Chapter 616： whereabouts

Chapter 616 Whereabouts

Sault Pond is a salt marsh area in the Orange Free State. As the Civil War in the Orange Free State expanded, the two sides engaged in fierce fighting across the Orange Free State.

But the Orangemen were like weeds, stubbornly resisting the joint attack of the British and the Transvaal.

Although the Orangemen's record against the Transvaal Restoration Army was not good in the early days of the war, with weapons and equipment in place, improved logistics support, militiamen working with each other, and accumulation of war experience, the Orangemen have come out of their predicament. And he was able to fight back and forth with the Transvaal people.

“Report to the company commander that we have found traces of the enemy’s food transport team near Florisbad.”

“Are the sources of intelligence reliable?”

“We learned about it from the villagers in Florisbad, and it was reported by a man named Varshanu.”

“Well, have you confirmed his identity?”

“Yes, this Varshanu is indeed a villager in Florisbad Village. We have verified it with the local villagers and the village chief.”

“Bring him here, I have something to ask him.”

Soon, a man with a sly eyebrow was brought to Blanca. He was walking around with his eyes on the Zionist Army station. His movements were cautious, and he could tell at a glance what he was planning in his heart.

Blanca saw that he was not afraid at all, so she asked with a straight face: "Are you Varsiano?"

“Yes, sir!” Varshanu replied respectfully.

"I think you are quite brave? Most people would feel a little uncomfortable entering this military camp, but you are quite interested in this place?" Blanca asked.

Varshanu quickly waved his hands in denial and said: "Sir, please don't praise me. I'm just curious about the military camp. After all, this is my first time here. As for being brave, this may be true. I've been growing up, right? What are you afraid of?"

“Bang”, Blanca slapped the pistol on her waist on the table, “Aren’t you afraid of this?”

Varshanu looked at it, swallowed his saliva and said, "It would be bad if this thing caught fire!"

Blanca noticed the small details of Varshanu, and murmured in her heart, it seems that this Varshanu is really courageous, leaving others alone, facing his pressure, I am afraid she is a little panicked, this Valshanu Xia Nu adjusted her mentality in just a moment.

However, this also increased Varshanu's vigilance, but he did not show it and continued to ask.

"How did you discover the traces of the white bandits? And why were you the only one in your village who discovered it and reported it to us?"

"Sir, I accidentally overheard the white gangsters in the village plotting a route. It was around May. I was drunk and passed out outside. You also like how cold the nights in South Africa are about to enter winter, so I was frozen. When I woke up, I was shaking my head and wanted to rush home and go back to sleep, but I saw that the oil lamp of Ramos' house in the village was still on." Varshanu said in an emotional voice.

“And you want to stick to the wall to get information?”

"Of course that's impossible. Although I am a gangster in the village, I don't have the habit of listening to the corner."

“Then why did you deliberately go to Ramos’ house to inquire about the news?”

"Sir, I'm unjust! I didn't do it on purpose, but it was almost early in the morning when I woke up. The whole village was dark at that time, except for the lights in Ramos' house. And this is not the key, he Several people at home seemed to be arguing about something. I was curious about their conflict, so I came forward to listen!"

Blanca nodded. It is human nature to gossip, and this reason makes sense.

"Then what did you hear?" Varshanu suddenly said with some excitement: "I really discovered a great secret, that is, the third son of the village chief's family, Di Kaiwen, joined the White Bandit. Together with a few people in the village, we plotted some course of action or something like that.”

Blanca noticed Varsiano's sudden mood and asked, "Do you have a conflict with this Dicken?"

"Haha." Varshanu said with some embarrassment: "It's not a big contradiction. It's just that this person is usually too pretentious and has belittled me in front of others."

"That's it?"

"Sir, a scholar cannot be killed without humiliation. Besides, I have never provoked him before, so this problem must be with him. Even if I really kill people and set fires, it has nothing to do with him. Besides, although I am not a He is a good person, but he is not a bad person. My parents never educated me before they were alive. Why does he, a second-generation ancestor who relies on his status as the son of the village chief, comment on me..."

Well, looking at Varshanu's indignant look, Blanca really couldn't say anything. Now he was sure that Varshanu was just unhappy with Dicken, so he wanted to take revenge.

"Okay, let's not talk about these personal grievances, and you can continue to talk about the white bandits." Blanca interrupted Varshanu's spellcasting.

“Didn’t I notice something unusual about them? I secretly watched Dickinson for a few days, and I happened to discover the movement track of the white bandit.”

“Where is the place?”

“Sote Pond in the southwest of the village is full of salt lakes, and there are usually not many people there, but it is indeed a good place. If it weren’t for chance, I really wouldn’t have discovered it.”

“Don’t people in your village usually go to Salt Pond?”

“Hey, there isn’t even a single blade of grass growing there, so people in the village generally don’t go there. Even if they are grazing, they must go to a place with good water and grass.”

Blanca asked his men: "Have you verified it?"

"Company Commander, we went there to take a look. Sauter Pond is a large salt lake, and there are many small salt lakes around it. It is true that no one usually passes by, but we found a lot of ruts there, so we can be sure that there are convoys often passing by. From there, the infestation should last for two or three months, depending on the density of the rut marks.”

Blanca turned to Varsiano and asked: "Are you sure they will still pass through there?"

"Of course, sir, I've been keeping an eye on it for a month. They pass by there once a week. Kevin Di often goes there with food and water. It should be to provide them with convenience, but I haven't inquired too carefully. , after all, I am also afraid of getting into trouble."

“Well, you mean to pass by Salt Pond once a week?”

“Sir, I’m sure that they will definitely show up every Thursday or Friday afternoon. At that time, as long as you send someone to keep an eye on Dicken, he will definitely take people and things there.”

"Wilson, this Thursday or Friday, you are responsible for keeping an eye on Kevin Dickinson. Don't let him find anything unusual. We finally caught the Orange transport convoy this time. We must not let them go!" Blanca ordered his subordinates. .

"As for you, Varsiano, have you been noticed by anyone when you came to the military camp, especially people in your village?" Blanca turned around and asked.

"Sir, don't worry. I usually stay away from home in the village. Sometimes I go to other villages to hang out and meet drinking friends, so it won't be a big deal if I disappear for a while. They won't think about me if they don't see me. stand up."

"That's good, you stay here for the next few days. If the information is correct, I will apply for a reward from the government for you. It doesn't matter if you want money or an official position." Blanca promised.

Hearing that he might become an official, Varshanu's eyes lit up and he said, "It's definitely true. Even if I have ten heads, I wouldn't dare to appoint you, sir!"

(End of this chapter)