Li Baoqiang and the others talked about their respective situations.

Druid and Petrov are coming to Africa for tourism. Trapped in Africa in the midst of the catastrophe. He was then taken to the mines. I've been a miner for almost a year. Because of the strong body. Slowly became a slave.

And he looks like a gorilla. It turned out to be a medical doctor. Mainly focusing on cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. Went back to Kenya to visit my grandmother. Also stranded on the African continent. Tossing and turning. Reduced to slavery.

Li Baoqiang smiled bitterly. Look at the curious eyes of the three people. Li Baoqiang was a little embarrassed. It's a shame to tell me where you came from.

"What's that. I'm fun. Playing in a hot air balloon blown into Africa. I was caught here in a daze."

The three druids burst into tears of laughter: "You're really unlucky. I've never seen you caught like this. Ha ha. But that's fine. There was no such thing as this peculiar experience. We won't know you as a friend."

"yes. According to our Chinese dialect. That's fate."

Li Baoqiang said with relief. A miracle will happen.

Several people were lying on the slopes of the hills. Grass roots in his mouth. Enjoying the warm morning sunshine.

Li Baoqiang stared at the sky. There are black dots moving in the sky. Li Baoqiang's heart suddenly moved.

Chapter 483

Li Baoqiang stood up. Whistle loudly. Then look at the sky and wait quietly.

The three druids stared at Li Baoqiang inexplicably.

After a while. Nothing happened. Li Baoqiang shrugged. If only the Condor could fall from the sky. That's a miracle.

Li Baoqiang smiled at the three of them. Then his expression became serious: "Don't worry. I'll be sure to take everyone out of here. Trust me."

Druid. Petrov. Yay. Nodding solemnly. Li Baoqiang beckoned them to sit down. Bring your ideas to the table.

If you want to escape. There are several things that must be prepared.

First, they must secretly contact their respective subordinates. Dare to fight. There are no double-minded personnel.

The second is to prepare weapons. No guns. But there is no shortage of crowbars in the mines. Iron pickaxe. These are the weapons that miners have in their hands. Available everywhere. The dagger is a melee weapon. This one needs to be ground secretly.

Third, we must have a good relationship with the guards. Look for the guard's 'hole'. I don't rule out a big escape. Or even riots.

Slaves of 10,000 people. Against a guard of two thousand people. There is still a chance to succeed. But that would be a bloody sacrifice.

Li Baoqiang temporarily suppressed this reckless plan in his heart. Not a last resort. Such blind action cannot be taken.

Senseless sacrifices are even more unacceptable. Valuing everyone's life is Li Baoqiang's style.

In addition, Li Baoqiang also has a little hope in his heart. their own brethren. Will definitely be looking for it. Do not abandon. Not giving up is the philosophy that they taught them.

Li Baoqiang believes that his brothers will also seize the 1 in 10,000 chance to find their own.

"Old German. You know radio. Can you assemble a radio?"

Li Baoqiang is used to being called according to Huaxia. Simplification of the salutation of several people. This novel name. The druid trio is a novelty. All accepted.

"Lao Li. That's kind of for you to say. Our Germans are the best in the world in terms of hands-on skills. I can't do it with the advanced. Simple radio I don't have a problem. However, only Morse code can be issued. I don't understand Morse code."

The druids were confident.

Li Baoqiang slapped his big 'leg': "I'm damn it. Morse code, I know. All you have to do is build a radio station."

The next few days. The druid obtained a small vat of thick brine through a well-connected guard. There is also a copper plate. A zinc plate. The good thing is that Li Baoqiang 'shot' one of the African antelope cubs with a rough bow and arrow on the hillside.

The little antelope is very 'fat' and tender. Originally, I wanted to keep the tooth sacrifice. For the radio of the heart. Li Baoqiang ruthlessly 'handed over' to the druid.

"Look. That's the transmitter."

The druid proudly pointed to the barrel on the ground.

"Ahh LI Baoqiang. Petrov. I was dumbfounded.

"Shit!, don't underestimate this transmitter. This barrel battery has a voltage of 36 volts. An electric fire 'flower' is estimated to be able to 'shoot' 10 kilometers. In this open savannah. Thirty kilometers is no problem."

The druid explained wryly. If you give him some more homework. He was able to turn a radio into a transmitter. You can also use a lemon to make a transmitter.

In short, the druids had a hundred ways to make a radio station. However, the current conditions are limited. Only such a battery transmitter can be made.

The battery is the transmitter. Li Baoqiang understands this.

Fortunately, the druid used copper to make a good signal. A spring is very cleverly installed. Li Baoqiang tried the send button. It feels very good.

From this point alone. Li Baoqiang still admires the strong hands-on ability of the Germans very much.

Li Baoqiang pondered the message for a moment. I got familiar with the feel of the transmitter button again. Calm and relaxed. Gently press the transmitter button with your right hand. The familiar feeling was found.

The "Di Di Di Da ......" reporting button lightly touches the negative zinc plate base protrusion. Very clear and coherent voices of different lengths reached the ears of several people.

“Perfect.” The druid didn't know to praise his transmitter. Or praise Li Baoqiang's reporting methods.

In fact, the principle of this transmitter is very simple. Concentrated brine. Copperplate. Zinc plates make up a battery. The copper plate is connected to the transmitter key. The zinc plate is bent partly as the base plate of the transmitter key.

When the transmitter key touches the zinc plate. It is equivalent to a short circuit in the battery. A spark was successfully launched. Continuous. Short circuits with varying lengths of contact time. A group of Morse code telegrams is formed.

"I'm Li Baoqiang. at the Lomé steelworks in West Africa."

The telegram was sent ten times in a row. Li Baoqiang put down the report button. Hopefully, as the druids say. This rudimentary transmitter can travel up to 30 kilometers away. I hope this telegram will be monitored by my men.

Li Baoqiang did not hold out much hope. became a slave. Every day is idle on the hillside to bask in the sun. To be idle is to be idle. So every day Li Baoqiang had to go to the hillside and send a telegram for a while.

Of course, preparations for the riot were also being carried out in an orderly manner. With a core organization. The slaves also had something to rely on. Iron pickaxe. Wooden 'stick', iron 'stick', shovel. Daggers come out a dozen a day. The core riot squad has also been organized. Just waiting for the right opportunity.

However a sudden news. 'messed up' the wishful thinking of Li Baoqiang and others.

One day. A small squad of heavily armed guards. Came to the mine. Crowded around this one dressed in khaki civilian clothes. Black beautiful young 'woman' wearing a round-brimmed soft hat.

The miners stopped working. Stupidly staring at the black beautiful young 'female' line.

"Holy. Angelina. That's really good." A white miner has a snarl on his lips.

"I like her buttocks, and the erection must feel good." Another black miner glared at the rogue with disdain. Where do whites understand the beauty of blacks?

"I'm going to her three hundred times. Three hundred times." There was a brown 'colored' miner's hand in the crotch of his pants. Start a** on the spot.

Black beautiful young 'female' eyes are black and white. Dripping went around in circles. Look at the miners with dense teeth.' The sexy lips pursed: "It's just some of these things. Skinny. Where can we beat those people?"

"What kind of person is she?" Li Baoqiang stood behind the slaves and asked the druid.