The Ming army didn't care about the behavior of the Japanese people to grab the garbage, it was not that they deliberately humiliated these Japanese people, in fact, they really just routinely took out the garbage.

There are so many rags, it will definitely not work in the barracks.

Free distribution will cost an already tight manpower.

It is necessary to recruit a juvenile battalion, which shows that the chicken coop array is now tight.

As for the direct distribution of intact supplies to these widows, it is even more undesirable.

The troops are here to fight, not to provide disaster relief.

Clothes, canned food, luncheon meat or something is fine, after occupying the Hiroshima dock, it can be replenished every half a month or so, and now the sea control is completely in the hands of the Ming Dynasty.

And all kinds of fresh vegetables are still collected by the troops themselves at their own expense, like these Japanese people, how can there be any reason to send them back for free.

Reactive and unrelenting, Shengmi En fights against rice, good things can be done but not in vain.

For example, the [Zunming Rebellious Youth Camp], which has contributed a lot during this time, should be rewarded.

·

"We can eat Huangen hot pot at night!"

Miyazaki's mother, holding an empty can with bits and pieces of leaves and a small piece of luncheon meat scraped off the wall of the can, happily gestured to her son.

I don't know who came up with the concept, but it's really appropriate.

Compared with the aristocratic lords who are indefatigable, the emperor is really magnificent!

Thanks to his warriors, he was able to nourish his son.

Well, this kid has rice balls from the youth camp to eat every day, and the nutrition should be enough, but if he can still eat at night, wouldn't life be even more wonderful?

·

Miyazaki Nagabei looked at his mother's embarrassed figure, and made up his mind to gain the recognition of the imperial army as soon as possible and become a real great soldier.

Because of the relationship between the anti-French righteous people, my mother was able to get a canned pork every month.

After tasting the canned food, she forced her son to eat it all.

And he just held the can and licked it for a night.

Miyazaki Nagabei heard his commander Sun Sixteen say that as long as he performed well, he could become a naturalized soldier with Ming nationality, and he might even get the opportunity to study in Daming.

Studying abroad is such a thing, and Nagabei didn't dare to think about it at all.

He only hopes to become a Ming warrior and turn "Zun Ming" into "I am a Ming person".

In this way, I will be able to take care of my mother.

As for what he said, "Canned food is such a thing, I want to vomit when I see it", Miyazaki Nagabei can't understand it.

He felt that this was completely a fool of Camp Commander Sun.

·

At this time, Sun Sixteen, who was also the commander of the [Zunming Rebellious Youth Camp], and an interpreter appeared in the square.

Saying that it is a battalion commander is just an unofficial title.

In fact, Sun Sixteen is a third-class sergeant major.

After all, these children are only part of the Ming servants.

In addition to the main force of 8,000 people, the third division also recruited nearly 3,000 people from the local area.

Although these untrained people have little morale and are not even qualified to serve as cannon fodder for the regular army, they are cheaper.

As long as a few cents, they can make them die for dry goods, which is quite hard-working.

Compared with those adult people, the youth camp is relatively more important.

It's not that they can fight better than adults, but because of the imperial education of the Ming Dynasty, these children are the top priority.

Therefore, appropriate policy support will be given.

"Today, I won benefits from the chief for everyone!"

Sun Sixteen said with a smile, "You don't have to eat balls at every meal, Commander Zhao agreed, and in the future, we can all enter the regiment headquarters to eat after we finish the mission!"

But before we do that, we'll have to make a good look at the chicken coops in charge! ”

"Great!"

The children in the square cheered.

Daming Barracks, which is a mysterious and attractive place for them.

After all, even the garbage thrown out of the barracks is so delicious, so how wonderful the main meal of the soldiers of the Great Tomorrow should be!

Looking at the yearning on the faces of these children, Sun Sixteen nodded secretly.

Sure enough, what the Imperial Trainer said was right, the combination of grace and power is the way to win people's hearts, and blindly giving benefits will only make them ignorant of kindness.

·

Although the Otsuka Mountains are not far from Hiroshima, they are home to a series of tall peaks.

There are only a few narrow gorges and passages between the mountains, which can connect the Hiroshima area and the Iwakuni area.

These roads were rough and difficult for horses, not to mention cannons and baggage.

So in terms of probability, it is unlikely that the frightened French chickens will break through from here.

However, the engineer company of the 3rd Division still set up some barbed wire in key parts of the Otsuka Mountains.

And the ones who are in charge of patrolling here are the little ghosts of the [Zun Ming Rebellious Youth Camp].

The so-called "Otsuka", as the name suggests, has many graves here.

So these local kids are more familiar with this place.

Delegating them to look after such a low-risk area is relatively labor-saving.

As usual, Miyazaki Nagabei, with a telescope around his neck and a signal flare in his hand, led a few friends to patrol along the ridge path as a squad leader.

"Hey, Nagabei, isn't this your father's tomb? Looks like a small sapling has grown? ”

One of the friends suddenly pointed to a newer grave under the valley and said, "Shall we go down and have a look?" ”

"Kenjiro, we are patrolling the defense line for Banzai Ye, guarding against fleeing foreigners, don't do strange things!" Miyazaki Nagabei refused.

"That's what I said, but foreigners shouldn't go from here, the road to the west is not walked by people at all!" The little ghost named Kenjiro replied.

"Don't take it lightly!"

Miyazaki Chobei shook his head and said, "We have to occupy the high ground to see the entire valley, if we can really find a few foreigners, we will be lucky!" ”

"That...... Miyazaki squad leader ......"

Suddenly, another imp asked with a pale face, "You say, the foreigner with the head of the moon generation...... They're not foreigners......"

"Huh?"

Nagabei frowned, "It should be counted...... Will there still be such foreigners? ”

"I ...... I don't know ......."

The boy pointed to the valley and said, "Miyazaki, take a look with a clairvoyant mirror, they are sitting on your ancestral grave...... Your ancestral grave is smoking! ”

"Huh?"

The long guard hurriedly turned his head and raised his binoculars, only to see a group of foreigners lying on the ancestral grave of the Miyazaki family.

Most of them wore ronin clothes and shaved their heads, and only a few of them wore the military uniforms of French chickens with blue clothes and red pants, and they were the military uniforms of high-ranking generals.

And these guys are lying on the grave and smoking.

Smoke rings rose from the grave and disappeared in an instant.