Chapter 616 Whereabouts
Salt Pond is a salt marsh area in the Orange Free State. As the Civil War in the Orange Free State expanded, the two sides engaged in fierce fighting across the Orange Free State. .
But the Orangemen were like weeds, stubbornly resisting the joint attack of the British and the Transvaal.
Although in the early days of the war, the Orangemen's performance against the Transvaal Restoration Army was not good, but with the arrival of weapons and equipment, improved logistics support, militiamen working together, and accumulation of war experience, the Orangemen The men had come out of the woods and were able to fight the Transvaal with some success.
“Report to the company commander that we have found traces of the enemy’s food transport team near Florisbad.”
"Is the source of the information reliable?"
"We learned from the villagers in Florisbad that it was reported by a man named Varsiano."
"Well, Have you confirmed his identity?”
“Yes, this Varshanu is indeed a villager in Florisbad Village. We have verified it with the local villagers and the village chief.”
"Bring him here, I have something to ask him."
Soon, a man with a sly eyebrow was brought to Blanca. He was walking around with his eyes fixed on the Zionist Army station. His movements were cautious, and he could tell at a glance what he was planning in his heart.
Blanca saw that he was not afraid at all, so she asked with a straight face: "Are you Varshanu?"
"Yes, sir!" Varshanu replied respectfully .
"I think you are quite courageous? Most people will feel a little uncomfortable entering this military camp, but you are quite interested in this place?" Blanca asked.
Walshanu quickly waved his hand and denied it: "Sir, don't praise me. I'm just curious about the military camp. After all, this is my first time here. As for being brave, this may be true. I am so From childhood to adulthood, people are afraid of everything.”
"Bang", Blanca slapped the pistol on his waist on the table, "Aren't you afraid of this?"
Varsiano looked at it, swallowed and said: "This thing will go off if it goes off. It’s not good!”
Blanka noticed the small details of Varshanu and muttered in her heart. It seems that this Varshanu is really courageous. Let others face his intimidation. Pressure, I'm afraid I was a little flustered in my heart, but this Varshanu adjusted his mentality in just a moment.
However, this also increased Varshanu's vigilance, but he did not show it and continued to ask.
"How did you discover the traces of the white bandits? And why were you the only one in your village who discovered it and reported it to us?"
"Sir, I accidentally heard the white gangsters in the village plotting a route. It was around May. I was drunk and passed out outside. You also like how cold the nights are in South Africa when winter is about to begin, so I was frozen. When I woke up, I was shaking my head and wanted to rush home and go back to sleep, but I saw that the oil lamp of Ramos' house in the village was still on," Varshanu said in an emotional voice.
"Then you want to snoop for information?"
"Of course that's impossible. Although I am a gangster in the village, I don't have the habit of listening to the corner."< br>
“Then why did you deliberately go to Ramos’ house to inquire about the news?”
“Sir, you are wronged! I didn’t do it on purpose, but it was almost early in the morning when I woke up. At that time, the whole village was dark, except for the lights in Ramos’ house. And this is not the key. There were several people in his house who seemed to be there. What are they arguing about? I’m curious about their conflict, so I came forward to listen!”
Blanca nodded. It is human nature to gossip, and this reason makes sense.
"Then what did you hear?" Varshanu suddenly said with a somewhat excited expression: "I really discovered a great secret, that is the third son of the village chief's family, Dicken Kaiwen He joined the White Bandit and plotted some course of action with several people in the village.”
< br>Blanka noticed Varshanu's sudden mood and asked, "Do you have a conflict with this Dicken?"
"Haha." Varshanu said with some embarrassment: " It’s not a big contradiction, it’s just that this person is too pretentious and has belittled me in front of others.”
"That's it?"
"Sir, a scholar can't be killed without humiliation. Besides, I've never provoked him before, so this problem must be with him. Even if I do kill people and set fires, it's not the same as him." It’s nothing to do with anything. Besides, although I’m not a good person, I’m not a bad person either. My parents didn’t teach me anything during my lifetime. Having raised me, why does he, a second-generation ancestor who relies on his status as the son of the village chief, comment on me..."
Well, looking at Varsiano's indignant look, Blanca really It was hard to say anything, but now he was sure that this Varshanu just felt unhappy because of Dickinson, so he retaliated wantonly.
"Okay, let's not talk about these personal grievances. Let's talk about the white bandits." Blanca interrupted Varshanu's spellcasting.
“Didn’t I notice something unusual about them? I secretly followed Kevin Di for a few days, and I happened to discover the movement track of the white bandits.”
"Where is the location?"
"Sote Pond in the southwest of the village is full of salt lakes, and there are usually not many people there, but it is indeed a good place. If it weren't for chance, I really wouldn't have discovered it."
“Don’t people in your village usually go to Salt Pond?”
“Hey, there isn’t even a blade of grass growing there, so people in the village generally don’t. When you go there, even if you are grazing, you must go to a place with good water and grass."
Blanca asked his men: "Have you checked it?"
"Company Commander, we went there to take a look. Sauter Pond is a large salt lake, and there are many small salt lakes around it. It is true that no one usually passes by, but we found a lot of ruts there, so we can be sure that there are convoys often passing by. From there, depending on the density of the ruts, it should last for two or three months."
Blanca turned to Varsiano and asked, "Are you sure they will still pass through there? "
"Of course, sir, I have been keeping an eye on it for a month. They pass by there once a week. Kevin Di often goes there with food and water. It should be to provide convenience for them. But I didn’t inquire too carefully, after all, I was afraid of getting into trouble.”
“Well, you mean to go through Salt Pond once a week?”
“Sir,” I'm sure they will show up every Thursday or Friday afternoon. At that time, as long as you send someone to keep an eye on Dicken, he will definitely take people and things there."
"Wilson, this Thursday or Friday, you are responsible for keeping an eye on Kevin Dickinson. Don't let him find anything unusual. We finally caught the Orange transport convoy this time. We must not let them go!" Blanca ordered his subordinates. .
"As for you, Varshanu, have you been noticed by anyone when you came to the military camp, especially people in your village?" Blanca turned around and asked.
"Sir, don't worry. I usually stay away from home in the village. Sometimes I go to other villages to hang out and meet drinking friends, so it won't be a big deal if I disappear for a while. They can't see it. I won’t even remember it.”
“That’s good, you can stay here for the next few days. If the information is correct, I will help you apply for a reward. Then you will need money. Official, everything is fine," Blanca promised.
Hearing the possibility of becoming an official, Varshanu's eyes lit up and said: "It's definitely true. Even if I have ten heads, I wouldn't dare to arrange for you, sir!"
(End of this chapter)