"What are you still standing?" Winters raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's go!"

Samujin stood up, patted Ivan on the shoulder, and sent the latter outside the door, saying to the latter: "The absolution will be officially announced tomorrow, and there will be a carriage to take you back to Revodan."

Ivan nodded gratefully.

"Go." Sa Mujin waved his hand: "Get clean up."

Winters watched Samujin go out and come back. Although his expression was calm, his mood was a little turbulent. It was not for the prisoner, but for Samujin.

Samujin Sopkin was his old subordinate of Wolf Town, and he was one of his most trusted and capable subordinates. When he had only a few more than thirty people, Samujin was already the chief of the tenth husband, one of the three chiefs he had selected early.

The other two tenth-man commanders are Wahika and Tamas, who are now the first company commander of the Iron Peak County Infantry Regiment.

If Samujin also went to Revodan, the position of the first company commander should be his. But at that time, there were a large number of prisoners in Wolf Town that needed control, and Samujin was the only person with this ability, and he was also responsible for managing prisoners.

So Samujin stayed in Wolf Town, and he missed the Battle of Revodan, the Battle of Hammer Castle, and the reorganization of the troops.

Winters felt guilty about Samujin.

He had a lot of things to do when he returned to Wolf Town. At first, he found the brick-burning bricklayer, and the motivation of the Xiaoping brothers fell to a secondary position.

He wanted to come and see Bud, he wanted to abduct Kaman, he wanted to publicly trial Da Benting in Wolf Town, he wanted to talk to Ronald and others... and he wanted to bring Samujin to Revodan.

"I have seen such things too many times." Samujin walked back with a chuckle: "Everyone in the village knows that if a couple goes up to persuade him to fight, they will be scolded by both of them. You actually don't have to talk to Ivan's wife at all. Since that woman is asking you for petition, she deserves it if she is beaten to death."

"She just needs to stop blocking the door." Winters smiled bitterly: "I have to climb over the wall every day when I block the gate."

Samujin laughed.

Winters looked at Samujin and sighed: "You can still produce output by using dozens of people to manage hundreds of people. You manage this labor camp really well... It's better than I imagined."

"Doing random things, just don't blame me." Samujin scratched his hair embarrassedly: "I have had a headache recently, and I don't know what to do."

"What?"

"There are too many people." Samujin pointed to the prison area and said helplessly: "Some people have already started to form cliques - Rewodan people, Beiba Town and Nanba Town. I just fought once last week, and I wondered if I had let them eat too much!"

"If you can touch this, it means you are better than all company commanders." Winters was no longer satisfied, but was surprised. He wanted to mention Samujin: "I remember something I didn't understand before, but now I can see a little bit of it. Do you know the dock of Hailan?"

Winters tells the story of the competition, struggle and struggle between the Monta, Vanne and Palatus on the Sea Blue Pier.

Samujin listened carefully and asked back: "What do you mean is that the dock workers and the more advanced people deliberately divide them into three groups and ask them to fight each other? So I should also..."

Winters turned over the paper and drew a triangle on the back: "It's not necessarily 'deliberate', but more likely 'leniency'. The customs did not want to directly manage all dock workers, nor did he want to see dock workers joining in groups. So gangs and associations filled the space."

As he said that, Winters divided the triangle into three layers, writing about Shanghai Pass, Gangs and Dockworkers respectively.

"What are the benefits of doing this?" Winters asked, guiding.

Samujin bit his lip: "Uh... people fight, is it easy to control?"

“What about the disadvantages?”

"There are fewer people who really work." Samujin thought hard: "And... it's very dangerous. The small gang will lose control when it will be out of control. Last week's fight, two of them were crippled, and I hanged two more, and four people who can work were missing at once."

"What are you going to do?" Winters put down his pen.

"I think it's better to let the prisoners understand that there is only one fist in the labor camp. If I can't control it, I'll find a way to separate them."

"Very good, really good." Winters sat upright, put away his smile, and called out: "Samjin Sopkin!"

Samujin stood up like he was sitting on a soldering iron: "Come!"

"The pardon of the prisoners is on the surface a petition from Revodan and the North Eight Towns." Winters said word by word: "In fact, I don't care about any prisoners. I am here to free you!"

Winters took out an iron arrow from his arms, and said in a solemn tone: "One iron arrow is ten small arrows, now called a company, with a total of one hundred and twenty people. This iron arrow - it's yours."

Samujin looked at the iron arrow and his nose felt a little sore.

"The troops have been organized, and it is difficult to integrate directly into it. So I plan to set up another military police company and you will be the company commander."

"I..." Sa Mujin choked and tears rolled in his eyes: "You still remember me, the centurion."

"No, I don't want you to be the commander of the military police now." Winters exerted a fierce force in his hand, and the iron arrow broke with a "bang".

Winters slapped the broken arrow on the table: "One hundred and twenty people, I'm so wronged! I'll give you one thousand two hundred people!"

"One thousand two hundred?" Sa Mujin was stunned.

"It's just one thousand two hundred people." Winters laughed proudly: "But it's not one thousand two hundred soldiers, but one thousand two hundred prisoners, prisoners from Vorne County. There is no one in Revodan, and I have to take charge of the large labor camp myself. But now, you are qualified to take on this burden. Your official position is still the company commander, but your subordinates will be ten times more than other company commanders. Pack your luggage and go back to Revodan with me the day after tomorrow!"

"Then...what should I do the labor camp in Wolf Town?"

"All those who have not been pardoned will be moved away, and will be with the 1,200 prisoners you are going to take over. Take them all to Forge Township, where the troops are stationed."

"What should I do if the officers and prisoners of Revodan?" Samujin looked distressed: "Are you also taken to Forge Township? Are you too close to Revodan?"

When it comes to this, Winters also has a headache: "They will continue to stay in Wolf Town. You can give Lieutenant Bud some reliable personnel to Lieutenant Bud, so that Lieutenant Bud will take care of them first."

Samujin raised his hand to salute.

Winters sighed, he unintentionally concealed his true thoughts: "One thousand two hundred people, I don't know if you can manage a large labor camp of this size. I want to re-explore the Iron Peak Mine, and I want to organize a logging team. There are many things that I hope to use these prisoners to do. So this position is very important, and I don't feel at ease to hand it over to anyone."

Samujin leaned over her body, pursed her lips, and her eyes were nervous.

"Don't be so serious?" Winters smiled relaxedly: "You call me all the way, are you afraid of me?"

Samujin squeezed out a smile, but her cheeks were still stiff.

"But I can't do everything myself. Sooner or later, you have to share my responsibilities. I think you can already challenge more important responsibilities. You are the first person in my old subordinate to take on such responsibilities. Let it go and I'll give you a guarantee."

Winters threw two broken arrows at Samujin and smiled helplessly: "If you don't do well in the labor camp, you can go find a blacksmith to put this iron arrow on, and come back and continue to be the commander of the gendarmerie."

Samujin held the iron arrow, remained silent for a long time, and stood up to salute.

Winters also stood up and returned the gift solemnly.

...

When leaving the labor camp, Winters was relaxed, but he had another thought.

He had not had time to publicly trial Da Benting, nor did he have time to talk to Major Ronald, but these were all small things.

After arranging Samujin's place to go, Winters only had one big thing left to Wolf Town - to reel my dear Father Kaman to Rhodean.

Winters deliberately kept this matter until the end, and he had not even spoken alone with Kaman yet.
Chapter completed!