Chapter 3276: Prisoner of War Camp 2

In the fourth prison of the Saharan Arab Democratic Republic, Panther Gure sits in a very simple cell. It is said that the prison is just a shabby shack nailed with iron bars. The sun shines on the iron roof and the temperature inside the shack is extremely high.
He looked up at the sky outside and continued to sit on the ground. A captured mercenary under the Black Panther Gulei approached him and whispered, "General, I have seen the surrounding terrain, and their defenses are not very strict."
Black Panther Goulei turned to look at him. General is his previous military rank in his own country, when he was the royal heir in exile. The mercenaries who call him now basically have been with him for more than ten years. Black Panther Gulei shook his head, "It's useless. Even if we can break through the barbed wire fence of this prison, we can't get far. In fact, these prisons and the barbed wire fence outside are simply furnishings. We really want to go. It’s hard to stop us, but we can’t escape. Unless, we’re a camel. But even a camel can’t get out of this big desert.

"But General, if we don’t leave, we won’t be able to stay here for long. Yesterday someone died again. It was a guy who had been arrested for more than six months. In only half a year, he was tossed here to the point that there is nothing left. Skinny and weighs less than a hundred catties. I heard that this is commonplace, and we may not be able to hold on here for long." The mercenary gritted his teeth.
"Yeah. It won't last long, but when we enter the desert outside, we may not be able to survive for three days." Black Panther Gulei whispered, "Be patient, we are not just the few people now. Silver Wolf Club Try to get us out."
"But I heard that these Polisario Front people refused to negotiate with Silver Wolf. They didn't even give the Silver Wolf Michelle's face. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to leave here." The mercenary lowered his voice.
Black Panther Gulei sneered, "Reject Silver Wolf? These guys are really crazy. If they say a few soft words and send us out of the country immediately. Maybe there is still room for mediation on this matter, and they dare to reject Silver Wolf directly. Who do they think Michelle the Silver Wolf is?! Is that the one who allows others to refuse? It's almost death.
"General, what do you mean? Silver Wolf might send someone to rescue us?" The mercenary whispered.
"It's not possible. The rescue team may already be on the road." Black Panther Gulei sneered. "Don't mess with anyone these days. Be smart and be prepared in secret. We will be rescued at any time."
A guard stepped up and kicked Black Panther Gulei, "No private conversations allowed."
The mercenary around Black Panther Goulei was furious, "You give me a little respect, you know who this is? Even your leader has to be polite when he meets our general!"
The prison guard laughed, "Really, do you want us to arrange a separate cell for him and entertain him with a roasted camel every day?" After he said that, he raised his foot and knocked the mercenary to the ground. The guard put a smile away and said fiercely, "There is only one rule here. You have to obey whatever I say. Otherwise, you will be dragged out and whipped until you understand the rules."
Black Panther Goulei reached out his hand and made a quiet gesture to the mercenary, then turned and nodded, "I understand, follow your rules."
The guard just let them go, slammed the whip in his hand and shouted to the other prisoners of war, "Get up all, go outside and gather!"
Black Panther Goulei and other prisoners of war were driven to the open space outside, and the guards waved the whip in their hands and beat the prisoners who were slower. "Stand up all for me. It is estimated that there will be strong winds and sandstorms in the past few days. You all have to work! Strengthen the cell and guard area. All tasks are divided. If anyone dares to be lazy and fails to complete their tasks, they will be punished. The punishment of fasting for a day. Only those who have completed the work have food and water..."
These prisoners of war were forced to work in the violent sunlight. Heibao Gulei and others were tasked with nailing down wooden stakes on the sand and strengthening the surrounding wire fence. All work is done under supervision. Rows of armed guards formed a circle watching them work.
Black Panther Goulei asked a prisoner of war around him as he worked, "Is it often like this here?"
"You said the guards beat people? They don't care about any international conventions. Even they themselves are not recognized internationally. Do you still expect them to abide by the international conventions and treat prisoners kindly?" A prisoner of war whispered, "We are prisoners. These guards do not kill. It's because they are afraid of being held accountable. But corporal punishment and starvation are common things, just get used to it."
"I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about sandstorms." Black Panther Gulei whispered, "Are there often sandstorms here?"
"Often a few months ago, most of the prisons were blown apart, and a dozen people were buried in the sand. They were dug out from the sand after the sandstorm ended. That time, the wire was more than three meters high. Only a small part of the fence was exposed, and two-thirds of it was buried under the sand. Even the guards died several times. That's why this rule was established to strengthen the cell and guard area regularly, especially when the sandstorm came. Time." The prisoner of war whispered.
Black Panther Gulei's mercenaries whispered, "Couldn't anyone take the opportunity to escape?"
"Escape? Staying in the prison here, there are many people buried. Do you want to try to escape?" The prisoner of war smiled bitterly, "They are not afraid of us running, because they also know that we can't escape. Go and die faster."
Black Panther Gulei tied the reinforced wire fence without making a sound, while whispering to the mercenary beside him, "Look for a chance to get tools."
"General." The mercenary whispered, "All tools will be counted after the work is over. It is difficult for us to get the tools without attracting attention, especially when the work is over, they may also search."
"They mainly check shovel and pickaxe, which may be used as weapons. I don't care about gadgets. I only need a vise for cutting wire and a length of wire long enough. There is also Do some tricks on the wire fence." Black Panther Gulei whispered.
"General, what the is going on?" the mercenary asked him in a low voice, "Did you decide to escape from prison?"
"It's not that I decided to escape, but that the rescue team is likely to take this opportunity to act and rescue us." Black Panther Gulei whispered. "I need a vise to cut the barbed wire and use the longer wire for self-defense. Once the rescue team moves, these guards are likely to take us as hostages. I don't want to lose the opportunity to escape because of this. I understand. Huh? Even if there is a rescue team, we have to rely on ourselves."