With the order, countless black people began to carry large bundles of crude rubber onto German trucks. These supplies were consumables waiting for use in Germany. Cars, ships, and planes, and almost no modern industrial products could leave rubber. In 1939, when the production of artificial rubber was insufficient, the reserve of natural rubber was still a very important industrial link.

Although Germany started mass production of artificial synthetic rubber between Farbon and the chemical giant, before 1927, due to limited production capacity and certain defects in quality due to technical reasons, it has not been able to completely replace natural rubber until now.

Because the German Navy is in power in the Atlantic Ocean, Germany can import a large amount of rubber from distant South America. However, due to interference from the US Navy and the British Navy, the German Navy is not able to use the aircraft carrier fleet for long-range escort, so this rubber supply line cannot fully meet Germany's needs.

Because of this, Germany began to seek to replenish the rubber it needed in Africa, which is also the fundamental reason for supporting the African agent General Furkuman. On the other hand, Germany hopes to use Africans to fight or produce for themselves, but now it seems that the effectiveness of this effort is very limited.

The Germans hired or directly sold 20,000 black Africans, hoping to make up for the shortage of labor and set a precedent for mercenaries to fight. However, after a series of experiments, the German army and the German government discovered that these ancient indigenous people on the African continent were really unavailable.

These black people are casual and have strange beliefs, ugly and barbaric, and most of them are not even able to understand language. Therefore, the German upper class is unwilling to accept these Africans to engage in jobs such as servants. Because of their limited knowledge, they cannot engage in industrial production, and the Germans cannot let them join the industrial production link.

The above reasons have led to these black people being able to work as porters and coolies in Germany. They are either distributing them to the frontline for work as consumables or serving at port terminals. They are not considered serious labor at all. Many Germans have to be assigned to detain these strange black people.

The Germans' attempt to make up for human resources completely failed, but they received unexpected returns in rubber and natural resources. In the eyes of the locals, these rubber products are not as valuable as those advanced weapons, because with weapons and advanced tactics, they can plunder more useful things.

Because of different beliefs or some trivial matters that happened on a certain day, the attacks between tribes have not stopped since the birth of civilization. The great powers have not interfered with these ancient African tribes because of their own needs. They do not have a modern economic plunder system like Germany, so they have not allowed these ancient lands to show their due vitality.

The emerging capitalists in Germany are different. They are more accustomed to and adapt to the cruel capital plunder hidden in the shadow of economic aid. They take away the oil, rubber, gold and gems they need, leaving behind railways, cities that are gradually flourishing, and a huge product dumping market.

Compared with the plunder of red fruits in the colonies, this economic development model, which came from fifty years later, has its unparalleled superiority. It aims to help the local economy revitalize the economy, create markets, and obtain raw material resources; and then put the produced things back into the market they created to gain profits or international reputation.

The difference is that after 2000, everyone became much smarter. While doing this, advanced countries also had to provide loans and other conditions to win people's hearts to gain support from the local government. In 1939, Akado came up with such a model and immediately made the local indigenous people regard the Germans as their best friends.

Want arms? The Mauser rifles, mg42 machine guns, and even tanks and armored vehicles in the hands of the invincible army of the Great German Third Reich can be provided! Want daily necessities? All kinds of daily necessities are available, enough to allow the African General Furkuman to improve the living standards of his tribe! What else is there to be dissatisfied with? Not enough money? Easy to deal with! Oil, rubber, wood, minerals, gems, gold... These can be used as exchange items! Germany and Africa are all together, is there any? Germany sells its iron to help African friends, is there any?

Hundreds of tons of rubber were handed over to the German SS, and there was not even a contract signed. After the Germans threw down their guns and ammunition, and some gasoline, they left quickly just like when they came. Many people saw the heads raised by the roadside and felt that the air was filled with a strange smell of plague.

"We will provide you with the tanks you want, and there are five of our battlefield observers together. If they think it is necessary, we can even provide more arms and even dispatch planes to help you eliminate your enemies." Before walking back to his car, Colonel Kilville spoke to the black general opposite him, "Thank you for your native products, I think my boss will like these very much."

"My people will wait here, and more than 400 of the most heroic warriors of the tribe will defend this trading station." General Furkuman said with a smile, then took a diamond about a carat from his assistant and stuffed it into Colonel Kilville: "We are friends! Mr. Colonel Kilville, I hope to see you again."

Who knows whether he is right or wrong when he comes here? Who knows if he will live until the next time he comes here to exchange supplies with these black people? Colonel Kilville smiled helplessly, dispelled the strange thoughts in his heart, and said goodbye with a smile: "So goodbye, my friend, if you are interested in coming to Cairo, I will invite you to drink the best wine in Cairo."

Looking at the car that was leaving, a black man approached General Furkuman and asked in a low voice: "General, why don't we cooperate with the Americans? They seem to offer a higher price. As long as this convoy is annihilated, the Americans will provide us with more arms and supplies."

General Furkuman did not speak, but just sneered, and then his assistant shot and killed the subordinate who came up to persuade him. Just as General Furkuman killed his subordinates, three German Odin armed helicopters began to slowly climb up behind the dense forest not far away.
Chapter completed!