Since Shobe said these two people can be trusted, Trueking was also no longer hiding from the two.
Of these two men, the man with the white beard stubble was called Shane, and the one who was a little thinner was called Bolton.
"When the beast king comes down, they will bring all the slaves into the gladiatorial arena to let them watch how the beast king killed Shobe, and that is when we do it!" Trueking said.
"Hm? Do it? Brother, if we could do it we would have done it already." Shane said, "There are at least two thousand loaded guards here. We can't beat the bullets even if we are strong."
Shobe nodded, "There are more than 15,000 guards at least on the island."
Trueking lowered his voice and said, "When the time comes, there will be a pickup outside and they will stir up the venue. But we will be on a very tight schedule, we must not wait for other troops to come and support the guards!"
"The match between the Beast King and Shobe is bound to attract a large number of spectators. I reckon that there are at least ten thousand people watching. A mere 2,000 guards will definitely not be able to manage once the scene is in chaos, so we will take advantage of this time to run away!"
"I calculated before, we will have 15 minutes."
Bolton frowned, "Can the pickups cause enough commotion? Also, even if they can disrupt the order, what about the Sea King Pirates? They will not stand by and watch our escape. Especially the Beast King, we probably can't get away with him around."
"Someone will deal with them. You guys just run, someone will meet you when the time comes."
Shobe looked at Trueking, "What about you? You're not coming with us?"
"I have other tasks, you guys don't have to worry about me."
If it was someone visiting the prison who came to tell them about the plan, they might have had some concerns, but Trueking had come into the cell. That was enough to show their determination to rescue them.
Besides, they were waiting for death here anyway, so they had to give it a shot as well. They had nothing to lose even if they lost.
Just when Shobe was dueling with the Beast King was when they would strike.
"Hey, brother, I still have a few brothers over there, can we save them together?" Bolton suddenly said.
"I also have a few friends. When the time comes to riot, the more people the better. Why not bring them together? It's up to their fate whether they can run away or not." Shane also said.
"Well..." Trueking said with difficulty, "I'm not afraid of more people, the key is I'm afraid of leaking information."
"Gee, man, what is there to worry about? Think about it, who in this group here is not waiting for death? Who would snitch if they had a chance to escape?."
Shobe also said, "Yes, these people lost the war. Countless relatives and friends were killed. Only before we did not see the hope of revenge and had to wait for death."
"This is good. We do not need to tell them the specific details, just let them be ready to riot. When the time comes, just run with us." Shobe gave a most secure suggestion.
Trueking thought about it and nodded, "Okay."
........................
In the evening, the slaves were moving around the gladiatorial arena, surrounded by armed guards. Shane, Burton, and Shobe wandered around, going to work on their muscles for a while, and then going to run with a bunch of people.
Trueking saw these three men covertly communicate with some people.
The people who received the news would be shocked to show more or less, but they try to suppress it to avoid being noticed as abnormal.
Not long after, those people began to contact another group of people.
Black lines covered Trueking's forehead. They had said only to save Shobe the one, the result somehow brought two more, and somehow brought a bunch. And from this spreading trend, several hundred slaves almost all knew.
A wave of people passing by Trueking nodded toward him secretly. The meaning was as if to say, brother, we got it!
........................
Two days later, today was a day of island-wide attention. Just today, the original Navy Lieutenant Shobe who won 89 consecutive games would encounter one of the most terrifying battles. The head of the Sea King Pirates, Rex the Beast King would personally come down to the field and fight him in an unusually fierce battle to the death.
That's the word, but everyone knew that the so-called battle to the death just to see how long Shobe can hold out.
When Shobe stood in the gladiatorial arena, there was already a man standing opposite him.
This man was no shorter than Shobe, about two meters tall, wearing a tank top and shorts. His body's well-proportioned muscles and lines were clearly visible, his short red hair was particularly striking.
With a smile on his face, he accepted the cheers of everyone on the scene.
"Beast King!"
"Beast King!"
"Beast King!"
In the past, it was Shobe who enjoyed such cheers. However, today, the only one who could get cheers from the whole crowd was that man.
Not long after, the gates at each entrance opened one after another, and 677 slave gladiators were escorted out by the guards. A circle of guards stood around the gladiatorial arena, holding long guns, ready to shoot down the restless slaves.
In the stands, an emcee shouted excitedly, "Dear audience, our Beast King is on the march again!"
"As usual, we will let all the slaves watch this game together and cheer for their beloved heroes!"
The so-called let them cheer and cheer, but it's just to make the beast king win with more sense of achievement, right?
However, this time the situation was different from all the previous ones! Shobe looked at his cellmates who were standing in a circle around him, and everyone was staring at him closely.
On the one hand, they were worried about Shobe's safety. On the other hand, they were waiting for that signal.
"Shobe, come on!" One slave raised his arm high and shouted, "For freedom!"
This double entendre resonated with all the slaves at once.
"For freedom!"
"For freedom!"
Shobe found Trueking in the crowd, and the two nodded at the same time after making eye contact.
Trueking's eyes landed near the exit of the second-floor bleachers, where Avril and the others were sitting!
Avril secretly nodded to Trueking. It looked like everything was going well, just waiting for Shobe and the Beast King to fight.
The guard stepped forward and unlocked Shobe's shackles.
With a smile on his face, the Beast King walked over step by step and looked Shobe up and down at a distance.
"Shobe, I know that you must have the ability to break through to this level with your strength. But unfortunately, you still don't have any chance."
"Hahahahaha, Shobe, I just like to give people a little bit of hope, and then destroy it with my own hands at the end! This is the only way to make people feel desperate."
Shobe snorted coldly, "Beast King, you are so strong, but I still save my people from you. So you'll always be a loser in front of me!"
Shobe's words obviously stung the Beast King, making his smile disappear all of a sudden and his face hideous, "Loser? Shobe, so brazen. Look where you are now. Like a dog here for the pleasure of others only, you have nothing left!"
"In this one, I will show everyone how you will die without dignity at my hands!"
"Prepare to die!" Saying that the Beast King instantly blasted at Shobe with one punch.
There was a loud boom!
This deafening sound was not the power of the Beast King's punch, but a sudden and violent explosion in the west stand of the gladiatorial arena.
With this explosion, the audience over there instantly became a mess.
Immediately after, several consecutive loud sounds.
Boom boom boom!
The corners of the gladiatorial arena erupted one after another, the gladiatorial bleachers began to collapse!
Trueking saw this scene and his whole body muscles tightened up.
The prison raid had begun!
Since Shobe said these two people can be trusted, Trueking was also no longer hiding from the two.
Of these two men, the man with the white beard stubble was called Shane, and the one who was a little thinner was called Bolton.
"When the beast king comes down, they will bring all the slaves into the gladiatorial arena to let them watch how the beast king killed Shobe, and that is when we do it!" Trueking said.
"Hm? Do it? Brother, if we could do it we would have done it already." Shane said, "There are at least two thousand loaded guards here. We can't beat the bullets even if we are strong."
Shobe nodded, "There are more than 15,000 guards at least on the island."
Trueking lowered his voice and said, "When the time comes, there will be a pickup outside and they will stir up the venue. But we will be on a very tight schedule, we must not wait for other troops to come and support the guards!"
"The match between the Beast King and Shobe is bound to attract a large number of spectators. I reckon that there are at least ten thousand people watching. A mere 2,000 guards will definitely not be able to manage once the scene is in chaos, so we will take advantage of this time to run away!"
"I calculated before, we will have 15 minutes."
Bolton frowned, "Can the pickups cause enough commotion? Also, even if they can disrupt the order, what about the Sea King Pirates? They will not stand by and watch our escape. Especially the Beast King, we probably can't get away with him around."
"Someone will deal with them. You guys just run, someone will meet you when the time comes."
Shobe looked at Trueking, "What about you? You're not coming with us?"
"I have other tasks, you guys don't have to worry about me."
If it was someone visiting the prison who came to tell them about the plan, they might have had some concerns, but Trueking had come into the cell. That was enough to show their determination to rescue them.
Besides, they were waiting for death here anyway, so they had to give it a shot as well. They had nothing to lose even if they lost.
Just when Shobe was dueling with the Beast King was when they would strike.
"Hey, brother, I still have a few brothers over there, can we save them together?" Bolton suddenly said.
"I also have a few friends. When the time comes to riot, the more people the better. Why not bring them together? It's up to their fate whether they can run away or not." Shane also said.
"Well..." Trueking said with difficulty, "I'm not afraid of more people, the key is I'm afraid of leaking information."
"Gee, man, what is there to worry about? Think about it, who in this group here is not waiting for death? Who would snitch if they had a chance to escape?."
Shobe also said, "Yes, these people lost the war. Countless relatives and friends were killed. Only before we did not see the hope of revenge and had to wait for death."
"This is good. We do not need to tell them the specific details, just let them be ready to riot. When the time comes, just run with us." Shobe gave a most secure suggestion.
Trueking thought about it and nodded, "Okay."
........................
In the evening, the slaves were moving around the gladiatorial arena, surrounded by armed guards. Shane, Burton, and Shobe wandered around, going to work on their muscles for a while, and then going to run with a bunch of people.
Trueking saw these three men covertly communicate with some people.
The people who received the news would be shocked to show more or less, but they try to suppress it to avoid being noticed as abnormal.
Not long after, those people began to contact another group of people.
Black lines covered Trueking's forehead. They had said only to save Shobe the one, the result somehow brought two more, and somehow brought a bunch. And from this spreading trend, several hundred slaves almost all knew.
A wave of people passing by Trueking nodded toward him secretly. The meaning was as if to say, brother, we got it!
........................
Two days later, today was a day of island-wide attention. Just today, the original Navy Lieutenant Shobe who won 89 consecutive games would encounter one of the most terrifying battles. The head of the Sea King Pirates, Rex the Beast King would personally come down to the field and fight him in an unusually fierce battle to the death.
That's the word, but everyone knew that the so-called battle to the death just to see how long Shobe can hold out.
When Shobe stood in the gladiatorial arena, there was already a man standing opposite him.
This man was no shorter than Shobe, about two meters tall, wearing a tank top and shorts. His body's well-proportioned muscles and lines were clearly visible, his short red hair was particularly striking.
With a smile on his face, he accepted the cheers of everyone on the scene.
"Beast King!"
"Beast King!"
"Beast King!"
In the past, it was Shobe who enjoyed such cheers. However, today, the only one who could get cheers from the whole crowd was that man.
Not long after, the gates at each entrance opened one after another, and 677 slave gladiators were escorted out by the guards. A circle of guards stood around the gladiatorial arena, holding long guns, ready to shoot down the restless slaves.
In the stands, an emcee shouted excitedly, "Dear audience, our Beast King is on the march again!"
"As usual, we will let all the slaves watch this game together and cheer for their beloved heroes!"
The so-called let them cheer and cheer, but it's just to make the beast king win with more sense of achievement, right?
However, this time the situation was different from all the previous ones! Shobe looked at his cellmates who were standing in a circle around him, and everyone was staring at him closely.
On the one hand, they were worried about Shobe's safety. On the other hand, they were waiting for that signal.
"Shobe, come on!" One slave raised his arm high and shouted, "For freedom!"
This double entendre resonated with all the slaves at once.
"For freedom!"
"For freedom!"
Shobe found Trueking in the crowd, and the two nodded at the same time after making eye contact.
Trueking's eyes landed near the exit of the second-floor bleachers, where Avril and the others were sitting!
Avril secretly nodded to Trueking. It looked like everything was going well, just waiting for Shobe and the Beast King to fight.
The guard stepped forward and unlocked Shobe's shackles.
With a smile on his face, the Beast King walked over step by step and looked Shobe up and down at a distance.
"Shobe, I know that you must have the ability to break through to this level with your strength. But unfortunately, you still don't have any chance."
"Hahahahaha, Shobe, I just like to give people a little bit of hope, and then destroy it with my own hands at the end! This is the only way to make people feel desperate."
Shobe snorted coldly, "Beast King, you are so strong, but I still save my people from you. So you'll always be a loser in front of me!"
Shobe's words obviously stung the Beast King, making his smile disappear all of a sudden and his face hideous, "Loser? Shobe, so brazen. Look where you are now. Like a dog here for the pleasure of others only, you have nothing left!"
"In this one, I will show everyone how you will die without dignity at my hands!"
"Prepare to die!" Saying that the Beast King instantly blasted at Shobe with one punch.
There was a loud boom!
This deafening sound was not the power of the Beast King's punch, but a sudden and violent explosion in the west stand of the gladiatorial arena.
With this explosion, the audience over there instantly became a mess.
Immediately after, several consecutive loud sounds.
Boom boom boom!
The corners of the gladiatorial arena erupted one after another, the gladiatorial bleachers began to collapse!
Trueking saw this scene and his whole body muscles tightened up.
The prison raid had begun!
