Luo You had secretly sentenced these people to death. Of course, he did not take action now. He had done enough methods of killing and deterring people, and he would become numb if he did it any more. He had to take this kind of thing slowly.

Luo You looked at the more than 1,900 death row soldiers on the gathering venue and said in a relaxed tone: "First of all, congratulations to you for passing the preliminary test. Many of you may not know me yet, please introduce yourself. My name is Luo You, and I will call me Colonel Luo You in the future."

"Of courses of you are from the Brotherhood, and some are from the wild dogs. Before I came to the death camp, maybe you cut someone's hands and anyone else's ears. The two factions are incompatible. But from today on, this situation is about to end. You have only one identity, the soldiers of the death camp."

Luo You stretched out his hand, pointed at the dead flag hanging not far away, and asked, "Now, tell me, what is this?"

The audience was silent. After a while, a soldier boldly replied: "The flag of death!"

"Wrong." Luo You took his hand back, his eyes became colder, his eyes swept across the black soldiers, and he sneered, "This is your life."

"What is a death camp? The death camp is a garbage, a scumbag, a frontline pig who serves as cannon fodder for the regular army. You are, and I am too." Luo You narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly, "There are all kinds of reasons why you stand here, such as rape, murder, robbery, theft, spy... You may want to live in a daze and die in a daze. But unfortunately, I don't want to have something I have to do, and in order to achieve my goal, all of you must be my stepping stone."

The atmosphere began to become solemn. In fact, anyone could see that a person as strong as Luo You would fall into a death row camp, and there must be a special reason. He would definitely not accept the status quo and find a way to break free, rather than slowly degenerating in such a decayed place.

However, no one expected that Luo You would say it so bluntly, which was clearly announcing to everyone: You must die for my goal.

Can you refuse? Yes, die now.

"The death row camp goes to the battlefield, without psychic powers, and without communication equipment. In the eyes of the regular army, you are just cannon fodder accumulated by numbers. They will not provide you with these things. The only thing that can make us pass the order is this dead flag." Luo You pointed his hand at the black-bottom dead flag and said coldly, "This is the only communication tool on the battlefield. I can only tell you through it, when to attack, when to defend, when to advance, and when to retreat."

"So, the flag of death is your life. Only when this flag stands on the battlefield can you have hope of survival." Luo You's eyes slowly moved down, and there was no trace of emotion in his cold eyes. "Here is ordering that on the battlefield, a flag of death falls down, and all the members under the flag, regardless of their status or status, will be executed."

At this moment, everyone was so scared that their whole body was cold. In the past, they were on the battlefield, no matter what flags or flags they were not allowed to do, they all took their own lives. After absorbing the first round of enemy artillery fire or the impact of ferocious beasts, they just tried their best to survive. Not to mention abandoning their comrades, many people even deliberately injured their comrades, let them become bait and find a place to hide themselves.

Ke Luoyou's order basically eliminated the possibility of this practice. If you want to survive, you must unite around the Death Flag. Otherwise, once the Death Flag falls, even if you hide well and save your life, you will be executed when you turn back to clean the battlefield.

If someone else issued this order, most of the soldiers present might feel that it was a thunder and raindrops, and the orderer would not have the courage to make this change.

But at this time, the person who ordered was Luo You. He had just arrived at the death row camp and destroyed the entire Fourth Company just to establish his authority. In his eyes, human life was no different from a grass. He would definitely do such a thing!

At this time, everyone, including Chu Fan, began to be in danger. Chu Fan even suspected that he was deliberately said to him, especially the sentence "regardless of military achievements and status". Luo You seemed to be secretly telling Chu Fan: Don't think that you are closer to me, I will forgive you more, and treat everyone equally in my eyes.

Just as everyone was feeling cold, and when their legs were swaying, the tall Rapur suddenly took a step forward, walked out of the array, hammered his chest hard, and shouted: "We need motivation! Otherwise, we will have no motivation to kill the enemy!"

Next to him, a soldier lowered his voice and shouted anxiously: "Rapur! You dare to bargain, are you dead?"

"Very good! Very good!" It was abruptly, and there was a crisp applause from the stage. Luo You clapped and looked at Rapur with a smile, and said, "One thing, you can rest assured that I asked you to go up to the mountain of swords and seas of fire, not for free. I can swear here that I will never treat you badly."

Luo You waved the space bag, and the space on the stage was twisted, and mountains of containers slowly appeared. Everyone couldn't help but whispering, wondering what this was.

Soon, Luo You gave them the answer: "Those who can stand here alive are those who have passed the first round of tests, and this is the reward for you."

When the container was opened, the audience was in an uproar. All kinds of tobacco and alcohol were piled up like mountains, and they were not sold in inferior shops on the roadside. They were all high-end goods that civilians could not afford. They were exquisitely packaged in sealed jars. Even so, many people even had hallucinations on their noses. Just looking at these things, the fragrance was already filled with the nose.

Another container opened immediately, all of which were warm clothes for winter, made of high-end silk. In the death row camp where supplies were scarce, soldiers wore sauerkraut-like uniforms all year round. Moreover, the moisture here was very heavy and it was often too dry for three days, so they could only wear it wet. Sometimes, a pair of dry and warm pants might cause death, let alone this silk clothes that were as comfortable as heaven!

Containers are opened one by one, fresh meat, vegetables, fruits, medicines, standard weapons, ammunition, tactical equipment, everything that allows people to survive in the era of collapse.

"This is the reward for you. If you have the qualifications to survive, you will not freeze to death or starve to death, and will not die unarmed on the battlefield." Luo You's gaze slightly turned sideways and said loudly, "Rabul! Get out of the line!"

Rapur sank a sigh of relief, raised his head and strode forward, the wildness and domineeringness of the descendants of Vikings were beyond words.

Luo You reached out to the space bag in his arms: "This is a special reward for you."

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Chapter completed!