Chapter 793 Bird in a Cage


Chapter 793 Caged Bird

The Indian troops are also divided into three, six and nine levels. There are many people who are related to Indian princes and nobles, and they must be brought back. These people can be said to be one of the foundations of British rule in India. If it were not for the cooperation of the upper caste ruling class in India, it would be impossible for the British to fully control the Indian region.

Of course, even if Britain does not want it, East Africa will not leave Indians to eat dry food. Although East Africa has always been a slave country, East Africa is also a de-slavery country, and so many Indians in the South African War People were captured, and East Africa would not even leave them the opportunity to be slaves.

In the eyes of the East African government, British prisoners are still their "heart and soul". As for the British government, they cannot possibly let tens of thousands of British people stay in East Africa. That kind of pressure is not something ordinary people can bear. This is also an important guarantee used by East Africa to cash in on its "loots."

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St. Jorge.

As the only area in Mozambique that still persists in confrontation, the temporary command post of the Western Coalition was established here.

The entire Sao Jorge is an important military fortress. Layers of solid defense lines have been established around the fortress. Various bunkers and trenches are densely covered. Allied soldiers are distributed among these bunkers and trenches.

The entire coalition position was desolate. As the war continued, the coalition soldiers had already become numb, waiting here for their final fate.

Today is destined to be a different day. A small team came from East Africa towards São Jorge. They did not carry weapons. In addition to the East Africans, they were also followed by the British and Portuguese.

This is very easy to distinguish, because these people are wearing the military uniforms of various countries, but the sharp-eyed coalition soldiers can tell at a glance that these people are of high rank. They don't know much about the East Africans, but the British and Portuguese in the team are all He is a senior officer in the army.

Of course, the most conspicuous presence was a Portuguese translator at the front of the army. He held a metal loudspeaker and shouted loudly at the coalition position, holding a small white flag in his hand and waving it left and right.

"Our own people, don't shoot. We are not carrying weapons. We have important things to report to General Williams."

The translator repeated this loudly to the coalition forces in English and Portuguese. In short, the tension and fear could be seen in his trembling hands.

After all, if someone accidentally misfires, he will definitely be the first to be shot dead by his own people. Of course, there is also a sense of shame buried under the fear.

After all, waving white flags and shouting words like "traitor" is just like parading on the street, but the one who makes his life bad is just a small translator.

At this time, he even thought that if he was allowed to gain power in the future, he would have to hang up and beat the bastard "officer" who sent him to lead the team, in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

The psychological activities of the translator leader are naturally unknown to the three-nation officer corps behind them. They are here to recruit the Saint-Jorge garrison to surrender. We are all decent people. Naturally, they cannot hold up the white flag and shout shame. If so, enter the military camp opposite.

Of course, even so, they felt a little nervous, because the battlefield atmosphere was very solemn due to the battle between the main forces of the East African and coalition forces, and this sense of oppression did not give people a sense of security.

Fortunately, there were no "reckless men" in the coalition forces, and the officer corps still successfully crossed the open space between the positions of the two armies and was intercepted by the British frontline commanding officers.

"I am the staff officer of the General Headquarters, Baron Waltz. This time, under the orders of Earl Roberts and the entrustment of the Governor-General of Mozambique, I have important instructions and letters to convey to General Williams."

Don't look angry. The self-respecting commander, Captain Joels of the British Army, had no doubts, but he still "safely cleared" several people in accordance with the procedures, after confirming that they were not carrying weapons or other dangerous items.

Joles said: "Your Excellency, Baron, please wait a moment, I need to report your news to my superiors."

Baron Waltz waved his hand in disgust: "Go quickly, hurry up Go, we don’t want to stay in this damn place for too long.”

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Soon, news of the officer corps was reported to General Williams, the supreme commander of the coalition forces in the west. "General Williams, there are people sent from the general headquarters outside saying they want to meet with us. They said they brought a letter from Earl Roberts and instructions from the Governor-General of Mozambique."



Williams listen Hearing this news, he couldn't help but feel a little in his heart. He said with a gloomy face: "I'm afraid the person who came here is not evil!"

"General, do you mean to say that these people are fake East Africans?" asked Victor, the staff officer.

Williams shook his head, and then said: "That's not the case. What I mean is that the war situation may have changed significantly, and it is extremely unfavorable to our side. Otherwise, Commander-in-Chief Roberts would not be able to bypass the East Africans. defense line, and sent people over in a big way. As for pretending to be our military personnel, the East Africans will definitely not do such useless things.”

"General, what you mean is, the general headquarters!" Victor asked nervously.

Williams nodded gloomily and said: "Yes, it's what you think. I'm afraid the headquarters and our rear have been completely captured by East Africa."

Vic Duo asked with an expression of embarrassment: "Are you sure? Rear General Staff There are still hundreds of thousands of troops there, so they can’t be wiped out so easily by East Africa in such a short time!”

Victor didn’t know that Maputo and northern Mozambique had fallen, so he With this kind of poor information, we subconsciously think that it is unlikely to happen.

"Yes or no, it doesn't matter anymore. As long as we call people from outside, we can confirm the news." Williams said.

Victor nodded and said: "Then call them over!"

Soon, the officer corps arrived at the Western Allied Forces Joint Command Headquarters. Williams looked at the East Africans in the officer corps, out of the corner of his eyes. Jumping straight, this has confirmed his suspicion.

The same goes for everyone at the coalition command headquarters. A lot of important information can be seen just from the faces of a few people.

In particular, the extremely unnatural expressions on the faces of the British and Portuguese representatives were in sharp contrast to the almost irrepressible evil smile of the East African representative.

"General Williams, I am Baron Waltz. You should have seen me. This is the letter the Count asked me to hand over to you."

Williams did not speak, but directly asked his subordinates to bring the letter to him with his eyes, then opened the letter with a dagger and read it quietly.

The entire command center was filled with oppressive air, making people feel shuddering.

After a long time.

A loud noise of "Bang!" instantly woke everyone up.

Williams' right hand clenched into a fist and hit the table hard, and blood flowed out on the dark black table.

No one dared to express their anger, even Andre, the East African officer who was holding back his laughter just now. He reorganized his facial expression. After all, he was in the enemy camp now and he still couldn't be too arrogant.

"Did Maputo fall too?" Williams asked.

Waltz was also taken aback just now. Now that Williams asked, he came back to his senses and said subconsciously: "Yes, now our sea route has been completely cut off, and the mainland cannot support it at all. , so surrendering to the enemy is our only way out. We cannot risk the lives of tens of thousands of British soldiers and sacrifice them in the next war. "The overall situation has been decided, and nothing can be done against it."

"Yes, the overall situation has been decided!" Williams sighed helplessly. It would be difficult for him to change it if this war continued. After all, he himself would also be affected. East Africa is trapped in a small area in São Jorge, like a bird in a cage, unable to break out of the shackles of the cage,

(End of this chapter)

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