Jennifer Aniston dug open the soil with her hands, dug up the potatoes buried in the ground, cleaned the surface of the soil briefly, and put them in the basket next to her. "The sun is so hot at the equator!" Jennifer wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, and then pressed her waist, which was a little sore from squatting for a long time, and looked at the calluses and wounds on her hands that she used to hold scalpels, and felt a pang of sadness in her heart. It's been more than three years since the war was going on, and it's been two years since I was in a concentration camp, and I can't get any news from the outside world for so long, and I don't know when this damn war will end? The food was getting worse and worse, and the female prisoners in the camps were malnourished to varying degrees. According to Mrs. Oscar, who works in the kitchen, the warden's rations are also declining, and it seems that the situation must be moving in a direction favorable to the allies. It's been a long time since I've taken a shower with hot water, soap has become a luxury, and the only piece of clothing on my body is in tatters, and I don't know when it's going to completely disintegrate. I miss life in peacetime!

"Ahh Stop it! Let me go! You filthy Japanese pig ......" A female exclamation came from behind her, and Jennifer looked back to see that Harada, the chief of the Wu who was in charge of monitoring their work, was grabbing the hair of Jennifer's former hospital colleague and nurse Jessica, bowing left and right at her, and kept shouting and scolding in her mouth. Blood was already running down Jessica's mouth, and she could only parry Harada's slap in vain.

Jennifer Huo stood up, anemia caused a moment of dizziness, and when she came to her senses, she hurriedly ran over to the two entangled. Before she was halfway there, a Japanese private rushed from the side, knocked her to the ground with the butt of his rifle, and then kicked her twice. The pain was so great that she almost passed out, and it took a long time for her to recover. At this moment, Jessica had been dragged into the thatch in the distance by Harada, and the female prisoners around her just watched silently, except for a few who showed unbearable looks, everyone else had numb expressions. As she was about to get up from the ground, she felt someone hold her shoulder, and a man with a distinct accent persuaded her in English, "Doctor Aniston, don't go over!" They will hurt you! ”

Jennifer looked sideways at the owner of the voice, a private named Anhei Izumi. According to him, he claimed to be a Taiwanese, a college student before joining the army, and he was the only Japanese soldier in the concentration camp who was friendly to female prisoners.

Anhei Izumi desperately grabbed Jennifer who was still trying to rush over, "Doctor Aniston, it's useless, not only can't you save her if you rush over like this, but even you will be ruined." Taking advantage of Jennifer's hesitation, he forced the latter to come under the shade of a tree. The private who had beaten Jennifer scolded and went to smoke in the shade of a tree on the other side.

Seeing that Jennifer was not as excited as she was just now, Izumi Anhei slowly let go of his hand. The female doctor looked anxiously at the thatch, listened to Jessica's screams, and felt sorry for her powerlessness, and two lines of tears slowly slipped down her cheeks. "Why?" Jennifer turned her head and glared at Izumi, "Why are you treating us like this?" Are the Japanese all thugs? ”

Izumi Anhei lowered his head sadly, as a highly educated person, he was also very unaccustomed to such behavior. But as a Taiwanese and private, he couldn't do anything. "Captain Harada's family in his hometown was burned to death last month by a fiery fire thrown by the U.S. military. He just got the news today, that's why he ......"

"This is what the Japanese call the spirit of bushido? Venting your anger on an unarmed woman? The anger made the female doctor tremble, "Are you Japanese all inhumane?" The female doctor's emotions were still very excited, which made her feel a little dazed, but she still discovered a strange thing: there was an extra bush of thatch behind Izumigami Anhei at some point. Twenty feet away, huh? Am I dazzled? The female doctor was not sure.

Before the female doctor could figure it out, the thatch suddenly jumped up. Under her stunned gaze, a humanoid monster hugged Izukami Anhei from behind, and he (it?) His left hand covered the latter's mouth and nose, and his right hand held a dagger and stretched it out to the latter's neck. The private who was suddenly attacked only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and the hand covering his mouth and nose was very strong, and he could not break it with both hands; And he didn't know anything about the murder weapon that was going to take his life.

"Oh! No! ——" The composure of her professional development made the female doctor react quickly, and she subconsciously pulled the monster's right hand. With her interference, the dagger failed to cut through the private's carotid artery accurately, leaving only a scar on his cheek.

The strange man shook off the female doctor's tangle with his right hand, and threw her ten feet away, and then prepared to finish the work he had just done.

In a hurry, Jennifer couldn't care about the pain of the fall, and shouted: "Stop! He is not an enemy! ”

The strange man paused visibly, then flipped his wrist and struck the avenge of the dagger on the temple of Izumi, and the private rolled his eyes and fainted. Jennifer hurriedly stepped forward to test Izumi's pulse. Fortunately, he just lost consciousness and the person was fine.

The weirdo retracted the dagger, (yes, weirdo.) Jennifer was now certain that the thatched, limb-only object was a human being. He took out a long plastic strip from his pocket and flipped Izumi's body over, tying his hands behind his back. Finally, he took out a circle of transparent glue and sprinkled a small piece to stick the captive's mouth together. While the weirdo was doing all this, Jennifer just watched quietly from the sidelines. Although the strange man did not speak, the female doctor could guess that he was one of his own, and seeing that he did not mean to harm Izumi's Anhei, she did not object to the measures he had taken. After all, Izumigami Anhei was a Japanese soldier.

Hearing a noise behind her, Jennifer looked back. Another private, who had been vicious just now, had turned into a cold corpse, and another strange man was wiping the blood stains on the dagger with the dead man's uniform. The female prisoners in the surrounding fields were frightened, and some of them covered their mouths with frightened looks in their eyes, but no one dared to make too much noise. There was no sound in the thatch, as if the two men who had gone a few minutes had never existed.

"Jessica!" The female doctor was about to go looking for her former colleague when she pressed one hand on her shoulder. "Your friend is fine. That Japanese soldier has been dealt with by my teammates. "Pure American accent English, which made Jennifer feel at ease. As if to confirm his words, the third strange man came out of the thatch, and Harada Takecho, wrapped in only a crotch cloth, was carried by him on his shoulders like a dead pig. Jessica came out after him, wrapped in Harada's military uniform, with her long slender feet exposed, her cheeks red and swollen, and her eyes full of tears of grievance.

Jennifer struggled to meet her, hugged the crumbling girl, and comforted her softly. After a while, the strange man's voice rang out again. "Ma'am, can you explain why you saved this Japanese?"

"Yes. I can explain. Jennifer looked the weirdo in the eye and tried to make her tone appear calm. At this time, the strange man had already removed his disguise, and the female doctor saw a burly man wearing a military uniform composed of four or five spots of color, his face and arms were all covered with strips of black and green oil paint, his chest and waist were full of weapons, and he was at least five feet nine inches tall. For a moment, she even thought he was black. "Because Izumigami Anhei is a kind person who not only never abused us, but also often helped us, and he is not Japanese, he is Taiwanese."

"Oh, really?" The weirdo's tone was a little skeptical, "Are you sure you're not a patient with the 'Stockholm syndrome'?" ”

"'Stockholm syndrome'? What is that condition? What does this disease have to do with Sweden? The female doctor was confused.

"Oh! What such a thing is still being mentioned now! The strange man muttered quietly, ignoring the female doctor's curious gaze, and he asked, "Do you have any witnesses to prove what you said?" ”

"Of course." The female doctor was angry that someone questioned her character, but she still maintained a minimum of politeness, after all, the weirdo saved everyone. "The women in the concentration camps can attest to that."

The strange man looked at the few female prisoners who were slowly approaching nearby, and the latter nodded desperately, they obviously heard the argument between the two. "Alright! We'll come back to that later. So, ma'am, can you tell me about the camps now? ”

"Okay." Jennifer didn't intend to dwell on this issue either, after all, the priority was to rescue the other compatriots in the concentration camp. So the female doctor began to tell about the situation in the concentration camp: there were about 200 female civilians from the United States, Britain, the Netherlands, and other countries, all of whom had been taken from the vicinity of East Kalimantan since the attack on Pearl Harbor. The Japanese army guarded more than 60 people, but recently many veterans have been transferred away, and now there are only more than 30 people; The sergeant has two sergeants, one is a sergeant and one is a cao; There is also a second lieutenant, named Kenzaburo Watanabe, who is only twenty years old, who was transferred only two months ago, and I heard that he has just graduated from the military academy. There are not many weapons and equipment, and each soldier has a rifle, but in the past six months there has been no shooting training, no machine guns, no mortars. The camp is small in size, with only two barbed wire fences on the perimeter, possibly with mines in between.

After listening to Jennifer's story, the strange man said, "It's the same as the result of our reconnaissance." Then, he picked up a small black box hanging from his left chest and spoke to it in a language Jennifer didn't understand. It took ten minutes for the weirdo to end the call and beckon the female prisoners around him to gather. "Our people are ready, and we are about to start a rescue operation, so let's rest here and we'll leave here when we get the others out."

Hearing that they could finally get rid of this nightmare, all the female prisoners cried with joy, and some couldn't even believe that it was true. The three weirdos took out some cookies and chocolates and wanted to give them to the female prisoners, but were stopped by Jennifer, "They are all malnourished right now and can't digest these hard and fatty foods." The three of them had no choice but to give up.

The female prisoners hid in the shade of the trees, anxiously awaiting the outcome of the battle on the camp side. Jennifer sat on the ground with her back to a big tree, let Jessica rest quietly on her legs, and gently stroked the girl's blonde hair with her hand, hoping that she would ease the negative emotions. The strange man arranged for the other two weirdos to be on guard, then walked over and sat down next to the female doctor, grinned, and stretched out his right hand, "Meet me, my name is Han Jialang, second lieutenant of the Nanyang People's Liberation Army." I am also Taiwanese. ”