Chapter 496 Mercenary 2
A long and loud whistle sounded, making the atmosphere in the entire coal mine seem to be lively, which meant that today's work was over.
The workers - or prisoners - stopped what they were doing, turned and bent down one by one to stretch their bodies.
After letting their tense muscles relax for a day, the prisoners came in twos and threes to a stream flowing through the business area to wash up. They took off their upper and lower body clothes, and each of them was bare-chested and naked - the camp was full of men anyway. They first washed the sweat towels used to wipe sweat when working in the water repeatedly, and then The sweat towel was soaked in water, and the dirt on the body was scrubbed one by one.
Doug was also scrubbing his body. When he just stopped shoveling coal, his whole body was covered in black soot. For this reason, he first went back to the dormitory to get a piece of clean clothes to change into. While cleaning my body, I also washed the clothes that were full of soot.
After cleaning, Doug put on clean clothes and felt relieved. Most of the fatigue accumulated from a day's work had gone.
"Boss Doug!"
A low-pitched greeting came from behind, and a guy with the same stern appearance but a bit of a sinister look appeared out of nowhere. .
Doug looked around and saw that no one was looking towards him, then he grabbed the person and took him to a remote corner.
"Patton, you damn god, I've been waiting for you to come. How did things go?"
"It's back."
The visitor took out a small pottery bottle from his arms and carefully handed it to Doug.
After Doug took it, he put the bottle close to one ear and shook it gently. There was a sound of liquid rolling inside.
Doug said dissatisfied: "That's it? We have saved so much coal."
Patton said frustratedly: "Boss Doug, it's not my fault, the new guy That one is so greedy, his heart is darker than the blackest coal I have ever seen, and he tripled the price.”
Doug's brows furrowed tightly, and the wrinkles looked like mountains and rivers, and he said bitterly, "Despicable guy, cunning guy. Oh, forget it, who made us just the ones on the chopping board?" Where's the fish?"
He picked up the small pottery vase, focusing all his attention on it. This is just an ordinary small khaki bottle with a cork tightly blocking the mouth of the bottle. However, in Doug's eyes, it seemed to contain some kind of panacea.
“Oh, I’ll be counting on you for the next week.”
After saying that, he pulled out the cork with a bang, put the mouth of the bottle to his nostrils, and shook his head. Take a breath.
The aroma of wine that hit his nostrils made Doug feel comfortable all over, and a large amount of saliva secreted from his mouth.
He opened his mouth slightly, gently put the mouth of the bottle against his lower lip, and then slowly lifted the bottle. The life-saving "nectar" inside turned into a stream and flowed into Doug's mouth, and suddenly the long-lost feeling The taste fills the entire mouth.
Doug did not swallow it immediately, but used this first sip of wine to wash his mouth repeatedly as if gargling, letting the wine soak into every corner of his mouth.
After a full minute, he moved his throat slightly and reluctantly and carefully put the first sip of wine into his esophagus.
“Tsk, tsk, nectar!”
Doug Ba smacked his lips and sighed with a look of intoxication.
Next to him, Patton watched his boss drinking. He could only twitch his nose, try his best to capture the smell of alcohol in the air, and swallow his own saliva one after another.
“Gudong!”
Doug took a second sip of the wine. This time he did not stay in his mouth for too long, but simply swallowed it.
The third sip, the fourth sip...
After taking ten sips, Doug put down Tao Zhen. At this moment, he was radiant and energetic, and his eyes were sharp again, as if the former mercenary captain was back.
“Here!”
Doug gave the bottle to Patton.
Patton uses his hands a little bit, haha, there is still one third left.
“Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss!”
He nodded hurriedly and thanked Doug.
“Hurry up, don’t let the guards find out.”
“Yeah, I’ll take care of it now!”
Patton raised the bottle and followed Doug’s example That way, take a small sip, taste it slowly, and then drink the rest in one gulp.
Finally he took out a water bag, poured some water into the bottle, shook it gently, and drank all the water in the bottle.
"Alas! You guys are watching too closely. What's the point of locking us brothers here? That Graiman is so unnoble."
Both of them became energetic and excited again. I have the strength to scold Aldo.
Ever since they were captured in the Assault War, they have been locked up in this hellish place called a labor camp, living with the black coal all day long.
At first Doug and others thought that they would either be tortured to death or overworked to death here, but to their surprise, they were living quite well - of course, the "good" refers to Relative to their initial pessimism.
You can eat two meals a day, morning and afternoon. In the morning, you mainly eat "brick bread" made of barley or rye and pickled pickles. Although it is a bit chewy, you can occasionally taste the taste of sawdust. , but I was full, so in the afternoon I had two slices of bread and unlimited vegetable porridge - a kind of mushy porridge mixed with vegetables.
There are still a few days every month when the porridge is mixed with minced meat or eggs.
They can also secretly save some charcoal and exchange some wine with the villagers outside the wall when the guards are not paying attention.
However, there is no freedom here. Of course, this so-called freedom is not the unrestrained freedom before being captured. The lack of freedom means that Aldo is too lenient.
Aldo has designated extremely harsh housekeeping regulations for them. Here are a few examples:
First of all, the place where the prisoners live is required to be kept clean and hygienic, and the guards will be there every day. Regular raids on dormitories for inspection
Secondly, prisoners are required to maintain a good mental outlook, and unshaven beards and other phenomena are absolutely not allowed.
Once someone is found to be disobeying the regulations, he will be whipped, or kicked into a dark room and imprisoned, and starved.
Doug, who has been a mercenary for more than ten years, is very confused. Is Aldo managing prisoners or the army? Even if he is training the army, maintaining hygiene, and maintaining his personal morale, that is Only military units such as the Royal Guard need to comply.
After being on the battlefield for so many years, he is very familiar with what the average army of various countries is like. Sloppy living habits and being covered in lice are the norm for ordinary soldiers.
As for the prisoners in other places, well, describing the place where they are staying as a shithole is an exaggeration.
As Doug and Patton walked towards the dormitory, they cursed Olao for his perversion, and at the same time they felt a little inexplicable joy in their hearts.
(End of this chapter)