Chapter 36: Rules for the Survival of Prisoner of War Ensigns (1)

Introduction to "Prisoner of War": "Prisoner of War" in the entertainment industry is about the beginning of the twentieth century, when the town of Gabu in S country, which was white-skinned and beautiful, was captured, and the commander ordered the guards to evacuate. But one of the ensigns stayed, because his home was here. After that, the enemy army entered the town and began to behave indiscriminately, even forcing each family to hand over a woman as a comfort woman, and the good-looking ensign disguised himself as a woman to replace the family woman.

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The wheels of the car pressed deep marks on the mud floor, and the car body shook as it ran over the protruding stones, and the women who were in the back of the car were about to vomit, and their fair and pink faces were full of vegetables.

When Yan Zigao regained consciousness, the woman next to him was vomited by the car, and all her brains sprayed on Yan Zigao's body, and the dirty vomit was stained on the hem of his off-white skirt.

"Sorry, gag...... Karina. The woman with plump buttocks and fat breasts covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and she was still vomiting vigorously.

The people who witnessed this scene couldn't hold back after all, and the sound of vomiting one after another was like a symphony, and the car was filled with the smell of rancid water in an instant.

Yan Zigao, who crossed again, was uncomfortable himself, and was taken by the smell of the car, so he was busy lowering his eyebrows and holding his breath. He was so dizzy that he couldn't think about anything, he just wanted to get out of the car early!

Fortunately, the car came to a staggering and slow stop after half an hour of jolting. The back of the car was surrounded by dense soldiers, and their eyes were like those of hungry wolves, giving people the feeling that they would pounce at any moment.

Under such eyes, the woman in the car turned pale and squeezed into the middle, and Yan Zigao was almost squeezed into a patty in the middle.

A young and vigorous man asked suspiciously, "Why does it smell so bad?" ā€

Hearing this, the wolf-like soldiers all inhaled hard, and in addition to the body odor on the woman's body, there was indeed a smell of vomit.

"Grass, really! This group of just fished out of pig food? ā€

"Probably motion sickness and vomiting."

The soldier next to him approached and sniffed, this action caused a car of women to panic, Yan Zigao was pushed so that he almost lost his breath, and was forced to give up his middle position and crawl to the periphery to save his breath.

"Yo, there's a chick that's been squeezed out. Let my brother see what's going on? A gruff man laughed out loud.

Before Yan Zigao could slow down his breath on the periphery, his chin was grabbed by a big rough hand, and a rough man lifted his face frivolously, and the hot breath sprayed directly on his face, burning his cheeks red.

The breath was full of rancid, tobacco and alcohol, and Yan Zigao, who had been clean for several lifetimes, could not bear the nausea in his throat, but his pale eyes were filled with physiological tears, like mist on a lake, and the dust was charming.

The rude man with a joking voice was stunned for a moment, his eyes stared at Yan Zigao in full swing, and the group of men around him were also stunned and did not react.

The rough man accidentally used too much force in his hand for a while, Yan Zigao frowned and reached out to break his big hand, but he was grabbed by his wrist and forcibly pulled into his arms.

The rough man came back to his senses, held him tightly between his elbows, glared at the soldiers on the left and right domineeringly, and announced like thunder: "This woman, Lao Tzu has taken a fancy to her!" ā€

The already quiet atmosphere was even quieter, and a few seconds later a lot of taunting and invective erupted, and some people even rolled up their sleeves and prepared to fight him!

When Yan Zigao was suffocated, the surrounding sounds were instantly annihilated, and the hungry men like wolves all turned into hot-blooded and disciplined warriors, standing up straight with rules.

"From Gabetown?" The mature voice that is not angry and self-righteous is still far away.

"Yes, Admiral Frank!" The giggling soldier in the driver's seat laughed, "How? Tasteful, right? ā€

Frank, who was dressed in a dark green military uniform and had three stars and one Chinese medal on his epaulettes, had a cold face, and his sharp eyes glanced at the woman in the car casually, and his thin lips lightly opened: "Rancid." ā€

"Ahem...... The little beauty threw up in the car. With a few dry coughs, the man in the driver's seat jumped off.

And Yan Zigao, whose jaw was free, was so shocked that he couldn't speak......

This man's voice is all too familiar! In the last moment of his life, this voice was still saying some shameless things to him.

Uncle?

Yan Zigao looked up in disbelief, the complicated feelings in his eyes were kneaded into a bright light, and he opened his mouth excitedly to call the man not far away, but he looked directly at him.

In an instant, the man known as 'Admiral Frank' looked away without a moment's pause.

Yan Zigao, who was about to speak, choked up, and his doubts made his words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't go up or down.

Is that him? Or did he not recognize himself?

"Give them to Jenny." Admiral Frank looked at the group of soldiers who were about to move, and ordered in a cold voice, "No one is allowed to touch it until they come out of the training camp." ā€

"Yes!" Respond in unison.

The car slowly drove into the station, and rows of army-green tents broke into the eyes of the women, and soldiers stopped at the door of the tent and around to watch.

However, there were no men everywhere where the car stopped, more women with no clothes.

They were herded out of the car, and their skirts were covered with filthy vomit. The bewitching beauty in the military uniform in front of the tent frowned, and beckoned the soldiers standing guard to drive the new women into the tent and force them to undress.

Yan Zigao felt that these scenes were familiar before, and the later 'Admiral Frank' deepened his suspicions, and now this woman in military clothes made him firmly believe in his guesses.

It's incredible, but he can be sure that he really has crossed into the second lieutenant Dylan Louie of "Prisoner of War" - the film starring Gu Qiongxiu and wearing him as a comfort woman in place of the family woman!

Even if he saw the 'general' who was exactly the same as Gu Qiongxiu, he couldn't be sure if this person was his uncle.

Thinking of this, Yan Zigao frowned and pursed his lips in distress, his white and tender face was tinged with a touch of sorrow, and his already outstanding appearance matched such a look, he even looked down on Jenny, who had seen thousands of women looking for death and life.

"What's wrong, don't want to take it off?" Jenny walked up to him, glanced up and down, and finally looked at the women who were also wooden figures.

Her slender eyebrows and eyes were as slender as a sword, and she took the whip from the soldier and threw it Yan Zigao's body, so painful that Yan Zigao suddenly came back to his senses, and looked at Jenny in front of him vigilantly.

"If you don't want to take it off, then let the soldiers in this tent help you take it off!"

As soon as Jenny's words fell, the dozen or so soldiers in the tent released their suppressed nature, rubbing their palms with green eyes and forcibly pulling the nearest woman, and picking up their clothes without mercy like peeling garlic.

The crying woman was stripped of her shirt, and her body was pinched and rubbed with various marks.

Yan Zigao's fluffy knee-length skirt was dirty and smelly, and unfortunately, he was also among those who were picked!

If it is found that it is a man, he will be let go, and Yan Zigao will not be discovered. The problem is, it's more likely to be shot when discovered! But he hadn't figured out what was going on with Frank, how could he die lightly?

At this moment, Yan Zigao, who was so hungry that he couldn't resist the strong soldiers. The man easily ripped off his shirt to reveal his flat chest......

Yan Zigao covered his chest nervously, but the soldier vigorously pulled his hands away and sneered: "A woman who has not yet developed, what is there to cover?" It's flatter than Lao Tzu! ā€

After being said like this, Yan Zigao found out that the women who were also stripped of their tops did have a few flat chests that had not yet developed.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the soldier's hand was already on the waistband of his trousers, his eyes were full of lust/light, staring straight at Yan Zigao's lower body!

If you go on like this, you will be discovered! Yan Zigao's heart pounded and he almost struck, and he grabbed the other party's hands with all his might.

"Okay, okay? I've smoked two cigarettes, and it's longer than a date to take off my clothes. A handsome male voice rang out at the door of the tent.

After Jenny saluted him, she shouted at the soldiers who were rubbing and rubbing oil: "Hurry up! Take off your shirt and you're good to go! ā€

This sentence saved Yan Zigao's life! The soldier who suppressed him cursed in a low voice and walked towards the woman next to him.

"Doctor Gangser, you can draw the blood of these people first."

Jenny lined up the trembling women in a column and wrote down their names one by one. The handsome but well-behaved medic sat behind the table smoking a cigarette, smoking a syringe in his hand and tossing it to the soldier next to him by name.

When it was Yan Zigao's turn to draw blood, Doctor Gangse's eyes went back and forth on him several times before he pricked his arm with a cigarette in his mouth.

The person who had had his blood drawn was taken into another tent, where there was nothing, and a group of women huddled in a corner, carefully comforting each other.

Yan Zigao sat quietly on the ground, recalling the eyes of the military doctor just now, as if he had seen ......

"Karina, are you okay?" A woman approached him and looked at his beautiful face.

After Yan Zigao was interrupted, he couldn't remember where he had seen it, so he simply leaned his head against the wall of the tent and nodded.

The woman who got the response paused and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, when I was in the car, I didn't vomit on purpose." Still...... Also make your skirt dirty. ā€

Hearing this, Yan Zigao turned his head to look and found that this woman was the one who vomited on him, at this time her small face was dusty, and her big eyes were bright as water with apologies.

Although he disguised himself as a woman, he couldn't brazenly deal with women, Yan Zigao said indifferently: "It's okay." ā€

"It's great that you're not angry." The woman laughed, "Do you remember? In the past, we went to the field to pick ears of wheat together, and you loved to be clean and cry the most. Long time no see, you've changed. ā€

"Hmm." Yan Zigao replied lightly. I'm sorry, he really can't relate to it, after all, it was his sister 'Karina''s childhood anecdote.

A delicate woman also approached and asked in a low voice, "Aniva, what are they doing with our blood?" ā€

It turned out that the woman who vomited him was called Aniva, which did not appear in the script, including the Gang Ser military doctor......

Is it because of his seizure that the butterfly effect has occurred in this scripted world? Then his 'prophet' may not be useful......

Yan Zigao couldn't help frowning when he thought about this. At this time, Jenny was already standing at the door, holding a notebook in her hand, looking around at a group of women, and opening the notebook.

Her red lips opened slightly, and she read out a large list of names: "The next person who reads the name is out of the line!" Kate McPearson, Gloria Woolf, Claire Butler, Alison Faulkner ......"

Almost a third of the women were read their names and looked at each other nervously, before a dozen soldiers came in and herded them into the car parked outside the tent.

For a while, the women in the tent exploded, squeezed outside, and begged loudly: "Let us go back!" We're going to get on the bus! ā€

Yan Zigao knew what was going on in this scene, and sat indifferently in the corner without making noise, and Aniva beside him was also pulled by him.

"Don't go." Pale lip flaps whisper warning. The woman who was escorted into the car was a person who carried the virus in her blood or was suitable for the test subject. They will be taken to the actual yĆ n base......

It was also at this moment that the whip in Jenny's hand was slammed into the woman in front, and the woman was knocked to the ground on the spot, convulsing.

Jenny glanced at her coldly, and wherever she looked, the women didn't dare to make any more noise.

"Want to get in the car? OK. Jenny said slowly, "Since you don't want to be a comfort woman, let's go and be a test subject." ā€

With that, the soldier lifted the twitching woman on the ground into the back of the car.

"Who else is going to do the germ test?" Jenny asked, fiddling with the leather whip in her hand.

There was a terrible silence in the tent.

Jenny lifted her eyes slightly and ordered: "If you don't want to go, just let me lie down and learn to crawl!" From now on, you'd better remember that you're! Otherwise, I can't guarantee how long you'll live. ā€