"Chugga-chugga-chugga..."
At daybreak, the residents of Shaoqui Town were awakened by the sound of tractors starting up, followed by the blare of military bugles. "Toot-toot-toot..."
The East African military camp stood in the center of Shaoqui Town. As Shaoqui had once been an important Portuguese settlement, many Portuguese and natives had remained after the war. To prevent local rebellion, the army had not fully withdrawn.
"Darling, what is that sound?" Hannah Montana shook her sleeping husband awake.
Andor said impatiently, "Isn't it just the East Africans' bugle? What's all the fuss about? Let me sleep a little longer..."
Hannah Montana gave him a slap and said, "Do you think I can't tell the sound of a bugle? I mean that chugging sound before the bugle, and it still hasn't stopped. Listen carefully."
Urged on by his wife, Andor reluctantly stretched his head toward the source of the sound. Sure enough, beneath the deep, resonant bugle calls, he heard something different. The noise was drawing closer, as if it were coming straight toward his house.
"Hm..." Andor's attention was caught.
Suddenly, a wave of alarmed cries came from the street. "Look, a monster! A moving monster..."
"Help!"
All kinds of Portuguese cries, mixed with the voices of some natives, spread through the street. Andor and his wife looked at each other, then hurriedly dressed and went out to watch the "excitement."
Andor pushed open the door and was met with a chaotic scene in the street. The main source of the disorder outside was the Mozambican natives, and the scene was utterly chaotic.
Some fled in all directions, some hastily sought cover, and a few natives even lay flat on the ground, muttering under their breath.
Andor could not make out what they were saying, but he could roughly guess. They