Chapter 497 Mercenary 3

"Dip~dip~dip~"

The loud sound of the trumpet resounded throughout the camp, indicating that it was time for dinner.

Doug and Patton took the wooden lunch boxes and came to the kitchen to queue up. There were already more than thirty people in front of them.

"Hey, Boss Doug!"

"Hey, Patton!"

Seeing the two people arriving, people kept saying hello to them.

The mercenaries were not dispersed and resettled, but were all thrown into this labor camp next to the coal mine.

The bosses don't care if they still maintain the old order of the mercenary group. The bosses don't care if they still listen to the boss of the mercenary group. The bosses just need them to complete the assigned tasks in full and on time. That's it.

When we were in Cape Bay, mercenaries, especially those with rich combat experience, were precious military resources. After being captured, they were often integrated into the army that captured them - these guys are not knights, nor are they loyal. They have nothing to do with them, and they will follow whoever offers them good treatment or promises to restore their freedom after being captured.

But it doesn't apply here in the Northwest Bay. The lord who captured them had no intention of recruiting them and just used them as tools.

At the beginning, there were still people who wanted to cause trouble, but the leader - who was actually secretly instigated by Doug and Ferguson, the leader of another mercenary group - was tied up by Aldo and shot with a 12-pound cannon on the spot. The exciting scene scared the courage of the mercenaries, and they quickly calmed down.

They finally understood that the guys really didn't care what they thought. They just regarded him as a group of tools that could move on their own. If something went wrong with the tool, they would "discard" it.

After the original illusion was shattered by the ruthless reality, the mercenaries from Horn Bay quickly positioned themselves as slaves of Aldo. Their mentality could change so quickly. It has something to do with the Jiaowan culture they were familiar with since childhood. In Jiaowan, there was a tradition of using prisoners of war as slaves.

Well, as long as you keep your attitude right, you can live quite a happy life in this labor camp.

After Doug prepared his own meal, he and Patton participated in a "dinner party" with a bunch of people.

He first soaked the bread in his hand into the thick soup - otherwise he would break his teeth - and when he felt it was almost done, he put it in his mouth and chewed a piece hard.

Today's soup has a bit of meaty flavor, which is not bad.

"I said guys! Why didn't you see Ferguson and his people today?"

He looked around the customer and asked while chewing the bread.

Ferguson was the leader of another mercenary group. They were hired together and captured together.

"While we were queuing just now—before you and Patton arrived—I saw the people in their group being gathered together by the guards and taken away."

A young guy who was probably only sixteen or seventeen years old replied.

When Doug saw the young man who answered him, he felt a pity in his heart. His life had just begun, and he would end up in this hellish place for the rest of his life.

"I saw it too."

"Yes, the guard came to find Ferguson himself and asked him to lead his group away."

Many people gave Doug information.

What happened?

Doug was a little confused. Ferguson and his people were actually taken away by Aldo?

Was he taken away...executed?

Or... released?

If it's the former, will it be your and your people's turn in the next batch?

If it's the latter... why? Why?

Doug just grabbed the bread and was so lost in thought that he didn't even hear someone calling him next to him.

"Boss Doug! Boss Doug!"

Patton tugged on Doug's sleeve and shook it.

"Ah? What's the matter?"

Doug snapped out of his thoughts.

"The guards came to call us."

"What?"

Is it my turn?

When the unknown fate befell him, Doug's heart trembled.

"Everyone!"

The guard held up a loudspeaker and shouted:

"Gather in the open space outside immediately, within fifteen minutes, immediately!"

The people present, almost as a reflex, got up and ran outside, not even caring about the unfinished meal.

The prisoners have been undergoing a certain degree of military training in the manner of Arda's army - such as queues, housekeeping, and running exercises in the morning and evening. The original intention of doing this is just for management convenience.

After the assembly was completed, a man in Arda uniform came over and walked back and forth in front of the prisoners several times, observing them carefully.

Finally, he nodded with satisfaction and asked with great enthusiasm: "Who is Ribeiro Doug? Get out of the queue!"

Doug hesitated for a moment, but he understood that he could not escape after all.

So he shouted: "Here we come!"

He followed the usual running training, clenched his hands and placed them on his left and right sides, raised them to the position above his waist, trotted out of the queue, and stood in front of the Alda soldier.

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"Report! Ribeiro Doug No. 2001 reports to you!"

The soldier looked at him from top to bottom, making Doug feel as if he was in a livestock market. He was a horse, and the other person was the horse buyer.

"Follow me! The rest of you, keep standing like this for an hour!"

The "buyer" seemed to have taken a fancy to his horse and pulled the reins.

The rest of the people were puzzled, but they didn't even dare to look at each other. Did some bastard make a mistake and then all of them were punished to stand.

Doug followed nervously all the way until he entered the management office of the labor camp.

"Ferguson?"

Doug was a little surprised. As soon as he entered the door, he found that another mercenary group leader, Beluso Ferguson, was also here.

Ferguson saw him and his eyes revealed surprise, and then a little panic. Although he covered it up in an instant, Doug still caught this little panic.

"Humph!" Ferguson's already big nostrils opened even wider and snorted heavily.

He seemed to be full of fighting spirit all of a sudden.

"Lord Erwin! We [Rhino] are enough, and we don't need the weak chickens of [Black Dog] at all!"

Rhino! Black Dog!

Such nostalgic words, Doug's heart trembled, these two words are the names of Ferguson's mercenary group and his mercenary group.

But since being sent to the labor camp, these words have been buried deep in memory.

Now they emerge from his mind again, and also awaken Doug's habits when he was the leader of the mercenary group.

"Rhino's bastard! Who do you say is a weak chicken?"

Doug cursed back without any hesitation.

Although he was not polite, Doug's heart was full of joy.

From Ferguson's panic reaction when he saw him, and what he said to the soldier named Elvin, it seems that the Aldo people... seem to have something to use them for, and it's not a low-end job like shoveling coal, otherwise Ferguson wouldn't need to be so anxious - just now he seemed to have some business that was about to be taken away.

Does that mean... there is hope of escaping?