Li Baoqiang and others told their respective situations.

Druid and Petrov came to Africa for tourism. They were trapped in Africa during the disaster. They were then raped in the mines and worked as miners for nearly a year. Because of their strong body, they gradually became slaves.

Zaike, who looks like a gorilla, turned out to be a doctor of medicine who specializes in cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. He returned to Kenya to visit his grandmother. He was also stranded on the African continent, displaced and became a slave.

Li Baoqiang smiled bitterly. Looking at the curious eyes of the three of them, Li Baoqiang felt a little embarrassed, and it was embarrassing to tell his origin.

"Well, I'm having fun. I was playing with hot air balloons and was blown to Africa by the strong wind, and I was caught here in a confused manner."

The druids and the other two laughed and burst into tears: "You are so unlucky. You have never seen you get caught like this, haha, but it's okay, without this strange experience, we won't know you, a friend,"

"Yes, according to our Chinese saying, this is fate,"

Li Baoqiang said with relief that a strange fate will surely happen.

Several people were lying on the hillside, holding grass roots in their mouths, enjoying the warm morning sunshine.

Li Baoqiang stared at the sky, and there were black spots moving in the sky, and Li Baoqiang suddenly felt his heart moving.

Li Baoqiang stood up, whistled a loud whistle, and then looked at the sky and waited quietly.

The druids and the other two stared at Li Baoqiang for no reason.

After a while, nothing happened. Li Baoqiang shrugged. It would be a miracle if the Divine Eagle could fall from the sky.

Li Baoqiang smiled embarrassedly at the three of them, and then looked serious: "Don't worry, I will definitely take everyone out, believe me,"

The druid, Petrov, Zaike nodded solemnly, and Li Baoqiang called them to sit down and raised his thoughts.

To escape, several preparations must be made.

First, we must contact our respective subordinates in secret, and dare to fight and have no intention of fighting.

Second, we need to prepare weapons. There are no guns, but there is no shortage of crowbars and pickaxes in the mines. These are the weapons that miners can find everywhere, and daggers are close-fitting weapons, which need to be secretly polished.

Third, we must establish a good relationship with the guards and find loopholes in the guards. The time is ripe, and it is not ruled out that a major escape or even a riot is carried out.

A slave of ten thousand people still has a chance to succeed against a guard team of two thousand people, but he would have to bleed and sacrifice.

Li Baoqiang temporarily suppressed this rash plan in his heart, and could not take such blind actions unless it was absolutely necessary.

It is even more undesirable to sacrifice unnecessary. Cherishing everyone’s life is Li Baoqiang’s style.

In addition, Li Baoqiang also had a little hope in his heart that his brothers would definitely come here. Not giving up or giving up is the idea he taught them.

Li Baoqiang believes that his brothers will also seize one-tenth of opportunity to find his own.

"Lao De, you know radio, can you assemble a radio station?"

Li Baoqiang was used to simplifying the name of several people according to the Chinese name. The new name of the druids and the three of them accepted it.

"Old Li, this is what you say. We Germans have the strongest hands-on ability in the world. I can't do advanced ones. I have no problem with a simple radio station, but I can only send Morse code. I don't understand. els code,"

The druid is very confident.

Li Baoqiang slapped his thigh: "Damn, awesome, I understand Morse code, you just need to build a radio station,"

In the next few days, the druid brought a small bucket of salt water through a familiar guard, as well as a copper plate and a zinc plate. The advantage was that Li Baoqiang shot an African antelope with a rough bow and arrow on the hillside. Baby.

The little antelope is very fat and tender. He originally wanted to keep the tooth-killing sacrifice, but for the radio station in his heart, Li Baoqiang gave it to the druid with ruthlessness.

"Look, this is the transmitter,"

The druid said proudly pointing at the wooden barrel on the ground.

"Ah," Li Baoqiang, Petrov, Zaike was stunned.

"Shit!, don't underestimate this transmitter. This barrel battery has a 36-volt voltage and an electric spark. It is estimated that it can emit ten kilometers. In this empty grassland, thirty kilometers are fine,"

The Druid explained in disgust that if he had given him another homemade style, he could use a radio to convert it into a transmitter, and he could use a lemon to make a transmitter.

In short, there are a hundred ways to make radio stations, but currently the conditions are limited, so you can only make such a battery transmitter.

The battery is the transmitter, Li Baoqiang understands this.

Fortunately, the druid used a copper piece to make a good transmitter key. A spring was installed very cleverly. Li Baoqiang tried the transmitter key and the touch felt very good.

From this point alone, Li Baoqiang still admires the Germans' powerful hands-on ability.

Li Baoqiang thought about the message and became familiar with the feel of the sending key. He was calm and calm. He gently pressed the sending key with his right hand and found the familiar feeling.

"DiDiDa..." The sender key touched the raised base of the negative electrode zinc plate, and a very clear and coherent sound of varying lengths reached the ears of several people.

"Perfect," Druid didn't know whether to praise his transmitter or Li Baoqiang's transmitter method.

In fact, the principle of this transmitter is very simple. Concentrated salt water, copper plate, and zinc plate form a battery. The copper plate is connected to the transmitter key, and the zinc plate is bent partly used as the base plate of the transmitter key.

When the sending button contacts the zinc plate, it is equivalent to a battery short circuit. An electric spark is successfully emitted, and a continuous short circuit of different contact times is formed, forming a group of Morse code telegram messages.

"I am Li Baoqiang, at the Lome Steel Plant in West Africa,"

The telegram message was sent ten times in a row, and Li Baoqiang then put down the sending button, hoping that as the druid said, this simple sending function could be transmitted thirty kilometers away, and he also hoped that the telegram could be monitored by his subordinates.

Li Baoqiang did not have much hope and became a slave. He was idle every day, basking in the sun on the hillside, and idle was idle. So Li Baoqiang would go to the hillside to send a telegram for a while every day.

Of course, the preparations for the riot are also carried out in an orderly manner. With the core organization, the slaves have relied on it. More than a dozen picks, wooden sticks, iron rods, shovels, and daggers are created every day, and the core riot team is also there. All of them are organized and waiting for the right opportunity.

However, a sudden news disrupted the wishful thinking of Li Baoqiang and others.

One day, a small team of fully armed guards came to the mining area, surrounding this beautiful black girl in Khaki casual clothes and round hooded hat.

The miners stopped working and stared at the beautiful black girls in a row.

"Damn, Angelina, that's so squinting," a white miner drooled.

"I like her butt, and the hard feel must be good," another black miner glared at the drooling man with contempt. How could the white man understand the beauty of black people?

"I want to fuck her three hundred times, three hundred times," a brown miner reached into his crotch and started to slap his hands on the spot.

The beautiful black girl's eyes were clearly black and white, and she swung around and looked at the dense teeth of the miners. Her sexy lips were squinted: "It's just these guys, skinny and bony, how can she beat those people?"
Chapter completed!