Make France Great Again-Chapter 879 - 870: Taking Over the Mining Area

"Chief, what’s wrong with you?"

Captain Grandi looked at the old chief sitting opposite him, who appeared flustered, and asked curiously.

"Mr. Grandi, Mr. Mirabeau!" The old chief responded to both with a solemn expression, "We might be in trouble!"

"What’s going on?" Captain Grandi and Mira Bo Pulekovic exchanged glances, not understanding what the old chief meant.

"Just now, my men reported to me that a large group of soldiers appeared about 600-700 meters from the tribe, and they are heading this way!" The old chief said gravely to Captain Grandi and Mira Bo Pulekovic.

Captain Grandi and Mira Bo Pulekovic’s faces showed surprise; they hadn’t expected a large group of soldiers to appear "out of nowhere" on French territory.

"Could they be Portuguese soldiers?" Mira Bo Pulekovic asked Captain Grandi nearby.

Captain Grandi furrowed his brow, shaking his head, he responded to Mira Bo Pulekovic, "Probably not! As far as I know, the nearest Portuguese outpost is at least 200–300 kilometers away from us!"

"Then who could it be?" Mira Bo Pulekovic muttered softly, "Could it be the mercenaries from the slave trading caravans!"

"That’s possible!" Captain Grandi nodded in agreement with Mira Bo Pulekovic, then turned to the old chief, "Chief, has your French flag been hoisted?"

The old chief nodded and replied to Captain Grandi, "I’ve already ordered the French flag to be hoisted!"

"Since the flag is already hoisted, there shouldn’t be any major problems!" Captain Grandi replied calmly to the old chief.

"Really?" The old chief, who didn’t have a clear understanding of France’s comprehensive national strength, was a bit skeptical that a flag could have such power.

"Rest assured! The French flag represents the face of the French Governor’s Mansion; even the Kingdom of Britain cannot easily attack a tribe flying the French flag! Unless they want to start a war with France!" Captain Grandi responded seriously to the old chief.

"That’s good! That’s good!" The old chief’s anxious heart finally calmed down.

Since they said that flying the French flag could ensure the tribe’s safety, the old chief had nothing to fear.

A while later, the native officer appeared once more before the old chief, reporting in the native language about the current state of affairs. The native soldiers and the soldiers from afar had already formed a standoff outside the tribe’s fences, and those distant soldiers numbered about 240 people, with their commander speaking the same language as Captain Grandi and Mira Bo Pulekovic.

Having quietly listened to the native officer, the old chief turned his gaze to Captain Grandi.

Before Captain Grandi could speak, he skillfully used the Entuya Language, telling the old chief, "Chief, no need for translation! I can understand!"

The old chief’s face immediately became embarrassed. He tentatively asked Captain Grandi, "Mr. Grandi, when on earth did you learn our language?"

"A long time ago! However, I didn’t systematically learn your tribe’s language, but studied the languages of other tribes!" Captain Grandi smacked his lips, paused, and continued, "Although there are some differences between your language and the others, generally speaking, the differences aren’t significant! As long as you pay a little attention, you can achieve mastery with it!"

"So that’s how it is!" The old chief smiled bitterly, suddenly feeling that his attempts over the past two days to use the native language to prevent Captain Grandi from eavesdropping might seem foolish in Captain Grandi’s eyes.

Then, the old chief remembered what his grandson had said in Entuya Language yesterday and hurriedly told Captain Grandi, "Mr. Grandi, my grandson is not..."

Before the old chief could finish speaking, Captain Grandi interrupted firmly, "Chief, we should head out!"

"Yes!" The old chief replied meekly.

Captain Grandi, Mira Bo Pulekovic, and the old chief arrived at the tribe’s gate, passing through the native soldiers’ formation to the forefront.

Here, they saw the French Foreign Legion dressed in blue and white uniforms.

Andrei Milanovic, leading the detachment, hurried forward upon seeing Mira Bo Pulekovic.

Mira Bo Pulekovic excitedly moved forward as well, and upon seeing this, the old chief quickly ordered his native soldiers to put away their spears.

Mira Bo Pulekovic and Andrei Milanovic met in the center of the troops. After shaking hands, Mira Bo Pulekovic inquired what brought Andrei Milanovic here.

Andrei Milanovic informed Mira Bo Pulekovic that he had come per the orders of the Governor’s Mansion to take over guarding the open-pit mine, allowing the expedition team to proceed without worries.

"Huh? Did the experts not accompany you?" Mira Bo Pulekovic asked curiously to Andrei Milanovic.

"The Governor’s Mansion has just been built; where can we find experts for mineral identification readily available?" Andre Milanovic shook his head and said to Mira Bo Pulekovic, "However, Secretary Rastigne has already prepared to recruit mineral experts heavily in Libreville!

If nothing unexpected happens, we should be able to recruit them within the next two days!

Once we have the results, I’ll send someone to inform you!"

"Alright! I understand!" Mira Bo Pulekovic nodded and said to Andre Milanovic.

Subsequently, Mira Bo Pulekovic introduced the Old Chief of the Enthuya Tribe to Andre Milanovic.

"Honorable Major, welcome to the Enthuya Tribe!" The Old Chief respectfully said to Andre Milanovic in French.

"Hmm!" Andrei Milapovic nodded, responding perfunctorily, "In the coming days, I will be counting on you to take care of us!"

"Of course!" The Old Chief also nodded and replied to Andre Milanovic.

That evening, a grand bonfire party was held in the Enthuya Tribe.

To host this banquet, the Old Chief specially took out some of the spoils of war from yesterday to entertain Andre Milanovic and his entourage.

People sang and danced around the bonfire, showcasing an unprecedented harmony between the colonizers and the colonized at that moment.

The bonfire party continued until around ten o’clock in the evening before it ended. The midnight breeze gently blew against the conical tents outside the Enthuya Tribe, creating a rustling sound, while the soldiers residing inside covered themselves with woolen blankets and quietly fell asleep.

Early the next morning, awakened by the loud sound of the bugle, the soldiers residing in the tents yawned and gradually got up. Following the orders of their superior sergeant, they re-packed the tents that shielded them from the cold wind all night into their backpacks.

Once all the tents were packed into the backpacks, Andre Milanovic then ordered the company to settle their breakfast on the spot.

Each soldier stuffed the prepared chocolate and bread into their mouths, waiting quietly for the coffee.

After about 20 minutes, Andre Milanovic shouted, "The coffee is ready! Come and get it if you need it!" After this, the soldiers pulled out the coffee containers from their backpacks and lined up to receive coffee.

A full pot of coffee was soon distributed among over 200 people, with each person receiving exactly one cup of coffee.

After drinking the coffee, the soldiers immediately became energized. Under Andre Milanovic’s command, they reformed into two lines, ready to set out at a moment’s notice.

Just then, Captain Grandi and Mira Bo Pulekovic emerged from the tribe and approached Andre Milanovic.

"France’s army lives up to its name; with such military bearing, how could they possibly not win battles!" Captain Grandi couldn’t help but praise the Foreign Legion before him.

The faces of the soldiers of the Foreign Legion broke into smiles, although most of them had not been part of the Legion more than a year ago, military life had entirely transformed them into members of the army.

They now felt immense pride in being part of the French Foreign Legion!

"Mirabeau, where is the open-air mining site now? Can you take me to it?" Andre Milanovic asked Mira Bo Pulekovic.

"Of course! I also need to call all the guards stationed there over!" Mira Bo Pulekovic nodded and said to Andre Milanovic.

Following that, under Mira Bo Pulekovic’s lead, Andre Milanovic and his group set off to the west.

After walking for about two and a half hours, Andre Milanovic and his group arrived at their destination.

As soon as they saw Mira Bo Pulekovic and Andre Milanovic arrive, the dozens of soldiers guarding the open-air mining site immediately saluted them.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Mira Bo Pulekovic saluted back while speaking to them.

"It’s no trouble!" The soldiers shook their heads and said to Mira Bo Pulekovic.

Mira Bo Pulekovic smiled slightly, then turned to Andre Milanovic and said, "Alright! Andre, I now hand over all defense matters here to you! I hope you can guard it cautiously until the Governor’s Mansion sends experts for inspection!"

"Don’t worry!" Andre Milanovic also solemnly assured Mira Bo Pulekovic that he would treat the task with caution.

"Alright then! I’ll take my leave!"