I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 155: There was a king

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An uproar.

Obviously, the crowd fryed again.

They originally thought that they were just drawn to the mining area as miners or engaged in hard production, and this military base was only used to supervise their facilities, but what they did not expect was that Jiang Chen actually meant to let Are they going to be mercenaries? !

Just kidding, it was to avoid war that they traveled far away. If they were kicked back to the battlefield again, what was the point of their escape?

Someone immediately asked this question loudly, and accused Jiang Chen rightly, no one had the right to force weapons and force them to civilians who did not want to step on the battlefield.

We heard that all the veterans from Ukraine laughed.

"What's the point of asking me? After this, you will understand that I am much lazy. Ask me if I have the right? Of course not. But I also said that if you want to leave, just go straight. You have half an hour You can hesitate for the time, if you remain in the base after half an hour, then I will assume that you accept it. "

After speaking, Jiang Chen turned to the podium regardless of how these people protested.

There will naturally be no applause, nor will he need applause.

Like the beginning of the fish bone base, when they find that they ca n’t resist, and they find that they are actually doing well, they will gradually accept it.

What's more, Ivan will naturally train them into soldiers who are absolutely loyal to the organization and loyal to him.

Walking next to Ivan, Jiang Chen patted him on the shoulder.

"It ’s yours."

"Yes! BOSS!" Still holding the military posture that looked up, the veteran of the East Slavic face shouted loudly.

Nodded with satisfaction, Jiang Chen greeted Aisha, who was standing silently in the shadow, and walked with her to the base headquarters.

Walking on the road, Jiang Chen looked at Aisha walking beside him, and suddenly said.

"Speaking, Aisha, your hometown is in Syria, right."

"Uh."

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Chen continued, "Well, my approach will make you feel uncomfortable, after all, it ’s from your hometown-"

"No, I will always be on your side." Aisha shook her head, and the cold face suddenly showed a smile. "And, you are a very gentle person."

Jiang Chen was almost choked by his saliva.

What a joke? What the **** is gentleness?

"Cough cough, although the previous sentence is very exciting for me, but I do not agree with the latter sentence." Except for the beginning, he never hesitated when it was time to kill.

However, at this moment, a small hand came into his hand.

It seems that since the night by the river, she has fallen in love with the feeling of being held by her hands, always stuffing her hands inadvertently.

"Remember when you were on that truck?" Aisha whispered.

Although it is not clear why she mentioned the past, Jiang Chen squeezed her little hand with a smile.

"Of course I remember, how could I forget it."

It ’s interesting to say that at that time he did n’t even see that Aisha was a girl.

"Even when facing me as a stranger, when you see my starving eyes, you still stretch out your hand."

Jiang Chen smiled, "Are you referring to cookies? That thing is very cheap."

Aisha shook her head and squeezed Jiang Chen ’s hand tightly, with a slight arc in the corner of her mouth.

"But you still chose to share instead of watching with cold eyes, didn't you?" On the way to escape alone, she almost numb her indifferent eyes.

Stunned, he lowered his head slightly and fell into contemplation.

Share? Have it?

Do people think of me like this?

Aisha took a peek at Jiang Chen and smiled softly.

"Once there was a king, he was generous, kind and heroic."

"His territory extends from Thrace to the west, to the Indus Plain to the east, to the Amu Darya to the north, and to the Persian Gulf to the south."

"He once conquered Damascus as a conqueror, but he was respected by the aggressor."

"The Egyptians built a city in his name on the desert and inscribed his merits."

Like an epic, she chanted to herself.

Jiang Chen suddenly burst out laughing.

"However, this empire is only a flash in the end." Is it Alexander?

Just because this empire is the same age as his king, if he is given enough time.

But this sentence, Aisha just smiled slightly and didn't say it.

Obviously, he only needs to suppress it with bullets, use coercion to force them to surrender by tough means, let them live in the shack, and watch him look alive.

But he didn't do it. The living conditions here are much better than those in refugee camps. He even gave them a salary and gave them hope.

Feeling the warmth from his hands, Aisha closed her eyes gently, her mouth lightly raised.

......

What a joke? Walking through the desert?

The refugees had a lot of discussions and expressed their emotions in protest.

However, the protest was obviously ineffective. Ivan and other instructors ignored the face filled with Zhang Yi's indignation and stood there like a sculpture. The protests gradually escalated, but they remained under the warning line of violent conflict.

Force is always the best deterrent.

The instructors carried a black automatic rifle around their waists. The muzzle of the black hole warned anyone who dared to try to use violence.

Half an hour passed quickly.

Ivan's mouth was wide, and he greeted nine comrades around him.

......

In the command post, Jiang Chen and Roberts stood side by side at the window, smiling at the situation on the playground.

"Shit, you can't see it, you still have the gift of speech." Roberts smiled with his cigarette **** resting on his window sill.

"I have a lot of talent." Jiang Chen grinned and smiled, also lying on the window sill.

It's not so much a talent as it is a step-by-step practice. If three months ago, let him stand in front of more than a hundred people to speak, afraid that he would not be able to speak a word for a long time. Now, there is no need to get the manuscript.

"Do you know what I thought of when I stood here to watch your speech?"

"What?" Jiang Chen asked casually, his eyes still on the playground.

There were already movements on the playground. Someone tried to **** the gun in Ivan's hand, but the veteran easily fell down with a gun stock.

"Hitler." Roberts learned the movement of a head funny and said with a smile, "But you haven't learned his motivation, you should paint them a big loaf and tell them that you can eat it As long as you are loyal to me. "

"No need at all," Jiang Chen snorted and stood up from the window. "I gave them enough compensation."

After finishing, he left the command room.

Looking at Jiang Chen's leaving, Roberts shrugged and turned his gaze to the playground.

There, the riot is over.

Perhaps it was in Ukraine that I learned the experience of suppressing riots. Ivan and his nine comrades successfully controlled the situation.

Despite the anger on his face, the refugees on the playground were honestly divided into ten columns, each led by an instructor. Their spouses and children were repatriated from the playground to their assigned houses.

The training begins immediately. The first task is to run two laps around the 20 hectare base.

When to finish running and when to eat.

Do not cooperate? Then take your wife and your children hungry.

If you are just hungry, someone may try to resist. But when I heard that it was not just them, but also their families ...

Everyone chose to compromise.

Under the scorching sun, silhouettes ran around the base, raising yellow sand behind them.

When they dragged their exhausted bodies and finally ran for two laps and fell to the gate of the base, the ruthless Ukrainian instructors not only showed no mercy, but announced like a devil Long-distance running will become the norm.

Although there are complaints, they are too tired to complain.

Fortunately, it ’s dusk, and today ’s training ends.

When they dragged their tired bodies and brought their family members to the cafeteria and received the hot meal, they suddenly felt that it was not so bad.

Roasted golden turkey, stewed mutton soup, brightly colored vegetable salad ...

As far as meals are concerned, this place is much better than refugee camps.

Probably because of the fatigue after exercise that stimulates appetite. This dinner was extremely sweet.

Many people added several copies back and forth, and Jiang Chen didn't even stingy about the supply.

Hasan carried a bowl of mutton soup and sat next to his wife Lima, grabbed the white bread dipped in mutton soup, and took a bite.

Looking at the tired husband, Lima stretched out her hand with some worry and wiped the dust off his forehead for him.

"How are they doing to you?"

"It seems to be nothing but running, but who knows in the future? Hell, those instructors aren't humans." A curse, Hassa dealt with the food in the plate. Because of the large amount of physical energy consumption, he is very appetizing now, and hopes to be able to eat a camel.

I do n’t know if it ’s intentional, everyone here is a Christian who has accepted secularization. So I couldn't see the shadow of the veil and the headscarf in the restaurant. Hasan pouted the chicken and bread, thinking about the future.

He is 20 years old and his wife is 19. Originally, he planned to have a child last year, but the situation suddenly escalated, as if overnight, the shadow of IS covered half of Syria. Because he was a "pagan", he naturally dared not stay in his hometown, so he took his wife away from home and came to the refugee camp on the border.

I do n’t know if it ’s lucky or unfortunate, he was brought here.

Become a mercenary? He never considered this industry.

But now it seems that there are not many options in front of him.

"Are you ... going to the battlefield?" Lima said hesitantly.

"If you become a mercenary, you should." Hasan grinned and grunted, stuffed the bread into his mouth, and looked at the instructor who was also sitting in the dining hall.

He is very confused about what will happen in the future.

However, the three-year contract vaguely gave him some hope.

"After three years, we will have children again. I will work hard to give you and your children a stable environment." Hasan said.

Lima looked at him, a touch of mist appeared in her eyes, and she shyly lowered her head.

"Uh."

No matter what you say, the family has followed, even if it is for their sake.

Let's talk about the future, and take a step by step.

Hasan ’s ideas are also the ideas of other recruits in the base.

At least this meal makes people complain. (To be continued.)