You know the key to open the door of hope is in your hand, but you still have to curl up in the corner of the wall in the dark room and imagine how complex and contradictory your mood is when you greet the light with infinite thinking?
At least this is the case with the slaves in the mining area. People outside have sent them at least 50 pistols and sufficient bullets in various ways. The other party also told them that they can''t do anything unless people outside give them a hint. They hold the key, but they still live in despair - Oh, no! At least more optimistic than before, because they are about to usher in real freedom.
I don''t know why, since the day before yesterday, the security of brewer Bay has become much more strict. The members of the mine protection team who hide in the house for heating on weekdays have put on windbreaks and ran out of the room, carrying guns and patrolling at high places. Even if the slaves gather together, as long as there are a little more people, they will be dispersed by the mine protection team, which was impossible before.
Brewer Bay mining area is located in a canyon. Due to its natural geographical advantages, it is enough to form a natural fortress without large-scale construction. In order to prevent horse bandits from climbing in from the bare mountains on both sides of the canyon, an iron net is laid over the camp in brewer Bay and electricity is connected. If you want to come in from the outside, you can''t touch the inside of the camp unless you pass through the gate or cut the electrified iron net. These defensive measures separate the inside and outside of the camp into two worlds.
There is no doubt about the security here. All gold mines are always the most popular thing for horse bandits, but it has never been attacked. It''s not that no one wants the gold mine here, but they know whether they have the opportunity to enter the camp without paying a high price.
Money is money when it can be spent. If you die, everything loses its value.
At dawn, the bugle of getting up sounded in the camp. At 6:30 every morning, the bugle would sound on time. After a fifteen minute meal, the slaves had to work in the mine. The work would last until one noon. In the process, there would be two breaks, thirty minutes at a time and fifteen minutes at a time.
Not all mine owners are working hard to squeeze the labor force of slaves. According to some so-called professionals, a short rest can improve the work enthusiasm and efficiency of slaves. However, in the final analysis, slaves are still very bitter. All measures are only to squeeze their surplus value to a greater extent.
Some young and strong slaves quickly finished their meals and began to carry dung barrels. This was their job. When the gate of the camp was opened and more than 40 carriages drove in at the same time, the slaves carrying dung barrels were temporarily absent-minded.
Although the consumption of the camp is large, it is definitely not large enough to require so many carriages to deliver goods together. Has something happened recently and will it affect their plan?
"Why are there so many carriages today?", the captain of the mine protection team went to a carriage. He took out his dagger, picked up the canvas covered on the carriage body, and revealed the sack pockets stacked inside. He glanced at the other carriages. The dagger in his hand clawed back and stabbed into one of the largest sacks. There was a large amount of wheat kernel gushing out of the cut. He used the tip of the dagger to pick up the cracked opening and exert a slight force upward to prevent the continued gushing of wheat kernel.
"Check all the carriages. If the situation is wrong, shoot immediately.", the captain of the mine protection team is very nervous. If he is not nervous, he can''t do it. Now there are assassinations everywhere in the west, and a group of freedom front organizations composed of slaves and gold miners are moving around. They will check everything that enters the camp very carefully. At his command, the members of the mine protection team took the iron drill and began to spot check all the goods, but they didn''t find any abnormalities.
At this time, the young leader of the team said with a smile: "you should know that it''s very messy outside now, and our delivery is also at great risk, so from today on, we will only deliver the goods twice a week, three days at a time and four days at a time. I hope you can talk to the gentleman above. It''s not that we don''t want to deliver them every day, but the situation outside is too dangerous."
The young leader''s words made the captain of the mine protection team nod slightly and got his approval. We all know what''s going on outside. If we weren''t afraid that those crazy people would suddenly attack brewer Bay, the situation in the camp would not be as tense as it is now. He casually raised his hand and took over the cigarette handed over by the young leader. They got together and began to smoke. Because there were too many things to send this time, and these carriages blocked the passage in the camp, the captain of the mine protection team asked the slaves to participate in the transportation.
When settling this expenditure, turat''s nephew also appeared. After he had a little understanding of why he had to pay the cost of three supplies at one time, he couldn''t help asking, "is there a mess outside now? Can''t I go out?"
This sentence is actually a white question. How could he not know the outside situation? He just hopes that these young people who deliver goods can give him a little better news, at least let him have a little hope. Although he rarely leaves the mining area, he goes out three or four times a month to have some fun in the nearby city. Compared with this damn lifeless camp, even if there is no big difference between the nearby city and town, it is enough for him to enjoy the joy he has not seen for a long time.
"Well, the next time you come over, bring two..." he glanced at the leader of the mine protection team. "No, bring 20 girls. The price will be doubled. I''ll wait here until the next supply. There are some cards and things that can be used to play. Do you know what I mean?"
The young leader nodded and repeated, "I see, sir. Woman, do you still need tape for game props?"
"And tape? Yes, if you have a complete set, you''d better give me some sets. Since you have tape, you must also have players? Get some!"
Tulat''s nephew did not show how excellent his ability was in the eyes of his elders, but the boy had one advantage: he knew how to be in awe. This may have something to do with the number of times he was beaten when he was a child. He will not be like some heirs with crazy eyes in the sky. He knows that the outside is full of danger and insists on leaving. Maybe he just wants to go to the nearby city to solve the problem of "expansion". He did a good job in this. He may not be able to open up new territory for his family''s industry, but it''s also good to keep what he has now.
He took out a five dollar note from his pocket, stuffed it into the brim of the leader''s hat, and patted him on the shoulder. "You''re good. I''ll talk to the manager of your firm and ask him to give you a raise."
"Thank you so much!"
After the convoy left, the captain of the mine protection team stood on the high wall and looked at the distant convoy. He always felt something wrong in his heart, but no matter how he recalled and thought, he couldn''t find anything wrong. Finally, he summed up this idea in the wishful thinking caused by too much tension.
At his feet, the two slaves took back their eyes, looked at each other, and silently returned to the slave camp under the supervision of the members of the mine protection team.
Three more days!
Three days later, the light will shine into the deep mine, ignite everyone''s hope and meet the bright future!
Three days later, the supply convoy appeared again. This time, the number of supply convoys was more than the last time, with more than 60 carriages. The goods of this supply will be used for the four-day life of the camp, and also brought some things requested by nephew tulat, such as girls and small toys that can pass the time.
Twenty girls in cloaks sat alone in two carriages, with their heads bowed. The hoods of cloaks hid their heads, and they could not see what they looked like. The mine protection teams on the high wall have green eyes. Turat has told them that twenty girls will be prepared for them this time in four days! This makes all the members of the mine protection team want to roar and look forward to today.
Seeing the trembling "fat" in front of them, the mood of some team members changed subtly. The captain of the mine protection team gave a few severe reprimands and asked them to carefully check each piece of goods on each carriage, but most people seemed a little absent-minded. Their attention was attracted by the horse to the girls in the middle, especially a girl suddenly took off her hat and raised her head. The beautiful silhouette made many members of the mine protection team stop their work and swallow a mouthful of saliva.
The people around the girl pulled her sleeve. She put on her hood again with a smile and covered her face in a neat sigh.
But soon the members of the mine protection team cheer up again. Maybe it''s their turn?
It''s this girl. It''s worth even exchanging cigarettes with others!
In high spirits, the inspection was carried out very quickly, and carriages soon passed the inspection and entered the camp. Although the captain of the mine protection team was worried, he thought that he had cooperated with each other''s trading company for several years and had no accident. The thoughts of the boys under his opponent were clear. He turned a blind eye as if he had not seen these lazy people.
"Let the slaves come and carry things!"
A strange light flashed in the eyes of the team leader and soon went out again. He took out a match, lit a cigarette for the captain of the mine protection team and shook it hard. Then he held the match in his hand and put it in his pocket, but the hand didn''t come out again.