The proletarian comrades below stared wide-eyed, not knowing what the man holding a strange object on the stage was saying, but the prisoners of war were far more curious about why that thing could amplify their voices than about the word proletariat.

Soon Xiao Mingwei briefly explained what the proletariat was, and then talked about his previous treatment of the wounded and sick in the PLA, which immediately won the sympathy of the wounded and the prisoners of war who had a good relationship with the wounded. Next, he began to tell how the subordinates of the sea lord bullied these proletarian brothers in ordinary times, how the wounded were abandoned directly after the battle, how the monthly salary was in arrears, how they were driven to the front to die during the war, how they ran first when the money was divided, and how they cleverly managed to get the money back into their pockets through gambling games.

The sailors below were silent for a long time after he finished speaking, Xiao Mingwei smiled, and disbanded the conference lightly. Sun Wenbin was a little strange, although he knew that it would take three days to see the results, but he was very anxious, there were not enough people in the agricultural mouth, even if there was mechanization assistance, but this was the land snatched out of the jungle, if it was not cultivated and taken care of quickly, it would soon be recaptured by wild grass and shrubs. He hurriedly approached Xiao Mingwei, who jumped off the stage vigorously, and asked. "Instructor Xiao, is this over?"

"Of course, that's the end of it." Xiao Mingwei looked stunned.

Sun Wenbin was so anxious that he danced. "But this is completely ineffective, you see that those prisoners of war have no consciousness of the people at all, they have no reaction at all."

"The reaction won't be so fast." Xiao Mingwei wiped the sweat from the loudspeaker with his clothes. "Look, the people over there."

Sun Wenbin and a few people around him hurriedly turned their heads to look over. The people who were gathered and walked out in the distance formed several circles, which were completely different from before the meal, those in charge and the owner of the ship shrank around Zhong Bin, and the other ordinary sailors also divided into several circles and walked out together, and from time to time they also gathered together to bite their ears. The officers and others around Zhong Bin could only watch coldly as they walked.

That night, the seaowners and shipowners were held in solitary confinement in officers' tents, and the more than 80 prisoners and dozens of wounded prisoners held in the prisoner-of-war camp were arguing in the holding area for almost sleeplessly.

Early the next morning, according to Xiao Mingwei's suggestion, Shen Bin still sent the morning porridge to the stage, and let the prisoners of war nominate people for distribution, and directly removed the sentry posts on the stage, and even the several prisoners of An Yuncheng who moved things up were removed. As soon as several shipowners and their relatives saw that the people in charge of them were gone, they immediately came to the stage to seize the power of food distribution, first of all, some of the sailors who had always hated these sea owners began to quarrel and fight with those who continued to obey the orders of these sea owners. Shen Bin was unmoved, just let people keep the wounded area from being affected. When it was time for lunch, there was another one, and this time the rebels were noticeably strengthened, this time the owners and their minions mostly suffered, many of them with bruised noses and swollen faces. Then Xiao Mingwei entered with a group of military personnel, separating the owners and minions, and this obvious deviation allowed the sailors who dared to resist to see the benefits. When it was time for dinner in the evening, Xiao Mingwei made another banner with the words "Proletarian Brothers United" written on it, and then taught the prisoners of war to read and write. The POWs felt a stronger sense of belonging to these Americans, and at night the quarantined shipowners and minions were released, and the minions were sent to labor camps. The shipowners were sent to the officers' tents.

Zhong Bin's heart fluttered at this time, these Americans are really powerful, their fleet has been crisscrossing the North Sea for many years, and they have always controlled the sailors below through the shipowners, although sometimes the sailors also rioted, but it is unprecedented to dare to directly fight with the ship like today. Now I don't know why these Americans haven't moved themselves, but if suddenly these Americans want to move themselves, then they don't have a place to die? Although he was scared at this time, there was nothing he could do, so he could only wait in fear.

Sure enough, on the third day, the morning meal was divided by the leaders elected by the sailors themselves, and all that was distributed to the ship's owners was some leftovers. The shipowners could only dare to be angry at this time, and they would even be beaten if they glared at them. His usually loyal doglegs are now sent to labor camps, and I heard that they will be toiled to death. At this time, they were alone, and they couldn't stop worrying.

At noon, the prisoners of war were again summoned to the front of the stage, and several banners hung on the stage, and propaganda slogans such as what hit the powerful, eliminate oppression, equality for all, glorious labor, income from labor, and turn over slaves to take their belongings. Then the goosebumps of the onlookers fell to the ground, and several shipowners were escorted up wearing pointed hats and hanging from their necks with a wooden board with the words "counter-revolutionary dung paper that oppresses the people", and several of the activists of the prisoners of war were holding them down to make a jet ......

The sailors below shouted together, "Down with the counter-revolutionary dung paper that exploits the crew!" ”

Zhong Bin's legs and feet were really trembling at this time, although he was still below, and there were American guards around him, but he felt that these unlucky people above were himself. "Ladies and gentlemen, this is ......"

Sun Wenbin was also speechless at this time, but at this time he must not show cowardice, he pointed to these "jets" above, and said loudly: "For these enemies who oppress the people, we must not only defeat them from the **, but also destroy them spiritually, knock them to the ground and step on 10,000 feet, so that they will never be able to turn over!" ”

The sailors next to him also shouted: "Down with them and step on 10,000 feet!" ”

Then a few activists kicked the boat owners off the stage, and the crowd poured in. By the time Xiao Mingwei led the guards to separate them, several ship owners had already hung up quite thoroughly, and there was no need to rescue them.

"Is this necessary? Isn't it too bloody? Tan Lian didn't understand this method of directly beating him to death, and whispered to Shen Bin next to him.

Xiao Mingwei heard it, he turned his head and said: "You must not be too kind now, these people are all scum, those who can be pirates in this era are the scum of human beings, they usually kill a boatload of people when they rob on the sea, and those who are not killed are some rich people, and they are caught as meat tickets, making those rich families bankrupt." They themselves were cruel to themselves, and the badly wounded pirates were thrown directly into the sea without the slightest mercy. If we don't let them get some blood on their hands, will these scum be able to go with us with all their hearts? I was going to kill the pirate leader Zhong Bin together, but it would be useful for the Executive Committee to keep him, otherwise. His face was filled with an angry look that made people feel strange.

Three or four days later, when Tan Lian went out to handle business, he saw a strong black man sweeping the floor in front of the executive committee office building in the camp, this house was the only three-story board house in this large board house, and there was a 360-degree observation post on the roof, so it was especially called the executive committee office building. When Tan Lian got closer and saw that it was Zhong Bin, Zhong Bin at this time completely lost the arrogance he had when he was captured, the original good clothes on his body were stripped off, and he was wearing a dress that was completely modified from a rag bag filled with food, which was nothing more than cutting out three holes at the bottom of the bag, sticking out his head and arms, his pants were almost strips of rags, and his face and body were full of traces of beatings, it seems that if the prisoner management team had not greeted him in advance, I am afraid that he would have been killed a long time ago. Around his neck hung a sizable plank, hung from two thin wires, which had worn through his flesh, and down which blood and pus were dripping. The whole camp was set up on a roughly leveled dirt floor, full of rubble, even the engineering team just hastily pressed it with a roller, and the ground was completely unclean, but he still honestly lowered his head and carefully swept the street again and again.

Hearing the sound of footsteps in the distance, Zhong Bin bowed his head to this side, and said something in his mouth: "I'm sorry for the people, I'm guilty, I'm a big capitalist roader, I'm a big landlord, I oppress the people......"

This big pirate head who has been rampant on the North Sea for several years is now such a lost and depressed look, which makes Tan Lian's heart soften, she walked up to him in a few steps, looked at this kowtow insect still bowing, and stretched out her hand to take down the sign hanging from the wire around his neck.

Zhong Bin has been bullied in the past few days, and he has been beaten and scolded by the sailors who used to be like ashes under his feet, and if it weren't for the fact that the prisoner management committee here issued a message that no more people would be killed, I am afraid that he would have been beaten to death long ago. At this time, suddenly a woman came up and took off the wooden sign around his neck that brought him endless pain, and in an instant, tears poured out like spring water, and with a puff, she knelt down and hugged her leg at Tan Lian's feet: "Guanyin Bodhisattva, who saves suffering, I have committed so many sins before, this is retribution...... But you can still come and save me, what a Bodhisattva Guanyin who saves suffering! ”

After crying twice, Zhong Bin was silent, Tan Lian was startled, thinking that he was crying to death like this, so he hurriedly leaned down and pulled him up, but this Zhong Bin couldn't pull it up at all, just hugged her legs tightly with his arms. After a few more minutes, several patrolling military team members found out and hurriedly hurried over, only to find that Zhong Bin had fainted.

"Quick! Sent to the medical team. I'm going to find Instructor Xiao, it's time for this farce to end! Tan Lian looked at Zhong Bin, who was carried away, and ran briskly towards the executive committee office building.