Before dawn, the rain stopped.

Before dawn, Miurabe Taishun got up, and then called the other six members of their cooking group to wake up as well.

The captain stretched his waist, squinted his eyes and looked out the window, it was naturally dark, so he glared at Miura with an unkind face, and then said impatiently: "Yaga, it's not dawn yet!" Did you get up so early to die? ”

"But it's almost five o'clock." Miura responded cowardly.

The captain squinted at Miura, didn't even bother to get up, and kicked him, "Yaga! Call me when it's dawn and fill the tank before calling me! ”

"Hey!" Miura agreed.

If the captain doesn't get up, the other senior devils will naturally not get up, they all say the same thing as the captain, send Miura to fetch water, or send him to pick vegetables, in short, anyone in this seven-person group can bully him.

Although Miura is unwilling, he must come down, because who makes him a recruit, and the veterans don't bully him.

In Dongying, it is this kind of hierarchical custom, even if he enlists one day early, he can bully a recruit, but if he can survive to become a veteran, he can bully others.

According to the tactics of Shengu, a squadron occupied Zhaozhuang, made a good camouflage, and waited for the Eighth Route Army to come over to the mouth of the mutton tiger; A squadron was responsible for a sneak attack on Shangkanzi, but unfortunately this team of devils was not technically good, and was discovered in advance by the investigators of the Eighth Route Army; There is also a team that continues to go deep into the hinterland of the Eighth Route Army, this team of devils has no specific orders, and the so-called orders are just to let them play freely, just like the guerrilla tactics of the Eighth Route Army, it was Shinozuka who issued this order, and he also read "On Protracted Warfare", so he thought about finding a squadron to test how this tactic would be applied to his own troops.

The squadron occupying Zhaozhuang had about 250 people, and counting several people from the machine gun squadron, there were 266 people in total.

Miurabe Taishun and the seven people in his cooking team were responsible for the diet of these people, not only these people, but also the diet of almost 300 people in Zhao Zhuang.

Although more than 300 Chinese people are not human in the eyes of devils, they also have to make food, at least let them drink something thin so that they will not starve to death, and without the disguise of the aborigines, the Eighth Route Army will not be fooled.

Another point is that according to the original plan, the devils of this squadron will stay in Zhaozhuang for a period of time, if all the villagers are killed, it will be very troublesome to dispose of the corpses, don't forget that it is summer, and if you don't handle it well, it will breed plague.

There is a lot of cooking work and it is very tiring, but the leader of the cooking team does not let the Chinese people help.

It is estimated that he is afraid of being poisoned, because there is indeed a story in the devil army that there is a greedy mouth, and Huaxia was poisoned to death after eating the food of the villagers.

It's better to believe what you have than what you don't have!

Miura was bullied, held his stomach, and walked out of the house, because he had nowhere to vent, so he didn't like anything, so he looked for some small animals from time to time to vent.

As a senior caterer, Miurabe Taishun knows how tiring it is to cook for more than 500 people, even if you don't care about the Huaxia people, but there are still 266 people.

Cooking does not allow Chinese people to participate, so let them do the work of fetching water and washing vegetables.

Miura, who had made up his mind, came to the ancestral hall in Zhaozhuang, intending to find a few people to help.

Looking at the many Chinese people here, Miura was a little dizzy.

Because there were so many people, in the huge ancestral hall, the villagers were huddled together, they were shivering, and they looked pitiful.

There are many people to choose from, but Miura still prefers to use children, because in his heart, those children should have no heart, as long as they give some benefits, they are easy to drive.

Tear through the crowd and pick out a few children who seem to be able to work as alternatives.

In the process of selecting children, it was natural to be resisted by the villagers of Zhaozhuang.

The child is the mother's heartache, but this time he was captured by the devil, that is, he did not know life and death.

But resisting is futile, what strength can the villagers who have not eaten for almost a day have, a few rifle butts, these villagers of Zhaozhuang will be honest, and they dare not have the slightest heart to resist.

Looking at the children he selected, Miura took out two pieces of candy, "You land, work, have candy to eat!" As he spoke, he told a few children in a gesture.

Although the Chinese of a few words is very blunt, it can also express his meaning.

After several children saw the candy, they also changed from the original panic to surprise.

But there are only two pieces of sugar, and now there are only five children.

Not enough points!

So, five eleven or twelve-year-old children got into a fight over two pieces of candy.

At first, it was just pushing and shoving, but after a few pushes, they began to add punches and kicks, and finally the five of them rolled on the ground together and wrestled together.

"Hahahaha~" Miura looked at a few children who fought because of sugar cubes and smiled happily.

At this time, two women came out of the crowd, who seemed to be the parents of the children, and wanted to fight.

But these two women were forced back by Miura with a gun, Miura sneered, I still want to watch such a fun thing for a while, what kind of thing is it that you are fighting.

After a while, two eleven or twelve-year-olds emerged victorious and eventually got the ownership of the two pieces of sugar.

Miura smiled "hahaha" and wanted to take the two children away, but one of the children made him wait for a while.

Miura nodded, kind of agreed.

The boy took the cube to a young man and handed it to him, and then the young man crouched down, said a few words to the boy, rubbed the child's hair, and pushed him out.

It turned out to be a filial child, and when Miura saw this child's behavior, he couldn't help but nod approvingly.

Looking at the other one, he had already peeled off the candy wrapper and started licking it.

There is no harm if there is no comparison, Mishima couldn't help but feel a little angry when he looked at the child who licked the candy, so he went up and kicked it, "Yaga, go quickly!" ”

In this way, the two children, under the supervision of Miura, came to the temporary kitchen.

The children of the farm family can basically do everything, and the work of carrying water, picking vegetables, and washing vegetables is all at their fingertips, and Miura only needs to make a gesture, and the two children know what to do.

So one went to crack wood, and the other went to fetch water.

Miura's mood was much better when someone helped him with the work, and when he watched the firewood being criticized into small pieces of uniform thickness, Miura felt that he had not chosen the wrong person.

Pointing to the stove, the child nodded, and then walked to the stove with a pile of firewood.

After a puff of smoke, the fire was lit, and the red fire also illuminated the child's immature and resolute face.

The dark sky finally ushered in a glimmer of dawn, like a sharp sword, cutting through the black curtain and ushering in the golden morning sun.