Chapter 538 (1/2)

[latest broadcast] tomorrow is 515, the start of the anniversary, the most welfare day. In addition to the gift bag and schoolbag, the ”515 red envelope flipping” this time must be seen. There is no reason why the red envelope should not be robbed. The alarm clock should be set as high as

as long as people are people, they don't want to die.

Slaves are no exception.

Donggang used to be an ecological garden. Soon after the war, it became a mutant fruit farm, and later it became a plantation for slave labor.

There are criminals here, some captured by plunderers, some poor people who sell their labor, and some simply because of debt. After all, they are not slaves of mutants. As long as they work enough time, they can be free and become free people.

Recently, however, a rumor spread among slaves.

Mutants were killed in succession within the Empire.

The empire is ready to appease the mutants with the heads of slaves!

At first, no one believed it. After all, it was too much to say. Although they were slaves of the Empire, they were also people of the Empire. The Empire had the right to take whatever they wanted, but not to deprive them of their lives.

This is the bottom line that they can bear, and it is the only bottom line that they have worked hard so far.

One evening, however, the emperor came to take 154 slaves.

It has to be said that the people who carry out the orders have no brains. Now there are rumors all over the place. The news of 154 mutants involved in the violent force incident is known to almost everyone in the Empire.

Combined with the previous ”rumors”, what was the purpose of taking 154 slaves at this time. It is already self-evident.

For a moment, the garden was full of excitement.

No one wants to die for such absurd reasons.

As a result, under the instigation of spies who mingled with the plantation, a vigorous uprising began.

The overseers and guards had guns in their hands. The slaves had shovels and hoes at hand, but never mind. This is the last time. The only way which must be passed is the

insurgents, who are divided into two dials. One of them has blown up a corner of the plantation wall, and the other one has been carrying a hoe and shovel in the road of the patrol.

How terrible a zombie is at night. The survivors who live on the waste soil will not be without experience. Even the dead claws had to be afraid of the third group of corpses and would tear and gnaw at all living things they met.

When the corpse group broke through the wall, another group of people, after paying the price of more than ten lives, split the chest of the patrol guard with hoes and sickles. Pick up their guns and attack the arsenal as planned.

By this time the plantation was in a mess.

The guards rushed frantically to the collapsed wall, drawing a line of defense with barbed wire. Shoot the right zombie who broke into the plantation with his rifle. In such a mess, no one noticed the dead patrol soldiers, or the armory that had been broken by slaves with rifles.

The mobilized slaves poured into the armory. From unarmed violence to armed uprising, they began to attack the regular army of the Empire.

In the face of the anger of 10000 slaves, the guards and supervisors of only a few hundred were like a boat in the raging waves. The corpse and the talons soon drowned in the forest. After a bloody battle, after paying the price of more than 500 lives, the rebels blocked the gap in the wall with barbed wire and trucks, and cleared the corpses that had invaded the plantation.

431 beheaded, including the official sent by the Empire.

The flag of the Empire was burned and replaced with the survivor's own flag.

Like a seed of fire, the rebellion of Donggang plantation ignited the fire of splitting and Empire.

……

Under the steel airship. The electromagnetic gun named ”order hammer” is slightly vertical, pointing directly at the position of the mutant from a distance.

Suddenly, the blue arc jumps between the tracks, like a bright light, dotted with the darkness of the night sky. The mutant, leaning against the bunker, raised his head and cast a puzzled glance at the unnatural light source. The NAC soldiers, who were also crawling in the bunker, quietly replaced their rifles with new cartridges and opened the tactical images on their helmets.

”Shooting coordinates corrected.”