Night’s Nomenclature - Chapter 500
[Four hundred and eighty-six, it doesn’t matter]
The A02 secret military base covers an area of 8,100 mu.
Among them, the military area is 6,100 acres. From here, batches of genetic warriors of the Yaqi organization receive the most severe training, and then go out to become elite intelligence personnel.
The remaining 2,000 acres are the prisoners’ camps and rock fields. Hundreds of prisoners are escorted here. They can only eat wotou made of coarse grains every day, and they can’t even see the most basic synthetic protein bars.
In the sky, every 12 drones form a patrol group, and a total of 18 groups patrol the sky.
The entire periphery of the A02 secret military base is surrounded by high-voltage power grids.
All prisoners have a raised black metal button on the back of their head, embedded in the flesh.
The voice of each prisoner will be recorded, and then transmitted to the prison guard department of the secret military base, which also integrates a positioning system and micro-explosives.
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The prisoners were silent, because if they said a single wrong word, they might be given new corporal punishment.
Someone whispered just now, “Did he kill the entire crew of the Gao Tianyuan?” No one dared to answer him.
The atmosphere between all the prisoners, as if someone had thrown a liquid nitrogen bomb into it, solidified and froze.
They just watched silently, watching the soldier of the age of God press the blood-covered boy to the ground, and watched the soldier’s body being carried out.
The prisoners have no source here, and they don’t even know who the teenager is.
What kind of prisoner can kill the entire ship that transported him, and then calmly accept the fact that he has become a prisoner.
At a certain moment, they saw the boy who was pressed on the frozen ground by the soldiers, and even had time to look at them.
Surrounded by live ammunition, there are more than 20 corpses.
The other party was clearly smiling, but the fierceness rushed towards his face.
This is probably the most contrasting scene the prisoners have ever seen.
Soon, the boy was escorted to the middle of the rock field, under a simple thatched hut among the rubble.
This rock field is like a huge playground, and the hut is in the middle of this playground.
All the prisoners were stunned: “That’s…”
It was a pigsty, with ventilation in all directions, only a few simple pieces of wood, and there were seven black pigs in captivity.
The stench in the pigsty was so stinking that the black mud on the ground would even touch your ankle if you stepped on it.
But this is not important, the important thing is that Qingmu was imprisoned there.
Qing Mu has been humiliated here for 19 years. He was just transferred away more than ten days ago, and now another teenager has been imprisoned.
The eyes of the prisoners changed, some were curious, some were solemn.
At this time, dozens of soldiers from the generation of God rushed over with whips, and one of them hit a middle-aged prisoner with a whip, leaving a deep scar.
“What are you looking at? Continue to move the stones!” The soldiers of the Age of God roared sharply: “If you don’t finish moving them before sunset, don’t even think about eating!” The
prisoners scattered in horror and returned to their own rocks to continue carrying.
They have to move the stone from the east to the west, and they will pass the pigsty in the middle.
The prisoners were separated by a few meters, watching the soldiers of the Age of God put heavy shackles on the teenagers, which were specially used for superhumans, weighing tens to hundreds of kilograms.
One hand with a few hundred pounds of shackles, two hands are more than a thousand pounds.
Not just on the hands, but also on the ankles.
Even if an extraordinary person wears this kind of thing, it takes all his strength to move it.
Someone took a peek at it and found out that the shackles that the gods put on the boy were of the highest level, and they were used to bind B-rank genetic warriors!
The shackles under Qingchen’s feet are also connected to the ground, and the alloy chains have been stuck into the ground, restricting him to stay in the pigsty.
At this time, it was close, and the prisoners’ first reaction when they saw Qingchen was…too young.
When Qing Mu was detained, he was already 31 years old.
And Qing Chen was much younger than Qing Mu.
Some of the prisoners have stayed as long as Qing Mu, and they couldn’t help but wonder, what kind of identity would cause a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy to be imprisoned in this pigpen like Qing Mu?
However, at this moment, when a soldier of the Age of God was putting the last shackle on Qingchen’s left hand, he was suddenly caught by Qingchen’s arm.
He struggled with anger, and his face became more and more red.
The soldiers of the Age of God on the side poked Qingchen’s forehead with the muzzle: “Let him go!”
Qingchen didn’t let go, but just looked around: “Shoot.” But the soldiers of the Age of
God continued to roar, but no one dared to shoot.
They are very aware of the importance of Qingchen. Although the other party is a prisoner, whoever accidentally kills the other party by mistake, is afraid that he will also become a prisoner in this A02 secret military base.
How much those prisoners hated them, how miserable it was when they became prisoners.
As for Qing Chen, he had long been convinced that these people would not dare to kill him at all. He calmly said, “Be careful next time, after all, you only have one chance.”
Fierce.
The arrogance shines brightly.
Even if he became a prisoner, even if he was pointed at by more than a dozen black guns, his face would still remain unchanged.
As soon as the voice fell, there was a click, and the neck of the soldier of the gods who was stuck by him was broken.
Qingchen stretched out his left hand as if nothing had happened, signaling the other soldiers of the gods to continue shackles him.
The soldiers of the gods retreated in fright, and after a long time someone approached cautiously and locked the last shackle to Qingchen.
After it was locked, the soldiers of the Age of God rushed forward and punched and kicked Qingchen, but Qingchen just held his head and squatted on the foul-smelling mud of the pigsty without saying a word.
Squatting on the ground with the head held is the best protective posture to avoid organ damage. Holding the head is also to avoid dizziness and loss of balance caused by someone hitting the back of the head.
The seven black pigs in the pigpen ran around in fright, and in the end they could only curl up in the corner and shiver.
Qing Chen still squatted and endured.
Coming here, can you leave the pigsty and be free from corporal punishment by surrendering and obeying?
Useless.
Since it’s useless, why shrink back?
Just as the soldiers of the gods were punching and kicking Qingchen, Qingchen was actually carrying the heavy shackles and hugged the legs of a soldier of the gods.
But I saw the muscles in both arms burst out suddenly, and abruptly broke the calf of a soldier.
When the sound of a bone crack came out of the pigsty, many prisoners shivered subconsciously.
Where did a person who is so fierce in such a harsh environment come from?
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Several people in the prisoner team looked at each other when they saw this scene, then turned their heads silently, and continued to carry the rocks in their arms.
They have been walking on this road for carrying rocks and rocks for 19 years, and they have long since become numb.
But now, someone suddenly appeared, as if shouting in their numb ears, waking them up.
At this moment, Yun Zhi, who was wearing a military uniform, walked over with a shady face.
He raised his arms and raised his fists, and all the prisoners immediately stopped their work and stood in the cold wind holding the rocks.
The soldiers in the pigsty hurriedly stopped beating Qingchen and came out to line up.
Shendaiyun looked straight at the soldier with the broken leg and mourned, and then glanced at the corpse of the soldier killed by Qingchen, two words popped out between his teeth: “Trash.”
He turned to face the prisoners and said loudly, “Maybe you were all curious before, where is Qing Mu who has been in the pigsty for 19 years? Then let me introduce this new prisoner, Qing Chen, PCA. The seventh inspector of the CIA Intelligence Division 1 could have become the youngest director in the history of the PCA.”
“Under his presidency, he traded from Kashima to an important figure in the Jindai consortium, Jindai Jingbian. Inspector Chen used Jingbian as a bargaining chip and planned to take Qingmu home. Unfortunately, unfortunately, the person who wanted to take Qingmu home turned out to be Qingmu himself. Do you think this is a joke? “The
prisoners were stunned.
It turned out that it was a new ‘Qing Mu’.
Shendai Yunzhi smiled and said: “Today, you don’t have to continue to move stones, let’s play a game, everyone spit at him after passing through the pigsty, and those who have spit can get a synthetic protein bar per person. Of course, there is a premise. The condition is that everyone has to vomit, one less, and everyone else will miss the chance to get the protein bar. Okay, let’s start.” The
prisoners maintained a silence, but it was not long before the silence was broken, and someone threw a stone. After rushing to the pig sty, Chao Qingchen spit.
The more than 2,900 prisoners here have a complex structure. Among them, the Qing family and the Li family are each in a group, and a group of prisoners are captured by the gods.
And the first to take the lead in spitting, that is, this group of prisoners who broke the law.
Qing Chen was still squatting on the ground, letting all the hardships come on his face. He knew what Shendai Yunzhi was going to do, and the other party wanted not only to imprison him, but also to punish him.
The other party enjoyed the pleasure of playing with people’s hearts, and even after seeing Qing’s people spitting at Qingchen, his expression became more and more happy.
Destiny seems to have gone round and round and returned to its original point.
It is still a prison, but this time there is no Li Shutong in the prison, and there is no humanitarian management of Yi.
This is the cruelest place in the world, even more cruel than the battlefield.
This is the inner world.
The world that Qingchen came into contact with in the past was too kind. He had never been to cruel places, nor had he lived in the lower three districts.
From the beginning, he has lived the life of a high-class person, so he can treat it all as a game.
And now, he is experiencing the coldness of this world firsthand.
Among the prisoners, there were some people who hesitated and did not step forward, and Yunzhi Kamidai didn’t care, just looked at it with a smile, with a perverted and distorted expression.
In the end, those who vomited looked coldly at those who did not vomit.
Someone sneered: “When did you forget the old master? Hurry up, don’t delay everyone getting the protein bar!” Shendaiyun raised
his hand and looked at his watch: “The last minute.”
Those who didn’t vomit slowly walked away Before reaching the pigsty, he spit a few mouthfuls.
They silently looked at the boy whose clothes were wet with saliva, raised their heads and smiled at them and said, “It’s okay.” The
prisoners were stunned, but no one said anything.
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