wasteland ranch

Chapter 231
Although it was said that the selection of the remaining ten people in the arena would end, many people still couldn't hold back, and the soldiers who maintained order did not enter the arena rashly to pull them away, which led to them fighting red-eyed for a long time until they found Only a few people left will stop.

The results of the first round came out. There were 5000 gladiatorial enclosures, 600 people participated, and only [-] out of [-] were selected. Only more than [-] people persisted until the end.

But this was not the final result. Soldiers came in to check, and all those who were crippled and incurable were thrown out. As a result, only 430 people had the last laugh.

And this is also an order from Wang Bing.

"If you can't see the situation clearly during the battle, don't know the purpose of the battle, and don't know how to protect yourself, they are all fools and fools, and they will become rat shit that corrupts the combat discipline. We must give them such a punishment. class!"

He said so, and he did so.

But he still did not give up. Those who persisted to the end, although they lost their qualifications due to disability, still received three days of food compensation, and soldiers could help them take care of them.Individuals performed bravely and were affirmed by the squad leader. As long as they are not disabled and unable to move, they can still regain their qualifications.

They can't do soldiers and labor, but it's still possible to train them to be a small leader.

"The two winners of the first round, 430, please go to the city gate to rest temporarily and receive three months of food rewards!"

A hundred squad leaders lead the winner to the city gate, where a thousand soldiers are waiting in full battle,
With a babble, the gate of the city opened, and a group of leaders pushed out the hot porridge carts, and suddenly a charming fragrance of porridge filled the air.

"Whoever approaches, kill! Kill! Kill!"

A shocking roar resounded through the sky, and more than 100 flaming oil bombs detonated in an open space, immediately scaring away those refugees who wanted to take advantage of the chaos.

"If you want to eat porridge, go to fight!" the soldier shouted.

Seeing that those who won the battle not only received three months of food, but also could drink hot rice porridge right away, the onlookers stopped hesitating and rushed to line up in front of the fence.

"I'm the first to sign up, hurry up!"

"When does it start! I want to drink porridge!"

"Master, why don't you come join in the fun? I'm afraid you will be beaten to death!"

"How dare you?! Shit, who jumped in line! Is there any moral left!"

"Ah San, don't line up here, there are too many fierce people here, go to field 43, they are all half-grown dolls!"

"Really?"

"That's still false, hurry up, we two brothers will fight side by side later! Put your eyes in and I'll kick the eggs and smash them!"

"I rub, so ruthless, brother, add me, I will fuck!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Go, go!"

……

The 5000 people in the second round were quickly seated. This time, due to the stimulation of the previous winners, the battle ended faster, and it was settled in 5 minutes.

In view of the lessons learned from the past, they have learned a little bit this time, and when there are only a dozen people left, they will reach a tacit understanding and unite to kill the wounded and those who don't fit in until there are only ten people left.

Therefore, at the end of the second round, there were more than 900 people who passed the test, and more than 800 people who removed the disabled, joined the ranks of eating porridge in unison.

Originally, according to Gui Xingchao's original estimate, out of 10 people, about 8 people will participate in this wrestling, and the rest will timidly avoid the battle, but he still underestimated the power of porridge fragrance.

Although it was clearly stated that after the duel, even those who did not participate in the duel would be given a bowl of farewell porridge, but they obviously did not hold back, or wanted to try their luck, almost everyone signed up.

What they think is: if they pass, it will be three months of food, not a bowl of gruel!
If you are lucky enough to accidentally enter Hope City, it will be a long-term meal ticket!

But they didn't see the crippled wailing and waiting to die by the side of the road, nor did they see the mounded corpses piled up in a corner.

Or maybe they just pretended not to see it...

Since Wang Bing did not limit the number of registrations, and there were no registered applicants at all, those who had been eliminated before continued to register for the challenge unconvinced, and some even participated four or five times in a daze until they passed the test , but more people were maimed or turned into cold corpses.

When the 10-person gladiatorial fight that lasted for 2 rounds ended, the number of people who passed the test finally reached about [-] people, which was just in line with the ratio that Gui Xingchao originally envisioned.

Ten thousand people were disabled in the duel, and even more died——

More than [-] people died here!

The reason for the high death toll is simple:
In a situation where only the winner has hope of life, and the loser is doomed to die, the only thing that can save them is their own pair of fists and their rotten life!
No amount of rules can stop their desperate determination.

And desperate, is to die!
Among the disabled people, except for a few who were lucky enough to be confirmed by the squad leader, the others were basically sentenced to death.

Therefore, 10 of these 4 people were incorporated, and a total of [-] died and disabled people were waiting to die. The remaining [-] people will be expelled from Hope City.

Pots of porridge carts were pushed outside, and those who lost their qualifications could only silently cover their wounds, breathe, and slowly taste the hot porridge in their bowls.

It may very well be their last meal.

Of course they are not convinced, but they cannot but be convinced.

Those who wanted to make trouble had already piled up with the losers who had been beaten to death. Just now, a group of soldiers came to recruit them with a bowl of porridge to dig a corpse pit.

A huge mass grave.

After finishing this bowl of porridge, they had to immediately leave Hope City ten kilometers away. It was said that someone showed them a way: a radiation hole five hundred kilometers away.

They knew it was a dead end, but they had no choice.

Go, you can live for two or three years longer, if you don't go, you will be beaten to death immediately, and going to other places is nothing more than starving to death and dying of thirst. .

"It's a pity, if we have enough time, we can eat all these 10 people!" Wang Bing shook his head looking at the refugees who were slowly leaving after being scolded by the soldiers.

Those territories had already screened the members who joined, and the people who were abandoned by them were only a small part of the old, weak, sick and disabled.Most of them are able-bodied youths who were exiled because they were not appreciated by the original lord for one reason or another.

Wang Bing, who has a military background, is most afraid of these so-called thorns.What's more, they are just thorns in other people's territories, and their standards are different from Hope City.

Maybe they just can't understand the behavior of those lords. With a little training, they can definitely become a group of fierce soldiers!
but……

Looking at the remaining 2 people, Wang Bing suddenly had a new idea.

(End of this chapter)