Wu De's other task is to prevent escape. Once he starts working outside, someone will probably try to escape. He must completely prevent such a thing from happening. A successful escape will give other people similar hope. 【Read the latest chapter】.
Therefore, before starting to go out to work, he requested from the Executive Committee that the military team members assigned to him to guard the prisoners must be special shooters, preferably equipped with scopes and night vision goggles.
"What do you want someone so strong to do?" He Ming felt a little strange.
"When someone escapes, they can be killed with one strike." Wu De explained that the more decisive and ruthless the stop is, the more effective it will be. When the fear level is enough, guards will no longer be needed.
Then, he dispersed those who said they were willing to join the gang and placed them in various labor teams, telling anyone who talked about escaping to report directly to him.
He does not promise anything to these people and does not give any benefits. If you want to gain trust, you have to show the courage to surrender yourself.
Probably because that battle left such a strong impression on many people, or maybe because their lives were not much different than they are now. Anyway, except for some people who reported that a few small landowners and rich peasants were complaining that no one came to redeem them, the farm work at home was There is nothing unusual except what can be done.
Because Fu Fuji was injured in his leg, he did not go to work as a laborer with the others. Instead, he rested in a tent with other wounded people. In addition to changing dressings every day, I also eat, and the food is not bad. Although the rice porridge is thin, it is enough. Seeing several pirate men in white going in and out every day to take care of their injuries, Fu Fuji admired them very much: after all, doctors have a parent-like heart. The invisible fear is also much less.
It turned out that there were twenty or thirty injured prisoners. Some died without recovering from the surgery, while others recovered quickly from their injuries and were sent to work in the labor corps. Fu Fuji's long-term worker, Ma Peng, only had a sprained foot and was quickly sent away. In the past, this long-term worker could not even look at him, but now that he is gone, he feels nostalgic. Right now, there is no acquaintance around him.
A few days later, Ma Peng found an opportunity to see him. He said that he was working for the pirates. He no longer called them pirates, but respectfully called them "chiefs". This word sounds very fresh and consistent. Mapeng now cuts trees and digs soil every day. There is white rice and porridge for every meal, and salted fish can be eaten for three days. He only worked for six hours a day - it was annoying to be forced to take a shower every day, but he was used to it. All in all, life was pretty good. I heard that the pirates gave them rice and fish, which surprised Fu Fuji: his family always gave long-term workers sweet potatoes, and they only gave them rice and salted fish when the farm was busy and they were working hard. Although he didn't agree with himself, he still felt sad for the pirates' luxury.
Ma Peng also said many incredible things, such as the machine that can move by itself and can make tens of thousands of bricks in a short time; there is also a thing that is covered in smoke and rumbling and roaring, "Children" They are not allowed to get close. It is said that it is the source of all power, which is to constantly add firewood. The firewood used in a day is more than that used by a whole village for cooking. Others include a pot stove mounted on a four-wheeled vehicle and a magical saw that can cut down a big tree in one go...
He said it happily, and Fu Buyer was not too surprised when he heard it: he himself has seen many novel things these days. I am already mentally prepared for the pirates' new gadgets.
"... I've just said it, if you do a good job, you can be transferred to an employee if you are willing to stay."
"Employee? Isn't it just to be a pirate?"
"It's not to be a pirate..." Ma Peng said in a low voice. "It's not enough to be that. I don't know how to write it as an employee. Anyway, I just eat three meals a day, with meat every meal, and I can still do it every month." Take a day off or something..." Ma Peng looked a little envious.
"Hey! Do you want to be a thief?" Fu Buer saw that his long-term worker was about to fall into the abyss of rebellion. He didn't care much about Ma Peng's life and death. He was just afraid that one of his laborers would be reduced, so he quickly reminded him that this was a rule. A treacherous road.
"I don't dare. The master is right, it means beheading. But I heard that some people are willing. Besides, the county magistrates can't do anything with them at the moment. What can we, the common people, do?" Ma Peng did it for the pirates. After ten days of work, he seemed to have become more flexible with his words, "It's all work anyway..."
"Ma Peng, you have such stupid thoughts!" Fu Buer reprimanded, "As soon as the imperial soldiers arrive, they will be reduced to ashes! If you depend on the pirates, you will be labeled as a thief!"
Ma Peng opened his mouth, probably not knowing what to say.
Fu Buer took the opportunity to ask if there was any news at home. Mapeng said that he had been working and had not seen anyone coming from the village. Moreover, pirates now work in many large places, and he is often driven to work here for a few days and there for a few days. I almost lost track of where I was. Fu Buer was very anxious, thinking that even if he wanted to demand a ransom, he would still have to send someone to negotiate. Why don't the pirates even make a sound?
Ma Peng left quickly because he still had work to do. The injuries on Fu Fuji's legs were almost healed and he was able to walk around. Forgetting, he didn't dare to go out, fearing that the pirates would kill him if they saw him running away. Now that I saw that the horse tent could come in and out freely, I used a stick as a crutch and walked around from the tent. The tent was surrounded by barbed wire, and he shivered when he saw it. During the battle that day, the scene of bloody corpses hanging on the barbed wire was so horrific that he could never forget it.
There is a wooden tower outside the barbed wire fence. Below it stands a bored little pirate, carrying a blunderbuss with a dagger on his back. I have seen the power of this thing before. It hits as densely as rain, and the gunshots are heard. If there is a sound, everyone around you will die. With such powerful firearms, not to mention militia groups like them, even the government troops would be in trouble. However, Fu Fuji also knew that it was a dream to expect the army to rescue them. The officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were too lazy to care about the lives of the common people. If they really wanted to suppress the bandits, they would be the first to behead them and take advantage of the reward. When he went to Guangzhou, he heard of such things. I don’t know how much he said - "Guest troops are like bandits."
Suddenly there was a strange roar in the air, like the sound of firecrackers exploding. Then there was a rumbling roar, followed by the sound, and I saw a red steel monster roaring, spitting out dirty black smoke, and gnawing at the ground with incredible power. The sight in front of me could not be seen even in the most terrifying nightmare. After arriving, Fu Fuji's face turned pale and he almost fell down.
Seeing the creaking of the iron plate, the giant thing moved slowly, and then with a roar, a huge shovel was lifted up from the earth. The dirt and gravel were scattered around like a waterfall, and everything seemed So thrilling,
Fu Fuji was so surprised that he was speechless. How could he resist such power? Not to mention the more than a thousand officers and soldiers in Qiongzhou Prefecture, even if they mobilized troops from several provinces to suppress it, what would happen? They have such great power and are building large-scale construction projects here. If not for long-term residence, what is the purpose?
Thinking of this, his mind became very confused, and he couldn't tell whether it was a blessing or a curse. For a moment, he squatted on the ground, at a loss.
Wu De took the latest issue of "Ideological Trends of Prisoners" and reported to the Executive Committee. The Executive Committee has high expectations for these prisoners and wants to use them as seeds for future political power construction, so it requires reports on the ideological status of these people every Monday in order to make corresponding policy adjustments.
The Executive Committee Building - although it is actually a simple building, everyone still habitually calls it an office building to show its grandeur - has now completely changed. The barbed wire fences on all sides have been demolished and a tall building has been built. The fence was built, sentries were set up in front of the wooden double-open gates, and two rows of bungalows were built on both wings of the office building. Since there were plasterers among the prisoners, it was not a problem to build a few old-fashioned brick-and-wood frame tile-roofed houses. The ground of the courtyard is completely paved with blue bricks, and two flower beds are built on the left and right. There is a Beijing 212 parked in the courtyard, and there are also a few motorcycles and bicycles. At first glance, it looks very much like the county party committee compound in a certain county in the 1960s and 1970s.
Wu De did not enter the building, but went directly into a tile-roofed house on the east side. The black lettering sign on a white background in front of the door said "Literature and Printing Room" in neat artistic calligraphy. This is where the Executive Committee edits printed documents and various internal publications.
This internal publication has been edited since the Executive Committee moved to Bairentan. Although Ding Ding clamored to start Lingao Times, the executive committee always rejected his request on the grounds that the time was short, and instead asked him to be responsible for the internal publication. Such internal publications range from being circulated by all time travelers to being circulated only by the executive committee. "Ideological Trends of Prisoners" is a material that can only be circulated by the Executive Committee and the Theory and Policy Group, and only five copies of each issue are printed.
The printing room is dark. In order to save electricity, the lights are not turned on unless needed for work. The room was large, with a mimeograph machine inside, and a large table taken from the ship with wax paper, steel plates, and stylus pens spread out on it. In the corner are two computers and several Epson 24-pin printers. Boxes of blank paper and printed documents were piled in the corner.
There was no one in the room, so Wu De picked up a piece of paper on the table. It looked like a tabloid. On the front page were two crooked big calligraphy characters written in tadpole script. Looking carefully, it turned out to be: "Lingao News", there is also a signature below: Xi Yazhou.
Xi Yazhou's head seems to have recovered, and he has even written inscriptions for publications. Wu De read it and saw that the newspaper reported the victory of the "First Counter-Encirclement and Suppression" in a large space. It exaggeratedly reported that the local government dispatched an army of 3,000 people. However, under the attack of the divine power of our heavenly army, the victory was over in just half an hour. All were wiped out. Although the signature is that of a military commentator of this newspaper, the writing style, which is similar to the description of a war chess game, was obviously written by Xi Yazhou, who was unfortunately injured on D-Day.
Then there is an editorial signed: Special commentator of this newspaper. Commented: The reactionary Ming Dynasty government will be completely wiped out by my wise and great Chuang Party.
It was followed by a theoretical article introducing Marxism. Of course, this Mr. Ma became a hermit born in the Wanli period. The signature is Du Wen. However, although the article was very long and listed many figures, Wu De never understood what it was about. Probably even Marx himself didn’t know it after reading it.
On the back of the newspaper was another article, "Blood and Tears Complaints of Lingao Farmers," which described the tragic experiences of many farmers. Wu De thought it looked familiar - wasn't this something excerpted from the "Prisoner Interrogation Notes" copied to him after Xiao Guo interrogated the prisoner. It’s a huge collection of articles from all over the world, with a lot of added content added to it, and its imagination is simply outrageous. The author consciously did not sign his name.
