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————————This is a young prisoner of war. Looking at the tears on his face, Zhou Jiping believed that he was telling the truth. But, are these people willing to serve for the Confederacy so easily? Or is there something else? Hidden story?
"I, I want to ask, how will we be treated if we lay down our weapons? Will we go into a prisoner of war camp?" an older soldier asked hesitantly.
Oh, Zhou Jiping suddenly realized that the reason why they were unwilling to put down their weapons was not that these Northern Army soldiers really wanted to join their own Free Army, but that these people knew very well that the gun in their hands was their life. In your hands is the control of your own destiny
In troubled times, blindly listening to others is almost the same as committing suicide. Only by holding a gun that can ensure your own safety in your hands, can you feel safe and want them to put down their guns? Yes! But it must be that these northern troops can confirm their own lives. On the premise that safety is absolutely guaranteed
"Into a prisoner of war camp," Zhou Jiping replied affirmatively, "but don't worry, you will not be mistreated. The Confederate Alliance has regulations in this regard: you will be required to work for the tribe for three years in order to atone for your entering the prison camp without permission." The crime of going to the Imara grassland, if you work well, may also make you free in advance - this is the price you must pay for offending the dignity of the grassland tribes."
Changing the topic, Zhou Jiping added: "Of course, if you now dare to completely break with the Northern Army and dare to defend this land with your lives, we will naturally make a certain statement and immediately give you a free identity until the war is over. At the end, you may be the heroes of the grassland. For those who are unwilling to join the army, if you want to get the status of a free citizen, you will naturally have to work hard for several years."
"Then...can I have enough to eat?" the older soldier asked hesitantly.
At this time, Zhou Jiping noticed that although many soldiers of the Northern Army pretended not to pay much attention to the conversation between the two, many people were secretly paying attention to Zhou Jiping's answer.
"Of course I can have enough to eat. You don't have to work for the tribe for just a few days. Is it okay if I don't let you have enough to eat?" Zhou Jiping replied.
"Then...me," the middle-aged soldier said bravely, "I'm a little old, and I'm a little incapable of fighting. I want to work for the tribe...but, can I really become a free agent after three years? "
"Of course, if you are lucky, you can marry a tribeswoman in three years." Zhou Jiping said half-jokingly. In fact, he was completely unwilling to let these soldiers enter the so-called prisoner-of-war camp. After all, his men had experienced real combat. There are really very few soldiers in the sense of
"Hahaha..." Hearing Zhou Jiping's answer, many people laughed, and some people already had longing looks in their eyes.
In fact, the so-called prisoner-of-war camp is not an actual organization, but a solution mechanism that breaks up the captured prisoners of war and distributes them to various tribes as labor force. Now in this prisoner-of-war camp, there are the earliest hyenas. members, as well as veterans who later came from the other side of the Natni River to "grow the fields". These people were tired of the war. Their arrival also improved the tribe's farming and livestock production capacity a lot.
"Then, I am willing to enter the prisoner of war camp..." Finally, the first person to put down his weapons stood up. Then, several more Northern Army soldiers put down their weapons one after another. Naturally, tribal soldiers came over to take away their weapons, and again
Put it back on that military train
"Okay, you are welcome to choose a peaceful life." Zhou Jiping gave a signal by clapping his hands twice, and then directed the tribal soldiers to carry the soldiers who were seriously injured and with inconvenient legs and feet onto the two vehicles of the team. He himself and all the tribesmen
Soldiers are all walking under the car
This move was beyond the expectations of the Northern Army prisoners. In the past, it was very normal for the seriously wounded Northern Army soldiers to be left alone and ignored. If someone is willing to give you a shot and send you away, it is simply a very human thing.
Today, the tribal armed forces led by Zhou Jiping not only treat the injuries of these seriously injured prisoners, but also give these prisoners their own cars to sit in. This is really hard for them to understand.
In this way, this move, which seemed normal to Zhou Jiping, had unknowingly moved all the Northern Army prisoners of war, bringing him closer to the other captives, and also made some who originally wanted to lay down their weapons
People hesitated again
The convoy was on the road again, but this time the speed of the convoy was slowed down. Yesterday, the troops who had been marching on motors for several hours turned back into real infantry today. However, for these soldiers, marching and walking was not a good thing for them.
It was a normal thing. Besides, the series of interesting things happening in front of them made them forget about the fatigue of walking.
Zhou Jiping, like everyone else, strode along in the queue
At the beginning, the entire queue was silent. But as time went by, the monotonous march triggered people's boring nerves. First, some tribal warriors began to chat in a low voice. When they saw Zhou Jiping walking beside the people without stopping him, gradually
Yes, some brave Northern Army soldiers also began to speak in a low voice.
"Why do you always look at me?" As he walked, Zhou Jiping noticed that the Northern Army prisoner walking in front of him who said he wanted to avenge his brother was always looking back at him, so he asked with a smile.
Hearing Zhou Jiping take the initiative to talk to him, the soldier was stunned for a moment, and then boldly said to Zhou Jiping: "Great Chief, I really didn't expect you to be able to walk with us. You are nothing like the legendary figure.
no the same"
"Oh? What do I look like in the legend?" Zhou Jiping also became interested this time. At the same time, Zhou Jiping saw that Ferro was talking to several unarmed Northern troops. Those unarmed soldiers were exactly what they wanted to do.
Looking at his patient look, Zhou Jiping guessed that his new staff officer was already recruiting people for his team.
"Um..." Xiao Bing was stunned by Zhou Jiping's question. He was speechless for a moment. Apparently, the legendary Zhou Jiping had a bad image, so that he didn't know how to speak.
"Tell me, what do I look like in the legend? Am I a cannibal?" Zhou Jiping asked kindly. Seeing that Xiao Bing still didn't dare to speak out, he expected that he would be demonized by Masu Ali's propaganda machine.
Got it
Hearing Zhou Jiping's own answer without an angry expression on his face, the soldier relaxed.