Chapter 1121 The gathering of undercurrents (Part 1) (first update)

There are not many famous local philosophers in the history of Wakanda. Bastet Temple completely monopolized the right to interpret scriptures and teach. And due to Wakanda’s production level, closed-door policy, and the characteristics of a small country with a small population, history Famines rarely broke out in Upper Wakanda, so even though Wakandan exploration teams often wandered around the world after the Renaissance, Wakandans rarely wanted to see the outside world.

The lack of ideological conflict and the paradise-like daily life are two major factors that have sapped ordinary people's desire to explore and think. There are far more theologians in Wakanda than philosophers. The most serious conflict in the eyes of ordinary Wakanda people is just the conflict over the succession of the throne between five seemingly unrelated tribes. However, such a "terrible" thing You can only find relevant information in the library, because it was hundreds of years ago since the last full-scale conflict between the five tribes.

"Simply put, the material wealth of the Wakanda people cannot cover up the spiritual poverty. Openness means conflict, and the Wakanda people lack the experience and means to deal with conflicts. Even so, Wakanda's high-welfare society can temporarily cope with it. , the Wakanda people's arrogance towards the outside world has long been able to resist constitutionalism to a certain extent. To put it bluntly, Wakanda rarely helps its poor neighbors in Africa. If you want to open up Wakanda, Then we must first help the third world countries in Africa to establish their own industries. Mediate the disputes caused by the border lines randomly drawn by European and American powers on the African continent, and establish the African Union to deal with the war against vibranium plunder, instead of blindly relying on it. to gain international status.”

The Emperor of Latvinia unscrewed the cap of the beer bottle with his bare hands and poured the cold beer into his mouth.

He raised his eyebrows and said that he liked this kind of beer very much, especially in such sultry weather, cold beer is the most cheap and easy-to-get delicacy. He put down the empty beer bottle on the cold rock seat and picked up a black-painted chainsword. The single-molecule vibranium saw teeth and chain began to buzz after being powered on, and became hot due to the high-speed operation and the friction of cutting through the air, like a light red aperture surrounding the sword body.

"Your mother doesn't like to hear these words, your sister doesn't understand them, and even ordinary Wakandans don't like to hear them, so I won't bring them up at the dinner party. These words can only be said by you. It has always been Wakanda Dadu views their compatriots with a higher attitude than Africans. Although the noble ministers with this arrogant attitude are conservative and short-sighted, they are not necessarily wrong. The interests of the nobles are deeply tied to Wakanda, so don't ignore it Take their advice and use them like a weapon. As for whether the weapon should be discarded or maintained after it is damaged, it depends on your own will."

The newly elected King's Guards, armed with spears, surrounded the training ground and cast their vigilant eyes on the Emperor of Latvinia. The conversation between the two kings did not shy away from them, because T'Challa believed that they would not tell what happened here. told his mother. Although T'Challa repeatedly insisted that the King's Guard take a vacation, the new captain of the King's Guard did not buy it. For a long time, it became a tradition for the King of Wakanda to have his queen come from the King's Guard.

The queen of the previous king T'Chaka and T'Challa's mother were the former two captains of the Guard. The family education passed down from generation to generation has allowed the Wakanda royal family to maintain the martial tradition. Even so, the new king's guard does not want the king who is about to succeed to fight against the kings of other kingdoms, especially when the chain sword rotates with too ferocious momentum. They are worried that the chain sword will bring harm to the future Vulcan. Damage to the king is irreversible.

If possible, they would prefer to use the scarred training robots around the training ground.

"I can provide you with teachers who can fill an entire university mathematics department, as long as you can give suggestions and exchange some political science professors and lecture notes with Wakanda." T'Challa tapped his hand with a long knife The small shield, the blood-red afterglow shining from the skylight of the training ground made of steel bars and glass, mixed with the metal on the edge of the shield, reflected the dazzling light spots that smeared the air, just like the irritability and anxiety lurking at the edge of T'Challa's consciousness. pressure.

"Come on, don't keep me waiting too long."

The hot sunset light clung to Eric Killmonger's face, as if it had lost a layer of skin when it was blocked by the shade of the trees.

The heat in the air and the stench of rotting animal carcasses lingered in the entire forest, and poisonous mosquitoes lingered in the ears. The annoyance in the hearts of the team that continued to penetrate into the jungle continued to rise along with the buzzing sound of insect wings surrounding their ears. Eric Killmonger could also feel the blood vessels on his temples beating faster. He felt that his breathing had become heavy, and he had lost a lot of water, so everyone had to replenish water frequently. The breathing of the team members became heavier and heavier. The skin that had been sunburned and bitten by mosquitoes quickly swelled, itched and even ulcerated. The sticky skin and hair and the less and less water in the water bottle made the muffled complaints continue. A flow began to flow through the ranks. If it weren't for Eric Killmonger's past prestige and desire for money, these people would probably give up the mission and return to their base.

"Follow me, don't get close to the shade of trees or ponds, and don't go out of the woods." Eric Killmonger reminded the mercenary beside him again.

Mercenaries who have been living in Africa for many years know clearly the dangers contained in the land here, but those felons from the United States do not have that rich experience, and they still need to learn at the cost of the lives of their companions. The poisonous snakes and insects under the shade of the trees, the crocodiles in the ponds, and the cheetahs wandering on the edge of the woods are all extremely terrifying predators, and the route they are taking is in this Wakanda forest that has become revitalized after the rainy season. , non-combat attrition will be the primary danger they encounter. He strictly prohibited team members from contacting those who lived in primitive huts, because he knew that those people were actually scouts placed by the Wakandans outside the capital to provide intelligence for hunting them smugglers.

"Our opponent is Ulysses Crow. He is very dangerous. We cannot cause non-combat attrition." Eric Killmonger pointed to the hillock covered by bushes in front of him, "We will An ambush will be set up there. Ulysses Klaw may cooperate with us, but he is more likely to kill us directly, so we must kill him before we can seize the vibranium."

"So why don't we drive?" grumbled a felon holding an AK-47. "If we drove a fucking car, not only would we have enough water but we'd be there by the time the sun went down!"

"Because Wakanda is not primitive, they have high technology. If we are discovered by them using thermal imaging, we will be finished." Eric Killmonger scolded. He found it difficult to control his temper. It was also difficult for him to teach these felons how to distribute water reasonably and how to march silently so that they could survive in such a harsh environment and enter a heavily guarded destination.

He was a soldier, and the others were just thugs who wanted to get rich. Eric Killmonger suppressed the irritation in his heart and resisted the urge to take out his pistol and give this fool a taste of bullets.

"I believe Ulysses Crow has enough supplies," he said to the others. "Friends, if we just kill them, we can get the clean water we want."

At the Hell Knight camp, about 200 kilometers away from the Wakanda border and about 300 kilometers away from the holographic projection barrier in Wakanda's capital, genetically modified warriors rode armored personnel carriers with powerful firepower toward their destination. Malcolm sat in his command armored personnel carrier, his eyes fixed on the location information of Eric Killmonger and Ulysses Crowe provided by the intelligence agency's reconnaissance satellite.

The straight-line distance between the two is no more than 50 kilometers. Eric Killmonger has already secured the important passage into the capital of Wakanda, and there will inevitably be a fight between him and the vibranium dealer Ulysses Klaue. The Hell Knights' reconnaissance force that set out first is already 100 kilometers away. If Eric Killmonger fails in this conflict, the Hell Knights who are scouts will ensure that Eric Killmonger Ge can survive. If the reconnaissance force is fast enough, only one armored vehicle will be needed to seal the victory, and Ulysses Crow will be given to Eric Killmonger as an important bargaining chip.

"I want to see the drone's reconnaissance footage." Malcolm gave the order through the communication channel. His instinct told him that conflict might come much sooner than imagined. "Erik Killmonger must not die."

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