Chapter 1272 Expedition, Expedition (Second update, please subscribe)
In the evening, the northern plateau of southern Africa is immersed in the dazzling golden afterglow of the setting sun.
For some reason, it always seems to give people a feeling of loneliness.
In the desert grassland at dusk, people can always hear the footsteps of the night, as if wild beasts like lions are gradually approaching. In this silence, suddenly the roar of a series of engines breaks the tranquility of the grassland.
Convoy!
A long convoy broke into this wild land. The convoy consisting of hundreds of trucks broke the silence of this land. The convoy came from nowhere and raised a large amount of dust on the grassland. The wild beasts began to flee in the roar of the convoy.
Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Johnson looked into the distance from time to time. Finally, when approaching the border, he gestured and said.
"parking!"
Soon the convoy stopped, and finally Johnson stood beside the car, looking ahead with a map in his hand. After a while, when James came over, he said.
"Mr. James, we will enter Transvaal in another 10 miles. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, we should wait until after dark. Is that okay with you?"
"Jason, I said that you are in charge of this operation, and I am just assisting you."
James was very clear about his position. Perhaps in name he was in charge of the operation, but the actual operation should be commanded by Johnson. After all, Johnson was a military man, and it was he who set the operation location.
Perhaps they are all senior employees of the company, but on the battlefield, bullets will not avoid them just because they are senior employees. In this case, both for their own sake and for the success of the operation, they must be commanded by experienced people.
"Then let's wait until dark before taking action!"
Johnson said to James, holding the map.
"Mr. James, you see, after dark, our convoy can drive directly into Pretoria under the cover of night, and then occupy their presidential palace and arrest their officials. We can occupy this place before they, those Boers, mobilize..." When saying this, Johnson seemed to see the scene of occupying Pretoria. By that time, he, George Johnson, would become a hero in all newspapers.
All of London will talk about his glorious victory, everyone will talk about his legendary victory, and he will become a hero for all of Britain. Britain has not had a hero for a long time. Since the Napoleonic Wars, there have been a few British people who have given Britain a legendary victory.
By that time, he will definitely succeed!
There is certainly no doubt about this.
Of course, in addition to this, he will also gain wealth - not just the high salary given to him by the company, but more importantly, he will become the most senior among the senior staff, with not only a high salary every year, but even shares in the company.
That poor boy from England will become a truly rich man!
He would move into an upscale area of London and live with the people he once envied, just like the rich people he envied when he was a child. He might even marry a noble lady. Who knows? There were also paupers with only a title among the nobles. It was true that he was a poor boy in the past, but now... no, it should be said that in the near future, he, Johnson, would definitely become a rich man.
More than an hour later, night fell. When the grassland was shrouded in twilight, the convoy set off again. As the convoy drove towards its destination, the corners of James' lips slightly raised. He looked at the stars and the moon in the sky with a hint of a smile on his face.
It seems that everyone desires success and fame.
In fact, this is just the most common vision of ordinary people. What do ordinary people pursue?
It was never a grand plan, but just a simple promotion and salary increase, and also marrying a beautiful, rich woman. As for other wishes, I would only think about them after those two were achieved...
Under the cover of dusk, the convoy was driving on the open grassland. The 1,500 mining company police and black mercenaries on board all held guns and let the convoy take them to an unknown world.
Although some people seemed a little nervous, just as Johnson said, no one would notice the existence of the convoy on the prairie at night, let alone the natives who didn't know what a car was. Even the Boer farmers would stay at home after a day's work after nightfall. As long as they deliberately avoided the Boer villages, they would not have to worry about encountering the Boers. After all, no one would go out at night on the prairie.
The convoy was driving at full speed, and there were naturally formed roads everywhere on the open grassland. At three o'clock in the morning, a city finally appeared before people's eyes.
Pretoria!
The capital of the Transvaal Republic is also the heart of the country. As long as you occupy it, it is equivalent to occupying the country!
Looking at the city in front of him, Johnson seemed a little excited. He succeeded!
At this moment, he even saw the goddess of victory lifting her skirt to show him her slender thighs...
With the dim starlight in the sky, Johnson could vaguely see a black line in front of him - that was the road into the city. He squinted and observed it carefully.
"Sure enough, just like before, there is no warning at all. The Ming people are right. As long as we take the enemy by surprise, we don't need to consider any resistance we might encounter."
There will be no resistance at all. How could anyone resist?
After all, in such peaceful days, whether they are soldiers or police, most of them are in the barracks or police stations, and at most they will encounter a few patrolmen.
"I never thought it would be so easy!"
When he put down the telescope, Johnson seemed to have seen his victory, not just victory, but also his legend. Soon, his name was destined to be associated with the most glorious victory of this city and the British Empire in the 1880s.
What are you waiting for?
Of course, they had to observe it for a while longer. Soon, Johnson led a dozen people to bend over and line up in a line. They quickly passed the slope covered with bushes, climbed to the flat top of the high ground, and carefully observed the city in the twilight.
“Isn’t this going too smoothly?”
Johnson suddenly laughed, as if he was laughing at his own cowardice, as if this was a common problem for winners before victory came, they were always worried about what accidents might happen.
What other unexpected events will happen?
Jason thought for a moment, then said.
"Let's go into the city..."
(End of this chapter)
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