The strategic bombing of the Ming Dynasty brought indelible damage to the Japanese. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The bomber group of the Ming Dynasty even dropped special herbicides in Japan's main grain-producing areas, causing many grain fields to be cut off, making the already insufficient grain production even worse. This was also an important straw that broke Japan at that time. If we continue to resist, we will really have to die together.

At that time, there was a large-scale famine, and there was even cannibalism. Until the Ming Dynasty landed and Japan surrendered. The Japanese who received relief from the Ming Dynasty could be regarded as having a way to live.

However, the Ming Dynasty is not an angel, and they will not give their food to white-eyed wolves like the Japanese for nothing. The materials given by the Ming Dynasty were only enough for the Japanese to survive, and they were the minimum standard of survival support. Coupled with the ubiquitous greed and scalping into the black market, the Japanese after the war still craved more than enough to eat.

And if you join the security army formed by the Ming Dynasty, you will be able to eat enough, and you will eat three meals a day!

The field rations that the Ming army did not eat were the supreme delicacy in the eyes of the security army. There were even quite a few security soldiers who gave their field rations and married wives. This made the officers and soldiers of the defenders of Daming Town very surprised.

The distant sunset is gradually sinking below the top of the mountain, and the security soldiers have already descended the mountain village to set up a cauldron and start preparing dinner. Ordinary officers and soldiers eat field rations, which are very satisfying, but the taste is really very bad. At least Li Ling would never eat it.

Li Ling and Oda Masao, as well as several senior officers, were all eating small stoves. The tables and chairs of the field march were propped up, and one by one the standard military cans were quickly opened, and the smell of meat made the surrounding Japanese soldiers swallow and saliva. There were still a few cans of canned fruit in Kozao, and Oda Masao even brought out a bottle of wine.

The senior officers were eating oily luncheon meat and drinking wine with fruits, and they were all very pleasantly red-faced. For these people, that's life.

Daming is vast and rich. All kinds of food and meat are in abundant supply. However, it is a time of war, and even the luncheon meat supplied by the military is no longer a complete meat, and there is a lot of starch mixed in it. This luncheon meat is a standard of one kind.

There are also some second-class canned foods that are mixed with spices and oils after starch and various meat offal. This kind of canned food was mainly supplied to the army of the client state of the Ming Dynasty, but also to the Japanese security forces.

It's just that you have to get it in wartime, and it's a squad that can only eat a canned meal for a meal. As for the chocolate, coffee, tea, honey and other materials distributed by the Ming army as standard, they can only wait for the Ming soldiers to reward them when they are in a good mood. And these things are definitely worth as much as gold on the black market.

"Tomorrow we will all go up the mountain and look for it." Pricked a piece of canned apple with a fork and put it in his mouth, Li Ling raised his eyes and looked at the dark mountain not far away, "Our order is to inspect this village. If it weren't for the Resistance stronghold, then all the people here would have to be taken to the resettlement site. ”

In order to cut off the possibility of the resistance army obtaining supplies, the Ming Dynasty decided to destroy all the villages in the Koshin Mountains. The Ming army is a professional soldier, not a butcher. They couldn't have killed all the mountain people in the area. Therefore, Da Ming is determined to take all these people out of here. Take it out of the mountain and go to the centralized settlement.

"Yes, Your Excellency." Masao Oda, who was drinking, hurriedly nodded in response: "After dawn tomorrow, I will send troops up the mountain to search." We must capture all the mountain people who have gone into hiding and serve the Empire. ”

"Hmm." Li Ling nodded noncommittally. Looking at the canned food in front of him, Li Ling no longer had any appetite. He took out the tea leaves and teacups from the marching backpack and poured hot water to drink the tea.

The vigilantes around them were gulping down their food with excitement on their faces. There is nothing happier for them than to be able to eat well every day.

The vigilantes, who had scattered around the house in search of extra money, cursed and returned to the center of the camp to eat. Just by looking at their expressions, you know that there must be nothing to be gained. This village is a poor place just by looking at the exterior roads, and the dilapidated and leaky houses. It's a lot to think about getting something good out of this kind of place.

Li Ling pulled his marching chair to the fire and lay down. While smoking a cigarette and looking at the stars in the dark sky, he felt a little homesick. Listening to the noise of the security forces, I fell asleep unconsciously.

"Bang Bang!" The crisp sound of the 38-style rifle firing instantly woke up Li Ling, who was immersed in a sweet dream.

Before he could open his eyelids, he had already rolled over and ducked under the marching chair. He hurriedly reached for his waist and pulled out his gun and held it in front of him, so that he had time to observe what was going on.

At this moment, the surroundings were already full of people, and there were shouts and chaotic sounds everywhere, mixed with a few crisp gunshots from time to time, making the scene chaotic. This is why the army at night is most afraid of being attacked. If it is a rabble, it is easy for a camp to roar and cause the whole army to collapse.

Fortunately, these Japanese security forces gave priority to those who had served in the old Japanese army when they were selected. All of them have undergone rigorous training, and some have even been on the battlefield. And the camp of this small unit is not large in scope and in number. When the flares are shot into the sky, the fires are lit in all directions. The whole scene was quickly calmed down.

"What's going on!?" Li Ling only found out at this time that Oda Masao was hiding behind a few ammunition boxes not far from him. After the situation calmed down, he slowly leaned out, holding a southern pistol and asked loudly, without the courage and exemplary role of a front-line commander.

Actually, Masao Oda cannot be blamed for this. After all, he is no longer a professional soldier fighting for his country at this time, he is now just a migrant worker who has to come out desperately in order to support his family and even make a good living.

Who can expect such a person to carry forward the fearless spirit of dedication to his country? Not to mention that it is not yet his own country? In fact, the entire Japanese security forces are roughly like this. They are no longer professional soldiers fighting for their country, they are just a group of cannon fodder mercenaries who go to the battlefield to make a living.

The matter was quickly clarified. It was the sentries outside the village who fired the shots, and they noticed that someone was coming down from the hill and heading towards the village, and the sentries who were in a nervous state opened fire without even saying hello. After killing two people, he captured the other two who were terrified.

"You're a villager here?" Li Ling sat on the ammunition box and looked at the two monkey-like villagers who were kneeling on the ground in front of him and shivering, and asked out loud.

"Samurai-sama, we are all from this village." An old man with a dark complexion and a thin body in tattered clothes replied in a trembling voice.

"What are you doing when you come back so late?" Li Ling asked in confusion: "Can't you see that there is an army stationed in the village?" ”

"Samurai-sama." The old man didn't dare to raise his head and said, "We saw the army coming, and we were very frightened, so we hid in the mountains. But in the evening, when he smelled the smell of food coming from the village, he wanted to come back and ask the army for some food. ”

The village is very poor, and the grain production in the mountainous valleys is not high. Not long ago, the resistance troops hiding deep in the mountains came here and ransacked the village, leaving the bodies of captured North Korean soldiers at the entrance of the village to deter the village.

The people here have nothing left but the little food and poultry that they had previously hidden in the mountains. During the day, he saw another army coming, and immediately ran into the mountains in fright.

Until the evening, when the security soldiers had dinner, the smell of rice and luncheon meat wafted everywhere, and the villagers who were hiding not far away were already hungry and couldn't stand it, and after smelling the fragrance, they could no longer resist the temptation of food, and sent people to check who was coming and whether they could ask for some food. They are willing to do anything in exchange for food if they can.

"Really." Li Ling shook his head, put away the gun, and turned his head to look at Oda Masao on the side, "Let your people go and bring all those villagers over." Arrange something for them to eat. Tomorrow we'll bring them all back. They're all military feats. ”

"Yes." Oda Masao's eyes lit up when he heard the words military merit, and he hurriedly nodded in response.

For these security forces, military merit can be exchanged for all kinds of valuable materials. And those materials can do a lot of things in Japan, which was in ruins after the war. It's something that you can't even think of peace.

It's like Oda Masao took advantage of the convenience in his hands to exchange some military food for several beautiful concubines and a very luxurious villa. Before the war, Oda Masao could only salivate at these things.

The villagers on the hill were soon brought back. Looking at the villagers with yellow faces and thin muscles, and their eyes shining like wild wolves, Li Ling shook his head and ordered the security army to prepare dinner for them.

These perennially hungry villagers all fought like crazy when they saw the sumptuous meal, and many of them punched each other and didn't even remember that they were from a village or even had a relationship. It wasn't until the security guards stepped forward and smashed the butts of their guns that they quieted them down.

Li Ling had never seen this kind of hungry ghost who wanted to swallow the iron pot into his stomach. If it weren't for controlling the amount of food these people ate, Li Ling was very worried that they would be strangled to death. The feeling of despair that comes with hunger will never be understood by anyone who has not experienced it. (To be continued.) )