Golden Fire Camp.

Zhuo Hu opened the door of the room and saw that Lao Hei was changing the dressing, and the gunshot wound on his arm had been treated, but he was not very comfortable moving.

"How's the wound?"

Zhuo Hu pulled up a chair and sat down.

A smile appeared on the old black face: "It's out of the way, it'll be fine in a few days."

Zhuo Hu nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, let you play a bitter trick this time, otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find an excuse to knock down the camp."

Lao Hei laughed and said, "This injury is nothing, I should still eat and drink, you don't have to take it to heart, Boss Zhuo."

Zhuo Hu laughed: "You are my brother, how can I not take it to heart."

"When this operation is over, I'll talk to Mr. Red Ghost and see if I can pass on the Sea Covering Recipe to you and Honggu."

Lao Hei suddenly came to his senses: "That's great, Lao Hei, I can also try what it's like to pass through the Xuan Realm."

At this time, Honggu came in with a solemn expression.

"What's wrong?"

Honggu glanced at Lao Hei: "Just when Mr. Feiyu came to the news, they found that the Zhurong Department was mobilizing the army, and there is currently a team that has set off first, and it will arrive near the camp in the evening."

The smile on Zhuo Hu's face retracted: "How many people?"

"More than 2,000 men, all warriors."

"As for mechas, four have been found so far."

"Whether it's a warrior or a mecha, there should be more in the back."

Honggu quickly reported.

Lao Hei stood up suddenly: "Didn't you say that Zhu Rongbu went up to sue us?"

"Why, they didn't wait for the results to come out above, and just did it?"

Zhuo Hu laughed cruelly: "What are you panicking, let's kill one if you come, and if you come to two thousand people, we will kill him two thousand."

"No matter how many sheep there are, what kind of climate can it be?"

Honggu reminded: "Boss Zhuo, this is Zhurongbu, not a surface camp, let's be careful."

"Mr. Feiyu also said that Minister Red Oni told us to wake up."

"Now he is mobilizing the forces of the 'Kunmeng' to come to support, but he won't be able to arrive until tomorrow morning at the earliest."

"What Minister Red Oni means is that we can defend it, and if we can't defend it, we will retreat, and we don't have to take it to heart if we lose a place."

"Just call back afterwards."

Zhuo Hu nodded: "Minister Red Ghost is still concerned about our safety, but if we hand over the camp in this way, then our Water Tiger Camp will be too useless."

"Even if I have to hand it over in the end, Lao Tzu will bite off a piece of meat on them!"

Lao Hei also laughed, "Of course, Boss Zhuo, I am willing to take the lead."

Honggu smiled bitterly: "The mecha is fine, but we don't have so many fighters, I'm afraid we won't be able to defend it for that long."

Zhuo Hu thought for a moment and said to Honggu, "Follow me."

An hour later.

Camp Square.

Zhuo Hu stood on a high platform, and below, were the coolies and soldiers of the entire camp.

Looking at the black press, there were not two thousand, but more than a thousand.

Zhuo Hu glanced at Honggu: "Aren't there warriors?"

Honggu guessed what Zhuo Hu wanted to do, and whispered, "Forget about those surrenders, these coolies have not been trained, but I am afraid that they will not be able to form any combat power."

Zhuo Hu said in a deep voice: "It's okay to be cannon fodder."

Then he strode forward, looking around at the hesitant faces below.

"My name is Zhuohu."

"It's the person in charge here."

"I ask you, do you want to eat meat?"

The coolies looked puzzled, did they think?

That's nature.

These homeless people in the wilderness were caught by the headhunter and sent to the Golden Fire Camp, where they ate no different from pig food every day.

Whether it's a headhunter or a Golden Fire Camp, right

Treat them like pigs and sheep, as long as they don't starve to death, where will they be given meat to eat.

After a few moments, a man raised his hand and asked softly, "Sir, I want to eat meat."

Zhuo Hu shook his head: "What you say, I can't hear it."

The man took a breath and shouted, "I want meat!"

Zhuo Hu laughed, "Okay, give him a canned meat."

Soon, a can of meat came to the coolie's hand.

The coolie couldn't believe it, he opened the can, grabbed a piece of artificial meat with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Suddenly, tears welled up.

Even though it's artificial meat, it's a delicacy for him.

Seeing that there was really meat to eat, the other coolies also shouted.

"Eat meat!"

"We're going to eat meat!"

In the blink of an eye, the roar resounded through the square and rushed into the sky.

Zhuo Hu nodded, satisfied with their reaction.

When the coolie roared for a while, he raised his hand and pressed his palms downwards to signal 'quiet'.

After the square calmed down, Zhuo Hu said.

"You want meat, no problem, but you have to pick up a gun for me."

He gestured, and the camp soldiers carried a box into the square and lifted the lid to reveal the guns inside.

Zhuo Hu continued, "Right now, there's an army coming towards us, and we'll probably be here in the evening."

"I need you to arm yourselves and fight with me!"

"You may think, I'm a coolie anyway, not a warrior, so why should I go into battle."

"Yes, you are not warriors, but now, you must fight to protect yourself."

"Pick up the gun, have meat to eat, and be full!"

"But if you refuse to fight, I'll kill him right now!"

"Yes."

"Yes, I won't leave you to the enemy."

"Once the camp cannot be held, those who refuse to fight, Lao Tzu would rather kill him than cheapen my enemy."

"You can scold me, you can curse me, but now, you have to make a choice."

"Do you take a gun and eat enough to go to war, or do you want to die now!"

There was silence in the square before a scrawny coolie waved his hand, "No, no."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to go to war, please let me go."

Bang!

He was answered by a gunshot.

The coolie suddenly had a bullet hole in his forehead, and blood splattered the face of the person behind him.

Zhuo Hu said with a gloomy face, put down the gun.

"I give you one more promise, as long as you have a gun, you will be the one who participated in the battle but survived."

"I can promise that you will no longer be coolies, and that you can stay as a warrior and enjoy the same treatment as my warriors."

"You can also choose to leave, and you will regain control of your own life, your own freedom."

"If this promise is broken, I, Zhuo Hu, will blast the five thunders to the top, and I will not die well!"

Corpse.

And this promise.

Let the remaining coolies and surrenders make a wise choice.

Watch as they grab their guns and get their food.

Zhuo Hu turned to Honggu and said, "Look, we have more than a thousand warriors who are not afraid of death, and besides, in order to survive and control their own lives, they will be even crazier than those people in the Zhurong Division."

Honggu nodded: "It's still the boss, you have a way."

Zhuo Hu laughed: "I'm a rough person, so I can do this."

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