts, get me out of bed!"

With the sound of the iron chain clattering, a row of guys dressed as dirty refugees slowly moved out from the narrow exit. Among them was Anka. He took advantage of the work of the overseer to order people. Squinting to the sky, well, it's sunny today!

Since he was 12 years old, Anka has come out of his home to earn a living and fight in the army. In the past ten years, he has been with more than a dozen bosses. The longest one took a month, and the shortest one just killed the previous boss. Other forces have been eliminated, but people always want to eat well, so young soldiers like Anka have been cannon fodder until half a year ago, when their base in the valley was raided by a group of white people. The boss hugged the girl and took a dirt plane to the sky before getting up, and after the cannon fodder was covered by a wave of rockets, they chose to surrender. In their opinion, it was just a new boss, but In the end, what awaited them was months of hard labor.

After receiving the digging tools from the overseer, these black mulberries walked down the deep pit. This was their task, mining uranium for the new boss.

"My lord! This month's progress is behind again!"

In a makeshift bunker not far from the mine, the little Baron Strucker put down the instrument in his hand in confusion.

"why?"

"Our convoys to capture laborers are often attacked. Those mercenaries were wiped out without even knowing who the enemy was, and all those who were caught ran away! Now there is no manpower in the mines. Most of the prisoners of war are dead!"

"Damn it! There are still people who are looking for trouble for me in this poor part of Africa?" Strucker did not expect that there would be local snakes bullying his strong dragon. Before, he brought his younger brother to Africa to destroy several warlords in one go, and accepted them. The site is planning to open a second mine. After all, the base camp has already put up a sign that Strucker and dogs are not allowed to enter, and the giants have also transformed their ancient castle into a tourist attraction. The elderly and children are free, and adults are five yuan.

With the determination of a gentleman to take revenge and not too late for 20 years, Strucker was determined to start over in Africa. He threw many of his good things to the Hydra of other factions, and then exchanged a lot of funds and personnel and weapons and ammunition.

What surprised him the most was that he also discovered uranium ore near his temporary camp. After losing the energy source of the universe cube, the energy battery used by his Hydra commando was one less one, and because Most of the high-energy battery market is monopolized by oligarchs and big powers, and large-scale purchases will also attract the attention of intelligence agencies, but now that he has uranium ore, he can use it to produce nuclear fusion batteries for his commandos.

But now that the mining progress is slowing down and the raw materials cannot keep up, his revenge plan is out of the question.

"And..." The subordinates hesitated.

"what else?"

"Those mercenaries asked us to pay now. They killed and injured dozens of people, saying that we would do it with us if we didn't pay!"

"These shit Nigga!" Strucker really wanted to make all those mercenaries into soap, but he doesn't have much staff now, and the white people appear to be plundering the black population. Come.

"Give it to them! Tell their boss that the money is given to them, and if they can't see anyone, I'll let them mine for me!"

The black mercenaries who received the money left happily sitting in Toyota pickups and second-hand Hummers eliminated by the US military. This time they chose a larger tribe, less than 700 kilometers away from the base of Strucker, hurry up It can be done in a day and night.

Just as the mercenary boss thought, the black sorghum mercenaries of all the beautiful weapons easily took down this tribe of more than 1,000 people. After selecting hundreds of suitable workers, the mercenaries stepped on the ground without stopping. On the way back, but this time, they didn't realize that they had a few new friends on their heads.

"That's them?" King Tchaka in a black panther suit looked at the convoy projected by the rosary.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the bald female guard who flew the plane replied.

"Father, what are we waiting for?" On the side of the projected map stood a sturdy young man, but he was not wearing a leopard suit like Tchaka, but an ordinary Wakanda infantry guard. First.

"T'Challa, we have to be patient!" T'Challa explained to his son carefully, "These soldiers are hateful, but finding the mastermind behind them is the most important thing! Only by cutting off their brains can we Stop them from continuing to persecute our fellow citizens!"

"Yes, father! I understand!" T'Challa nodded, then continued to organize his equipment.

Tchaka nodded with satisfaction, this is considered a qualified heir to Wakanda.

"Okoye, keep an eye on them and see where their destination is!"