"Go inside, this will be your new home from now on."

Prison in Port Sailing.

This granite fortress is probably one of the few buildings in the port area of Xifan Harbor that has not undergone the baptism of artillery.

And the floor where he is located is located in the deepest part of the prison's underground - where the felons are held.

Listening to the cynicism of the jailer behind him, the battlefield atmosphere team didn't bother to take care of this little shrimp, and walked in calmly.

He looked left and right, and there was even a bit of novelty in his eyes.

This cell is simple, and it is simple and real, there is only one toilet and one bed, and the toilet is next to the head of the bed, and you have to put the bowl on the toilet lid when you eat.

The four walls were black, there were not even a breathable window, and the few exhaust vents were in the ceiling outside the fence.

This is trying to stink yourself to death......

The battlefield guy couldn't help but complain in his heart.

But fortunately, this room is a single room, so you don't have to squeeze it with other prisoners. The person who wanted to order him to be locked up was not too worried about being too close to the others.

Just as the battlefield atmosphere team was carefully looking at his future new home, the fence gate behind him slammed shut, and then the sound of the iron door closing on the floor was heard.

"MMP, it's okay to go to jail in the game...... Is even the experience of being in prison so real? ”

I'm afraid this dog hasn't been on a field trip.

The battlefield guy sighed and sat down on the bed.

As a five-good young man, he has never squatted in a detention center, but he didn't expect to have the opportunity to experience it in the game.

One thing to say, this experience is quite novel.

It's just a little boring.

Just as he was thinking in his heart, whether to hang up and go offline to play two games, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the lonely cell.

The door of the cell, which had only been closed for a short time, was suddenly pushed open with a "squeak".

Hearing the movement, the battlefield guy suddenly came to his senses, got up and walked to the fence gate to look out.

I saw a Willant soldier with a gun on his back, escorting a group of people into the black press.

He roughly counted that there must have been forty or fifty of these people who had been imprisoned.

The Battlefield was a little confused, and he was overwhelmed by the operation of the Willantes.

What the hell are you trying to do?

The last man was driven into the cell with the butt of his rifle, the Willant soldier said in a cold tone.

"The cell up there is full, so stay here."

With that, the Willant slammed the door shut, as if not at all worried about the troubles of the prisoners standing in the hallway.

Or is it ......

They wish this group of people would make some noise?

The Warfielder's heart was secretly vigilant.

Observing the group of prisoners standing in the prison at a loss, his eyes searched the crowd for a while, and finally picked the most honest-looking young man.

Catching the man's attention with his eyes, the Warfield beckoned to him, motioning for him to walk over to the fence gate, looking at him and asking curiously.

"Who are you?"

The honest lad replied immediately

"Family."

The battlefield was stunned.

"Family? What's that? ”

Seeing the confused look on the prisoner in front of him, the young man explained patiently.

"We are a family association, an organization that the family has set up for the family to belong to...... A few of them are from the Black Rat Gang. ”

As he spoke, he gestured to the dozen or so people in the corner of the hallway.

The Battlefield guy looked down his index finger and saw a few guys with Mickey Mouse tattoos on their arms standing in the corner of the crowd, and that fierce look really didn't look like a good thing.

"What about you...... How did you get in? ”

Speaking of the reason for coming in, the young man stared at the dozen strong men in the corner of the crowd with a resentful expression, and said in a low voice.

"It was the Black Rat Gang who did it first, and they set our house on fire with Molotov cocktails! We just copied the guy and beat him out...... In the end, it was served by the Willantes. ”

The Battlefield was a little confused.

"That'...... Why did they order you? ”

The young man said without hesitation.

"They are afraid of our unity!"

Battlefield: "......"

Although the conversation was not right, he still roughly figured out what was going on.

It's been a gang fight for a long time.

Those big noses don't care about 3721, eighty percent of them lead people to surround the whole street as soon as they see the fire, and one of them is caught in one of them.

Although the young man was still indignantly saying that they were the first to do it, the Battlefield had little interest in knowing the details, but instead became interested in the family.

They don't look like just gangs, and ordinary gangs don't organize students to take classes. And they didn't just give lessons, they also "deconstructed" the productive and labor relations of society, which has never happened anywhere else in Borneo.

For example, according to the lad, the work of the family is given by the family, and the family is raised by the family, so they do not owe anyone anything, but it is the docks and the Willant who rob them of their blood and sweat.

For example, production is an honor, and nurturing is a gift, and so on.

The "division of labor and cooperation", which was originally the cornerstone of human society, has been repackaged into something else in the form of religion. For this reason, they also invented some proper nouns, but did not give specific units of measurement and calculation methods.

For example, how to calculate gifts and honors, how many honors are worthy of how many gifts, and how to weigh things that cannot be quantified and counted on the scale, these specific questions are confused by abstract concepts.

Of course, it is not excluded that Zeid answered these questions in a certain class, but this young man forgot about his lack of skill.

However, this is not the key, the iron tube rifle is also a rifle, and the theoretical weapon is available. And they didn't just codify the scriptures, they designed some more realistic tools for themselves.

For example, the six levels with color, such as the promotion system, and so on...... These things are similar to the player's contribution level.

It's just that the battlefield guys don't feel right.

This green trash, purple god costume, golden legend...... Why does it look like it was copied from a real RPG online game?

Maybe it's another dog playing "off-field", passing on the real thing to the NPC to "take the dross and remove the essence".

The young man was still talking, and the more he talked, the more energetic he became.

“…… Zeid also told us that as long as everyone in the wasteland was family, the wasteland era would be over. Things would have been simple, but people outside the province of Borneo were too greedy. ”

The battlefield guy had a headache when he heard this, and pressed his index finger to the center of his eyebrows, trying to clear out the chaotic logic.

"I'll admit that some of what you said is right, and we also think that the wastelanders out there are too greedy and want more...... Ahem, I mean people other than the Willantes. So you're all ready to save the wasteland? ”

It's dangerous!

almost exposed the identity of the undercover agent!

Fortunately, the young man didn't hear any clues, or didn't realize that the guy in front of him was actually an "honorary Wilante", and just continued proudly.

"That's a matter of time, and we'll save everyone in the wasteland."

Battlefield: "......"

If he doesn't have a problem understanding the version, it should be "up to the players who have ended their own wasteland to save the survivors of the rest of the wasteland".

Borneo Province is considered to be the most populated and largest wasteland on the Continent of Middle-earth, and he wants to persuade this guy to save himself first, so as not to cause trouble to others.

"That family would ...... Check it out? ”

The Battlefield said with a wry smile.

"I'll be exempt...... I don't have a good brain, so I guess I'll hold you back. ”

The young man had a pity on his face, as if he felt sorry for him.

However, although the Battlefield guys didn't listen to him at all, the Black Rat Gang guys did.

Not only that, but one by two they were attracted by this young man's generous statement, and the more they listened, the brighter their eyes became.

"it!"

"You're so high!"

"! Lao Tzu has long felt that the Black Rat Gang has no future, and those things say that it is good for us, and one or two want to make money from Lao Tzu...... I'm just going to mess with you. ”

"Count me in!"

Most of the gangs in Xifan Harbor emerged after the tragedy, and more than a month has passed before and after, and most of the gangs naturally have no loyalty at all.

And tonight things are so big, the fire almost lit up half of the slums, and I don't know how many people died.

When tomorrow dawns, the Willantes will have to liquidate them. At this time, he jumped ship to escape punishment......

At least that's what the minions think.

In their opinion, their own black rat gang must be finished!

The young man from the family did not refuse to come, and even forgot the previous hatred, and said with a hearty smile.

"No problem! From now on, everyone will be family! I'll take you to register when you get out! ”

A pair of eyes were fiery, like candlelight in the dark, lit up with a glimmer of hope.

The Battlefield just wanted to mock the sentence "Tall fart, isn't it just a special rumor, even children know that changing the map is a deceptive thing", but he happened to catch a glimpse of the hot eyes of the gang members.

They were genuinely moved.

Looking at the crowd gathered in a circle to listen to the lecture, the war field guy crouching in the prison fell silent.

All right.

He was sloppy......

……

Later, when the Battlefield was auditing, I learned that the young man who gave the lecture was named Amin, and he was just an ordinary family member without color.

That is, "whiteboard equipment".

But according to their rules, after tonight, there must be no problem with mixing with the green family.

If you can get out alive......

Listening to the young man's gushing lecture, the battlefield guy couldn't help but doze off, and couldn't stay up and was ready to go offline.

A few of the lads stared straight at him, or rather, at the toilet next to his bed.

It was a novelty to them, as it wasn't found in any other cell.

"Brother, how did you get in?"

"Why are you staying in a single room?"

"yes, why do you have a separate cell and we're all in the hallway?"

The battlefield raised his eyelids, looked at the few young people gathered in front of the fence, and said with a smile.

"Me? I've done a lot more than you. ”

Several young men looked at each other with pity.

"It's a shame."

Seeing that they cared about themselves again, the Warfield shook his head with a smile.

"You should care more about yourself and find a way to survive tomorrow."

After saying that, he closed his eyes, no longer listened to the chatter outside the fence gate, and leaned against the corner of the wall to "sleep".

Nothing was said all night.

The battlefield guy went offline to play the alliance for a while, enjoyed the extreme bad breath for a while, and when he went online, he found that the group of people in the corridor had been pulled away, leaving only turmeric with feces and urine.

The Willantes didn't prepare a cell for them, nor did they prepare a bucket, so they just settled it on the spot.

He frowned at the stench that rushed to the sky, and instantly understood the sinister intentions of these big noses.

Boy!

Ming can't kill him, so he uses this kind of trick to disgust him, right?

The Battlefield pinched his nose with a sad face, and the stereotype of the Willant in his mind was reinforced.

At this moment, the clatter of chains and footsteps could be heard outside the prison door.

As the iron door opened, Penny, carrying a lunch box, squeezed in through the crack in the door.

When he saw Penny, the Battlefield was obviously stunned, he didn't expect this chick to come to visit him.

And he was not the only one who was stunned, after seeing the mess in the prison, Penny's face turned pale instantly, and she didn't know whether she was angry or smoked.

"They...... I'm going to lock you up in a place like this! ”

The glory of the Willantes!

These shameless guys!

The battlefield guy made a helpless expression, but he could think about it.

"It wasn't like that at first, but last night they suddenly brought in a group of people. I wondered if it was going to be good, and it was exactly what I expected...... Luckily, I fell asleep when they took off their pants, otherwise it would have been spicy enough. ”

With the food of those poor people, it is still a little difficult to pull so heartily.

The Willant probably brought them food, and maybe they mixed something into the rice.

However, he had no evidence, so he could only put up with it.

Looking at Penny, who was creeping across the puddle of filth, the Warfield paused and continued.

“…… By the way, why are you here? ”

Penny whispered.

"I'm here to bring you food...... I'm afraid you're hungry. ”

Delivery was ok......

It should be noon outside, and the Battlefield guys do feel a little hungry.

But when he smelled the sky-high smell, he had no appetite at all.

Thinking that seeing the embarrassment on his face, Penny was silent for a while, then bit her lip and said.

“…… I'll go to my uncle and ask him to change your cell! ”

The battlefield guy said with a sigh.

"Don't embarrass your uncle, it's not his authority, it's the Gurion who captured me."

"Then I'll go find that Gurion!" Penny said through gritted teeth.

"Crazy, aren't you?" Glancing at this tenacious chick, the warfield couldn't help but complain, "That guy has a higher rank than your father, what's the use of you looking for him." If you want me to say that you don't stay in this harbor either, listen to my advice, hurry up and find a ship to go home, and maybe there will be a way when you return to Triumph City. ”

"I'm not going anywhere until I'm sure you're safe!" Penny stared at him intently.

After a moment, her tone suddenly softened again, and she continued softly.

"Don't worry about me, I know you're doing it for my good, but staying is not my willfulness, it's my father's will."

The battlefield guy was stunned for a moment.

"Your father? Mr. Bennott? ”

Looking at the pangolin's surprised eyes, Penny nodded earnestly.

"That's right, the civilian clique will not give up on you, his friends in Triumph City have already started to operate, and they will do their best to extradite you to Triumph City."

Hearing this, the expression on the battlefield's face gradually changed from surprise to incredulity.

That Bennot will actually protect him?

Shocked!

This is not scientific!

“…… There were no ships going back to the whole port, and the Southern Corps sealed the port. At this point, Penny's cheeks flushed a little embarrassedly, "So don't rush me back, just let me bring you food for a while." ”

"Wait, the port is closed?" The battlefield guy was stunned for a moment, and asked anxiously, "What the hell is going on outside?" ”

Penny shook her head.

"I don't know the specifics, I heard that someone set the fire last night, it seems to be a fight between gangs? Anyway, now that the crackdown is going on outside, I heard that many people have been shot. ”

Fire.

Fire again.

The battlefield guy couldn't even help but wonder if there was a problem with Feng Shui in this Xifan Port, and the five elements lacked fire.

It's just that unlike the last fire, this time there was no big trouble, no one organized the troublemakers, and no one burned a king.

Since even the Legion characterized this as a gang fight, the fire was really an accident.

Thinking of the young men who had light in their eyes just now, the battlefield guy couldn't help but smack his tongue and silently recite a few sins in his heart.

Hope those guys are okay.

Although their brains are not very good, they are not really bad.

However, it is precisely such a person who is the easiest to listen to the wind and rain, and the easiest to be taken advantage of.

“…… I always think that Saifan Harbor will not be peaceful, and if you can get out of here, it is better to leave as soon as possible. ”

Looking at the pangolin, who was still worried about her safety, Penny's cheeks became more and more red.

Speaking of which, too.

This guy is obviously doing the most dangerous thing himself, but he always doesn't care about his own safety, but cares about her as an outsider.

"Rest assured, I'll take care of myself...... Eat it while it's hot, don't get it cold. ”

As she spoke, she handed over the lunch box in her hand, but it happened to be stuck by the fence of the fence gate.

Penny's expression was a little embarrassed, and she wanted to turn the lunch box over, but she was worried that the contents would spill out, so she tried back and forth for a long time, but she couldn't fit it in.

The two stared at each other for a long time, and finally Penny whispered with a red face.

"Or ...... Shall I feed you? ”

Looking at the suddenly shy face, the Battlefield's Adam's apple moved unconsciously.

He suddenly felt that the air around him was less sour.

"Hmm...... Thank you. ”

"You're welcome......"

A red-faced Penny hurriedly opened the lunch box, and the spoon almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, the battlefield guy grabbed it quickly.

When he returned the spoon to himself, Penny suddenly realized that this guy could actually eat himself through the fence gate.

However, both of them tacitly did not say anything.

The meal lasted for an hour.

Looking at the clean bowl and the pretty face that was red and dripping blood, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team only felt that they were full in every sense......

……

I don't know if it's because of face, or because of Penny's father.

The day after the meal, the Warfield suddenly noticed that the Willant soldiers had relented, and sent a rat-tribe cleaner to clean up all the dung and water in the aisle.

Although the smell in the cell was still very strong, it was still much better than before.

And just like that, another week passed before I knew it.

These days, Penny has been bringing him food, and from time to time she has brought news from outside.

On the one hand, the crackdown at Xifan Port continues.

However, I don't know if there is a reason behind the operation of the gangs, and the "AOE-style" crackdown against various gangs has turned into a one-sided group beating specifically against family associations.

There's actually something strange about this.

It stands to reason that no matter how the family members will be, it is understandable that they will play fifty boards each, but it will be confusing to take all the boards.

Even if the slave owner is too lazy to reason with the slaves, he will not do the opposite, right?

With the idea of breaking the casserole and asking to the end, he sorted out the questions in his heart and posted them on the forum, and after an analysis by the old buddies, he solved his doubts.

According to the comments of a certain brother who seems to understand very well, the matter of cracking down on this matter is probably not personally deployed by General Gu Leon, and it is estimated that it is the same as pouring fecal water into his cell, eighty percent of which is the idea of the people below.

If it is the idea of the people below, then the way to deal with the problem is much more flexible.

Maybe it's because other gangs are up to the point, and the family members who don't charge help fees will have no money to do it, so they are brought out as a model.

Maybe it's because other gangs are easier to manage, and the family will be big and difficult to manage, and keeping it is a hidden danger, so they were simply dragged out to kill fat pigs.

It's even likely that the family has an alliance with someone, after all, the name of this gang is very funny, and it sounds like a player made it up all over again.

These reasons are all possible, and there is a high probability that there is not just one cause, but a combination of many reasons.

And the final result of this farce was that the family reunion was ostracized by the gangs, and then the butcher's knife of the legion.

Only the poor innocent people, who have not made any mistakes, but who have to suffer the worst......

On the other hand, the crackdown at Xifan Port has not affected the Willant people living in the port.

Although the upper echelons of the Legion have never taken the lives of their compatriots seriously, there is a fundamental difference between them and the Xilan Empire that treats their own people as cattle.

Honorary Willantes are protected by the law and enjoy the highest civil rights in accordance with the law, even the "Honorary Willants" such as the pangolin.

This is also the reason why others say that they will be killed, and he can still wait for the trial in prison.

According to Penny, the local Willantes, led by a merchant named Yarman, formed the Civic Autonomous Council of Saisail Harbor and put pressure on the Southern Legion in the name of the Autonomous Council, asking them to exercise restraint, not to provoke war, and to release themselves unconditionally.

Behind this, of course, there is the support and even instigation of the Triumph City civil official group.

However, their sincerity in not abandoning and not giving up is also very real.

When I heard Penny talk about it, although the Battlefield didn't say too many words of thanks, he was still very moved.

Those who survived were grateful.

They have not forgotten to save themselves, even if they have not done as much as others, even if they have only saved more than 200......

It is precisely because of this united force that the Southern Army has not made things difficult for him recently, at least not doing the heartless thing of "bringing a group of people in and defecating in the open".

The days went by like this, and in the blink of an eye, it was March.

Borneo has officially entered the rainy season, and it rains several times a day in Saifan Harbour, during which there is even a typhoon that blows the shacks in the streets.

The crackdown on the outside seems to have finally come to an end.

After whipping the Legion, the Confederate took candy out of its pocket and began to spend money to mobilize grassroots organizations, including the gangs that controlled the docks, to repair damaged houses and clean up the streets covered with garbage.

This is not because of how merciful they are, but because war is about to break out.

They need to keep traffic moving, factories, docks and infrastructure, and the grassroots people who maintain it.

They don't mind spending a few more dinars for this, they will get more soon anyway.

Although it was stormy outside, it didn't make any difference to the war guys crouching in the dungeon.

Not to mention the wind in this hellish place, he can't even hear the sound of rain, and at most the sewers are a little difficult when the tide is back.

However, these are actually small things, and they have no impact on his life.

Under Penny's careful feeding day and night, the Battlefield even felt like he had gained weight, although it was not obvious.

Now he goes online every day, in addition to waiting for the meal, he has one more job to do push-up exercises.

One day in early March.

As usual, the Battlefield was moving in bed when Penny, carrying a lunch box, suddenly opened the door to her cell and walked in from the outside.

She had come earlier than usual today, and looked nervous, as if something big had happened.

The Warfield immediately jumped out of bed, looked at her and asked.

"What's going on out there?"

Penny spoke quickly.

"Gurion has arrived at the port of Sailing! He was joined by the men of the Southern Legion Military Tribunal! ”

Hearing this, the Battlefield finally understood why her nervous expression was.

I was worried about myself for a long time.

However, compared to Penny, who was apprehensive in his heart, he was not panicked at all, and even had a hint of relief.

After a whole month in prison, his bones are almost moldy!

The day of the trial has finally arrived!