Bazer led more than twenty staff members, escorting the wagons eastward. After traveling roughly ten li over two hours, they encountered the East African Colony Army coming toward them.
Felix stepped forward and greeted Bazer. "Bazer, why are you all out here? What is the situation in Zanzibar now?"
"Alas..." Bazer let out a sigh.
"A coup took place in the Sultanate of Zanzibar. Bargash bin Said has taken control of the army and imprisoned Sultan Majid bin Said. We were driven out by Bargash bin Said's men."
"Where did the immigrants go? The ship was supposed to arrive today, wasn't it?" Felix asked.
"Today's ship came from Europe. I had them head north to Tanga Port," Bazer answered.
Felix narrowed his eyes to slits and said in a low voice, "These Zanzibaris have really grown bold. When the tiger does not show its might, they take us for sick cats. This time, we must show them what color we are!"
Bazer asked in some surprise, "You are not planning to strike back right now, are you? Shouldn't we wait for the main force before acting?"
Felix said disdainfully, "Zanzibar's army? I do not even put them in my eyes. In a while, I will teach them a lesson first."
Bazer said with some concern, "Do not try to show off. If this goes wrong, it will be hard to clean up." As he spoke, he signaled Hans Zhang with his eyes, urging him to persuade Felix.
Hans Zhang placed a hand on Bazer's shoulder and comforted him. "Do not worry. Felix knows his limits. He may act boldly, but we would never do anything without confidence. Besides, it is not as if we do not have legs. If things go badly, can't we run?"
Seeing that neither of them