The other slaves saw someone taking the lead and followed.

The rest of the slaves watched coldly, very puzzled by Li Baoqiang's actions, but after observing for a few minutes, they saw that more and more slaves were infected by Li Baoqiang to participate in the rescue team, and these slaves signaled their subordinates to follow and help.

Using shovels, digging by hand, and carrying people, the soil and stones buried in the mine were transported, and everyone dug for a while.

There are many people and great strength, and the mouth of the roadway was quickly dug out, but there is still a deep distance from the bottom, and the huge earth and stone cover the entire mouth of the roadway, and it is impossible to move it by manpower alone, and everyone has given up.

"You are still not people, they are all oppressed brothers like us, if you are below, do you want someone to save you, if you don't save them today, no one else will save you tomorrow, we all have to live, live, to have a chance to get out of this mine!" Li Baoqiang was anxious and scolded viciously.

Many people were moved by Li Baoqiang's words and deeds. Although many people couldn't understand what this Asian said, Li Baoqiang's earnest expression, anxious demeanor, and non-stop excavation moved everyone.

Even those indifferent slaves are all on fire, this Asian guy is a good person.

Hometown, parents, wife and children, everything that was originally far away suddenly became so close, if you want to go back, you must live first, who has no parents, who has no home!

Everyone picked up their tools and silently stepped forward to continue digging and moving stones.

Everyone gathered firewood and the flame was high, and the boulders blocked at the entrance of the alley were removed, and the entrance of the alleyway appeared in front of them, but there were still floating rocks underneath.

"A few people at a time!" Li Baoqiang commanded the slaves to continue excavating, with Li Baoqiang as the center, several slaves and tyrants gathered around him, as if they had become a small core.

Everyone had the backbone, coupled with the command of Li Baoqiang and other slave tyrant cores, the slaves' movements gradually became orderly, digging soil, transporting soil, consolidating the cave wall, and the channel was slowly cleared.

"It's been so long, don't say suffocation, scared to death!" A slave carrying a basket was exhausted and sat on the ground with his butt and never wanted to move again.

"It's over, this ticket must be all hanging!" Another exhausted guy collapsed to the ground, like a pile of mud, and he couldn't move even if Li Baoqiang kicked and beat.

The frustration was contagious like a plague, and the weary slaves lay on the ground.

"Brother, it may be really hopeless, our living people have done their best, and they are worthy of the guys inside!" A white slave with five big and three thick feet pressed Li Baoqiang's shoulder and said that this was the first time he had spoken to Li Baoqiang.

"Fart, they are still alive, Lao Tzu must rescue them!"

Li Bao** was angry, seeing that he was about to dig to the innermost part of the roadway, the roadway is a working surface supported by wooden sticks, there is no floating soil in it, only rocks, although it is difficult to get through, but the air can keep circulating, and the people inside will definitely not die, Li Baoqiang firmly believes.

Li Baoqiang went down to the bottom of the pit alone and dug it up desperately, but he couldn't carry the soil alone, so he dug a narrow passage first.

Deep in the mine, a lonely figure was dancing with a shovel, and the people outside slowly formed a circle at the mouth of the mine, silently watching Li Baoqiang stubbornly work alone, everyone's eyes were complicated.

Suddenly, Li Baoqiang dropped the shovel, lay on the ground and listened with one ear: "There is a voice, they are still alive!" He shouted in surprise.

Sure enough, there was a rhythmic tapping sound from below the mine.

The onlookers also saw hope, hurriedly climbed down to help dig, the strength of the number of people was great, and after a while, the space where the buried slave was buried was dug through, a hole with a large bowl mouth appeared in front of everyone, and a dirty hand full of scars stretched out from it, and Li Baoqiang's hand was tightly clenched.

The first to be rescued was the German slave bully Druid, who was still in good physical condition, and gave Li Baoqiang a vicious hug as soon as he came up: "Thank God Almighty, I thought we would definitely not live!" ”

There was cheering in the mine, and hundreds of slaves were so excited that they threw their bamboo baskets in their hands, and the deafening cries resounded through the sky.

Of the more than 200 slaves who were buried alive, except for more than 30 elderly slaves, who died silently in fear and pain, the rest miraculously survived.

Every rescued person who passed by Li Baoqiang's side looked at him with gratitude, and those slaves who followed Li Baoqiang to rescue him also saw that Li Baoqiang's eyes had also changed fundamentally.

This tall, thin-looking Asian man won the respect of almost all his slaves with his incomparable kongfu, as well as his courageous courage and kind benevolence.

The next morning, in the slave dining hall, when Li Baoqiang walked in with a pottery bowl, he was surprised to find that the black pressed people stood in several rows facing the door, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

Seeing him come in, all the staff automatically lined up in two rows to form a passage leading to the rice window, and everyone used chopsticks to rhythmically beat the pottery bowl in their hands, and forcibly saluted Li Bao.

Li Baoqiang walked along the passage of the human wall, like a general reviewing thousands of troops, and the crowd let out a low harmony: "952795279527", and the atmosphere was extremely solemn for a while.

……

The tiring day began again, and Li Baoqiang and the slaves were enjoying the shade under the shade of the trees on the hill at the edge of the mine?

This is the advantage of being a slave, and the guards are happy to have someone manage the slave team for them, so they don't care about the easy life of the slave tyrant at all.

Anyway, they couldn't escape, the guards were happy to be idle, and the indulgence of the slaves and tyrants had also reached its peak, which brought a huge opportunity to Li Baoqiang.

"I, a druid, a German, an electrical engineer, your forever friend!" The druid stretched out his big hand to Li Baoqiang and held Li Baoqiang's hand tightly.

"I, Petrov, Russian, weapon designer, your followers!" Petrov, a tall white man who was rescued together, pressed his hand on the hands of Li Baoqiang and the druid.

"And me, Jaya, Kenyan-American, doctor, your friend!" The black slave who rescued with Li Baoqiang bared his white teeth and pressed his big hands together.

Druids, Petrov, and Zai Yi looked at Li Baoqiang together, their eyes full of infinite gratitude and enthusiasm.

Li Baoqiang felt the temperature in the hands of these people, as well as the sincerity like fire, Li Baoqiang thought about it and said in a low voice: "It's a pleasure to meet you, my friends, I, Li Baoqiang, a native of China, the commander of the Chinese Civil Defense Army!" ”

The three minions glanced at each other and smiled.

"I should have thought a long time ago that you should be a soldier, because only a soldier can do it without abandoning or giving up!"

Petrov gave Li Baoqiang a Russian bear hug fiercely: "My friend, you lead us to escape from prison!" I can't stay a day! ”

Li Baoqiang finally struggled out of Petrov's arms, this guy was really a polar bear, and gasped: "Old Bi, if you suffocate me to death all of a sudden, no one will take you to escape, haha!" ”

The four laughed at the same time,