Rise of the Wasteland

"Can you please give me a piece of luncheon meat?" Eugene was appetizing as the students in the classroom were eating the luncheon meat happily. The expression of happiness and satisfaction after swallowing was as if moving to a mountain and sea.

The headmaster of the evening school brought a piece of luncheon meat, and Eugene cut a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. A thick, greasy texture spreads in the mouth, and the over-flavor of inferior spices is repulsive. There is no meat to eat, but the starch is definitely enough.

Eugene frowned after taking a sip, not swallowing, not vomiting. Anji was also curious to take a sip, and before he tasted it, he smelled it. She frowned when she smelled it, forced to eat and vomited immediately-too ​​bad!

Only Chandra was the most calm, as if it had been known for a long time that this kind of lunch was definitely not good. He didn't touch the luncheon meat, but instead volunteered to join the classroom as a temporary teacher to talk to the students.

Chandra is an economist, knowledgeable and humorous. He soon mingled with students of different ages, talking hotly, "Is it hard to study?"

"Bitterness!" There was a mournful sound in the entire classroom, and there was nothing to grieve.

"Will you be happy if you are allowed out of class?" Chandra asked again.

The classroom was momentarily quiet, and the problem was obviously somewhat sensitive. Many people do not want to answer, or do not know how to answer. Angie and Eugene outside the classroom also raised their ears to focus on the interaction between Chandra and the students.

An older student said with a playful expression: "We are happy to learn, and we are all very happy to have the opportunity to learn."

Hearing this remark was insincere.

Chandra asked again, "Is the lunch meat delicious?"

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious!" The classroom laughed again, and everyone was obviously very interested in eating.

"So how many people now can't eat the supper lunch every day because they can't pass the test every week?"

This is another heavy question, but it seems that it is not about it.

After several people looked at each other in front of Chandra, someone boldly said, "At first, many people did not like being called to class at night, and did not expect that they would be kicked out of the army if they could not pass the exam. There were thirty Many were fired. "

"and then?"

"In the past, even if I did n’t work with the Dialgo regime, I could find something to eat no matter how hard I worked, but even part-time work. Now the Legion is here, everything is under the control of the Legion. There is no chance of part-time work, even at night Walking around is not allowed. Soon someone will be starved to death. "

"and so……."

"So fewer and more people get fired, and everyone is afraid. Only five people were fired last week. This week ... Everyone studied very hard. There should be fewer fired. But the class is getting more and more. The harder it is, the harder we learn. "

Alas ... long sighs kept ringing in the classroom. Everyone was full of sorrow. So Chandra asked the previous question again, "If you are allowed to go without any punishment, will you still come to class?"

The student who had just answered the question was silent for a while, and hesitated a few times and said, "I don't know how to say it. Although it is hard, but it should still be useful to learn something. For example, the oral transmission of messages is always unsafe, can write and It's much better to understand the text, even the simplest.

We also know that the more we learn, the better life can be. But we all hope that the commander of the regiment will be a bit more forgiving. Our qualifications are too poor. Teachers say that our foundation is zero. If we can give us more opportunities to learn, we will definitely work hard. "

Yeah, yeah, yeah ... A group of people in the classroom nodded again and again. In their eyes, the old man must be in an unusual position, and subconsciously complained to him, hoping to get grace.

Eugene standing outside the window listened to his heart annoyed, and whispered, "These people are so stupid, they are suffering from Stockholm's syndrome. Other people bully them, they are addicted, and they will continue to work hard, They ... they should ... "

Eugene wanted to say 'should resist', but he knew that 'resistance' was impossible, and he couldn't think of any other response. He substituted himself into the situation of those students and found that there was no way out except to study hard.

Really annoyed!

"Millions of people are going to study at night school. Is n’t the Aurora Corps eating too much?" Eugene thought about it and could only look at the problem from another angle. He still held the box of luncheon meat with two mouthfuls, thinking that it would be a huge burden to feed millions of people with this stuff.

Anji, who is also outside the classroom window, also followed this idea, but she knew more, "It is not necessary to train several million people at the same time, one hundred thousand at a time is very suitable, so the burden is much lighter.

As for food supply, Victor's subordinates are particularly good at raising pigs and vegetables. He did a good job in Cuba, and Merida has become a logistical production base for the Aurora Corps.

And the agricultural conditions around Mexico City are also very good, as long as one year or even half a year they should be able to complete food self-sufficiency. What is more frightening is that they have opened the eastern route, maybe they can already get a continuous supply.

Of course, Victor was cruel enough that he wouldn't care about killing a batch of useless waste. My mother said that he was a natural ruler, and she should never be soft when it should be indifferent. "

It sounds really bad ...

"Fortunately, they are not strong enough. Miss Angie, I think you should suggest to your father to curb the development of the Aurora Corps, and to put in place strong sanctions." Eugene said aptly.

Angie ‘haha’ laughed. She said that if sanctions could be imposed, sanctions would have been imposed. As for what is contained is nonsense, now the Brotherhood is discussing the pull of the Aurora Corps. Just a 'free trade' has already attracted many high-level brotherhoods.

"I think this matter must be planned as early as possible, such as supporting the opposition, promoting democratic elections, opposing dictatorships, ..." Eugene also felt that he had a good idea, "In the past, the United States used this strategy."

Anji rolled his eyes and was too lazy to refute, but someone behind them talked, "Your old method is no longer valid."

Eugene was startled, and when he looked back, he saw Marco's oversized block standing behind him, with a bell-like evil eye staring at his own brain, and the bare teeth under his rotten lips were terrible, as if he was about to slap him .

And Zhou Qingfeng stepped out from behind Marco Shi, which made Eugene scared a half step back ~ www.readwn.com ~ The latter wanted to step forward to protect Anji again. It was just that Marcos took him aside like a chicken and gave him no chance.

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng, Anji was not afraid, but instead pouted, "Eavesdropping behind is not a gentleman's behavior."

"I'm not a gentleman. I just happened to pass by during the night inspection. Listening to my men saying you're here, I'll take a look." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the lively classroom and asked, "How about my night school?"

"Very good, I really admire what you can do. This form of education can only be done by you, you can do it, and you don't have the idea of ​​changing others. But they have suffered a lot for this." Anji evaluated from a neutral perspective. .

To suffer? What a hard job!

Although Anji's evaluation was more superficial, Zhou Qingfeng shook his head with a smile and walked into the classroom. As soon as he appeared, the eyes that originally focused on Chandra immediately turned to him, followed by a thunderous shout in the classroom.

"It's the legionnaire, it's the Hugo's legion!"

"I can't believe it. I saw the head of our legion with my own eyes."

"I see the God in my heart, ohh ..."

The atmosphere in the classroom was like a sudden outbreak of waves, and a crowd of people came up, even the fierce Marcos couldn't stop it. Loud shouts continued, and everyone fell into extreme fanaticism. Only Zhou Qingfeng calmly stepped forward to shake hands with the students in the classroom one by one, and simply encouraged a few words.

Looking at those Mexicans who cried and laughed one by one, tears of excitement, Anji outside was a mixed bag, Eugene was a dumb chicken.

How could this be? These people did not hate the culprits that led them to painful learning and severe punishment.

This scene has never been seen before ...

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