Chapter 1225: Barracks culture

"From today, you are a member of the Fourth Caribbean Division." The officer flicked his whip in his hand, and a smirking smile appeared on his face.
Immediately, he waved his hand to the people around him and said loudly: "Boys, take them in for me"
"Good~" The soldiers onlookers at the gate let out a burst of laughter
They stepped forward to surround Amu and dozens of villagers, kicked them unceremoniously, teased and threatened loudly.
"Ha, fresh meat is here again..."
"Get up, go in slacker"
"Get up, idiot, climb in for me"
"Quickly go in, we have prepared good things inside to play with you"
"Hahahaha..."
The soldiers crowded from all directions and surrounded the villagers yelling and beating.
All of them have grinning smiles, like jackals who are surrounding the corpse, tearing the carrion with their sharp teeth, and beating them continuously.
There are several feet kicking on the villagers at all times, and the painful Amu and the villagers scream.
Amu and the others are all honest villagers
Many people have never even walked out of a fishing village in their entire lives, and have never seen the greatest joy in the market, which is to watch dogs fight.
They had never seen this before, and they were all shocked immediately
You can only rely on the instinct of animals, hold your head with your hands, protect your vitals, and then shrink on the ground motionless, letting the veterans beat and curse
During their kicking, a piece of dust rose on the ground, covering Amu and the others in yellow smoke.
I don’t know how long it took, the veterans seemed to be a little satisfied, and then they gradually stopped revealing the dusty figures surrounded by the center.
Then someone next to him was waving a whip, rushing forward and lashing at the villagers again.
"Get up, get up, get up quickly~"
"You untouchables, let me go in."
"..."
Driven by the harsh curses and whips, the villagers hugged their heads, staggered to their feet from the ground, huddled together, and walked to the camp gate not far away.
It’s just that the road is not peaceful
The veterans still surrounded them and kept mocking them
From time to time, there will be veterans raising their feet extremely badly, tripping one of them, and then watching the others trip to the ground by that person, like a ground gourd, rolling to the ground on one side.
The veterans looked at them in embarrassment and kept laughing, and then watched the villagers earn their money after they got up from the ground, and then kicked their buttocks a few times at the back, like driving a group of lowly animals. Just drive them inside
All the feelings of Amu at this time have been numb, and even the anger in his heart has long been consumed in this torture and destruction. The blank in his mind is like an unconscious zombie.
At this moment, I can only do my best to protect my head, bend down, protect myself, and silently endure the foot that keeps kicking on his back moving with the crowd.
Finally, they stumbled through the camp gate, and were immediately stopped in front of a group of armored soldiers.
Surrounded by the soldiers, there is a general in gorgeous armor
His face is full of flesh, his face is covered with black beard, looks ugly and ferocious, his eyes are like copper bells, his left hand is pressed on the long sword at his waist, and his finger is wearing an emerald ring the size of a pigeon egg. , Shining in the sun
The general raised his eyelids and glanced at the villagers who were panicked like the little chicken cubs who saw an eagle with their hands holding their heads, his face could not help showing disgust.
He raised his hand and let out a sigh of relief on the ring, then took a silk handkerchief in his right hand and wiped the ring carefully.
A soldier next to him immediately stepped forward and yelled: "Keep down, be quiet."
"Squat down~"
"Squat down~"
"..."
The soldiers next to the general rushed into the crowd, shouting angrily while grabbing Amu and the villagers and pressing them down.
Those who don’t follow suit will be punched and kicked immediately, knocking them to the ground
They don’t care if the villagers are lying on their stomachs or squatting, as long as they wilt on the ground.
"It's really unlucky, how did I stand amongst these idiots in the Caribbean?" The general glanced around, his eyes full of pale and panic faces, he couldn't help but cursed in an angry manner, and said: "Fair, you old dog, I gave you so many gifts for nothing."
In the general's words, Fair is the head of the military command after the coup.
The crowd calmed down quickly, Amu and the others looked at the golden armored general in front of them with fear and trembling.
"You humble and ignorant group of spoilers, free and sloppy, idiotic and mentally retarded Caribbean puppies, just listen to me and this general just say it once"
The general spoke up with a black face and said: "I don't care what you were doing before, or how your former magistrates took care of you, but..."
"Here~" He stretched out his hand and pointed to the ground under his feet, and then continued: "This is the fourth division, it is my territory.
I will train you idiots into qualified soldiers in the shortest time."
"Anything that is unqualified," the general gave them a grim look, and said: "Of course, if you dare to escape, they will be your end."
With that, I pointed my finger to the side
Amu and the others looked at his fingers, and their faces were as earthy as they were scared.
I saw a row of dead bodies hanging on the gallows, with a noose around their necks, their necks twisted at a weird angle.
A few crows stayed on the gallows, staring with blood-red eyes, slyly looking at the corpse hanging on the rope, wanting to take a bite when people are unprepared.
The hanged corpse shook slightly on the gallows, the rope rubbed against the wooden frame, making a creaking sound
The voice was very clear into the ears, and everyone suddenly felt a chill from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.
The general was satisfied with their horrified expressions, which shows that his approach is effective-dealing with such dead people, especially the Caribbeans who have always refused to obey the king, should be strict
For a long time, he also looked down on the local officials in the Greater Caribbean Region, thinking that the guys were simply too weak, and they were too pampered and pampered with the dead people.
"If it was handed over to me, I would chop off a few more heads, the Caribbean would have been corrected long ago," the general said in his heart.
But think about it the other way around. It is the Iskander family, one of the seven royal clans, who have always occupied the ruling power of the Caribbean. Although his general has closed the door and flew into the sky, he is actually far behind others.
"Sooner or later I want you to look good~" The general thought of the later, and waved his hand with a sense of interest, and said to the soldiers behind him: "divide them."
After all, turn around and leave
Several officers came out from behind
They carried a stick in one hand and a roster in the other. They walked directly into the villagers, called a name, hit the stick on the back, and ordered "follow me".
Amu and a few of them walked into the barracks with a small officer. They circled the messy tents and were separated one by one. Finally, only Amu followed the small officer and came to the corner of the camp.
There are a few rudimentary tents here, the roofs are all tattered and next to the garbage dump, there is a disgusting pungent smell.
The little officer couldn't help covering his nose and mouth
The little officer turned his eyes and saw that Amu was still at the door. He immediately raised his leg, kicked Amu's and kicked him into the tent, then murmured a few curses, and turned away.
Amu lost his balance and plunged into the dimly lit tent. He fell a dog to chew on the mud and touched the wounds all over his body. He didn't even have the strength to get up because of pain.
In the tent, a few white cloths were laid on the ground as beds, and a few people in ordinary clothes lay silently on the cloth sheets.
They glanced at Amu stupidly, and then turned away, showing no expression on their faces.
After a while, a person who looked like forty or so got up from the ground, squatted beside Amu and pushed him, and said, "Did you die?"
Amu moaned weakly
"Making sin~" The man saw Amu's tender face, he couldn't help but sighed, dragged Amu up and placed it on a rag in the corner of the tent.
After a while, Ah Mu slowly recovered his anger, blinked, looked at the dark tent, and finally realized what it was, couldn’t help crying loudly.
A person next to him closed his eyes, cocked his legs, and muttered: "Save effort, it's useless"
The man pulled out a black and dirty bowl from the ground, with a gap exposed, scooped a half bowl of water from a wooden bucket without a handle, and lifted Amu to his mouth, saying: "Drink, Boy, what is your name"
"Amu, Amu, Alfie"
"My name is Sylvie, Sylvie, Pilard," Sylvie pointed to himself, referring to the people next to him, introducing them one by one: "That's Lamy, that's Anderson..."
After introducing all the people in the tent, Sylvie sat next to Amu and said, "Where are you from, lad?"
"Bo, from Birkding Village"
Sylvie recalled it, then shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it."
A person next to him said: "It's near Caribbean City, not a few miles from the city"
"Did they pull their troops to the Caribbean city?" Sylvie murmured and said, "Young man, what are you doing?"
Amu's tears came out again, and his eyes were red and said: "I am going to be a seaman in the city, so they tied me up, uncle, what do you do?"
"Me?" Sylvie pointed to himself, smiled bitterly, and said: "I am a country teacher, Lamy is a salesman, Anderson is a fishmonger..."
The people in this small tent are all the most ordinary people at the bottom of the Caribbean. They are engaged in various jobs and are generally older.
Sevier sighed and said, "My son was confiscated by them a few months ago, and now they are bringing me back. Only my pregnant daughter-in-law and my wife are left in the house. How can they live~"
Sevier’s words resonated with everyone, and everyone around him sighed at the same time.
They are the pillars of the family, doing a small business to lead the family through their lives, and now regardless of being conscripted to leave the family behind, what do they rely on for food and clothing?
"Damn Undead High Priest~" Rami slammed a fist to the ground, cursing.
Sevier rushed over to cover Lamy's mouth, and said in a panic: "Don't dare to say that what is heard will be hanged."
Lamy's face also showed a panic expression, and shook his head quickly
Amu wiped the tears from his face and said: "Then how do I get out of here?"
"Leave?" Anderson, who has been silent, sneered, and said: "Unless you die and become a corpse, don't want to leave."
Amu said in a daze: "However, my scary soldier said that the unqualified will be eliminated."
There is a hint of expectation in the words
Anderson turned over and did it, looking at Amu with a cold expression, and said gloomily: "The so-called elimination is death~"
Amu lost the broken bowl in his scared hand and looked at Anderson blankly
Sivir next to him shook his head bitterly
"When you enter this door, unless it's an expedition, you don't think about being able to leave alive" Anderson said: "Official officials are collusion between dead nobles and necromancers from the inland. yourself"
After that, Amuse shrank in the corner of the tent and stared blankly at the gloomy sky outside
I don’t know how long it took, there was a sound of "bang Bang" knocking on the wooden barrel outside the tent, and a rude voice shouted: "It’s cooking, get out of here."
A fat, chubby guy put a wooden bucket on the ground, and the dark brown water in the bucket spilled all over the floor.
Sevier and the others immediately got up, found their broken bowls and ran out of the tent quickly, scrambled to squeeze together, put their bowls into the wooden barrel and scooped a bowl of water
Then I took out a dark thing from the next basket, squatted on the ground and chewed.
Sevier saw A Mu who was shrinking there like a wooden man, then looked at his rice bowl, sighed and brought him in front of A Mu, touched him and said: "Eat, you will have strength after eating."
Amu lowered his head and glanced, there were a few blades of grass floating in the blackened water, and there was a strange smell in the bowl.
In his other hand, Sivir has a black stone-like bread. I don’t know what kind of bread it is made of, exposing large pieces of grass-like particles.
Amu looked nauseous, retching a few times in his throat, shook his head, and said, "I can't eat it."
Although Amu and his mother live in poverty, they can guarantee two meals of congee and a few pieces of coarse bread every day. They have never seen such disgusting food.
Anderson glanced at him and said, "You don't even have this thing if you don't eat it."
Amu said in disbelief, "Just eat this as a soldier?"
"Whoever made things detained by the head of the division" Anderson brought the bowl to Amu's side and whispered: "I heard that the food cost for us every day is fifteen copper coins. Ten copper pipes were buckled and half of the logistic ones were taken away. The guys have to take some of them back to us, leaving only two meals a day for swill."
Rami snorted a few bites and ate up his own meal, even sticking out his tongue to fill the soup bowl, reluctantly put down the rice bowl, and said: "You really should go and see what the officials eat. Yesterday I swept the floor of the pig head team leader, and saw that he actually ate four dishes, white bread with it, and a bottle of wine
All the things we should eat have entered the stomachs of those dog officials. Do you want me to kill him?
I'm pooh~"
Anderson looked at the crowd outside, his expression was fierce, and he whispered: "When I get on the battlefield, I will stab him in the back."
Silviers nibbled the bread with a gentle mouth, and said vaguely: "I'll live until that day."
Suddenly, there was a drum horn outside. Then the officer who led Amu appeared at the door of the tent, kicked over the soup bucket at the door, with a gloomy face, and cursed: "Untouchables, get me up and gather for training in the school. Quick, quick, quick"
Sevier and the others rushed out of the tent and ran out quickly
Only Amu sat on the spot stupidly, looking at the officer blankly
"Asshole~" The officer yelled, and walked up to kick the soup bowl on the ground. The spilled soup splashed Amu all over, and Amu was shocked, as if he was awake, staring in horror. 'S officer
The officer picked up a wooden stick and hit Amu with his head and face, and said: "Slacker, slacker, get me up and climb out."
Amu screamed like he was frightened, rolled on the ground to dodge the officer’s stick, and ran to the door.
"Yes, that's it." The officer watched his embarrassed look behind his back and laughed, catching up and kicking Amu's puckered butt.
On the school field outside the camp, thousands of soldiers gathered here scattered, running amid the brutal curses of the officers
At the end, there are a group of open-chested bosses, as long as they are left behind, they will surround him and give him a severe lesson, and then push him back into the team.
The commander of the Caribbean Fourth Division looked at the soldiers like refugees on the high platform, and couldn’t help cursing Fair, who was collecting money and doing nothing.
"Rely on this group of idiots, how can I make meritorious deeds?" The commander cursed secretly, beckoning to the officer standing behind him, and said: "Give me a few more and let this group of untouchables see."
"Yes~" The officer led away
At this time, a man wrapped in black beckoned to the leader from the audience
Commander’s eyes lit up~EbookFREE.me~ Quickly walked down the stage, pulled the man in black to the corner, and asked nervously: "Are you all ready?"
The black-clothed urn said angrily: "I'm all ready, I'll do it in these two days, I hope the adults will keep their promises and let the brothers hide here after the event is completed. People there dare not come to your turf to be presumptuous."
The commander smiled sullenly, looked to the north, nodded and said: "It is easy to say that you are the celebrity in front of the Prime Minister. We are all on the same boat."
The dark man smiled, leaning to the commander's ear, and said: "As long as you get..., you will definitely lose your share of your share. I heard that their family is buying and selling poisonous wolf fruit, but they made a big deal."
The commander had a greedy expression on his face. For the job of the commander of the team of editors, he had run out of wealth and made a round of up and down, and finally got it.
Isn’t buying an official just to get promoted and make money? I can only save a few small dollars by relying on the blood of the soldiers, and I am worried that I have no money to send up, and I can’t continue to climb up.
His eyes have long been fixed on the big financial resources to be continued)