"He's Balk, and last week his factory started working with the Germans and started producing military boots for the Germans."

"I really didn't expect him to be such a person. Has he forgotten how many French people died tragically at the hands of the Germans? He actually cooperated with the Germans, what a traitor! ”

As Balk walked home, many people pointed fingers at him. Although the war was over, the unforgettable hatred of the Germans by the French, who were mostly in the capital, did not ease. Although, these French people can't even eat, and many times they are hungry. However, this does not prevent them from developing their patriotic sentiments.

Balk lowered his head and strode towards his home. His face was very ugly, and as a Frenchman, he didn't want to work with the Germans. However, he had no choice. He could not watch his son being tortured to death by the Germans. Therefore, he could only go against his conscience and cooperate with the Germans.

Balk also chose to ignore other people's accusations. He knew that if he refuted it, it would definitely cause conflict. Even, those people will beat him. However, the military and police patrolling nearby will definitely be on his side. After all, he had already begun to cooperate with Germany, and that was undoubtedly a good citizen in the eyes of the Germans. It is completely different from other French people, and it can be treated differently.

Balk didn't want to be in trouble, though. Although he cooperated with the Germans, he was forced to do so. He is unwilling to rely on this identity to bully other compatriots. Even those compatriots are now speaking ill of him.

Ten minutes later, Balk returned to his home. Opening the door of the house and seeing his wife busy preparing dinner, Balk raised his head. Back at home, Balk felt alive again, as a man, not a walking corpse.

"Honey, you're back, sit down and rest, dinner will be right away. Today, the Germans brought us a bag of flour, some butter, and even a steak. My dear Sally hasn't eaten meat in a long time! There was a hint of joy in his wife's words.

The French, who work with the Germans, will receive special treatment. While the rest of the French couldn't even eat, they were able to eat butter bread and even steak, which was undoubtedly a very luxurious life.

"Perhaps, this is the advantage of working with the Germans!" Balk said secretly.

Although, working with the Germans, he was infamous. However, it is undoubtedly worth it to bring some benefits to the family. It's just that I don't know if the son in the German prisoner of war camp has been saved.

A pot of bread, a cup of butter, a small steak per person, and a thick soup made this a very hearty dinner for the Balk family now.

The youngest daughter, Sally, stared at the steak and kept licking her lips, she didn't know how long it had been since she had eaten meat.

"Eat, honey! In the future, our family will be able to eat meat often! Balk looked deplorable.

"Hmm!" Little Sally nodded and began to munch on the steak.

"God, my dear, will forgive us, will he?" The wife asked.

She knew how much pressure her husband was under to work with the Germans.

"It's okay, dear. God will understand us! Balk forced a smile on his face.

The wife nodded, in fact she knew that the neighbours had begun to point fingers at them after learning that they were working with the Germans. It's just that for the sake of their son, they can't do anything.

"I don't know how Bedoc is doing now, whether the Germans are embarrassing him anymore! It would be nice if they could come back! As she spoke, tears began to flow.

"Don't worry, my dear. We are now working with the Germans. Bedoko will be fine, soon he will be back to us! Balk said. In order for his son to return safely, Balk once again strengthened his determination to cooperate with Germany.

"The French Republic no longer exists, we are no longer France. From now on, we have to start a new life! Balk told himself in his mind.

Far away in Ukraine, inside a prisoner of war camp. A group of ragged, skinny monkey-like French prisoners of war were munching on fist-sized pieces of black bread. That's what they ate for a meal.

This prisoner of war camp held tens of thousands of French prisoners of war. Now their job is to build a highway to Kiev.

After the independence of the Kingdom of Ukraine and the concurrent position of the king by Qin Tianlai, Germany is working hard to build Ukraine into a bridgehead for future attacks on the Russians. As a result, backward transportation in Ukraine must be improved. Otherwise, the German army and war materials would not have been able to arrive here quickly.

A large number of prisoners of war from France and England were sent here to start building railways and roads. Of course, the life of these prisoners of war was undoubtedly very difficult, and almost every day they were exhausted to death on the construction site.

A young prisoner of war, skinny like ribs with sunken eyes, was cowering in a corner, munching on bread. The unpalatable black bread seemed to have become a supreme delicacy for the prisoners of war.

"Bedoko, the director is looking for you!" A German soldier shouted with a blank face.

"Ahh The young French prisoner of war was immediately frightened, and the bread in his hand fell to the ground.

The other prisoners of war all looked at each other with sympathetic eyes.

The director of this prisoner of war camp was named Colonel Essen, and in the eyes of these French prisoners of war, he was a murderer. I don't know how many prisoners of war died at his hands.

Bedoko apparently thought he was going to be killed, so he almost went incontinent in fright.

Finally arrived at Colonel Essen's office, Bedoko was surprised to find that Colonel Essen's face was full of smiles.

"Bedoko, you don't have to work from now on. You've been promoted to overseer. Your father has already begun to cooperate with the Empire and has joined the Empire's nationality. So, you're one of our own now. Colonel Essen said affectionately.

"Someone, go get a new uniform." Colonel Essen commanded.

Bedoko was stunned, he was very surprised. However, he knew that he was in good luck. At the very least, he doesn't have to do any more hard work, and he doesn't have to worry about being exhausted to death again.

After changing into a new uniform, Colonel Essen began to teach him how to be a good overseer and how to deal with those lazy guys. Bedoko, on the other hand, seems to have forgotten his original identity.