Chapter 931: Changes and Welcome at the MineThe sharp and piercing sound of buzzers rang out throughout the mining area, and a hint of doubt appeared on the numb faces of the miners in the mine.
They asked each other and found out that it was not time to rest yet, so how could such a harsh sound suddenly occur?
The mine is very large, with many twists and turns and deep caves, so there is no music or ordinary ringtones used as ringtones. Instead, an unpleasant, harsh, and sharp noise is used as the ringtone.
This kind of sound is very penetrating. People who are close to the speaker will feel a headache in just a few seconds.
People began to slowly leave the mines, or leave where they worked, and return to the mines.
This has become an instinct deeply embedded in their bones, and they must obey it as long as they are alive.
The rules in the mine have always been very strict, and they often deal directly with those who do not comply. This place is located on the hillside of Mabei Mountain, far away from the outside world, and is a lawless place.
The overseer might kill a miner simply because the miner looked at him, and then throw him into the mountains to become food for wild animals.
So at this time you can see that almost all the miners lowered their heads, slowly came to the position where they would stand every day, and then squatted down.
It is customary to take a head count.
From the moment they entered the mining area, they were no longer themselves. They were just the ruling group and Diego's tools for mining.
The managers of the mine gathered together, and the mine manager had a worried look on his face. "Just now, the butler called and asked us to temporarily stop the operation. There was a problem in Sage City, and some people took control of the city."
The other managers all showed disbelief. The director in charge of logistics couldn't help but stand up and asked, "What about our supplies?"
Mining is a physically demanding job. If they are given little food, they won’t be able to dig.
If you don't pay enough silver at the end of the month, Diego will be angry, so each miner must have about two pounds of food every day, as well as protein and a little meat.
Their food is not bad and the money is not small. Each person can earn about 600 to 700 parla per month, which is considered a good income locally.
However, not every miner can leave here alive. It’s not that they are unwilling to pay or something, but secretly kill the miners.
But the mining technology in Lapa is very backward. People have to dig with pickaxes and shovels, and they often encounter landslides and burials.
When a landslide occurs, at least a dozen, and sometimes dozens of people disappear.
Don't expect the mine to rescue them. On the one hand, the cost of rescue is too high, but human life is too cheap. These people will not spend more than their value to rescue worthless lives.
Humanitarianism is only based on having enough food to eat, warm clothes to wear, and relative wealth.
Until these are achieved, humanitarianism is just a “word”.
In addition, we have to consider some other situations, such as excessive fatigue, sudden heart attack, etc., which happen to many people every year.
There are also those who can't stand it and go crazy. The environment down in the mine is very depressing, and the electric wires can't reach deep into the complex mine.
Deep in the mines, all we use are very dim battery lights. In order to be able to work for longer periods of time, the bulbs are very dim and we can only barely see clearly.
The deep and dark cave is like a monster's mouth. After digging a few times, some people can't help but look back at the darkness that seems to swallow everything.
They would go mad, deep down in the mines, and destroy themselves.
Like other accidents, such as falling, being hit by falling objects, or problems with ventilation equipment.
There are so many possibilities for people to stay here forever, in the deep caves.
But no matter whether the work they give you is dangerous or not, working hard is what they have to do. In order to allow them to have the physical strength to work, having a good meal every day can be considered a spice of life.
It is obviously not realistic to rely on reserves to produce more than one ton of food every day. The food reserves here are only enough for two to three weeks.
Ten days had passed since the last shipment. The manager looked at the head of logistics and asked, "How long can our food last?"
The head of the logistics department said, "If we maintain the current high intensity of mining, it may only last three or four days."
"But if we don't have them working so hard, we can cut that expenditure and sustain it for at least a week."
The manager nodded. "More than a week, enough time for the army to come over."
"Let the miners have a good rest these days and don't say things they shouldn't. Keep a close eye on them. If anyone dares to lead a riot..."
A cold light flashed in his eyes, "Then get rid of it!"
"No matter what, the silver mine cannot go wrong in our hands."
Soon these people began to make arrangements according to the manager's instructions. The manager was the actual controller of the silver mine. He was Diego's confidant, and Diego trusted him, just like he trusted Gomez before.
Diego will keep his trust in him until he makes a mistake.
Others stood up and began to deal with their work.
The miners had no idea what had happened, but long-term obedience training had made them unwilling to even use their brains to guess what had happened and they just blindly followed the orders.
The manager came to his office, the highest place in the entire mine with the best view.
He patted the microphone and said, "The benevolent and magnanimous president sympathizes with your hard work. Our production requirements have been reduced this month. You can have a good rest in the next few days to prepare for a new start next month."
"Okay, line up and go back to your dormitories."
"Although you are resting these few days, you are strictly prohibited from running around or wandering around in the mine area. You are not allowed to leave your room without permission..."
He read out a series of management regulations. Similar things had happened before, and the entire mine had entered a defensive shutdown state, so he and the entire management team were very experienced in this area.
No one doubted that Diego's army would be unable to handle the unrest in Seg City, and it would probably take less than a week for them to resume underground operations.
The miners were not all fools. There were a few who had not completely lost their personality and will. They gathered together to discuss what had happened, but they could not come up with anything.
They had no clue as to the break and were completely at a loss as to why it had happened.
"Maybe something important happened and they didn't tell us." said a slightly older miner as he stood in front of the simple dormitory, looking at the foggy forest.
The air in the mountains is too humid, and sometimes they miss the relatively dry mines even more.
In the dormitory, after just one night, the clothes would feel half wet and half dry, which was very uncomfortable to wear, just like being stuffy with sweat. So most people in the dormitory were shirtless, some only wore a pair of shorts, and some even wore nothing at all!
The older miners were actually only thirty-five years old, but looked to be in their forties.
Another younger miner said nonchalantly, "Who knows?"
"It doesn't matter to us anyway. We don't have to go down the well for a few days. This is the most comfortable thing we have experienced this year!"
“It would be great if I could come here for a few days every month!”
Another miner who was already lying on the bed sneered, "I believe they will let you rest forever rather than rest often."
When this sentence was uttered, people were stunned for a moment, and then they lost interest in continuing the conversation.
Death and work are always topics that cannot be avoided in mines.
It's so hard to get a few days of rest, which is more comfortable for all the miners than the holidays.
People lay on the hard disk bed with grimace in pain. The bones of their bodies made a "cracking" sound as the hard board was stretched flat, and the expressions on their faces became both painful and comfortable.
With a long sigh, the miners quickly relaxed.
They no longer think about why the work is suspended, but are more concerned about what to eat for dinner.
The news of the "fall" of Sege City quickly spread in Lapa. Those who were still going around in circles with the military and still looking for the right development path seemed to have suddenly found a shortcut to their ultimate goal - establishing an anti-government armed force.
Control the city, master the population, make the rules, and gain the right to speak.
Then they will use the power they have to fight against the Lapa government until they can directly overthrow Diego's regime and others.
Transform this country, transform the world!Ross was the second person to contact Lance. After he heard that someone had taken control of Seg City and used a large number of weapons in the process, he knew it must be related to Lance.
Only the federal government could get them a large number of weapons at this time. Relying solely on their own abilities, they would never be able to develop and manufacture new guns and bullets in their lifetime.
It seemed that the only person who could provide them with these things, and who didn't mind working with them, was Lance.
Ross wants to talk to Lance, he also needs some help, and he is also interested in attacking a city.
Having a city is equivalent to having a large amount of resources, and he will have more initiative.
He had to contact Lance.
However, Lance didn't know about the call at that time because he was on his way to the Horseback Mountain Silver Mine.
When he learned that Pedro used methods that were actually not complicated to create conflicts and confrontations, he started from Zhuolan.
Based on his observations of Pedro during this period, there is a high probability that Pedro will take over Seg City.
As expected, there were not too many surprises. Seg City soon experienced an internal outbreak of conflicts, which became a bomb that overturned the inside story of Seg City's closed rule. It was not just a simple matter of making the mayor of Seg City lose face.
They also exposed some lies and revealed some truths and facts about the cruel exploitation of the lower classes!
Who would have thought that some things that are only worth a few dozen dollars in Lapa could be exchanged for thousands of dollars when sent to the federation. With a difference of dozens or hundreds of times, where did the profits go?Sometimes there are some things that you just can’t think too deeply about. The more you think about them, the more confused you become.
Seeing a row of armored vehicles driving on the road was still a bit oppressive. In addition, the road to Mabei Mountain was relatively well-developed, so it didn't take too long to drive all the way down.
Lance did not stop when passing through Sage City, as other things promised to Pedro were on the way.
Lance is a man of great trust. If Pedro gives him money, he will give him something.
At the same time, he also wanted to observe closely to see the combat effectiveness of Lapa's army and whether it was as some people said, that they had no combat effectiveness at all.
Under the guidance of the tour guide, the convoy soon arrived outside the Mabeishan Silver Mine.
The manager was in the office eating game, drinking wine, and chatting with other members of the management.
For people like them, even though the silver mine has all kinds of inconveniences, as long as there is one thing, it is their paradise - power!The manager has the most power in the mine, he is like a local emperor here.
When these people got excited, they couldn't help but stand up and talk while performing.
The number of educated people among the Lapa people, as well as their level of education, are very low.
Once they are unable to express what they want to say, they will use gestures to express it.
A few people were eating, drinking and chatting as if they were dancing, when suddenly the captain of the mining protection team ran in.
Everyone at the table was looking at the captain of the mining protection team. The originally lively scene seemed to become a lot quieter because of his appearance.
But at this time he didn't care about these things, whether he disturbed these people's relaxation here, and said directly, "Vargas is back, he said he wanted to come in and tell you something."
The manager had drunk some wine, and his reaction had slowed down a lot. "Then let him in?"
he asks.
Originally, this matter should have been decided by him, but now, alcohol has corrupted his soul.
It took him several seconds to realize that he was now in charge.
He wiped his face with a towel and tried to look calmer. "Who else is there besides him?"
The leader of the mining protection team said, "There are some other cars, which are square and don't look like ordinary cars. There are about a dozen of them."
The manager thought for a moment and then said dazedly, "It must be government aid. They sent us food!"
The manager seemed a little excited, "I told you, President Diego won't abandon us!"
He drank the last bit of wine in the glass in his hand, then put the glass heavily on the table, "Come on, come with me to meet Vargas and the important supplies he brought!"
(End of this chapter)