Chapter 73 The fire of vengeance can start a prairie fire
"Hurry up, you bitch, you're looking for death!"
As soon as Liu Zhenming logged out of the system, he heard a burst of curses. He looked up and saw a group of people being driven over from the mine. In front of the group was a group of white people, with soldiers from the 2nd Company standing aside.
He cursed angrily and occasionally punched and kicked him.
The soldiers of the 3rd Company were clearing away the remaining enemies throughout the mining factory, and occasionally one or two gunshots were heard.
Liu Zhenming asked someone to notify the artillery company and Ye Geyin to bring people over, while he stepped forward to check the situation.
"What's going on?" Liu Zhenming walked to the front of the queue and saw the angry faces of the soldiers, so he couldn't help but ask.
He Xiaoqing pointed to the back row of the team and choked up: "Battalion Commander, most of the miners here are us Chinese. You see, they are tortured by these foreigners until they are no longer human."
Liu Zhenming looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a group of Chinese people with pigtails behind them. These people were as skinny as wood, their eyes were dull, their clothes were in tatters, and they gave off a stench.
Come on, some people still have whip marks on their bodies.
Liu Zhenming sighed secretly. During the gold rush, the Chinese in British Columbia once accounted for one-fifth of the total population. However, in just a few years, the Chinese population dropped sharply, leaving only tens of thousands.
When these Chinese came from China, they were all young and strong, and they could not have died of old age. Except for some of them going to eastern Canada, most of them stayed in black mines like this, and then
The last bit of residual value was squeezed out, and I was exhausted to death.
There is no doubt that this small gold mine is a black mine that exclusively uses these Chinese laborers. These Chinese laborers are called here every day and the ground is not working properly, and they are forced to dig for gold day and night.
Most of the white people in front were supervisors. They seemed to feel the hostility of the Chinese with guns around them towards themselves and others, so they couldn't help but slightly shrink their bodies and quietly lowered their heads.
The Chinese workers who had finally seen the light of day did not seem to realize that they and others had been rescued. They followed the team forward with numb and mechanical expressions on their faces. It seemed that everything around them had nothing to do with them. They were like bodies whose souls had been drained.
Same.
Liu Zhenming can only think of one word to describe them - The Walking Dead.
Perhaps those who had a sense of resistance had already dried up. Liu Zhenming looked at the corpses hanging on those flagpoles.
"Keep your heads up, I know." Liu Zhenming walked up to the Chinese workers and roared.
Pairs of people looked at him with dull eyes, and one or two of them rolled their eyes, wondering why a group of compatriots with guns appeared.
"You have all seen clearly who we are!" Liu Zhenming felt sad in his heart. They all said that the Chinese are the toughest and most hard-working nation. This is a good thing. If Li Zhenming is to say it, it is the Chinese.
They are the nation that knows how to be a slave.
It's a pity that this is an era where even slaves cannot be treated as slaves.
Hearing Liu Zhenming's angry scolding, some workers began to look around.
"This is where?"
"I thought I heard a gunshot just now."
"Who are these people?"
These workers seemed to have regained their souls and finally began to speak.
"Who are we? Like you, we were persecuted by these foreigners and lived a life worse than pigs and dogs. However, everything has changed." Liu Zhenming raised the gun in his hand and said loudly: "Because
, we rose up to resist, and we used our fists to tell those who bullied us that we are not pigs and dogs, we are human beings."
"We resisted, so we were rescued. You still endured all this, so you are still worse than pigs and dogs, but you were lucky enough to be rescued by us. Think about how these people treated you before, do you think that
Don’t you have any hatred? Do you still want to live a life worse than a pig or a dog?”….
"Compatriots, heaven and earth are unkind. If you want to live with dignity and live as a human being, you can only raise your fists. That's it. Now, you have two choices. One is to join us and take revenge on the foreigners.
To save yourself and others, the second is to leave here and continue to live in another hell." Liu Zhenming looked at the white people and shouted: "If you want to join us, then raise your fists and start taking revenge! Start acting like a warrior.
Same, fight!"
"revenge?"
"A pig is worse than a dog?"
Some workers looked at their fists and then at the white people.
Immediately, a monstrous hatred condensed in the air, as if it were substantial, and moved towards the oppression of those white people.
The foreigners felt this and became a little panicked.
The white man who went to recruit prisoners looked at Liu Zhenming and screamed: "Sir, didn't you promise me that you wouldn't hurt us?"
Liu Zhenming turned around, took out a cigarette, struck a match and lit it. Reputation is established between people. Is it necessary to talk about promises and credibility with other animals?
"I don't want to be a pig or a dog, I'm not a pig or a dog!" Among the Chinese workers, I don't know who was the first to shout angrily.
Then, like a sudden approaching storm, the workers' anger that had been building up over time suddenly exploded at this moment.
"I want revenge!"
"revenge!"
…
Countless people shouted angrily and rushed towards the white people in front. Suddenly, like a tidal wave bursting from a dam, dozens of white people were submerged in it in an instant.
There were screams and angry shouts. Although the white people were strong, they were not many in number. Each of them was surrounded by dozens of workers, who waved their angry fists at the white people.
Perhaps thinking of the inhuman abuse they suffered in the past, some people even used their teeth to bite raw flesh from their bodies, which is a good explanation of how much oppression they suffered, how much strength they burst out.
When all the dust settled, Liu Zhenming only saw the shapeless corpses on the ground.
"He Xiaoqing, take them down to clean up. Also, clean up this place. The non-combatants will be here soon." Liu Zhenming nodded with satisfaction. This was the result he wanted. What he wanted was a pack of wolves.
, rather than a flock of sheep.
"Yes, battalion commander!"
After He Xiaoqing went down, Liu Zhenming took a few people around the mine. Since the mine is far away from the surrounding towns, the owner of the mine has stocked up a lot of food here, enough to feed a thousand people for a month.
In addition, there are about thirty horses in the stables.
Of course, how can there be no gold in a gold mine? A warehouse is dedicated to storing these things. However, the quality of the ore mined from this vein of gold mine is very poor. Of course, it is useless to Liu Zhenming now.
.
There are streams in the mountains below, where you can eat, drink, and live. This place is truly blessed by nature.
Just as Liu Zhenming was thinking about it, the elf's reminder sounded in his mind: "Congratulations to the host for opening the territory system."
Territory system? Liu Zhenming was shocked. This was the last big option in the Rise of Empires system that he had not opened yet. Unexpectedly, he occupied a gold mine and actually started the territory system.
What content will the territorial system contain? Liu Zhenming entered the system with great hope to check it out.