Until the 22nd century, this continent had always been the target of economic colonization by various countries and once ushered in a brief period of prosperity. But after the 22nd century, space mining became the norm, and countries' enthusiasm for the African continent plummeted.
Resources could no longer be Africa's advantage. The space elevator could bring endless industrial raw materials to major economies. The moon became a new wrestling field for major political alliances. The rare earth and helium energy market was reshuffled with the establishment of the first lunar colony. The entire African continent seemed to have been forgotten and completely walked out of the vision of international capital, leaving only an empty shell. The large slums formed a sharp contrast with the lightless cities.
The African brothers, who had always been lazy and gluttonous to begin with, obviously hadn't prepared for this day.
With the withdrawal of major mining and oil giants from Africa, the continent ushered in an unprecedented depression. The debt crisis made African governments bankrupt one after another. War, hunger, and disease became the new normal of the continent. Just like natural selection on the African prairie, people curled up in the slums struggled in poverty, constantly suffering from coups and the cycle of short-lived dictators.
Only when the humanitarian supplies arrived could they get a moment of respite.
The situation ushered in a slight change in 2150. The global economic crisis erupted, and the situation in Africa couldn't get any worse. People seemed to have shifted their attention back here, although their eyes were filled with absent-mindedness.
The real turning point was the year 2171.
With the outbreak of the Third World War, this continent that had almost declined to the atomic age unexpectedly became the only survivor of this nuclear war.
In 2174, the Third World War ended, and the World Coalition Government was established. Many people began to prepare for escape. At that time, the World Coalition Government was prepared to pull Africans into the group, but unfortunately, there were so many emirates in Africa that they couldn't find a suitable spokesperson.
Until the colonial ship was launched in 2176, the entire African continent was excluded from the vision of the international community. But surprisingly, after the end of the war in 2174, the entire African continent ushered in the dawn of spring.
From Moscow to Paris, it was a ruin, and there was no inch of land that was undamaged.
A large number of European refugees poured into Africa across the Mediterranean Sea, bringing with them technology and knowledge that didn't exist here.
At this time, the black uncles suddenly discovered that the outside world they originally longed for had become a ruin, and the people they once envied were now looking at themselves with envy.
Apart from the fact that the military supplies on this continent were the best in the world, everything else was so backward.
However, it was also because of this that the black people did not once again become slaves of Europeans or other outsiders. Instead, it was the other way around. The black men with weapons placed the muzzles on the heads of the European refugees and tied the collars around their necks.
It was impossible to expect the Negroes to make a living by farming. Even the whites thought it was politically incorrect to expect the Negroes to provide food for the whites, let alone the Negroes themselves.
Moreover, up until the war, many of the backward areas in Africa had already reverted to tribal chieftaincy systems.
Most of these sheikhdoms agreed with slavery.
This situation was especially common in North Africa. Although some countries south of the Sahara still maintained the characteristics of a civilized society, the North African emirates, after accepting a large number of refugees or slaves from Europe and even the United States, were unprecedentedly powerful.
After a powerful chief came to power, a new African Union came into being.
Just like their name, the United Arab Emirates of Africa implemented a high degree of tribal autonomy, united foreign war strategy, and launched a war against the South African Union.
Compared to the World War that used up two hundred years of vitality in three years, this war could only be described as shabby. Both sides could not even gather a tank brigade. Power armors and unarmored infantry charged at each other on the prairie.
Using twenty-second century equipment, they fought with the tactical style of World War I. In less than five years, the Southern African Union announced its surrender and retreated to Madagascar. And the African emirates that occupied the entire African continent, because they could not gather enough warships, they did not have the heart to pursue the Southern African Union.
Large tracts of land digested the refugees that flooded into Africa, and there was finally enough food to eat.
The hardworking Asians became the best candidates for farming, and anyone with a field could get "one." In contrast, the image of the white man was closer to the taste of the black uncles, so they often played the role of a slave.
The black men with status were also proud to have a white slave.
Whether it was the African emirates or the Southern African Union that retreated to Madagascar, they did not have any more thoughts about the land outside of the African continent. The Europeans had already told them how bad the outside world was.
The soldiers who defected from Europe became the target of their competition. The pilots who drove fighter jets, tanks, and even mechas often had a higher status than the average black civilian.
As for most yellow people, life on the African continent was very difficult.
Especially the Indians.
For Southeast Asia, Africa was after all too far away. Most of the Asians who could cross the Indian Ocean to Southern Africa and Madagascar came from India. After these people arrived in Africa, most of them were raised as serfs.
"United as one, indestructible."
This old Congo proverb was the slogan of the black brothers.
But ironically, whether it was the African emirates with tribal autonomy or the Southern African Union, they never stopped the internal friction. As a writer once said, there was never any kind of people more eager to kill their own people than black people.
The African emirates in the north were like a huge feudal empire, and the "king" had countless powerful vassals in his hands. However, the Southern African Union was more like a small Renaissance republic.
"Has the social form degenerated to this extent?" With panda eye bags on his face, he was on the verge of falling from the moment he entered the door. Jiang Chen, who was sitting in the General's Mansion, read the report sent by his subordinates while yawning and muttering incoherently, "A group of baboons with rifles … messengers? Mhmm, let's see. "
Han Junhua's eyes were fixed on his face. After a while, she gently coughed.
"If you are not in a good state today, I suggest you take a nap first."
"Not in a good state? That's not possible. "
Jiang Chen shook his head, pinched his sore eyebrows, and threw the document in his hand to the side.
"Maybe you need a cup of coffee."
Han Junhua shrugged, turned around, and walked out the door.
"Wait." Jiang Chen raised his hand and stopped Han Junhua, who was walking out the door. When he saw her stop, he said, "Send someone to make an appointment with the messenger. Mhmm … tomorrow. Let's meet at the Sixth Street Council Building tomorrow. I will talk to him in detail."
It was impossible today. He really couldn't handle it anymore.
The last scene was probably the morning sunlight outside the window, and Yao Yao's beautiful face that was full of happiness and satisfaction, as well as the smirk on Xiaorou's face when she woke up from a deep sleep. The last memory was fragmented. He vaguely remembered that Xiaorou held his arm and coaxed him to the General's Mansion. She was most likely playing a prank on him …
Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here.
[Let's see if I don't spank your ass when we get back.]
Jiang Chen muttered in his mind. Just as he was about to stand up from the chair, he slammed his head on the table and began to snore.
Han Junhua's eyebrows twitched. She let out a sigh, nodded slightly, and walked out the door.
"Yes."
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