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Germany’s influence in West Africa is quite weak, except for a governor’s guard with less than 50 people and a newly formed civil air defense guard with German officers and non-commissioned officers with a total strength of no more than 600, leaving an impenetrable police force composed of local people.
It is impossible for a few people to control the vast German West Africa. The Germans will focus on the rich Bonny Bay coast and the Wuli River area. For the northern wild highland tribe Funiras and the eastern unruly nomadic tribes Baya and Mbum, they mainly take measures such as wooing and dividing to control this area by supporting agents.
The Funirans’ rebellion has a long history. The highland tribesmen are as desolate and wild as the rugged plateau landform in northern German West Africa. They will never succumb to a certain ethnic group for a long time. The governor of New West Africa is really tired of the repeated rebellion by the Funirans. There are casualties among officials of the Colonial Affairs Department and church priests. The governor of West Africa wants to use drastic measures to solve the problem once and for all.
The governor of West Africa does not have many cards in his hand. With the help of the navy, the regular marine corps appears. The sailors in the former ship have always been skilled in handling warships. It is also necessary to be able to ship into a marine corps and play with revolvers and cannons.
So, led by German army officers, 300 self-guards and German navy sailors, 60 marines and 42 young naval cadets formed an officer corps, and the dock at Cameroon Port was closed.
In his fifties, the Governor of West Africa put up a high platform and gave an enthusiastic speech. He raised the value of this low-intensity punishment war to the level of safeguarding the German Empire, defending the glory of the imperialists and defending the people, and benefiting the German grandchildren. Finally, he made a reward that made the Jews crazy. After the speech, a group of young dogs were boiling and wanted to appear on the battlefield immediately.
After the mobilization meeting before the war, this mixed army of Lu Haijun, students and aborigines, with both new Mao Se rifles and old-fashioned committee singles, quickly marched. They led Lieutenant Colonel von Muller of German West Africa to take four steam boats upstream along the Wuli River and landed at Yola Valley Mouth in the north to be loyal to Germany. Several tribal forces met and walked more than 20 kilometers along the foothills to find the main force of the rebels and dealt a devastating blow.
"Colonel Mueller, they are the future of the navy. I will give you these young people with an average age of less than ten years old. You must bring them back a lot." Lieutenant Colonel Dida pointed to the dock naval cadet phalanx on the bridge.
Colonel Mueller’s blue-eyed pupil flashed a trace of pride. "Don’t worry, Lieutenant Colonel, 42 naval cadets, and the Governor promised to reward and bring back German glory …"
The first twenty years, the third chapter German West Africa (5)
The Wuli River is the most prosperous waterway in Cameroon, which is formed by the confluence of the Nkamm River and the Makombe River in Brazil. The runoff of the Wuli River is relatively large, which is affected by the plateau topography. Small ships can sail to the mouth of the Yola Valley, and then there is the formidable Yola Grand Canyon with rapids, reefs and eddies.
Four steamboats spewed smoke all the way to the west and landed at the mouth of Yola Valley, a miscellaneous army, and a small soldier was built near the beach of the mouth of the valley.
Lieutenant Colonel Muller regarded the naval cadets as resentful and stubborn, and placed all the naval cadets in a relatively safe rear, leaving two experienced army noncommissioned officers to lead them in guarding the soldiers.
Lieutenant Colonel Dida’s original intention was to let these fledgling boys see the world and get familiar with the rhythm of war. Although Lieutenant Colonel Muller showed confidence in front of Dida, it was difficult for war to be a casualty. After all, he dared not joke about the future of the navy.
After the steamboat abandoned its troops, it turned around and left. Lieutenant Colonel Muller led a miscellaneous army and more than 2,000 Cameroonian tribal friendly forces to March into the depths of the mountains to crusade against rebel tribes.
At night, the Grand Canyon raised a thin layer of mist, and the equatorial crescent moon hung a hazy veil. The bright moonlight sprinkled the ground as if it were covered with a thin layer of frost.
There were a lot of arms, so the blackout regulations were strictly enforced. It was dark in the middle of the night. Lieutenant Colonel Muller left behind the army officers, all of whom were experienced operatives. They not only sent two groups of mobile sentries, but also built an artificial bunker concealed sentry about 50 meters away from the soldiers.
At 3: 00 midnight, Auden and Herman patrol along the cordon with rifles. Wang Haidi and Lei Deer squat in the bunker and talk to each other in the dark night.
The equatorial region is always worried about the problem that the temperature is too low at night, but mosquito bites are really boring. Wang Haidi holds an unknown weed root in his mouth to relieve his drowsiness. His rough hand slaps and presses himself and soon runs over five or six blood-stained mosquitoes.
"Selim, can’t you be quiet? We are on duty!" Lei Deer looked at the bunker outside low voice way
It has been four or five days since Lieutenant Colonel Mueller led the miscellaneous army into the mountains. The naval cadets received the latest news that the main force of the rebels has been defeated by Emperor Mueller’s team, and the victory is just around the corner. The otaku chewed the unknown weeds in his mouth. "What are you afraid of? The Funilas have been defeated. Will they dare to sneak attack the soldiers?"
Wang Haidi’s tone came to an abrupt end. He seemed to realize what he meant. He pointed to the right-hand Committee rifle of Lei Deer and put his ear to the ground. Lei Deer knew that he quickly grabbed the rifle and grabbed the Sam Browne Belt. Chengcheng Huang was pressed into the magazine, and the muzzle was facing Yola Taniguchi.
As dark as ink, everything was quiet in the canyon forest, and Haidi vaguely heard the footsteps of Sita Sita Suosuo, as well as the pike and the bow string.
"It’s a rich man! Enemy attack! " Will Wang Haidi think about how the Funila people who have been "in flight" have regrouped and blocked the soldiers? He shouted at the top of his voice and fired several shots at the sky.
Shortness of guns and heartbreaking warnings resounded through the river beach, which made the sleeping soldiers stir up. The army sergeant commanded several rounds of flares to raise magnesium powder and emit dazzling light. The night turned into day in an instant.
By shining brightly, Wang Haidi took a furtive look outside the bunker and gasped at the sight of hundreds of highland tribesmen wrapped in animal skins and forage, their dark skin covered with oil paints, and armed with swords, guns and bows and arrows, jumping up from the ravines near the floodplain, swarming, shouting and pouncing on the little soldiers.
History disdains the Battle of Yola River Beach, which started at 3: 00 a.m., desolate and desolate. In the hinterland of German West Africa, the water was gurgling. The guards at the mouth of Yola Valley, the Cameroon highland tribal rebels fought hand-to-hand and fought fiercely. With white feathered arrows and wooden spears, they threw a series of beautiful arcs at the soldiers and disappeared into the depths of the soldiers. From time to time, the Committee rifles also sprayed death fireworks and spun into the Funilas, bringing up clouds of blood fog.
Colonel Mueller, the soldiers who built the floodplain are obviously carefully considered. The soldiers on the highland on the right bank of the floodplain are well-placed and snobbish. It’s easy to give full play to the advantages of firearms. The Funilas are covered in stabbing soldiers, and their heads are covered with dead bodies. They are terrified. The rebels began to turn their guns and turn their attention to being alone. The sentry body was dark and descended on Wang Haidi and them.
Wang Haidi’s early warning was too short, and the mobile whistle Auden and Hermann came and did not withdraw their troops. Their position was quite bad, and they were almost surrounded by Funilas on three sides. The situation was at stake. Wang Haidi ignored Auden and Hermann’s dirty minds and screamed and jumped out of the bunker, grabbed the rifle and ran towards Auden regardless.
"Auden Herman this way!" Lei Deer also chased up toward Auden and they shouted.
The aborigines cursed endlessly, dipped in poisonous bows and arrows, and threw guns at random. Wang Haidi crustily skin of head and fired several shots, which seemed to hit two or three people by mistake.
After being shot, the rebels rolled around in pain, covering their wounds, and their companions wailed, which made the fanatical highland tribesmen hesitate. Auden took this opportunity to sneak over in three steps and two steps.
A chieftain-like leader came out and urged his hand to continue to attack those swarthy cannibals. It seems that he is determined to hold this three-person team with a white sword and a cold light, and rushed to Wang Haidi. Wang Haidi, Lei Deer and Auden formed a triangular formation, just like a duckweed in the sea of Wang Yang could be swallowed up by bloodthirsty Funilas at any time.
"This won’t do. We must withdraw our troops!" The design of the rifle bore of the Committee is unreasonable, and it is easy to explode. Seeing that the barrel is red, Haidi has to stop shooting and prepare to retreat.
"Wait a minute, Herman hasn’t escaped yet …" Auden grabbed Wang Haidi’s pride and pleaded in a humble tone.
At Auden, Wang Haidi took a silent look and put the bayonet into the spear head.
As time went by, the three men fled while fighting, but Herman didn’t rush out. Auden shouted, "Herman, where are you?"
"He’s still on the beach!" Lei Deer was sharp-eyed and soon found Herman from the crowd. Herman was in a very bad situation. He was surrounded by an arrow in his chest and leaned against an old tree root on the beach, dying, and his rifle had long since disappeared.
Beside Herman, that hideous chieftain-like leader, he raised his spear in high spirits and stabbed Herman in the chest with a little force.
“Arshlh！” Auden roared, pulled the trigger, and directly hit the right atrium of the sheik. A large mass of blood, fog and blood suddenly exploded, and the gun slipped from his hand and fell on the cobblestone beach.
“lslsls！”