African Entrepreneurship Chronicles: Rise of a Hohenzollern Prince
Chapter 1730

The Last Three Hundred Kilometers

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Afghanistan had also formed a small town where the highway connected with the Kalat Khanate, and even built a customs checkpoint here.

Calling it a small town was generous; in truth, it resembled a bustling marketplace more. Aside from a handful of fairly decent-looking buildings, most of it consisted of makeshift mud-brick houses and shacks.

These disorderly structures stretched out along both sides of the Central Asia Highway.

As the saying went, "If you want to get rich, build roads first." The construction of the Central Asia Highway had opened a trade artery between Afghanistan and the Indian Ocean, drawing many locals here. Besides Afghan merchants, there were also many Kalat Khanate traders who had come to Afghanistan to do business.

The arrival of Prince Konica's convoy instantly drew the attention of many locals.

At that moment, a middle-aged man carrying a gun, dressed in a long robe, and sporting a face full of beard led a group of men to stop Prince Konica's convoy.

Major General Willit said to Prince Konica, "Your Highness, we're about to enter Afghanistan. These should be Afghan border police. Stay in the vehicle; I'll take some men to negotiate with them."

In this unfamiliar place, Prince Konica naturally chose to follow Major General Willit's advice.

Thus, Major General Willit brought an Afghan interpreter to the front of the convoy.

The Afghan police officer in charge, Ahmad Gulbuz, instantly tensed when he saw the fully armed East African soldiers. Gulbuz naturally recognized the East African national flag on the vehicles, but he had never expected an East African Army unit to arrive this time.

Since the Central Asia Highway had been constructed and opened, East Africans were no longer an unusual sight in this border town. However, they had usually been workers and merchants.

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