Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Soup Kitchen

Since these people were captured, they have basically not been able to eat anything, and along the way, they have been exhausted by these southern barbarians, and countless people have died of exhaustion and starvation, and almost none of the ordinary people who can walk into the city gate alive at this time are the first batch of prisoners. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info when the officers and soldiers of Zhanchenggang tied their arms and took them away, they were really flustered for a while, because Annan used human heads to calculate his military exploits, and his gang of ordinary people who didn't even have the strength to walk were simply silver taels in walking, and if they were killed by the officers and soldiers, there was really no place to reason, anyway, this matter was not unprecedented.

However, after being rectified on the spot by a few people who took the lead in making trouble, the common people also accepted their fate, anyway, there was no hope of living today, and today this is a big deal, that is, one death, one hundred is good. But the wooden bowl and spoon in front of him calmed these ordinary people.

This is obviously not a porridge stall for show, even if it is a disaster on weekdays, the porridge stall of the big gentry in the city occasionally gives porridge once a few days is afraid that it is not half the size of the porridge field in front of him, and at this time, the fire of cooking porridge makes the porridge in the jar tumble and tumble, and the aroma is overflowing, which suddenly makes the people rush over.

"Stand back!" The officers and soldiers next to the porridge field drove these ordinary people back a few steps with big knives and spears, not just because they were afraid of death, but now there was obviously enough porridge, as long as the assigned people were not biased, they would definitely let everyone eat it. "Line up! Cut in line, let me line up at the back! ”

Shen Bin turned around and looked at the crooked queue of ordinary people, in which several young people who looked quite strong were squeezing into the middle of the queue, and the old and weak women and children who were squeezed away just lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything. He waved his hand at a Marine non-commissioned officer on duty on the side, and the Marine non-commissioned officer hurriedly ran over, "Please instruct the chief!" ”

"Go and get out the young men who cut in line, and let all the people eat after they have drunk the porridge." Shen Bin pointed at the few people who cut in line just now and said.

The non-commissioned officer immediately turned around and stepped forward, and reached out to pull out a young man who had just squeezed in.

"What are you doing?" The young man was furious, threw the bowl in his hand to the ground, and reached out to grab the sergeant's collar. The non-commissioned officer is not a vegetarian, after all, they are directly trained by Xue Ziliang, and the fighting skills are slippery, and the conditioned reflex grabs the opponent's outstretched hand and pulls it, pulling the young man unsteadily on his feet, and he falls and gnaws on the mud.

"Pick up the bowl! Go to the back of the line! The non-commissioned officer didn't look at him either, and pointed his right hand behind him.

The young man was annoyed, but he knew that he couldn't beat the non-commissioned officer, so he quietly glanced at a few people in the group, who nodded, walked out of the group, and then approached the non-commissioned officer from several directions.

Shen Bin knew that the situation was wrong, so he quietly pulled out the Glock pistol on his waist and prepared for it.

Sure enough, as soon as these people hugged the non-commissioned officer, one of them directly reached out and pulled out the repeating handcuff from the holster on his waist, and was overjoyed, and hurriedly aimed this handcuff at the non-commissioned officer, turned his head and shouted loudly to the people present, "An Nam Ruan has no virtue, the Southern Barbarians have repeatedly committed crimes in the north, and the people of our people have finally escaped from the sea of suffering and have been oppressed by such evil slaves, but the opposite is true!" ”

Several people roared in unison, "Ruan Thi has no virtue! It's the other way around! ”

At this time, almost all the family members of the common people were killed in this southern and northern criminals, and they were already aggrieved, but at this time, they were agitated by this group of people, and they really began to be restless, and they rushed to the porridge field, and the officers and soldiers responsible for maintaining order were gradually unable to control it.

Shen Bin knew that if he couldn't control it at this time, he would definitely become a ** immediately, and at that time, he would have to be bleeding. Thinking of this, he raised his pistol and fired two shots at the sky.

The crisp sound of gunfire really shocked the people in an instant, and everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at this strangely dressed person.

"A few of you, now lay down your arms and let go of me, we can be blameless, but if I count to three, you all have to die." Shen Bin said and looked at the non-commissioned officer who was twisted by a few people, "Marine, is the insurance closed?" ”

The non-commissioned officer struggled and shouted loudly: "Chief, it's closed!" ”

Shen Bin was completely relieved at this time, not to mention these natives who had never seen insurance, even in the old time and space, not many ordinary people knew where the insurance of the pistol was. At this time, Shen Bin simply strode towards the man holding the pistol, and said in his mouth: "One! ”

When the man saw Shen Bin coming over, he hurriedly raised his gun and shouted at Shen Bin: "I have a musket, don't come here!" ”

"Two!" Shen Bin didn't stop, just continued to walk towards him, the man began to tremble in his legs, and as soon as his eyes closed, he pulled the trigger fiercely. The Type 1628 revolver is different from other revolvers in that it has a safety on it, which is a stopper iron located behind the trigger, and if the safety is closed, the hammer will move when the trigger is pulled, and the wheel will also rotate, but the hammer will not hit the bottom fire. Although Shen Bin also felt a little unreliable at this time about whether this pistol was really insured, he was wearing a thick stab-proof suit, and after testing, he still had a certain defensive power against this kind of pistol, and according to the attitude of this guy who shook the rope and pulled the trigger with his eyes closed, he was afraid that he would have to worship God first if he wanted to hit himself.

"Three!" Shen Bin had already walked in front of him at this time, took the pistol from his stunned hand with a smile, then gently opened the safe, and then shot him in the thigh.

"Ahh The next thing was easy, the officers and soldiers stepped forward to restrain these murderers, and then successfully let the people return to the state of queuing.

"What should I do?" The non-commissioned officer put the octagonal hat on his head, tidied up the clothes and armed belts that had been messed up in the scuffle just now, and quietly snorted at the gangsters who were still rolling and howling on the ground beside Shen Bin.

"It's your business, you deal with it, I'm just responsible for grading you." Shen Bin smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "I still have to continue to see these refugee registrations." ”

"Yes, chief." The non-commissioned officer immediately stood up and saluted, and then pointed at a few officers and soldiers beside him, "Tie them up." ”

Soon several officers and soldiers hung a few ropes on the trees in the large courtyard, and several of the gangsters who had just participated in the attack were brought under the trees, including the wounded one, who was poked by spears in the back and jumped up.

"I am Wu Fanghua, a first-class non-commissioned officer of the Chinese Marine Corps, and our Marines specially came to Zhancheng Port to participate in the battle to defend the city at the invitation of Princess Ji of Zhancheng Port, and you not only did not obey the order when we maintained order just now, but also attacked me, which is equivalent to declaring war on China, and I am hereby sentenced to death and executed immediately." The non-commissioned officer of the Marine Corps, named Wu Fanghua, made a gesture to the officers and soldiers who were holding these prisoners next to him, and soon the prisoner who was wounded in the rapid drum beat on the side was the first to be put on a noose and the first to be hanged. Seeing this prisoner struggling in the air with a distorted face, Wu Fanghua couldn't help but feel a little unbearable, he was a Sichuan person, in the early years when the Miao people rebelled, he fled his hometown with his parents and his family, and then he was coerced by the Shaanxi rebellion, and almost all his family members died along the way, leaving only himself and his sister to escape from the chaos all the way, they didn't dare to go home, they fled all the way to the south, and only after suffering did they escape to Anyun, but they were caught and came out to attack the pirates. During the attack, he was wounded by these Chinese and captured, but he found that he was out of the sea of suffering like a dream, no longer needed to starve, suffer hardship, and only needed to work every day to have more than enough food, and later brought his sister directly to join the Marine Corps and became a non-commissioned officer with excellent combat skills. Because of his own experience, he knows that the people who are coerced are often encouraged to go to the front to die, and the most hateful are these agitators, and the few people in front of him are precisely the people who are good at agitating the people, they don't die, these people will be instigated by them sooner or later to take corn from the fire for them, and then the lives will be ruined.

The beat of the drums slowed down, and the officers and soldiers put a noose around the neck of the second prisoner, and the prisoner tried to kneel down and plead with tears and snot and his hands tied behind his back and unable to move. But in the sound of the drum, which became rapid again, he was also hanged.

Then the drumbeat slowed down again, and the third prisoner's face was like ashes at this time, and his whole body was paralyzed to the ground, and the two officers and soldiers couldn't hold it, so under the command of Wu Fanghua, three or four more officers and soldiers stepped forward and lifted him directly sideways and poked his head directly into the noose......

In all of this, all the people were asked to line up here all the way to deter those who were trying to do so. No one spoke, and no one reacted, and they had seen too many dead people along the way, and the few troublemakers hanging from the trees and swaying in the wind had no other feeling than shock.

The next soup kitchen was in order, and the people played a bowl of porridge according to the order of the queue and went to the side to start eating. They were very surprised by the porridge in their bowl, although this porridge was mixed with some grains, but it was not as clear as the usual porridge when they could see the reflection, but it was very strong, and what surprised them was that it was not only grain, but also the aroma of meat, and sometimes they could find some pickled fish or something floating in the porridge. They were talking quietly as they drank, and it was almost the best porridge they had ever drunk in their lives.