Chapter 239 Daxia, what did you do? Where did this "aircraft carrier" come from?
As a 'Mossi native', Bomi himself has little cultural level.

It can even be said that he doesn't even know how to write his own name, let alone any "big truths".

But he knew what was right and what was wrong.

Although Bomi could not understand any profound theories, he was even less clear about what words such as "socialism", "capitalism", "slave exploitation" and so on meant.

But he knew that people need to eat enough food, otherwise they will starve to death!

Still chopping trees and burning charcoal day after day, Bomi even has a problem maintaining the livelihood of the entire family, not to mention the "grand wish" of having enough food.

After all, even if he worked hard to carry dozens of kilograms of charcoal to sell in the town, he could only get a few hundred West African francs, which is less than one US dollar, and it is not an easy task to make this charcoal.

It would take him most of the day just to chop wood, and it would take even longer to burn it into qualified charcoal.

Even though Bomi has been working around the clock, it still takes him two days to sell a piece of charcoal. If his monthly income can add up to 30 US dollars, it would be considered that God is taking care of this poor man.

But this is far from enough. Bomi also has to raise a one-year-old son who is crying for food, so his wife needs to pick wild fruits and farm to barely maintain a level of living that is not starving to death.

"If I can plant more crops and earn more money." Bomi's eyes showed something called 'ambition': "Then Aisha and the others wouldn't have to live in such pain."

Thinking of this, Bomi felt as if his heart was stabbed. The person he felt most sorry for in his life might be his daughter, Aisha.

Not only had she never enjoyed any happiness or had a full meal in all the years since she was born, but because her family could not afford it, Elsa had to hastily marry a strange man at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

Her husband's family has always been mean, and there are many brothers and sisters raised in his family. Her daughter Aisha has a very hard life there.

She even suffered resentment and hatred from her husband's family for giving birth to two girls in a row.

But as a father, what can he do now? Bomi always wants to take his daughter and granddaughter back.

However, the money he earned was not even enough to support his son. All he could do was to save a little money every month to buy a pound of rough cassava flour to make Aisha's life a little better.

Here in West Africa, Bomi thought he had gotten used to it all, used to being the most humble person and dying after the age of forty. After all, living past fifty was considered a long life in the local area.

"This shouldn't be the case. We have to change our fate." He said to his wife seriously, "We have to make changes if we want to survive."

He remembered the sentence he heard most often in the village night school in recent days.

In this world, there is no one who is destined to be a "slave" from birth, and no one is destined to suffer.

People in Burkina Faso can also become rich with their own hands, feed their families and live a good life.

"I believe you." Bomi's wife, her dark face, her lips looked a little chapped and dry, even as a black person her face looked pale.

This is a sign of weakness; her body has already lost too much.

"I will let you and the children live a good life." Bomi clenched his fists and looked at his wife seriously.

He was a little dazed. How come in the 'paintings' he saw in night school, those women in their thirties from other countries were still as pretty and beautiful as flowers, just like eighteen-year-old girls?

And his wife, who has been married to him for twenty years and is only thirty-five years old, now has many white hairs and wrinkles on her head. How could she have become so old?

In West Africa, the poorest and most backward part of the world, every time a woman gives birth she is gambling with her life, and due to long-term malnutrition, childbirth consumes too much of her life.

In this country where the average life expectancy is less than 50 years, many people at the bottom of society barely live to over 40 years old. Everyone is struggling to survive.

And now, Bomi already knows what the future holds!

For himself, for his wife, and even more for his daughter who is suffering and his hungry son, he must fight to the death.

at the same time.

Just a few kilometers away from him, in a simple wooden house.

"Boss, this is the list of people who want to join our organization."

A cadre handed over a few pages of paper, which were covered with various names and fingerprints.

Since the local villagers are basically illiterate, they determine people's names by taking fingerprints.

Buhler glanced over it briefly and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, your publicity department did a great job."

Now, there are more than two hundred villagers who have joined their organization.

After everyone's discussion, they finally decided to name the force formed by the peasants as the "People's Front of Workers and Peasants of Burkina Faso".

Starting from the bottom and going to the bottom is the consistent principle of Buller, Jon and others, and it is also the only criterion.

"At present, the organization has sent a notice that the second batch of supplies is on the way." Jon next to him began to introduce.

Hear this.

"That's great." Mark and others waved their fists excitedly.

They have no shortage of food supplies, and now they are even less likely to lack weapons and ammunition.

However, various mechanized tools were extremely scarce, and as for books and materials, they were completely "poor and blank".

Unfortunately, not many useful talents can be recruited locally. After all, even if the literacy level in Burkina Faso is lowered to the minimum level where people can recognize their own names, there are still more than 80% of the people who are illiterate, and only one in a thousand can write.

If all the available "textbooks" need to be compiled by them, it would be better to ask the organization to get the textbooks directly.

As for mechanized tools, they are a magic weapon for expanding the base in the early stage. After all, Buller and others cannot build houses by hand, let alone plow the fields by hand. That would be too inefficient.

In other words, if Buller wants to popularize education in Burkina Faso, it will be an extremely difficult task.

This is even ten times more difficult than the previous experiences of Asian and European countries, because these countries already have a large number of "knowledgeable people".

But in Burkina Faso, these people do not exist, so we have to start everything from scratch, which will be an extremely arduous process.

"Everything is going well now." Jon was a little impatient and said, "Boss Buller, should we..."

Now that they have a strong army, soldiers, food, and guns, the most urgent task is to establish a base.

Buller's troops could easily defeat the big landlord who controlled the land of several surrounding villages.

"Wait a little longer." Buller shook his head and rejected the proposal: "At least not now."

He expects to spend one or two months in preparation before officially taking action.

After all, after decades of chaos, Burkina Faso is no longer a normal country. Instead, it is a combination of tribal owners, large landowners, dignitaries, the military, etc., and its sovereignty is even severely restricted by France in terms of economy, military and other aspects.

In order to make money, they are even willing to let the "people of Burkina Faso" who are already living in hunger and cold, plant cotton with higher economic benefits on most of the country's land instead of growing food, and watch the lower-class people starve to death.

It can even be said that if the Eagle Sauce is partly responsible for most of the chaos in West African countries, then France is the main person responsible for leading this disaster. It is easy to kill a small landlord, but it is not so easy to quell the anger of the whole country and even France.

There are not enough people, and the winning rate is not enough to instantly defeat all difficulties, so Buhler chooses to continue to lie in wait.

at the same time.

The aircraft carrier returned to the port and after a busy night, it arrived at the port of the North Sea Fleet.

At this moment, it is still around five in the morning, and there is still more than an hour before dawn.

Fu Hai looked at the aircraft carrier at the port, his face still full of disbelief, and he kept muttering: "Is this true?"

Until this moment, he still looked as if he had just woken up from a dream, as if he was still living in a dream.

An aircraft carrier similar to the "Kitty Hawk" is actually parked in its own North Sea Fleet port?

If this is a dream, Fu Hai hopes that he will never wake up and let him enjoy this beautiful dream alone.

That's when.

"What are you daydreaming about?" Zheng Lixing glared at him and said with a smile, "Hurry up and disguise yourself before the Eagle Sauce notices."

Zhang Yuli did not come back with them, but flew directly back to Yanjing. He had to report this matter in detail to his superiors in person.

The most important thing now is, of course, to take advantage of this rare opportunity to properly store this "Kitty Hawk-class" aircraft carrier and then carry out the transformation work.

It can only be said that they were lucky in this operation. There were not even many winds and waves along the way, and they arrived at the "North Sea Fleet" base safely.

I had been planning to fight to the death, but I found that there was no movement at all.

Now he finally understood why the 'Great Wall Watch' organization was placed in that location. It was the safest choice.

First of all, in the southern waters, after the last accident, the Eagle Sauce has implemented all-round monitoring, and even some monkeys are jumping restlessly.

And wanting to return to the port under the cover of night is sheer nonsense.

The Yellow Sea is not only close to the North Sea Fleet base, but the opposite side's surveillance focus has not been on this location recently, so they were able to "slip away" under the noses of others.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Fu Hai immediately stepped forward and began to direct the various deployment work.

now.

At the port of the North Sea Base, a building structure that looked very familiar to everyone has been completed.

"This time the speed seems to be faster than last time?" Jiang Dingqian commented: "And it is much better in every aspect."

"Of course. This time the preparations are much more thorough than before." Zheng Lixing nodded and replied with a smile.

Due to the rush, the construction of the Wasp-class amphibious assault ship was notified to the Southern Fleet base until it was confirmed to return.

This time, as soon as Daxia received the information of the "delivery location", it started construction here in the North Sea Fleet, and even completed all the construction one hour before they returned.

At this speed, it would be strange if it wasn't fast.

Under the gaze of several people and with the precise coordination of several tugboats, this huge ship finally slowly stopped inside the shed, and the cover around the "dock" began to slowly fall down.

No matter how sophisticated the detection tools are, they can never penetrate this heavy mechanism to reveal the secrets inside.

Seeing that the 'aircraft carrier' had finally docked steadily at this moment, with the anchor firmly buried under the sea, the hearts of several people were finally at ease.

At this time, Fu Hai looked at the strange old man next to him, his eyes once again revealing anxiety and confusion: "Old man Zheng, can you tell me now?"

"What exactly happened in all this?"

After repeated confirmation, Fu Hai could guarantee that this was a Kitty Hawk-class aircraft carrier, which made him even more confused.

How did it appear in Daxia? And why was it placed in such a strange position?

And those two inexplicable 'An-225' transport planes, they are more than the number in existence.

He doesn't think that this is a gift from Eagle Sauce to Daxia.

at the same time.

Just as Zheng Lixing and his companions were having a secret conversation, the sun had already risen high in Daxia.

The town of Arlington was still in the dark.

Pentagon, inside the Office of Global Affairs and Security.

With the arrival of a document, the originally silent building was instantly brightly lit.

After a while.

Kimi Andrew sat in his office chair and took a sip of bitter coffee, trying to dispel his strong sleepiness: "Tell me, what happened this time?"

"Sir, this is an urgent document from the Asia-Pacific region." The assistant handed over a document.

The urgency level is still marked as 'red'.

When Kimi Andrew saw the first sentence written on the document, he couldn't help but spit out the coffee in his mouth. Without caring about his wet clothes, he stood up, stunned.

I just saw it clearly written on it.

[According to satellite patrols, an 'unknown building' similar to a dock appeared at the port of the Northern Fleet of Daxia. ]

[The structure of the port is the same as the last one of the Southern Fleet, and the length, width, etc. are more than 50% longer than before. ]

His eyes widened, he stood up in horror and screamed: "What's going on? What on earth just happened!"

"It's going to be more than half the area? What did Daxia build?"

The previous one was an amphibious assault ship with a displacement of at least 40,000 tons, and this time it would be half as large.

Wouldn't that be a ship of 60,000 to 70,000 tons?
A term immediately popped up in Kimi Andrew's mind, and he muttered with his eyes blank: "OMG, they are not going to build a 'new' aircraft carrier, are they?"

He couldn't think of any other possibility except an aircraft carrier.

An aircraft carrier appeared in the base of the Daxia North Sea Fleet? Is this world crazy?

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