Chapter 793 Bird in a Cage

The Indian troops are also divided into three, six, and nine grades. 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 India's high-caste ruling class, It was simply impossible for the British to completely control the Indian region.

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

In the eyes of the East African government, British prisoners are still their "heart and soul". As for the British government, they cannot allow tens of thousands of British people to stay in East Africa. That kind of pressure is not something ordinary people can bear. This is what East Africa uses to fulfill An important guarantee of "the spoils of war".

…

St. Jorge.

As the only region in Mozambique still persisting in the confrontation, the temporary command post of the Western Coalition was established here.

The entire Saint-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 also followed 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 men, don't shoot. We are not carrying weapons. We have important things to report to General Williams."

The translator spoke in English and Portuguese and repeated this sentence loudly to the coalition forces, but tension and fear could be seen from his trembling hands.

After all, if someone accidentally misfires, he will definitely be the first to be killed 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.

Naturally, the three-nation officer corps behind them had no idea about the psychological activities of the translator leader. They were here to recruit the Saint-Jorge garrison to surrender. They were all decent people, so it was naturally impossible for them to hold a white flag and shout shameful words into the opposite military camp.

Of course, even so, they still felt a little nervous. Because of the battle between the main forces of the East African and coalition forces, the atmosphere on the battlefield was very solemn, 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."

Looking at the calm commander, Captain Joels of the British Army had no doubts, but he still "safely relieved" several people in accordance with the procedures, after confirming that they were not carrying weapons or other dangerous items.

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

Baron Waltz waved his hands in disgust and said: "Go quickly, go quickly, 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 Mozambique Governor's Palace."

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

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

Williams shook his head, and then said: "That's not to say. What I mean is that the war situation may have undergone major changes, and it will be extremely unfavorable to our side. Otherwise, Commander-in-Chief Roberts would not be able to bypass the East African defense line, and the arrogant faction People come here, as for pretending to be our military personnel, 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."

Victor asked with a look of embarrassment: "Are you sure? There are still hundreds of thousands of troops at the general staff in the rear, so they won't be so easily wiped out by East Africa in such a short time!"

Victor didn't know that Maputo and northern Mozambique had fallen, so with this information gap, he subconsciously thought it was unlikely to happen.

"It doesn't matter whether it is yes or no. As long as we call the people 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. Williams looked at the East Africans in the officer corps, his eyes twitching. This had 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 uncontrollable 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-deliver 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, causing blood to flow 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 we surrender to the enemy. This is also our only way out. We cannot let tens of thousands of British soldiers sacrifice their lives in vain in the coming war. The overall situation has been decided and cannot be violated."

"Yes, the overall situation has been decided!" Williams sighed helplessly. If this war continues, it will be difficult for him to change. After all, he himself is also trapped in a small area in São Jorge by East Africa, just like a cage. Birds cannot break through the shackles of the cage,