Chapter Thirty: Langerka Mercenaries
Early 18th century-
The British army was unstoppable in the South Asian subcontinent and had a large-scale annexation of the Turkish states. Nepal was also planning, but he did not want to fight for two years without any progress.
The progression is desperate.
This bird's nest country on the snow-capped mountains blocked the attack of the British muskets with only the natural barriers, scimitars and javelins.
In desperation, the British army could only adopt a siege tactic, cut off Nepal's transportation supplies, force Nepal to sign a peace treaty, draw clear borders, recognize its independence, and express its never-invasion.
But there is an important additional condition.
At that time, the British general Oktroni was impressed by the brave and warlike Lorkha people, saying that they were born special forces and could adapt to any terrain. So they signed a treaty with the King of Nepal and recruited Lorkha people to join the British army.
This time I got off the mountain, it was unstoppable.
The British army was overjoyed and took it more seriously, gave high benefits, and awarded meritorious services. They set up dozens of recruitment agencies in Nepal, recruiting thousands of people every year.
Under the deliberate push of the British army, Nepal became Sparta on the snow-capped mountains.
The boys were proud of joining the army in the UK and regarded it as a way out. Most of these boys were trained since childhood. They were retired from the British army, but were unable to stay in the UK after serving or retreating from injury and were deported to Nepal to train the next troops.
In Nepal, every village has training camps, and many people grow up with guns. The intensity of the training is astonishing.
In order to get rid of the fate of poverty, they carried out devilish training.
It is not an exaggeration to say it is self-abuse.
The instructor of the Delta Special Forces once went to a village training camp in Nepal and then carried forward these training methods.
In the past hundred years, the mercenary army formed by Langlkha made great achievements for the British army.
Throughout World War I and World War II, hundreds of thousands of people fought to the death.
Until the 21st century, the British army still retained this tradition and went to Nepal to hold "mountain selection" every year. From more than 6,000 candidates, 600 elite soldiers were selected to enter the next round, and finally more than 200 people were selected to bring them back to the UK.
Most of these more than 200 people will join the SAS Air Force Special Service Regiment, Paratrooper Special Service Regiment, and major confidential special forces, and are treated incredibly generously.
India recruits 2,000 people per year.
But India's conditions are much more demanding, because they are Nepali nationality, so they cannot be considered soldiers, but only mercenaries. If they want to become Indian nationality, they must serve for 15 years.
Not only are they poorly paid, they also face discrimination from higher castes.
In India, it's not like the UK!
During the British rule, many ways were also thought of, such as forcibly elevating the Langkha caste to Brahmins, but the Indians did not buy it at all and refused to admit it.
The British found another way and added a new caste to Donalkha and Chetri, whose status was only under the Brahmins.
But the Indians still refuse to admit it.
Only Brahma and Shiva can promulgate castes. Who are you old?
Therefore, there was a special caste, a professional caste in Langkha.
But the Indians didn't admit it either.
In the eyes of Arian's high caste, he is not much better than Datley.
It's a waste of resources!
Lin Lingdong smiled and said, "I can't tell, you have a lot of ideas."
Anil scratched his head awkwardly: "It makes you laugh, but I really don't like this place. It makes me feel no belonging. I still love my hometown. My biggest dream is to make a lot of money and then go back to my hometown to take care of my parents and relatives, as well as my younger brothers and sisters."
Lin Lingdong expressed his understanding to Anil through his eyes.
"These guys always think they are superior to others. This is the situation of the entire society and you can't change it."
This sentence simply came to Anil's heart.
"Yes, Mr. Lin, I yearn for an equal country. I consider going to Singapore in the past, but they hold my passport and I can't leave for the time being."
Lin Lingdong suddenly realized that it was like that.
You should know that Langlkha has been famous for a long time, and the British troops stationed in Hong Kong also have a large number of Langlkha officers. Singapore directly recruited police and formed an elite confidential guard of Langlkha. It is very popular in Southeast Asia. After retirement, it is the first choice for the rich and popular. There are few Langlkha guards in their hands and are embarrassed to go out.
A Langerkha actually went to gangsters?
Lin Lingdong smiled and said, "Poor Anil, what about you now? How do you feel?"
Anil rolled down the window and looked left and right, looking a little nervous.
"It's not good, sir, this kind of life is not what I want, but they protect me and promise to find a way for me, but..."
Anil looked at Lin Lingdong with a look of help.
Lin Lingdong nodded slightly: "Don't worry, Anil, Mr. Lin is willing to help others."
How could Lin Lingdong not know about the despicable methods of the Brotherhood?
He just came out of the demon claws and fell into the demon cave again.
Anil said happily: "Thank you, Mr. Lin."
The person Lin Lingdong likes has always been direct: "Anil, how much can you get per month now?"
Anil's heart shook: "Not much, it's only enough to live."
Lin Lingdong: "I admire you very much, Anil."
He took out his wallet, took out a dozen Franklin's face, rolled it into a roll, and stuffed it into the cigarette box in his hand.
He looked at Anil: "Come on one?"
"No, Mr. Lin..."
The cigarette box took off from his hand and flew into Anil's arms.
Anil hurriedly caught it. As soon as he touched the cigarette box, it fell off like a hot hand.
You should know that Nepal is the poorest country in the world, with an average annual income of less than US$200. In India, he can only get 1,000 rupees, equivalent to US$35.
The brothers' meeting was slightly better, and Ruahu made a lot of moves, but he didn't get much.
This money alone is a wealth he has never seen before.
"Mr. Lin, I don't mean that..." Anil said in a humble tone and handed the cigarette case back with both hands.
Lin Lingdong spit out the smoke ring: "But that's what I mean, take it and work hard for me in the future."
"Uh... OK!" Anil got a reason, and the change was very fast.
His fingers were trembling and he pulled out a cigarette and held it in his mouth.
Lin Lingdong laughed and threw the lighter over: "Actually, I really want to know, is your training really as terrifying as the legendary one?"
Anil lit the cigarette roll, choked and coughed when he sucked in one mouthful.
"Ahem, not right." Anil said calmly: "It was a bit hard at first, but when I got used to it, I felt that nothing was wrong."
Lin Lingdong's favorability increased a little.
What he wants is not a soft-legged shrimp.
High-intensity training is nothing? No matter how bad it is, it is a bit of a point.
Lin Lingdong looked at Anil's hands with interest: "What's wrong with your hands?"
Anil picked up his hands and looked at it, a little confused: "Uh?"
Lin Lingdong: "It looks very special. The hands of ordinary people are not as big as yours, nor as thick as you."
Anil laughed and said, "It should be born, and I didn't pay much attention."
Lin Lingdong: "Then how old are you this year?"
Anil: "I am 23 years old, Mr. Lin."
Lin Lingdong: "Then have you participated in any wars during your service?"
Anil shook his head: "No, I don't like war either."
Chapter completed!