Chapter 933: Changes and Welcomes at the Mine

The sharp, piercing sound of a buzzer rang throughout the entire mining area. A trace of confusion appeared on the numb faces of the miners inside the mine shaft.

They asked each other; it wasn't time for a break yet, so why did this piercing sound suddenly ring out?

The mining site was large, with many winding paths and deep mine shafts, so they didn't use music as a bell, nor did they use ordinary bells; they used a harsh, piercing, sharp noise as the bell.

This sound had strong penetrating power. For those closer to the loudspeaker, just a few seconds would make their brains ache.

People started to slowly leave the mine shafts, or leave the places where they were working, and return to the mining site.

This had already become an instinct deeply embedded in their bones; as long as they weren't dead, they had to obey.

The rules at the mine had always been strict. They usually dealt directly with those who didn't obey. This place was located on the mountainside of Ma Bei Mountain, far away from the outside world, and was a lawless place.

A supervisor might kill a miner just because the miner looked at him, then throw the miner into the mountains to become food for wild beasts.

So at this moment, it could be seen that almost all the miners were lowering their heads, slowly coming to the positions where they stood every day, and then squatting down.

This was the routine; they had to take roll call.

From the moment they entered the mining area, they were no longer themselves; they were just tools used by the ruling group, by Diego, to mine.

The managers at the mining site gathered together. The mine manager had a worried look on his face. "The head butler just called and told us to temporarily stop operations. Saige City has had some problems; some people have seized control of the city."

The other managers showed expressions of disbelief. The supervisor in charge of logistics couldn't help but stand up. "Then what about our supplies?"

Mining was physical labor; if they were given little food, they couldn't mine.

If they couldn't hand over enough silver by the end of the month, Diego would be angry, so every miner had to have about two pounds of food every day, and there was protein, a little meat.

Their food wasn't bad, and the money wasn't small either; each person could get an income of about six or seven hundred Para a month, which was considered a pretty good income locally.

However, not every miner could leave this place alive. It wasn't that they weren't willing to give money or something, secretly killing miners.

It was that Lapa's mining technology was very backward, almost just letting people take picks and shovels to dig down, often encountering collapses and burials.

When encountering a collapse, a few or a dozen, or even dozens of people would disappear directly.

Don't count on the mining site to save them. On one hand, the cost of rescue was too high, but human life was too cheap; these people wouldn't take out costs exceeding their value to rescue them for some worthless human lives.

Humanitarianism was only built on the foundation of being able to eat one's fill, wear warm clothes, and be relatively wealthy.

Before achieving these, humanitarianism was just a "vocabulary."

Besides this, they also had to consider some other situations, such as excessive fatigue, sudden heart attacks, etc.; many people died like this every year.

There were also those who couldn't take it and went crazy. The environment under the mine shaft was very oppressive, and the wires couldn't reach the deep, complex mine shafts at all.

Deep in the mine shaft, they all used very dim battery-powered lights. In order to work for a longer time, the light bulbs were very dim, and they could only barely see clearly.

The deep, pitch-black cave was like a monster's mouth. There would always be people who, after digging a few times, couldn't help but look back at that pitch-black darkness that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

They would become crazy, at the bottom of the deep mine shaft, and then self-destruct.

Like other accidents, such as falling, such as being hit by falling things, such as problems with ventilation equipment.

There were too many possibilities for people to stay here forever, in the deep caves.

But regardless of whether their work was dangerous, working hard was something they had to do. In order to give them the strength to work, eating a good meal every day could be considered a seasoning in life.

More than a ton of grain every day, relying on reserves was obviously not very realistic. The grain reserves here were only enough for two to three weeks.

More than ten days had passed since the last shipment. The manager looked at the logistics supervisor. "How much longer can our grain last?"

The logistics department supervisor said, "If we maintain the current high-intensity mining, it might only last three or four days."

"But if we don't let them work at such high intensity, then we can cut this part of the expenditure, and it can support at least a week's time."

The manager nodded. "A week or more is enough for the army to come."

"These few days, let the miners have a good rest. Don't say things that shouldn't be said. Keep a close eye on them. If anyone dares to lead a riot..."

A cold light flashed in his eyes. "Then deal with them!"

"No matter what, the silver mine cannot have problems in our hands."

Soon these people started to arrange things according to the manager's instructions. The manager was the actual controller of this silver mine. He was Diego's confidant, and Diego trusted him, just as he had trusted Gomez before.

Before he made a mistake, Diego would maintain trust in him.

Others stood up one after another and started to handle their work.

The miners didn't know what had happened, but long-term obedience training made them not even willing to use their brains to guess what had happened, just blindly following.

The manager came to his office, the highest and best-viewed place in the entire mining area.

He patted the microphone. "The merciful and generous President sympathizes with your hard work. This month, our production requirements have been lowered. In the next few days, you can have a good rest to welcome the new beginning of next month."

"Alright, line up and go back to your dormitories."

"Although you are resting these few days, it is strictly forbidden to run around or wander around in the mining area. Without permission, you are not allowed to leave your room..."

He read out a series of management regulations. Similar things had happened before, and the entire mining site had entered this defensive state of suspension, so he, and the entire management layer, had a lot of experience in this regard.

No one doubted that Diego's army couldn't handle the turmoil in Saige City. It might not even take a week, and they could resume underground operations again.

The miners weren't all fools; there were also a few who hadn't been completely worn down of their personality and will. They gathered together to discuss what had happened, but couldn't discuss anything out.

They didn't have any clues about this rest time and couldn't understand at all why this situation would appear.

"Maybe something important happened, and they didn't tell us," a slightly older miner stood in front of the simple dormitory door, looking at the misty mountains and forests, he said.

The humidity in the mountains was too high; sometimes they actually missed the relatively dry mine shafts more.

In the dormitory, just one night, the clothes had a half-wet, half-dry feeling, and wearing them on the body was very uncomfortable, just like being covered in sweat. So most people in the dormitory were shirtless, some only wearing a pair of big underpants, and some even wearing nothing at all!

The slightly older miner was actually only thirty-five years old, but looked like he was in his forties.

Another younger miner said indifferently, "Who knows?"

"Anyway, as long as it has nothing to do with us, these few days we don't have to go down the mine, it's the most comfortable thing this year!"

"If only we could have a few days like this every month!"

Another miner who was already lying on the bed board sneered, "I believe more that they will let you rest forever, rather than resting often."

Once this sentence was out, people were stunned for a while, and then they had no interest in continuing to talk.

Death and work were always topics that couldn't be escaped on the mine mountain.

Being able to rest for a few days with great difficulty was more comfortable for all miners than celebrating a festival or the New Year.

People lay on the hard bed boards with painful expressions, their bodies' bones making "clatter-clatter" sounds because of the hard boards stretching them flat, and the expressions on their faces became both painful and comfortable.

Accompanied by a long sigh, the miners relaxed completely very quickly.

They no longer thought about why the work was suspended. Compared to thinking about these, they were more concerned about what they were having for dinner.

The "fall" of Saige City quickly spread in Lapa. Those who were still circling with the military and looking for a correct development path seemed to have suddenly discovered a shortcut to the ultimate goal—establishing anti-government armed forces.

Control the city, master the population, formulate rules, and gain the right to speak.

Then use the power they had in their hands to confront the Lapa government, until finally they could directly overthrow the Diego regime and others.

Transform this country, transform the entire world!

Ross was the second person to contact Lanse. When he heard that someone had controlled Saige City and used a large number of weapons in the process, he knew it must have something to do with Lanse.

Only the Federation people could get them a large number of weapons at this time. Just by relying on their own abilities, they would never dream of self-researching and self-manufacturing new firearms and bullets in their lifetime.

The person who could provide them with these things, and didn't mind cooperating with them, seemed to be only Lanse.

Ross wanted to chat with Lanse; he also needed some aid, and he was also very interested in attacking a city.

Having a city in hand meant having a large area of resources, and he would have more initiative.

He had to contact Lanse.

However, Lanse didn't know about this phone call at this time, because he was on his way to the Ma Bei Mountain silver mine.

When he learned that Pedro had used actually not-so-complicated means to create contradictions and opposition, he set off from Zhuolan.

Based on his observation of Pedro during this period, there was a high probability that Pedro would handle Saige City.

Sure enough, there were no too many surprises. Saige City quickly became a bomb that overturned the inside story of Saige City's closed rule because of the outbreak of internal contradictions, not just as simple as making the mayor of Saige City lose face.

They also exposed some lies and revealed some truths and facts about the cruel exploitation of the bottom-level people!

Who could have imagined that things worth only a few dozen dollars in Lapa could be exchanged for thousands of dollars when sent to the Federation, a gap of dozens or hundreds of times? Where did the profits go?

Sometimes some things just shouldn't be thought about deeply. The more you think, the more you can't think it through.

A row of armored vehicles driving on the road still had some oppressive power. Plus, the road to Ma Bei Mountain was considered perfect, and the journey didn't take too long.

Lanse didn't stop when passing through Saige City. Other things promised to be sent to Pedro were on the way.

Lanse was a person with a lot of credit. Pedro gave the money, so he had to give the other party the things.

At the same time, he also wanted to observe at close range to see what the combat effectiveness of Lapa's army was, whether it was as some people said, with no combat effectiveness at all.

The motorcade, under the guidance of a tour guide, quickly arrived outside the Ma Bei Mountain silver mine.

The manager was eating wild game and drinking alcohol in the office, chatting with other members of the management layer.

For these people, even if the silver mine had all kinds of inconveniences, as long as it existed, this place was their paradise—power!

The manager had the greatest power at the mine; he was like the local emperor here.

When these people talked about the peak of their excitement, one by one they couldn't help but stand up, performing while talking.

The number of educated people in Lapa, and the degree of education, were both very low.

Once they couldn't express the content they wanted to express, they would dance and gesture to express it.

Just as a few people were eating, drinking, and chatting like dancing, suddenly the captain of the mine protection team ran in.

The people at the table all looked at the captain of the mine protection team. The originally lively scene seemed to become much colder because of his appearance.

However, at this moment, he didn't care about these things, whether he had disturbed these people relaxing here, and said directly, "Bargas is back. He said he wants to come in and has something to tell you."

The manager had already drunk some alcohol, and his reaction had slowed down a lot. "Then let him in?"

He asked.

Originally, this matter should have been decided by him, but now, alcoholic beverages had corroded his soul.

It took several seconds for him to react that he was presiding over the work now.

He wiped his face with a towel, trying to make himself look as calm as possible. "Who else is there besides him?"

The captain of the mine protection team said, "There are also some cars, square and upright, they don't look like ordinary cars, there are about a dozen of them."

The manager thought slightly for a moment and then said dizzily, "It must be the government's aid that has arrived. They sent us grain!"

The manager seemed a bit excited. "I said, President Diego wouldn't abandon us!"

He said, drinking the last bit of wine in the cup in his hand, and then put the cup heavily on the table. "Go, go with me to see Bargas, and the important supplies he brought!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 934 =====