Chapter 1225: Barracks Culture (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
"From today onwards, you are part of the 4th Caribbean Division. The officer flicked the whip in his hand and a gloating smile appeared on his face.
Immediately, he waved his hand to the people around him and said loudly: "Little cubs, escort them in for me." β
"Okay~!" the onlookers at the gate let out a burst of laughter.
They stepped forward and surrounded dozens of villagers of Amu and them, unceremoniously raised their feet and kicked them, wantonly teased them, and shouted intimidation.
"Ha, there's fresh meat again......"
"Get up, go in the slacker. β
"Get up, stupid, climb in for me. β
"Come on in, we've got something good to play with you inside. β
"Hahahaha......"
The soldiers crowded from all directions, and surrounded the villagers with a burst of scolding and beating. Chapter 1225 Barracks Culture (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
They all had hideous smiles on their faces, beating them like jackals who were around the corpses, tearing at the carrion with their sharp teeth.
At all times, several feet were kicked on the bodies of those villagers, and Amu and the villagers screamed in pain.
Amu: These people are all honest villagers.
Many people have never even left a fishing village in their lives, nor have they seen much of a market. The greatest pleasure in life is to watch dogs fight.
They had never seen such a situation, and they were all frightened at once.
can only rely on the instinct of animals, hold their heads in their hands, protect their vital points, and then shrink to the ground motionless, allowing those veterans to beat and scold.
In the midst of their kicks, a cloud of dust rose from the ground, completely enveloping Amu and them in yellow soot.
I don't know how long it took, but those veterans seemed to be a little satisfied, and then they gradually stopped. Dusty human figures enclosed in the center are revealed.
Immediately, someone next to him brandished a whip and rushed forward. There was another jerk at the villagers.
"Get up, get up, get up~!"
"You untouchables, let me in. β
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Under the sharp shouting and scolding of the 1225th chapter of the barracks culture (asking for a monthly ticket) and the drive of the leather whips, the villagers staggered up from the ground with their heads in their hands, crowded together with each other, and walked towards the camp gate not far away.
Merely. It's not a smooth road.
The veterans were still around them. Keep taunting and yelling at them.
Every now and then, a veteran would lift his foot in such a way as to tripped one of them, and then watch the rest of them tripped over the ground like a gourd rolling on the ground.
The veterans laughed as they looked wolfless. Then he watched as the villagers struggled to get up from the ground, and then kicked them in the ass a few times in the back. It is like driving a herd of lowly animals into it.
At this time, all of Amu's feelings were numb, and even the anger in his heart had already been exhausted in this torture, and his mind was blank. It's like being an unconscious zombie.
At this moment, he could only try his best to protect his head, bend over, protect himself, and silently endure the feet that kept kicking his back. As the crowd moves a little.
Finally, they stumbled through the gate of the guΓ² camp, and were immediately stopped by a group of soldiers in helmets and armor.
Surrounded by the soldiers, was a general in ornate armor.
He had a fleshy face, a black beard on his face, and an ugly and vicious appearance. A pair of eyes widened like brass bells. His left hand rested on a long sword at his waist, and on his finger he carried an emerald ring the size of a pigeon's egg, which glittered in the sun.
The general raised his eyelids and glanced at the villagers who were panicked like chicks with their heads in their hands, and couldn't help but have a look of disgust on their faces.
He raised his hand, sighed nonchalantly on the ring, then took a silk handkerchief in his right hand and carefully wiped the ring.
A pro-soldier next to him immediately stepped forward and shouted and scolded: "Squat down, be quiet." β
"Squat~!"
"Squat~!"
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The soldiers around the general immediately rushed into the crowd, shouting and cursing angrily, while grabbing Amu and the villagers and pressing them down.
The slightest disobedience will be immediately punched and kicked and knocked to the ground.
They didn't care if the villagers were lying on their stomachs or squatting, as long as they were wilting on the ground.
"It's bad luck that I got on the back of these Caribbean idiots. The general glanced around a few times, his eyes were full of pale and panicked faces, and he couldn't help but scold angrily, and said, "Fir, you old dog, Lao Tzubai has given you so many gifts." β
The general said that Fell was the newly appointed head of the military command department after the coup d'Γ©tat.
The crowd soon quieted down, and Amu looked at the Jinjia General in front of them in fear, trembling with fright.
"You lowly and ignorant people, self-indulgent, idiotic and mentally retarded Caribbean bitches, listen to me all. General Ben said it only once. β
The general said in a loud voice with a dark face: "I don't care what you did before, and I don't care what your former magistrate did to manage you, but ......"
"Here~!" he stretched out his hand and pointed hard at the ground under his feet, and then continued: "This is the Fourth Division, which is my territory.
I will train you idiots into qualified soldiers in the shortest possible time. β
"Anything that is unqualified" The general glanced at them with a solemn expression and said, "They will all be eliminated naturally." Of course, if you dare to flee, they will be your fate. β
As he spoke, he casually pointed to the side.
Amu looked at his fingers, and his face instantly turned terrified.
I saw a row of corpses hanging on the gallows on the side of the corpse, and the corpses had nooses around their necks, and their necks were twisted at a strange angle.
A few crows stayed on the gallows, staring at the corpse hanging from the rope with blood-red eyes, slyly looking at the corpse hanging from the rope, wanting to take a bite when no one was prepared.
The hanged corpse swayed slightly on the gallows, and the rope rubbed against the wooden frame with a creaking sound.
The voice came into their ears very clearly, and everyone suddenly felt a chill running from the top of their heads to the soles of their feet.
The general's satisfaction with their horrified expressions showed that his approach had been effective against such dead people, especially the Caribbeans, who had always been disobedient to the king. It should be severe.
He has always looked down on the magistrates of the Greater Caribbean, thinking that those guys are simply too weak, and they are too pampered and indulgent to those dead people.
"If it had been in my hands and cut off a few more heads, the Caribbeans would have been corrected a long time ago. The general said secretly in his heart.
But think about it on the other hand, it has been the Iskander family, one of the seven royal families, who has always occupied the ruling power of the Caribbean region, although he is a general, although he has 13 to fly into the sky behind closed doors. But actually. It's a long way from getting to the house.
"Sooner or later, I'm going to make you look good~!" the general thought of the future, and was quite interested. With a wave of his hand, he said to the soldiers behind him, "Divide them." β
With that, turn around and leave.
Several officers came out from behind.
Carrying sticks in one hand and huΔ in the other, they walked directly into the villagers. He smashed a stick on the back of a person by name, and directly ordered "Follow me." β
Amu and a few people with him followed a petty officer into the barracks and circled the messy tent a few times. Then they were separated one by one. In the end, Amu was the only one who followed the petty officer to the corner of the camp.
There were a few very rudimentary tents with tattered roofs. Next to it is a garbage dump, emitting a disgusting, pungent stench.
The little officer couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose.
The little officer turned his eyes and saw that Amu was still stunned at the door, so he immediately raised his leg and kicked Amu in the ass. Kicked him into the tent, then cursed and muttered a few times, and turned away.
Amu lost his balance and plunged headlong into the dim tent, falling into the mud of a dog, touching the wounds all over his body, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.
In the tent, a few strips of white cloth were spread on the ground as beds, and several people in ordinary clothes lay silently on the sheets.
They glanced blankly at Amu, then looked away, without any expression on their faces.
After a while, a man who looked to be about forty people got up from the ground, squatted beside Amu and pushed him, and said, "Are you dead?"
Amu let out a feeble moan.
"Evil~!" The man couldn't help but sigh when he saw Amu's immature face, dragged Amu up, and put him on a rag in the corner of the tent.
After a long while, Amu slowly regained his senses, blinked, looked at the dark tent, and finally realized what kind of place this was, and couldn't help crying loudly.
A person next to him closed his eyes, crossed his legs, and muttered, "Save your energy, it's useless." β
The man pulled out a black and dirty bowl from the ground, and scooped half a bowl of water from a wooden bucket without handles, and brought it to his mouth, saying, "Drink, young man, what is your name?" β
"Amu, Amu, Alfie. β
"My name is Sylvie, Sylvie, Pilard" Sylvie pointed to herself, and some pointed to the people next to her, and introduced them one by one: "That's Lamy, that's Anderson......"
After introducing several people in the tent, Sylvie sat down beside Amu and said, "Where are you from, young man?"
"Uncle, of the village of Berkeding. β
Sylvie recalled, then shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it." β
A person next to him said: "It's near Caribbean City, not a few miles from the city." β
"They're all in Caribbean City?" Sylvie muttered a sigh, "Young man, what are you doing?"
Amu's tears flowed again, and he said with red eyes: "I was going to go to the city to work as a seaman, and they tied me up. Uncle, what do you do?"
"Me?" said Sylvie, pointing to herself, with a wry smile, "I'm a village teacher." Rammy is a merchant and Anderson is a fishmonger......"
The people in this small tent are all the most ordinary people in the Caribbean, engaged in a variety of jobs, and generally older.
Sivier sighed and said, "My son was just taken away by them a few months ago, and now they have brought me here, and there is only one pregnant daughter-in-law and my wife left in the house, how can they live~!"
Sivir's words resonated with everyone, and the people around him sighed at the same time.
They are the pillars of the family, doing a little business to lead the family to live, and now they are levied regardless of being requisitioned. Leaving a family old and young, what do you have to rely on to eat and dress?
"Damn the High Priest of the Dead~!" Rami cursed as he slammed his fist on the ground.
Sivier rushed over and covered Rammy's mouth, and said in horror: "Don't dare to say, anyone who hears it will be hanged." β
Rami also had a panicked expression on her face and hurriedly shook her head.
Amu wiped the tears from his face and said, "Then how do you get out of here?" β
"Leave?" Anderson, who had not spoken, sneered and said, "Unless you're dead." Turned into a corpse. Otherwise, don't even think about leaving. β
Amu said in a daze: "However, my scary soldier said that those who are not qualified will be eliminated." β
There was a hint of expectation in his words.
Anderson turned over and did it, looked at Amu with a cold expression, and said gloomily: "The so-called elimination is death~!"
Amu was frightened and lost the broken bowl in his hand. He stared blankly at Anderson.
Sivir next to him shook his head bitterly.
"Once you've entered this gate, don't think you'll leave alive unless it's an expedition. Anderson said: "The officials are all dead nobles from the interior. colluded with the necromancer, and treated people as no one else. If you want to live, you have to rely on yourself. β
Amuser then cowered in the corner of the tent. His eyes stared blankly at the gloomy sky outside.
I don't know how long later, the sound of banging on the wooden barrel sounded outside the tent, and a rude voice outside shouted: "It's time to eat, get out of here." β
A fat, round man slammed a wooden bucket to the ground, and the black-brown water in the bucket spilled all over the ground.
Sivir and the others immediately got up, found their broken bowls, and ran out of the tent quickly, scrambling to huddle together, poking their bowls into the barrels and scooping up a bowl of water.
Then he took out a black thing from the basket next to him, squatted on the ground and chewed it heavily.
Sivir saw Amu who was huddled there like a wooden man, looked at his rice bowl again, sighed and brought it to Amu, touched him and said, "Eat, eat to have strength." β
Amu looked down, and there were a few blades of grass floating in the blackened water, and a strange smell emanated from the bowl.
In his other hand was a black, stone-like loaf of bread, made of some flour, revealing large pieces of grass seeds.
Amu looked at it with a burst of nausea, retched a few times in his throat, shook his head, and said, "I can't eat it." β
Although Amu and his mother lived in poverty, they could still guarantee two meals of vegetable porridge and a few pieces of coarse bread every day, and they had never seen such disgusting food.
Anderson glanced at him and said, "If you don't eat it, you won't even have this thing." β
Amu said incredulously: "Eat this when you are a soldier?"
"Whoever let things be deducted by the division commander. Anderson came to Amu's side with a bowl and whispered, "I heard that the food fee we were given every day was fifteen copper coins, and ten copper plates were deducted from the commander's hand. The logistics manager took half of it, and the guys were still taking part of it. In our hands, there are only two meals of swill left a day. β
Rami snorted and ate up his own rice in a few bites, and even stretched out his tongue to add the soup bowl carefully, reluctantly put down the rice bowl, and said: "You should really go and see what the official eats, yesterday I swept the floor of the pig-headed squad leader, and saw that he actually ate four dishes, with white bread, and a fucking bottle of wine."
It's time for us to eat all the food in the stomachs of those dog officials. You still want me to go and kill him?
I'm bah~!"
Anderson looked at the crowd outside, his expression was fierce, and he whispered: "When I really go to the battlefield, I will stab him in the back and kill a bastard." β
Sivels Svenwen took a small bite of bread and said indistinctly: "Let's live until that day first." β
At this time, there was a sudden sound of drums and trumpets outside, and the officer who led Amu appeared at the door of the tent, kicked over the soup bucket at the door, and scolded with a gloomy face: "Untouchables, get up for me, gather in the school field for training, hurry, hurry, hurry." β
Sivir and the others hurriedly ran out of the tent and ran out as fast as they could.
Amu was the only one who sat stupidly in place, looking at the officer blankly.
"Bastard~!" The officer scolded, walked up to him and kicked the soup bowl on the ground, and the spilled soup splashed Amu's body, Amu was suddenly shocked, as if he had woken up, and looked at the officer in front of him in horror.
The officer picked up a wooden stick and hit Amu on his head and face, and said, ", slacker, get me up and climb out." β
Amu screamed as if he was stupid, rolled on the ground to dodge the officer's stick, and ran towards the door.
"Yes, exactly. The officer laughed as he watched his wolf bèi look behind his back and chased after him and kicked Amu in the ass.
Outside the camp, thousands of recruits gathered here in a scattered manner, running to the rough shouts of the officers.
At the end, he was followed by a group of open-chested bosses, who would surround him and give him a hard lecture as long as he was left behind, and then push him back into the team.
The commander of the 4th Caribbean Division looked at the recruits like refugees from the high platform, and couldn't help but curse Fell, who didn't do anything after collecting money.
"Relying on this group of fools, how can Lao Tzu make a contribution. The commander scolded secretly, beckoned to the officer standing behind him, and said, "Increase the intensity for me." Fuck a few to death and let this group of untouchables see. β
"Yes~!" the officer took the order and left.
At this moment, a man wrapped in black beckoned to the commander from the audience.
The commander's eyes lit up, he walked down the stage quickly, pulled the man in black to the corner, and asked nervously, "Are you ready?"
The man in black said angrily: "It's all ready, let's do it in the next two days, I hope that the adults will keep their promises, and let the brothers hide here after the deed is completed, and the people there will not dare to go to your territory to be presumptuous." β
The Commander smiled as a gloomy owl, looked to the north, and nodded, "It's easy to say." You are a celebrity in front of the Prime Minister, and we are all in the same boat. β
The dark man smiled, leaned into the commander's ear, and said, "As long as you ...... If you get your hands on it, you will inevitably lose your share. I heard that their family was in the middle of buying and selling poisonous wolf fruit, but they made a fortune. β
The commander had a greedy expression on his face, for the position of the commander of this new compilation group, he had broken all his family fortunes and made a dot up and down, and finally got it.
Buying an official is not just to get promoted and make a fortune, relying on the blood of the soldiers to save a few small money, and they are distressed that they have no money to send up, and they can't continue to climb up.
His eyes were already on a greater source of wealth. (To be continued!!