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Chapter 367

A large fleet appeared on the sea covered with thin ice. The signal flags on the ship crackled in the biting cold wind, but it seemed extremely lonely.

The cold cabin was crowded like sardine cans, and a foul smell emanated from the sluggish crowd. Charles covered his nose and opened the cabin door with an assault rifle, which immediately caused a commotion in the cabin.

"Sir, please. My child is going to die of illness. Please find him a doctor."

"Give us something to eat. You haven't given us any food for two days."

"You have to feed us even if you want to treat us as slaves, otherwise you might as well throw us into the sea."

The rioting crowd rushed towards the cabin door. Charles swept the cabin without hesitation, and the woman at the front was in a pool of blood. But the woman was lying on the cold floor, and she stretched out her hand to crawl forward, "

Please save my child, please find him a doctor."

Seeing the horrified-looking crowd retreating rapidly, Charles snorted and sneered, "Want to live? No problem. But you must obey my orders. I have said before that this world has been destroyed, and now I am your master."

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Charles' words were like blades in the cold wind, freezing the more than a hundred people in the cabin to their bones. After a moment of silence, a middle-aged man stood out from the crowd and said in a deep voice: "No matter what you want us to do, if you

The purpose is not to kill us all, so we must be given food and medicine. There is a child here who has a high fever, and he needs some antipyretic medicine."

Looking at the woman's body that was cooling rapidly on the floor, Charles sneered without mercy, "I can give you some food, but I don't need any children, so I don't have any fever-reducing medicine." After he smiled, he looked at the man behind him.

A follower shouted: "Tony Xu, come and distribute food to them, be careful not to let them eat too much, they will resist."

Immediately behind Charles stood up a man with a bowed Asian face, carrying a large bucket of cold gruel, and scolded the people in the cabin with a fierce look on his face: "If you want to survive, come up here and eat something, you stinky ones"

Pig."

Charles took a few steps back and looked at the farce in front of him with his gun in hand. There were more than a dozen similar cabins on the ship, all crowded with people like this. He was the captain of this ship, and he was thinking about how to rely on these slaves.

Build a kingdom, "Damn, why can't these Chinese be tamed like niggas? They're always ungrateful."

The middle-aged man who had just stood up slowly moved forward and walked to Tony Xu. He helped distribute food to other people in the cabin. But in fact, in this cold weather, a bowl of gruel was not enough for the people in the cabin.

It's simply not enough.

"Let the old and weak eat more, especially the sick child. We are all in trouble and should unite with each other." The middle-aged man said to the others.

The people in the same cabin were numb and mixed with grief and anger. Faced with this desperate living situation, they roared, resisted, and fought among themselves. All kinds of ugly and kind things happened alternately, and now they are facing the gunpoint of the evil man.

, they can only survive by helping each other.

Tony Xu, who was distributing food, felt extremely uncomfortable with the heavy and depressing atmosphere in the cabin. He waved the big spoon for dividing the gruel and cursed loudly in English: "Why are you looking at me like this? Don't think I'm tall.

Similar to you, I feel that I am your compatriot. I have said many times that I am a Singaporean and now I am an American."

With helplessness and hidden hatred, more than a hundred pairs of eyes in the cabin just stared numbly at Tony Xu outside the cabin door. This made Tony Xu even more angry. He kicked hard on the big cold porridge bucket and shouted

: "It doesn't matter, you drink it yourself."

The gruel flowed down the gangway of the cabin, and as the cabin door slammed shut, Tony Xu cursed and left. The light in the cabin suddenly dimmed, but the middle-aged man hurriedly reached out to gather the cold porridge.

He also called to other compatriots: "Drink quickly, don't waste it."

There were more than a hundred people in the cabin, and this little porridge was simply not enough to share. An older man simply shook his head and said: "Xiao Deng, we old guys have discussed it. This won't work. We are not hungry."

Even if you die, you will be tortured to death.

Next time we open the door again, we will rush out to block the bullets. Those foreign devils only block the door with four or five guns at a time, and we old guys will try our best to make a living for everyone."

The middle-aged man known as "Xiao Deng" was stunned for a while, then nodded, and said bitterly: "Let's all rush out, and we will no longer be affected by these bastards and scum."

The middle-aged man's name is Deng Chengwen. He and the people in the cabin all have the same identity. They are all Chinese who stayed in the United States for travel, business, study abroad and other reasons. After the disaster, they were lucky enough to survive but could not integrate into the post-disaster society.

American society.

Some of these Chinese people living in foreign lands do not even speak English, so they can only stick together to survive. If no one helps them, they will die silently like the Chinese workers who built railroads in the United States.

However, Zhou Qingfeng founded the "Aurora Legion" and cooperated with the "Enclave". In order to show their goodwill to Zhou Qingfeng, the "Enclave" captured these Chinese who were thrown into the concentration camp and shipped them to Zhou Qingfeng.

In name, 10,000 Chinese people and beauties were sent as gifts, but in fact, these people were all genuine Chinese, and their number exceeded 20,000. With so many people crammed into a dozen boats, the living conditions were extremely poor.

The most terrible thing is that after the nuclear bombs wiped out the land, the Americans who controlled more than a dozen ships found themselves without support, and they were actually delayed at sea for several days in a noisy manner.

Now no one dares to return to the United States, which was wiped out by nuclear bombs. The result of the discussion on the ship is to continue to find the "Aurora Legion" living overseas - the Americans in charge of the fleet still remember that the "Aurora Legion" is a group dominated by white people.

, but they don’t know that the commander of the ‘Aurora Legion’ is an authentic Chinese.

The apocalyptic situation caused the mentality of many white people on the ship to become extremely distorted. Some had a mental breakdown, some had bursts of self-confidence, and some were drinking heavily and just getting by. But the more than 20,000 Chinese people who were transported were very unlucky in this situation.

More than 20,000 Chinese people floated slowly across the Gulf of Mexico like piglets for a week. The Americans on the ship also established radio contact with the "Aurora Corps" in Nassau.

However, I heard that the condition of the more than 20,000 Chinese people on board was not very good. Raymond, who was responsible for arranging the matter, was very considerate and asked the fleet to dock in the closer Matanzas, Cuba, because Nassau is also experiencing various difficulties.

, we really can’t arrange for another 20,000 people.

Just when Zhou Qingfeng had just established a foothold in Matanzas, the fleet appeared off the coast of Matanzas. Before docking, Charles, one of the leaders, also specially prepared a new suit of clothes to show off.

His first mate asked: "What do you think of me? Can I make a good impression on the regiment commander?"

The adjutant immediately flattered him wildly: "Captain, your image is too good. Your Majesty, the Legion Commander, will definitely reuse you."


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