From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 523 Treatment of Prisoners

   Choga took a total of 13 prisoners in the extrajudicial camp...

   There are only 5 people left in the ghost mercenary group, and the rest are mercenaries from Walker Mining Company.

  The combat quality of this group of people is definitely sufficient. With just a few dozen people, they played hide-and-seek with Fawai in the jungle for nearly a month.

  Later, they teamed up with the local guerrillas who were driven into the jungle, causing a lot of casualties to the outsiders and the blue hats.

  The only meaning they have for Choga is to act as human beings, and to 'sanction' them fiercely, so that those mercenaries who want to come to Sangha Town to do business in the future will be more considerate.

  The boss of the 'Ghost Mercenaries' is Calvin Ramsey, codenamed 'Jupiter'.

  As soon as you hear the code name, you know that this guy is a bad fart, because 'Jupiter' is the legendary king of the gods, Zeus. This **** man must have a lot of iron and a lot of **** to dare to act under this nickname?

   This is equivalent to a short mule giving himself the nickname "Second Master Guan" on his back with an open-eyed Guan Gong on his back. If his life is not hard enough, he will die soon.

  Choga has no penchant for mistreating prisoners, so he brought them back to the base, and first changed them into clean prison uniforms.

  When those guys thought they could temporarily escape the endless interrogation, they were sent one by one into a 'court' with a green screen.

  Birus, the tribal elder, wore a large black robe and held an old wooden hammer in his hand. He sat in front of a desk and acted as the supreme judge of the Sangha town.

   Before a few unlucky ghosts could figure out what happened, the defense lawyer who had been arranged pleaded guilty, and was sentenced to life imprisonment by the judge.

   The loudspeakers at the four corners of the "court" kept applauding. Choga, who was in the command room, watched Tony use the software to turn the green screen in the "court" into a formal court with no seats.

  It’s like making a movie. It’s funny to stand on the set, but after the post-production is completed, it’s as if it’s real.

  Although after every unlucky ghost was judged, the people behind them applauded and celebrated in a rhythm, but no one would feel sorry for these mercenaries who did all kinds of evil.

  If you want to question the majesty of Central African judges, you can come here to file a lawsuit. The judges here will let you know how fast a "quick trial" can be!

  'Jupiter' sneered at what Boss Joe had come up with. He believed that as long as his friend came here with enough money, he could be redeemed after the limelight passed.

   'Prison'?

  'Jupiter' believes that a real master who has fought half his life in the world will not be rotten in prison.

  His own value determines that as long as he is willing to "surrender completely", he can find another boss and regain his freedom, especially in the place of Afika.

  The most important thing is that he has done black work for many people. If those people have no way to kill him, then they have to find a way to get him out, otherwise an unscrupulous mercenary will say a lot of irrational things.

   But this time 'Jupiter' was wrong. After they accepted the 'trial', they were quickly sent to a large cell.

'Needle' and 'Smoking Gun' who were captured before were taking a nap in the cell, seeing 'Jupiter' was also captured, 'Smoking Gun' laughed and said: "Jupiter, you **** There is also today."

'Jupiter' tidied up his clean prison uniforms, and even smiled politely at the P.B soldiers who escorted them, and then walked into the cell and said to the haggard 'Smoke Gun': "We lost , so surrender!

  I think P·B's jackals are fairly disciplined, and we should get a chance to go out soon. "

   Said 'Jupiter' frowned and looked at the mocking 'Smoke Gun', and said: "Why do you look at me like this, they didn't kill us, it must be because we are valuable.

  Put a bunch of mercenaries in prison, but it doesn't reflect the value! "

  'Smoking Gun' seemed to have heard a very funny joke, he grinned and said: "Do you think they keep us alive because they want us to help them fight?

  Jupiter, how did you survive so naively? "

  'Jupiter' frowned and said, "Then what's the point of them imprisoning us? Could it be that they want to pry some news out of our mouths?"

   "You? Message P·B? ​​You're wrong!"

  'Smoking Gun' said with a wry smile: "But don't worry, you will soon know that P·B doesn't support idlers..."

'Jupiter' had a bad feeling, he sat next to 'Smoke Gun', glanced at 'Needle' who had been sleeping, then frowned and said: "What do you mean? P·B will abuse prisoners ?”

  'Smoking Gun' smiled wryly and shook his head and said: "No, prisoners will not be beaten here, but we need to work to earn money if we want to eat.

  The hourly wage here is one dollar, and the performance appraisal is very strict.

  Based on my experience for so many days, if you want to eat enough, you need at least 12 dollars a day. "

  Speaking of 'Smoking Gun', he pointed to the 'Needle Tube' lying on his side on the bed and snoring, and said, "You think 'Needle Tube' doesn't want to meet you? No, he is tired!"

  'Jupiter' heard the inconceivable and said: "We need to earn money to eat when we are in jail?"

"yes!"

  'Jupiter' felt that he was going crazy, and there was nothing like this in the concentration camp. When did the prisoners have to pay for their own meals?

  He said a little incredulously: "For a job that pays one dollar an hour, we need to work 12 hours a day to get enough to eat?"

  'Smoke Gun' nodded gloatingly and said, "If you have a normal appetite, you can eat less.

  However, I don't recommend eating less for a long time, because you will need a lot of energy to support you to complete your work.

  The performance appraisal here is very abnormal, and money will be deducted. You definitely don’t want your hard-earned food expenses to be deducted. "

Speaking of 'Smoking Gun', he looked tired and turned around and raised his middle finger, signaling to himself not to disturb his resting 'needle'. This guy graciously helped 'needle' tuck the corner of the quilt, and then said proudly: "Trust 'needle' Blessings, I am now working in the hospital in Sangha Town.

  Although it is a bit dirty and prone to infectious diseases, the heavy work is not too much, but you..."

   While ‘Smoke Gun’ was speaking, a group of P.B soldiers walked to the door of the cell with neat steps.

  A little black knocked on the door of the cell and said, "It's time, come here and get ready, I'll take you to the hospital."

The 'needle' sat up like a conditioned reflex, sat on the edge of the bed with a numb expression and brewed for a few seconds, and then, like a tired overtime dog tortured by overtime, he struggled to stand up and walked to the door, turning his back on his own initiative behind...

  When Xiao Hei put the shackles on him, he said helplessly: "Can you remove the weight of the shackles? I still have three operations in the afternoon. If this continues, my hands will be useless."

   Seeing Xiao Hei's dissatisfied face, 'Smoke Gun' felt like running over and said: "I'll come, I'll come, the weight is on me.

  Anyway, the handcuffs have to be removed in the hospital, so let him relax.

   This guy has done 163 orthopedic surgeries in the past month, and he does the heavy lifting of fixing bones.

  Give me the counterweight, and hanging two iron **** will not prevent me from being a hospital cleaner.

  Don’t worry, we will never run away. Recently, Needle and I have saved 25 yuan, and we can have a day off in a week at most. Then we will treat you to something good..."

  Xiao Hei nodded humanely and said, "Yes, but you have to be honest. Yesterday the hospital lost a bottle of glucose. If the same thing happens again, you have to go to work in the mine."

  'Smoke Gun' glanced at the pale 'Needle' in distress, then leaned over to Xiao Hei, and said: "We know, let's go.

  There are too many people in the cell now, so we can’t take a good rest. We won’t be back at noon tomorrow. Can we bring food? "

  Xiao Hei nodded and said: "No problem, prepare a lunch box, just buy a little more for breakfast and take it with you."

'Jupiter' watched the 'pig' and 'needle' being taken away, he looked at a P·B Xiaohei standing at the door, and said: "We don't work, since we have been judged, we need reasonable Treatment of prisoners."

'Jupiter' was trying to test Xiao Hei's attitude, but what he didn't expect was that Xiao Hei didn't make things difficult for them. He closed the door of the cell with a bang, and then took a stick from the side. Fire hydrant…

  Drenched their beds under the surprised expression of 'Jupiter', and then closed the flush valve of the urinal in the cell, the little black turned around and left with a smile.

  People in P·B are not willing to do the work of guarding prisoners. This group of personnel has a lot of nonsense and trouble, and it hurts to beat their own hands, which is completely unnecessary.

   I saw a lot of 'tough guys', and the 'smoking gun' and 'needle tube' that I left just now were also very hard at the beginning, but they took it after only a week.

   The little blacks have no other means, just follow Thompson's explanation, let them be hungry while not making them comfortable.

  The wet bed, the wet floor, the urinal that leaks excrement and urine at any time, the hunger that can't be entangled after two days...

  When you only need to work honestly, you can get a clean environment and delicious food in exchange, no one can resist such conditions.

  The "bison" who was first captured is now working in the mine, working harder than the locals, because he found that his salary is actually higher than the locals.

  Although the outrageous prices for prisoners in the P.B cafeteria will quickly consume the 'high salary', this consumption is also wearing down the prisoners' will to resist.

   Try not to abuse prisoners physically and psychologically, but step on the bottom line of prisoners’ psychology, use high-intensity labor to break down their will to fight, and slowly turn them into labor machines.

  Human beings are so scary!

  Humans who have studied psychology are the best among them!

  'Iceman' is now sitting in a small ward next to the cell, playing chess with Jack Heinz.

  Jack Heinz has recovered from his leg injury after a period of recuperation.

   Over the past month or so, Jack ate food with delicious color and fragrance every day, but he could only look at his two buddies, "Smoking Gun" and "Needle", tortured by work.

  That feeling is worse than letting him eat shit!

Seeing the 'Iceman' checkmate himself with a smile, Jack pushed the chessboard away, got out of bed and wandered around the ward a few times like a restless beast, and finally said: "My leg injury is already healed, let go I'm going, I'm going to kill that Harold..."

   While talking, Jack looked at the 'Iceman' and said coldly: "Is your promise still valid?"

  'Iceman' checked the pieces, nodded with a smile and said, "Have you ever seen P·B's lie?

   Go kill Harold, and the bong and needle will be free! "

   Said 'Iceman' patted his head, and said: "But because of your injury, we lost a little time, and we lost Harold. He has gone to Eastern Europe now, and we don't know where he is.

  You need to figure it out yourself! "

  Jack listened, and after being silent for a while, he said: "I have my own way, you just need to fulfill my promise after I succeed!"

  (end of this chapter)