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Chapter 4563 The war song is immortal

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    "What's going on? What are those prisoners of war doing? Who gave them the authority to make such a loud noise? Captain Yaman, what are your guards doing? Do you need me to emphasize the responsibilities of the guards to them?" Nelson  Throwing tantrums in the office.

    "It's just a few prisoners singing. Sir, I think we have to face a more serious problem now." Captain Yaman is the guard captain of this labor camp.  He said worriedly, "These prisoners don't have cannons. Compared to these prisoners, I think the rebels outside are the big problem."

    "They are just some rebels. What can they do? They must want to rescue these Anmore prisoners of war, so as long as the prisoners are still in our hands, they have nothing to do. Those singing are probably the leaders of the prisoners  , they may want to express something through singing, or they may want to convey some message to the outside world.

    I think Captain, you should arrest them all, put them on a high wall, and shoot them in public.  To shock the rebels and silence the prisoners.  "Nelson said viciously.

    "Sir, you heard it too. This is not a dozen people singing, there are at least thousands of people singing, maybe every prisoner is singing. You want me to sing these thousands of people  Kill them all? Then force the rebels outside and let them fire artillery to burn this place to the ground?" Captain Arman said loudly.

    "If this can prevent them from saving people, I think we should try this." Nelson sneered, "Since their goal is to save people, then we will leave them with no one to save."

    "Shoot everyone? Sir, this is simply crazy. How will I explain to the superiors when they investigate? Just say that these tens of thousands of prisoners of war were preparing to escape from prison, and I executed them all?" Captain Arman shook his head. "If I really do this,  I will definitely be shot too.

    Because this matter is so big, once word spreads about the large-scale execution of prisoners of war, it will be a serious humanitarian disaster.  When the time comes, even the higher-ups will no longer be able to take the responsibility, and someone will definitely be found to take responsibility. We will definitely be used as scapegoats and shot.  Captain Arman shook his head.

    "Shut up! Captain, I have to remind you. You must serve the organization. Being able to take responsibility for the organization is a very noble heroic act. This is a noble sacrifice, not a scapegoat. If I am serious, just by saying this  Speech and you will be arrested," Nelson yelled.

    "Sorry sir, I was just in a hurry." Captain Arman said helplessly.

    "Shut up and listen to me." Nelson yelled. "Take your people to the cells and arrest all the leaders. Put up the wall and kill a group of them, and the resistance elements outside will  yield."

    "But this was all done on their own initiative, and everyone was in prison. No one stepped forward to organize them to sing, or take any threatening actions." Captain Yaman was still hesitant.

    "Hell, let me stress this to you again? The people held here are all prisoners of war. They once fought against the Orumi Federation and are enemies of the Federation.

    No matter how we treat them, we will never treat them too harshly.  Do I need a reason for you to shoot them?  You don't need any explanation from anyone at all.

    ¡°Just shooting a few prisoners, like we do every day.  Don't let the resistance out there cloud your judgment, Lieutenant Yalman.  Nelson stared at him.

    "Yes, yes sir, I know. I'll do it right away." Forced by Nelson's coercion, Captain Arman could only nod reluctantly.

    But when he led people into the prison area, the sight in front of him made him hesitate again.  In the labor camp, all the prisoners of war stood up and sang quietly in their cells.

    Due to long-term malnutrition and overloaded work, many people here are not in good health.  But now, they are all standing side by side.

    Even those who are in poor health are supported by the people around them and stand together.  Everyone was singing this traditional Anmol war song.

    These sick prisoners of war did not even have the courage to look at him in the past.  But now, they actually dared to stand there and look at Arman.

    I don¡¯t know if it was a psychological effect, but Captain Yaman even avoided their gazes with some fear.

    "Stop singing. Prisoner 8432, tell your people to shut up." Arman turned his head and shouted sharply at a prisoner.

    "Sorry, I can't control them." The prisoner shook his head.

    "8432, you are the leader of this prison area, aren't they all under your control?" Arman shouted.

    "That was before. But now, there is no Prisoner 8432 here. There is only Lieutenant Ahmed of the Sixth Company, the Fourth Regiment of the Anmore Army." The prisoner smiled coldly.

      "What on earth are you talking about? Do you want to rebel? Do you really think I don't dare to shoot you?" Captain Yaman said sternly.

    "I know you dare to shoot me. But even if you dare to shoot me, I still dare to talk to you like this. Do you want to know why?" The prisoner looked at him coldly.

    Captain Jarman hesitated.

    "You don't dare to ask, right? Then let me tell you, listen to this song. This song is the answer.

    Our families used to sing this song as they sent us off to the battlefield to fight for Anmore.  Many people fought and died in this song.

    Since we arrived here, we have no names, only labor camp prisoner numbers.  Because you want us to forget who we are.

    ¡°But listening to the gunfire outside and listening to this song, these are all telling me who I am.  I am Lieutenant Ahmed, Sixth Company, Fourth Regiment of the Anmore Army, a soldier from Anmore.  ¡± the prisoner suddenly burst out.

    The surrounding prisoners of war sang even louder.  "After experiencing the baptism of blood and glory, I heard the mournful cry in the wind.

    ??To commemorate the battles of the past, the scars are just tattoos on the chests of warriors.  The funeral fire ignited infinite respect, and the pain of the past was sealed behind the warrior.

    The flag of the tribe will never fall, and there is no fear of loyalty and faith"

    Captain Arman ordered, "Open the cell door and bring these people out. Anyone else who dares to make noise will be executed just like them."

    The prisoners showed no fear and their singing never stopped.

    "Captain" A guard couldn't help but look at the prisoners around him, pulled Captain Arman aside, and whispered, "Do you really want to execute them all?"

    "Nonsense, is this something I can decide? That damn Nelson is staring at me. If I don't do what he says, who knows if he will report me to the superiors?" Arman said helplessly.

    "Captain, it's already come to this moment, do you still care about the punishment from above? I just heard that this time things are getting serious.

    Uprisings have broken out in many cities across the country, and police stations and city halls have been occupied by rebels.  I heard they also knocked out a portion of the Union garrison on Route 4.

    Now it¡¯s coming at us again. I¡¯m afraid we won¡¯t be able to survive this time until our superiors punish us.  "A guard whispered.

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