Chapter 367: A Man in Distress

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

The cold cabin was packed like sardine cans, and there was a stench from the sluggish crowd. Charles held his nose, held an assault rifle and opened the hatch, which immediately caused a commotion in the cabin.

"Please, sir. My child is dying of illness. Please find him a doctor."

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

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

The commotion crowd rushed towards the door of the cabin, and Charles swept the boat into the cabin without hesitation, and the woman at the front was in a pool of blood on the spot. But the woman lay on the cold floor, still stretched out her hand and crawled forward, "Please save my child, please find him a doctor."

Seeing the terrified crowd retreat rapidly, Charles snorted and sneered, "Want to live? No problem. But you have to obey my orders. As I said before, this world has been destroyed, and now I am your master .”

Charles' words were like blades in the cold wind, freezing the bones of more than a hundred people in the cabin. After a while 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 your purpose is not to kill us all, you must give us food and medicine. There is a child here He has a high fever, and he needs some fever-reducing medicine."

Looking at the rapidly cooling woman's body on the floor, Charles sneered mercilessly, "I can give you something to eat, but I don't need any children, so I don't have any antipyretics." 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 a bowed Asian face, holding a large bucket of cold gruel, and scolded the people in the cabin with a ruthless face: "If you want to live, come up and eat something, you stinky people Pigs."

Charles took a few steps back, looking at the farce in front of him with a gun in his hand. There are more than a dozen other cabins on the ship, all of which are crowded with people like the one in front of us. He was the captain of the boat, thinking about how to build a kingdom with these slaves, "Damn, why can't these Chinese be tamed like niggers? They always don't know how to be grateful."

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

"Let the old and the weak eat more, especially the sick child.

We are all people in need and should stand in solidarity with each other. "The middle-aged man said to the others.

The people in the same cabin were all numbness mixed with grief and anger. Facing this desperate living situation, they roared, resisted, and fought among themselves. All kinds of ugly and kind things happened alternately. Now facing the guns of the villains, they can only survive by helping each other.

Tony Xu, who was distributing the food, felt extremely uncomfortable with the heavy and oppressive atmosphere in the cabin. He waved the big spoon for distributing gruel wildly, and cursed loudly in English: "Why are you looking at me like this? Don't think I'm tall To be similar to you is to feel that I am your compatriot. As I have said many times, I am Singaporean and now I am American."

Helpless and harboring hatred, more than a hundred pairs of eyes in the cabin stared numbly at Tony Xu outside the cabin door. This made Tony Xu even more annoyed, he kicked heavily on the vat of cold porridge, and shouted: "It doesn't matter, drink it yourself."

The rattling porridge flowed down the gangway of the cabin, and the cabin door closed with a bang, and Tony Xu outside cursed and left. The light in the cabin suddenly dimmed, but the middle-aged man hastily reached out to gather up the cold porridge, and said to other compatriots, "Drink quickly, don't waste it."

There are more than one hundred people in the cabin, this porridge is not enough. An old man simply shook his head and said, "Xiao Deng, we old fellows have discussed it, this is not going to work, everyone will starve to death or be tortured to death.

The next time we open the door, we rush out to block the bullets. Those foreign devils blocked the door with four or five guns every time, and we old fellows wanted to make a living for everyone no matter what we said. "

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

The middle-aged man's name is Deng Chengwen. He and the people in the cabin have the same identity. They are all Chinese staying in the United States for tourism, business, and study abroad. After the catastrophe, they survived by luck but could not integrate into the post-disaster American society.

Some of these Chinese living in foreign lands can't even speak English, so they can only survive in groups. If there is no help, they will die silently like the Chinese workers who repaired the railway in the United States.

However, Zhou Qingfeng founded the 'Aurora Legion' and cooperated with the 'Enclave'. In order to show their goodwill towards 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 and beauties were given away. In fact, these people are all Chinese, and the number exceeds 20,000. With so many people crammed into a dozen boats, the living conditions were extremely harsh.

The most terrible thing is that after the nuclear bombs washed the land, the Americans who controlled the dozen or so ships found that they had no support, and they were delayed in the sea for several days amidst the noise.

Now no one dares to return to the United States, which has been washed away by nuclear bombs. The result of the discussion on the ship is to continue to find the "Aurora Legion" who lives overseas-the Americans in charge of the fleet still remember that the "Aurora Legion" is a group dominated by whites. , But they don't know that the head of the 'Aurora Legion' is an out-and-out Chinese.

The situation of the end of the world has caused the mentality of many white people on the ship to become extremely distorted. Some people have a nervous breakdown, some are overwhelmed with self-confidence, and some drink to get by. In this case, the more than 20,000 Chinese who were transported were out of luck.

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

However, I heard that the condition of the more than 20,000 Chinese people on board is not very good. Raymond, who was in charge of arranging this matter, also thoughtfully asked the fleet to dock in Matanzas, Cuba, which is closer, because Nassau is also in various difficulties now. , Another 20,000 people really cannot be arranged.

And just when Zhou Qingfeng had just gained a firm foothold in Matanzas, this fleet appeared off the coast of Matanzas. Charles, who was one of the leaders before landing, specially prepared a new suit, and asked his first mate, "What do you think of me? Can I make a good impression on your Excellency the Legion Commander?"

The adjutant flattered him immediately: "Captain, your image is too good. Your Excellency, Legion Commander, will definitely use you again." (To be continued.)