But when they got close, the bandit leader suddenly felt that something was off. He saw Ren Xiaosu and the others straightening their backs and calmly watching as they approached.
There was a little more human touch to them.
The bandit stopped his motorcycle by the river and pointed his gun at Ren Xiaosu. "All of you, get ashore! Haha, you're still in the fucking mood to make bricks? Who gave you permission to make bricks?"
From a distance, Jin Lan, Zhang Yiheng, and Ren Xiaosu's arms and legs were covered in mud and water. They did not even have guns in their hands. If they were not refugees, then what were they?
At this moment, there was a commotion outside. Ren Xiaosu was all too familiar with this scene. More bandits had arrived.
When a group had a common goal, these bandits who had been through thick and thin together would also look for ways to achieve that goal as soon as possible. This was when friendship was born.
Then Jin Lan sighed and said, "There's going to be another fucking newcomer joining us. They haven't even started accumulating bullets yet."
In the first two days of digging silt to make bricks, everyone's discussion was either they should run away, go back to being bandits, or rebel!
The new bandit leader felt aggrieved. "Aren't y 'all bandits? Why are you pretending to be refugees? If I knew there would be so many of you here, I wouldn't have come!"
The bandit leader glanced at Zhang Yiheng next to him. "Wait, I know you. Aren't you the big bandit leader from the western slope of Daban? Why are you here?"
"There's a saying in this book that when a person is in a group, their intelligence is severely reduced. In order to gain recognition, individuals are willing to abandon right and wrong and use their intelligence in exchange for a sense of belonging that makes them feel safe." Ren Xiaosu continued, "Perhaps that's why it's easy to get brainwashed when you're in a group."
Yang Xiaojin said calmly, "Are you saying that's the situation they're in right now?"
Ren Xiaosu's face sank. "What are you still standing around for? Are you trying to slack off?"
Although they knew that the further north they went, the more bandits there would be.
Moreover, the two people in front of him were much more powerful than the foreman. Both of them were supernatural beings, especially Yang Xiaojin, who was a woman. Even a woman was working with them. This sister-in-law was really a little different.
"Hehe, I've got ten now." Jin Lan said, "I feel like I'll definitely be able to pick up a gun in less than a month!"
There were about 30 bandits who had just arrived. When they saw a large group of people working from afar, they were overjoyed. There were so many refugees in the settlement. They were going to be rich!
Jin Lan was amused. "No, no. Brothers, continue working!"
Jin Lan nodded in relief. "Good job, brothers. Let's continue working!"
Jin Lan and Zhang Yiheng discussed it for a while and realized that some of them were still a little behind. So Jin Lan took the lead and held a small meeting. "It's like this. Our goal is to accumulate a hundred bullets as soon as possible to pick up a gun, but some people are lagging behind. I wouldn't care if they were still slacking off. But as you can see, they're also very anxious. So, as the captain, I'll donate a bullet to them."
Soon after, a large group of people donated five or six bullets. Although there was still a gap, they managed to close the gap a little.
Jin Lan snapped, "You people are holding us back, understand? I'm telling you, if you don't make 30 bricks by today, don't even think about sleeping."
But on the third day, the question everyone was discussing suddenly changed. "How many bullets do you have?"
Jin Lan and Zhang Yiheng looked at each other. Then they both started observing a moment of silence for the new bandit leader.
The bandits looked at one another. After a long time, someone said hesitantly, "I'll donate one too. But I'll have to promise you that you'll have to return it to me in the future!"
It seemed like being able to pick up a gun had suddenly become an honor.
Half an hour later, the bandit leader, whose face was bruised and swollen, rolled up his sleeves in the river ditch. With his eyes swollen, he asked Jin Lan, "How many bricks do we have to make every day?"
Ren Xiaosu smiled and said, "It's fine. We're not spoiled people. We can split the bricks we make equally between your two teams. Your captains can distribute them among their own team members."
Otherwise, it would be too fucking awkward if they were left empty-handed while everyone else was holding a gun.
Shouldn't these big shots be resting in the back? Back in the factory, the foreman did not do any work at all. But when they went down to the coal mines, the foreman would just sit outside and rest while supervising the work.
But Ren Xiaosu was still a little disappointed that no new bandits came over yesterday.
The bandit leader suddenly muttered, "Why do I get the feeling that they're not afraid of us at all?"
They clearly had guns to begin with, but they still had to work here to earn the right to pick up their guns again. It sounded ridiculous, but everyone suddenly found it enjoyable.
At first, there were many people who slacked off. They all pretended not to put in any effort. While others were working, they would lie down by the riverbed, bask in the sun, sleep, or watch others work.
Jin Lan already knew the fate of these foreign bandits. However, he felt a little sorry for himself.
This made Jin Lan feel apprehensive. He and Zhang Yiheng were now in charge of more than a hundred people each, so it was very clear who was progressing faster and who was lagging behind.
Ren Xiaosu watched from afar. He suddenly said to Yang Xiaojin, who was next to him, "I once saw a book hidden in a corner in Stronghold 88's library. It's called 'Motley Bunch.'"
Zhang Yiheng snapped back, "Go ahead and dig your silt. Stop talking nonsense."
Furthermore, Yang Xiaojin had said that if a single person was missing, they would not be able to teach.
And in the wilderness, refugees were the most obedient. They could be captured like livestock.
After that, Zhang Yiheng said to Team Two, "I'll also donate a bullet I earned."
The bandits were stunned for a moment. They had never expected Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin to actually work with them.
The bandits worked in silence. The work was still the same, and the goal was still the same. But when Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin jumped into the river, it seemed like there was something extra.
But on the third day, it was a little different. Those who had not worked before felt a little ashamed. While the others were resting, they were still working so that they could make up for the progress they had lagged behind in the past two days.
Ren Xiaosu shook his head. "I prefer to believe that this is the power of hope."
While Jin Lan and the others were working, he suddenly noticed two newcomers next to him. When he took a closer look, he realized it was Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin.
They saw Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin taking off their shoes and rolling up their sleeves. Jin Lan and Zhang Yiheng hurriedly said, "You two don't have to work. Just rest for now. We'll do it."
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