Survival Game Chapter 119: Rebellion (3)

　　"Hello everyone, I am your highest officer, the warden here, Honda, I know that many of you are soldiers, but I warn you, here, my words are rules, I don’t want anyone Dare to disobey the will of the empire!"

　　The words fall, Honda nodded to the guard beside him.

　　 The guard bowed his head, then stepped forward to the front of the crowd, shouting: "In order to ensure that you are clean and free of disease, now, take off all my clothes for me, give them to our soldiers, and take a shower. "

　　 "Ah..."

　　 Many people are shocked, after all, there are so many things hidden in their clothes.

　　 Some people hide food, others hide some small weapons. After hearing the order, most people are not happy.

　　 Wang Cong's face also turned cold. At this time, all the heavily armed soldiers walked down and shouted: "Give me speed, otherwise I want you to look good."

　　Wang Cong touched his pocket. There were some chocolates in it. Finally, he sighed and could only take off his clothes.

　　 Soon, everyone on the court was completely wiped out.

　　 A few soldiers shot directly with a high-pressure water gun. At the same time, soap bubbles rushed from the tube. Wang Cong and a large group of people were like animals, being washed wantonly.

　　 Then, a group of people lined up to receive prison uniforms and the camp manual.

　　The manual records the rules and laws of Devil’s Island, as well as the map.

　　The rule is very simple, that is, everything obeys the chiefs, you can’t fight, you can’t steal things, every day except for mining is mining.

　　 also recorded the scope and function of the various camps on Devil’s Island, such as Zone 1, where the chiefs lived, and the most luxurious and comfortable place on the entire island.

　　 Then there is the canteen, the factory.

　　 What surprised Wang Cong was that there was a place of comfort in this place. Thinking about Wang Cong's toes, he knew that the women inside were all captured.

　　 The worst place in the entire island is the slave place where they live. Needless to say, the rain leaks, and it is very humid, and rats are rampant. It is not a place where people live.

　　 After getting dressed, two soldiers escorted Wang Cong and a group of people into the dormitory. Watching the surrounding scenes, Wang Cong frowned.

　　The environment is really terrible. Don't talk about working in such a place, I am afraid it is difficult to stick to life.

　　 Soon, everyone came to a place in the house with dim red lights flashing. Wang Cong looked inside and saw one or two women sitting in the house with blank eyes.

　　 These women are very revealing, most of them in skirts, their eyes are silent, as if they have lost hope in life.

　　 From time to time, some soldiers or officers walked into these places with a smile, and then closed the door...

　　 Seeing these scenes, bald head painfully covered his head, and shouted: "Wife, wife..."

　　 "Brother, what is your name?" Wang Cong was afraid that this guy would be impulsive again, so he interrupted his growl.

　　 "Ren Qiang." The bald head was downcast, and he said to himself: "My wife and I have known each other since we were young, and we were officially married last month. I didn't expect the imperial army to come over so soon. My wife and I have not had time I ran away and was caught..."

　　 "Hey..." Wang Cong sighed in his heart, embarrassing what happened to Ren Qiang.

　　 Soon, they crossed the red light district and came to the worst slave dormitory.

　　 But at this time, the gate of the slave dormitory was full of people, and it was exciting to see how these people looked.

　　 I saw the first one wearing glasses and prison uniforms, gathered by a large group of slaves, and in front of these people, there were several soldiers standing, and the head was a squadron leader.

　　Wang Cong frowned. This old man seemed to be a prestigious figure in this group of slaves.

　　 "Li Shibin, let all of you go back, do you know what you are doing? You will all die if you defy the will of the empire!" the squadron leader roared fiercely.

　　"Itanjiro, let us do such a dangerous job, let us live in such a bad place, and more importantly, we can’t get enough to eat!" Li Shibin shouted and shouted, "My compatriots , Are we not full."

　　 "Can't eat enough..."

　　 "Can't eat enough..."

　　 "We demand to be full!"

　　 Li Shibin shouted: "Stop!"

　　 These people seemed to listen to Li Shibin's words, and immediately stopped talking.

　　 Li Shibin said: "Captain Itajiro, you let us work. We did it. Let me live in such a bad place. We live. Now, we don’t even feed us. Do you want us to strike? ?"

　　 "Strike!"

　　 "Strike!"

　　 "Strike!"

　　 The sentiment was exciting, and every slave raised his arms and shouted, venting his dissatisfaction at this moment.

　　Wang Cong was also very excited when he saw it. He didn't expect that there would be resistance here. Although this resistance was only for the sake of striving for better living conditions for the slaves, it was not easy.

　　 "It turns out that he is Li Shibin!" The bald head said excitedly: "I have heard of him outside. I heard that this Li Shibin was originally a head of the Han Kingdom and led his men to defend the city for more than a month. In the end, she was taken prisoner when she ran out of ammunition and food. The outside world thought she was dead, but she did not expect to appear here." Ren Qiang exclaimed.

　　"Well, with this person as a charisma, our next activities will be simple~IndoMTL.com~Wang Cong nodded.

　　 Then he scanned his surroundings, and many people showed excitement. The previous man with glasses also ran over and said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, we were in a group."

　　"My name is Wang Cong."

　　"My name is Fan Wenqing."

　　Wang Cong smiled, "Why were you arrested, you don’t look like a soldier."

　　 "I was also caught on the way to escape, hey, it's hard to say a word." Fan Wenqing shook his head and sighed, then surprised: "These people are so courageous, they dare to resist."

　　 At this moment, under Li Shibin's call, Itajiro, the squadron leader, looked ugly.

　　Because of the fierce battles on the front line, although the empire is strong in science and technology, in the face of fierce resistance from the people around the world, the front line needs more and more weapons and ammunition.

　　 In order to maintain supplies, they have mining tasks here every day. If they fail to complete so many tasks, they will be punished by the warden!

　　 So, these slaves must not go on strike!

　　 "Okay, I'll let you know, I will provide one more meal later, and I'll be full!" Itajiro snorted, leaning over to Li Shibin and said, "Old guy, I don't want you to threaten to strike again next time. I, a soldier of the empire, do not accept threats!"

　　 "I see." Li Shibin said with a solemn expression on his face.

　　 "Go!" Itajiro left soon.

　　 And the slaves burst into cheers.

　　 "I'm finally full."

　　"Yeah, Li Shibin, long live, Li Shibin, long live..."

　　 Li Shibin pressed his hand and smiled bitterly: "Well, everyone, be quiet, let’s get to know our new compatriots first."

　　 From the view of Wang Cong and the group of people, Li Shibin walked over and said: "Go in and chat."