"Captain, there's something going on..." A member of the mine protection team ran over and whispered a few words in the ear of the captain of the mine protection team.
It turned out that the more than sixty carriages that came this time almost occupied the open space inside the gate, and there were even several carriages blocking the outside of the gate, making it impossible to even close the gate. There were also groups of carriages inside the gate, and it was impossible to close the gate. These people were still squeezing in, almost completely blocking the entire perimeter of the camp. Normally this would be a trivial matter, but at this time, it is obviously a bit dangerous.
The mine protection team turned around and glanced sideways at the leader of the convoy, took two puffs of cigarettes, raised their heads slightly, and said, "Let the last twenty carriages exit, close the door, and wait for the ones inside to be unloaded before letting the outside in. "He won't be too relaxed just because he got along well with the team leader during this period, smoked some cigarettes from the other person, and occasionally carried a few packs of cigarettes on him. To be the captain of this group of mine protection team members, in addition to meeting the mine owner's requirements, he must also have a heart that never relaxes.
Only when he is the captain can he enjoy all this openly. If one day he loses this position due to his fault, maybe those who give him cigarettes and those who have said good things to him will turn around as soon as they turn around. No matter how valuable something is, it is not as important as one's own mission and responsibility. This is the "experience" of the captain of the mine protection team.
The leader's expression remained unchanged, and he actively shouted to the grooms to turn their horses as quickly as possible and drive the carriage out.
After conducting the command for a while, the team leader suddenly said: "Sir, I have a younger brother who has gone to school for several years, knows how to read, and can also calculate some simple numbers. He wants to find a job...", before he finished speaking, The captain of the mine protection team knew what he meant.
The mining area is far away from the city, and the work here is also dangerous, but overall it is quite acceptable. Not to mention the higher wages than in the factory, the mining company pays for food and drink, and there are no strict restrictions on personal freedom. As long as you can endure the loneliness, you can make more money working here than elsewhere. Make a lot more money. This is also one of the reasons why many gold diggers end up working as mine protection teams. They are unwilling to take greater risks to pursue profits that may never come to them in their lifetime, and choose a relatively stable life.
Some well-connected families in the west will find ways to stuff their children or relatives into the mining areas. In Western terms, even going out to relatives’ homes is full of risks. What is the risk in the mining areas
The captain of the mine protection team turned around and took a few steps back, followed closely by the team leader. He had done a lot of such things. Anyway, he was only responsible for recommendations. Specific management issues were not his responsibility, and even if the other party came, You may not be able to do it for a long time. The two left the central area inside the gate and walked aside. "How old is your brother? Can he do heavy work? The work in the living area is not easy. If he can't endure hardship, it is best to let him find a life elsewhere."
The living area is just a general term. In fact, the ore will enter the living area after the slaves push it out of the mine. The employees here need to crush and sort the ore. The workload is not small and the life is not easy. . Those ores often weigh more than ten or dozens of pounds. Their job is to throw the ores into a crusher for crushing, and then sort out the parts containing minerals. The repeatability is very high.
Highly repetitive work can easily lead to fatigue and boredom. People often ask to take a vacation or resign. This is nothing new.
"My brother is in good health and can endure hardships. He has to do something for himself, right? Don't worry, his parents asked me to hand over some things to you as a reward for your help...", the team leader When they were talking, the two of them had already reached the edge of the canyon cliff. This place was not far from the gate, but it was also a blind spot in terms of perspective. It was difficult to notice the situation here without paying special attention.
With the convoy leader's verbal inducement and the movement of his arm pumping, the captain of the mine protection team looked at his hand that had been in his pocket. His arm twitched very slowly and was a little rickety, which made the captain of the mine protection team lower his head slightly. This is a human instinct and has nothing to do with his psychological changes.
The next second, a dagger was pulled out directly from the pocket of the team leader at a speed that was different from the slow motion before. At the same time, he put an arm on the shoulder of the leader of the mine protection team and put the dagger in the opponent's frightened short position. Within a second, it was sent into the throat of the captain of the mine protection team. At this time, he also hugged the neck of the captain of the mine protection team tightly, and supported the arm of the captain of the mine protection team with his other hand. After a brief struggle, everything calmed down.
The leader of the convoy behaved like a good friend of the captain of the mine protection team. The two of them stood arm-in-arm in the corner with their backs to the entire camp talking quietly. Even if someone's eyes glanced here at this time, it would not be wrong. Much attention. Their attention was focused on those girls, so how could they care about what their captain was doing
These people aren't paying attention to what their team captains and team principals are doing, but someone is paying attention to what's going on here. When the team leader took out a hand and made a gesture of action, the noisy gate seemed to be quiet for a moment. This moment was so short that no one seemed to notice the difference in this moment.
Twenty girls got off the carriage, and the members of the mine protection team rushed to lead these girls to the living area. In their eyes, these girls attracted their attention more than gold, and they all wanted to be like animals right away. Something worse is coming. These girls all wore cloaks and lowered their heads so that the mine protection team members could not see their faces. The less visible I am, the more itchy my heart becomes, and the more I want to get closer to these girls who smell good.
Although the living conditions here are pretty good, there are not many women. It is said that people at the stables will report from time to time that the mare has been violated. Some people saw that the captain and the leader were still talking, so they secretly left their posts and followed the girls into the living area. In fact, they knew very well that these girls were all skilled girls. , they appear here to use their extraordinary and superb technology to solve the expansion problem that has been plaguing them.
Tourt's nephew specially tidied up twenty separate rooms. As soon as these girls entered the room, some impatient guys rushed in while unbuckling their belts...
Outside, a carriage that was turning around suddenly stopped. This made the surrounding carriages unable to continue to turn around. The carriage driver shouted loudly, "The wheels of this carriage are broken. Can anyone help?" Come and help me? Otherwise we can't continue to turn the car!" He pointed at the wheel behind him, which was separated from the frame and tilted to the side, unable to continue turning. There were some slaves around, but the crowded scene meant that it would take some time for the slaves to come over. Some people looked at the captain of the mine protection team who was standing in the corner with the convoy leader. He waved his hand and said nothing.
The nearby mine protection team members who had been supervising the carriage drivers with guns in their hands looked at each other, hung their guns on their shoulders, and walked together to stand next to the car and tried hard to lift the carriage. But the carriage filled with wheat kernels weighs at least two or three tons. How can a dozen people lift it? In addition to the carriage driver, they also called several members of the mine protection team closest to them to come over and work together to lift the carriage slightly.
One of the guys, with a red face and thick neck and veins on his forehead, shouted loudly and quickly: "Quick, quick, get something to hold the car..."
At this time, a carriage driver outside the gate suddenly picked up a flag from the carriage and waved it. Suddenly, thunderous horseshoes sounded outside the canyon, and all the members of the mine protection team were struck by the continuous horseshoes. Attracted by the sound, he ran up the high wall. At this moment, when they focused all their attention on the outside of the canyon, the dozen or so mine protection team members had their heads smashed by hammers silently and collapsed on the ground.
As soon as the gunfire rang out, the whole canyon was filled with gunfire. The members of the mine protection team who were responsible for monitoring the mine had not had time to rush out of the mine before they were killed by slaves holding pistols in the mine.
The cry of killing instantly echoed throughout the canyon!
This was a killing that was coordinated internally and externally, a killing that was prepared versus unprepared. From the moment the killing started, the mine protection team members in the canyon were destined to be attacked from both inside and outside. The death of the captain of the mine protection team made this group of people fly around like headless flies. They had no idea what they should do to save this sudden attack.
Some people shot out from the high wall, some rushed to the gate but were shot to death by the groom who suddenly turned against him, and dozens of guys disappeared into the camp inexplicably.
The whole camp was in chaos. Not only did they have to guard against the horse bandits who were about to rush outside the gate, they also had to guard against attacks from slaves.
At about four o'clock in the afternoon that day, an announcement shocked the entire West through the radio waves.
The Brewer Mine was completely destroyed by the attack organized by the Freedom Front. All members of the mine protection team were completely wiped out, and Tourt's nephew was captured alive. Leaders of the Freedom Front declared that all slaves in the Brewer's Bay mines would be freed and that anyone who dared to hurt, imprison, or abuse slaves in the West would be their enemy.
The Brewer Mine may be the first mining area to be completely captured, but it will definitely not be the last!
At around seven o'clock in the evening, Henry, the second son of the steel tycoon, contacted the Minister of Defense by phone. Then a phone call from the imperial capital changed the situation in the west.
(End of chapter)