Hamid stepped in, and the seven young men inside were so frightened that they couldn't help crying.

Hamid looked at the seven people and said with a sneer: First of all, I would like to congratulate you. I promised Brother Ye that I will not kill the seven of you. Your lives are saved!

When the seven heard this, they burst into tears of joy.

The young man of Indian origin cried and asked, "Commander, when will we be released?

"Go back?" Hamid waved his hand: "No, no, no, from now on, the seven of you will be slaves here. As long as you live, you will work here, and if you die, you will be buried here. In this life, you will be buried here. Opportunity gone!

Hamid's words made these seven so-called heaven's favorites feel as if they were struck by lightning, and felt that the whole world collapsed at this moment.

The purpose of them coming to Syria to make documentaries is very different from that of He Zhiqiu. In fact, they don't really care about the world, let alone sympathize with the suffering people in the war. They just hope to give themselves a better resume and make themselves There is more growth capital in the hypocritical upper class in the West.

Later, when I got an official job in the upper class, at the high-end reception, everyone exchanged cups and glasses, and talked with a smile about how I once made a documentary in order to fight against the war and go deep into the Syrian battlefield. - sure to spark a slew of compliments from around.

When the time comes, not only will I be able to make my boss and my boss have a better impression of me, but I will also make the dignitaries look at me with admiration. This is definitely a good qualification that can last a lifetime.

However, they never dreamed that running to Syria to brush up a copy of their qualifications would involve them for the rest of their lives!

Thinking of staying in this ghostly place as slaves for the rest of their lives in the future, these seven people, without exception, burst into tears!

Seeing the seven people crying, Hamid asked in a cold voice, "Why are you crying? When you came to Syria, you never thought you would have today?!

Among the seven people, the Indian boy cried and said: "We just want to get a qualification, I didn't expect to be so dangerous Commander Meade, please let us go, some of us can study, the rest of us You can't do anything, you leave us seven, but it's a burden!"

Others also cried and begged.

For them, as long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, they must strive for it with all their strength.

However, Hamid did not give them any hope at all. He said coldly: "From tomorrow on, all of you men will go to the toilet, and all the women will go to herd cattle and sheep. You will work sixteen hours a day. When the time comes, I will I will arrange someone to watch you, if anyone dares to be lazy, I will punish him without eating for three days; if anyone wants to escape, I will break his legs and make him crawl to the toilet!

The village where Hamid is stationed is in very difficult conditions. There used to be electricity supply, but since the beginning of the civil war, even electricity has been lost. Here, there is no electricity, no communication, no running water and no sewer.

Therefore, the villagers of the entire village, as well as Hamid's soldiers, all settled in the dry toilet.

One or two thousand people defecate a lot every day. The soldiers originally took turns cleaning the toilets and transporting the dirt outside the village, but no matter who did this kind of thing, it was inevitable that there would be complaints.

So, almost without thinking, Hamid arranged these five men to clean the toilets and dump the filth. As long as these five men were squeezed to the extreme, his soldiers would no longer have to do this kind of dirty work.

After listening to these five people, they almost wanted to die.

At the thought of disposing of the excrement of one or two thousand people every day and cleaning the toilets they used, these five people felt that their lives were over.

Because Hamid said that they will be kept here as slaves for a lifetime, and they will not be able to leave until they die, which means that as long as they are still alive, they only have this job of cleaning toilets and dumping filth every day , going round and round, without end.

Is there anything more tragic than this in one's life?

Several people couldn't help thinking of Ye Chen, and they hated and regretted deep in their hearts.

If they had known that Ye Chen had the ability to take them out, why would they bother to pretend in front of Ye Chen? If they had been respectful to Ye Chen just now, they might have followed Ye Chen out of Syria, a place of right and wrong.

Seeing that these people were about to collapse, Hamid was too lazy to watch them make a fool of himself, so he told the soldiers around him: "Let them get up at 5:30 tomorrow morning, start working at 6 o'clock after eating, rest for half an hour at 12 o'clock, and have a rest in the afternoon. Rest for half an hour at six o'clock, and then work until eleven o'clock in the evening, understand?"

Several subordinates immediately nodded: "Understood, Commander!

After the seven people heard this, they almost wanted to bump their heads to die here.

One has to work sixteen hours a day, three meals and one and a half hours are removed, and the remaining rest time is only six and a half hours, which does not count washing, dressing, going to the toilet, etc. According to this, one can rest for five days a day. Six hours is already thank goodness! JrNovels.com