Chapter 1421 Slave Uprising

In the port area next to the Panama Canal, a train of trucks parked next to the rusty barbed wire.

Under the guns of several USN soldiers, scavengers wearing orange prison uniforms were carrying large and small plastic bags and queuing next to the truck.

After weighing, they threw the bundles of garbage into the truck, and their mission today was completed.

Before the outbreak of the World War in 2171, the Panama Canal, as a shipping hub for the entire Americas, had a cargo throughput of several times higher than that of other ports.

Stacks of containers are stacked here, from the most basic iron and aluminum ore to high-end large electronic equipment, you can find them here as long as you are willing to spend time looking for them.

In the second year after the signing of the Peace Treaty, Panama was classified as a special zone by NATO.

Under the orders of the NATO authorities, a group of survivors were transferred from Washington, New York, Boston and other places to arrive here. This was the predecessor of the American Revival Organization.

Later, the colonial ship set sail, the world government announced its dissolution, and the officers of the USS Aobama aircraft carrier battle group decided to restore the American Federation, and the entire Panama region ships were called up and everyone moved to the fleet.

And this port full of containers has become their material supply base.

Of course, these Americans cannot pick up trash by themselves.

Since they hold high the banner of reviving America, those Central and South American survivors are their natural labor force.

Now it's better. Since Congress issued a combat order against the NAC, the three thousand Chinese colonists captured from the town of Forbidden City and more than 30,000 West Coast natives have directly expanded their labor force at the Panama base by a full tenfold.

In order to manage the excess labor force, they even sent half a brigade of troops here, and at the same time promised those prisoners of war from North American that as long as they were obedient enough, they would have the opportunity to redeem themselves and become a glorious supervisor.

After the tow box was filled, the truck drove onto the highway and headed towards the base ten kilometers away.

The slaves who had previously entered the port area were rushed to the side by soldiers wearing chemical defense suits for radioactive and virus examinations.

After confirming that there is no problem, these slaves will be given a nutritional mixture.

As for how much the nutritional mixture contains, it all depends on the mood of these Americans.

Herbert, who was wearing a desert-colored camouflage exoskeleton, couldn't help but feel astonished as he looked through the statistics list in his hand.

Seventeen tons...Shet, these yellow-skinned monkeys look very thin and work very smoothly.

Why didn't those idiots in Congress take action earlier?Jeff, who was standing next to him, grinned and cursed, "Damn, if we had known that they were so capable of working, we could have gone to the other side of the Pacific to catch some slaves. Anyway, I heard that they are many people."

Haha, you can apply with Congress.Herbert quipped.

I'll go when I get the rank of captain...what is that.Halfway through his words, Jeff suddenly stopped talking and looked towards the horizon.

Outside the estuary of the canal, where the sea and the sky meet, a black dot suddenly appeared in their sight.

Squinted, Jeff took two steps forward, wanting to see clearly.

Herbert, who was standing by his narration, also noticed the situation in the distance, frowned and touched his chest, preparing to take out the telescope and take a look.

However, he realized that he did not carry the telescope with him when he was on the mission.

Old Wu, do you think the Marshal will come to save us?He lifted up his clothes and wiped the sweat from his face, and Yu Buwei's eyebrows squeezed out a trace of sadness.

Americans give fewer and fewer nutritional agents. From the beginning, I could barely eat enough, but now I can barely even get half full.

There is still a 500 kilogram mission to be completed in the afternoon. If this continues, he doesn't know how long he can live.

Is this still necessary?The man called Lao Wu replied in confusion, looking at the USN soldiers standing in the open space, with a glimmer of hatred in his eyes, and a stubborn pride flashed with him. When did the marshal suffer from the loss of outsiders?What's more, these white-skinned ghosts.

The empty tube of the nutritional mixture was inserted on the ground, like a dagger, tightly pinching it. Wang Fucheng, who was sitting next to him, didn't know what he was thinking.

Unlike these ordinary colonists, he was a soldier in the colony.

If the bullet that broke through the exoskeleton stuck in his ribs, he would have died in Qianshao Town.I can save my life now because of my good luck.

He always wanted to avenge his dead comrades, and brought the Chinese survivors in Panama to rise up, but the equipment of these Americans was so powerful. Last time, someone took the lead in causing trouble in the concentration camp. Before the matter could start, he was killed by a patrol drone.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that a black dot was floating faintly in the horizon.

His brows frowned slightly, and as he wanted to see carefully, his pupils suddenly dilated and a hint of ecstasy surged.

A name suddenly appeared in his mind.

NAC's Expeditionary Force!

The black dot gradually approached, but for the people in the port area, it was still far away and looked blurry.

The slaves sitting in the corner of the wall biting the nutritional agent also began to notice the situation in the horizon, stretched their necks and pointed in the direction of the sea level.

I wanted to stand up, but because I pointed at the gun on my side, I finally gave up.

Shet, what's going on with that thing!Jeff cursed, turned around anxiously and looked at Herbert, we must report the situation to the base.

Calm down, my friend.Herbert tried his best to comfort him and said, if something really happened, the people on the base would definitely know.Don't forget that radar can see much further than our eyes!

That's it...what are you doing over there!

Without any warning, the Chinese slave who had been squatting on the ground honestly suddenly exploded.

Taking advantage of the USN soldier next to him being attracted by the black shadow in the sky, Wang Fucheng hooked his neck with one hand, took out the dagger he hung on his shoulder with the other hand, and stabbed it hard towards the collar.

KakAh!

The blowing blood drowned the howl, and Wang Fucheng successfully snatched the rifle in his hand.

Seeing his comrades dead, Jeff took off his rifle hanging on his chest without saying a word and shot him with bullets at the slave who suddenly rebelled.

Without hitting Wang Fucheng, he killed and injured the slave squatting next to him.

Seeing that the murder was coming, the slaves squatting on the ground were in a mess. Some stood up and turned around and ran away, while others were brave enough to take advantage of the chaos to rob the weapons in the hands of soldiers.

This is not only the Chinese survivors, but also the South Americans.

After hiding behind the cover, Wang Fucheng fired a few shots at USN's soldiers. Seeing the scene in chaos, he opened his voice and roared at the slaves in the non-standard English.

Chinese brothers!Comrades who suffer in South America!All the enslaved people!The NAC Expeditionary Force is there. In less than half an hour, the group of scum will be crushed to the soles of our power armor!Before being saved, at least stand up and let our marshal see that we still have the courage to be saved!