When the guards arrived at General Merron's tent, he was crouching beside the fire, drooling, staring straight at the can of beef on the campfire.

If a former acquaintance looked at him, it would be completely impossible to connect this migrant worker-like guy with the personable and polite aristocratic young man at the beginning.

The army, especially the army in war, is the place where people are best trained.

It can easily turn a waste aristocrat who can only recite poetry and paint, eat fine clothes, and even make a fuss about the long thorns on his hands for a long time, into a person who can climb ice and snow, sleep in the open, and can dig out food in the garbage heap like a wild dog.

Due to the siege of Ryder City, there was a shortage of supplies in the city, and the supply of supplies for nearly 100,000 troops had already been strictly restricted.

All the materials are given priority to the front-line combat troops, but even so, they are extremely limited, and there is only half a catty of food a day.

And garbage troops like the 4th Caribbean Division are naturally drastically reduced quotas. According to the official supply quota, they can barely survive every day.

However, for the Caribbean Division, this is not a problem. Despite being under siege, they still managed to get enough food for themselves. You can even eat canned beef, which can only be eaten by the human Nai An Army.

This is all thanks to the strong business skills of the soldiers in the army. They used to be a group of professional smugglers, even if they weren't, but their relatives also made a living from this.

In such a living environment, all these puppies have developed a good habit of not taking the law into account.

Although the Semitic and Terrans were in a fierce battle, the defenses of the two sides were staggered. Well defended. But for the moths in this army. The line of defense had been eroded by them. You can even shuttle back and forth, as if you are in a no-man's land.

This is not surprising, although the Semitic and Terran sides are constantly at war, but they all have what the other side needs in their hands.

For example, the Semitic soldiers looted a lot of gold and silver jewelry, but during the siege, the gold and silver jewelry was not enough to eat.

On the human side, the soldiers are well supplied. They all wanted to vomit after eating the canned food that was distributed. But they don't have much money in their hands.

Under such circumstances, with a thunderclap between heaven and earth, the soldiers of the great Caribbean Fourth Division appeared on the scene.

They risked their lives and crossed the staggered fronts, using their meagre savings to get canned food from the human pups.

In the beginning, this is the most dangerous thing, because if you are not careful, you will be killed by the other party. But you know, these people have been driving boats like crazy since their ancestors. Fighting the wind and waves, and shuttling back and forth between the two continents in a life-and-death life. A lucrative and promising smuggling trade was launched.

They never lacked an adventurous spirit in their bones.

Although both Semitic and Terran claimed that each other was the enemy of the world, there was not much hatred between the soldiers.

On the contrary, they have a common language. All of them were forced to come out to fight by the officials, and they all missed the second girl at the head of the village and the old sow at home.

Especially when the other party came over with real money and silver, at a price as high as twenty times, to buy the garbage canned food that he looked disgusting, this kind of wronged can't be wronged anymore was naturally warmly welcomed by the human soldiers, not to mention, they also claimed to be Lord Luo's brother-in-law.

When the Caribs turn back, they naturally bring a lot of food.

For the Semitic people who lack food, having a dry steamed bun is equivalent to the New Year. Now the Caribs are taking out these cans of meat, and a lot of bad liquor, and that kind of magic thing called cigarettes that can refresh the mind and eliminate boredom.

Although the asking price is a little expensive, but for the precarious Semitic soldiers, it is the greatest happiness to be able to eat a full meal, who knows if tomorrow will be killed by the bombs falling from the sky?

Therefore, they look at the Caribbean as if they were at Hermes, the legendary god of commerce.

In this way, the Caribbeans went back and forth between the two sides, making deals and making a lot of money from the middle. There was even a small black market.

The top and bottom of the Caribbean Division were all involved, and for a time the business was booming, and the money was making money every day. And it is becoming more and more prosperous, quite a frame in which the war does not end for a day, and the business does not stop for a day.

As the commander of the Caribbean Division, General Melon naturally made a lot of money from the middle.

As a chief, although his ration is sufficient, after tasting Naian's canned meat a few days ago, he can no longer do without this industrially produced junk food, and he has to have a can for every meal.

The flames licked the bottom of the can, darkening the otherwise bright iron base, and at the same time, the smell of meat was emitted from the can.

As a very conscientious capitalist, in order to save costs, Lei Erye produced this kind of industrially produced canned meat, which is completely modeled after the Spam luncheon meat of the US military.

In addition to meat, water, starch, a lot of fat is added, in addition, there is also a large amount of animal offal, such as: liver, large intestine and so on. and nitrite, a strong carcinogen used for preservatives.

In addition, in order to increase the taste, a large amount of salt and various spices are added.

In this way, all other flavors in the can are masked.

Once opened, it is naturally fragrant and mouth-watering.

Where have ordinary Semitic soldiers seen this, you must know that they have not even seen white noodles a few times, and now they have meat to eat, and it is melt-in-your-mouth, extremely delicious canned meat. This kind of thing, even the landlords and old fortunes may not have seen it.

If it's not a war now, they'll think they're in heaven.

As soon as the herald entered Meron's tent, he was immediately attracted by the smell. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva vigorously, and then saluted Merlun and said, "My lord." General Merlot, please. ”

Merlun couldn't help but be stunned. I said to myself, 'It's so late. It is rare that the enemy did not fire artillery and air strikes today. It's a good time to get a good night's sleep. What is he asking for?'

But he had to stagger to his feet. I had the intention to leave immediately, but looking at my can, I hesitated slightly, then picked it up and said, "Lead the way ahead." ”

The guard was stunned for a moment, and admired Merlun very much in his heart: they had also heard about Uncle Merun's private black market. But this is to see the commander, and he dares to carry this can so brightly.

This is really a bit too arrogant.

But. As a small guard, he also knew what to do, so he only glanced at it slightly, and then looked away. As soon as he turned around, he walked out.

Melun followed him, carrying the box of cans, swaggering through the streets, occasionally meeting acquaintances and saying hello a few loudly.

This situation is very ironic. The guard even had a trace of resentment in his heart, this is going to the headquarters. Uncle, can you keep a low profile? If the lichs know that you're doing business in private, the entire Semitic hierarchy will be implicated.

Meron arrived at Merlot's headquarters. The big horn outside was still playing the saxophone.

Maybe it's because of another unskilled player, or simply a novice, and the saxophone is played intermittently, not at all out of tune. And the most terrifying thing is that from time to time, a poignant high note will be pulled.

Nearby, there was another guy banging gongs and drums desperately, making a 'all ......' sound

It's like a child...... Uh, no, the two children are messing around with musical instruments, and the noisy people have so many headaches that they can't sleep at all.

The atmosphere that had been very petty-bourgeois was gone, and only a murmur remained.

The soldiers who were going to sleep were all unable to sleep because of the noise, and they all scolded in the direction of the distant sounds.

Meren also frowned, and scolded the rabbit cub who made noise in the distance. Then I walked into the headquarters.

When the door closed, Merlun was surprised to find that the bunker was poorly soundproofed. Even though I was standing in the room, I could still clearly hear the noise coming from in the distance.

Led by the guards, he passed through a large group of staff officers who were busy in front of the map.

Those people looked at the cans he was carrying, and they all cast shocked glances.

Caribbeans seldom sell these things to officers because of their wariness of them, but these officers have heard of the can. Occasionally, I will try to get two of them in private. But this kind of thing is always tacit, and it will not be pierced.

Now that Merren actually brought one over, he had his brain pumped, and he wanted to expose his behavior of privately transporting the enemy's smuggled materials?

At this time, he saw Merlun come to Merlot's door, and before he could enter the door, he had already shouted loudly: "Hello, General Merlot." What are you looking for from me?

It was a coincidence that my brothers had captured a few cans of the enemy when they were just fighting, and brought them to you to taste. Haha, hahaha......"

As he spoke, he walked into the inner room.

The officers glanced at each other, and they all saw the admiration in each other's eyes: look at General Merlun, who deserves to be a general. This is shameless, it's really shameless enough.

The Caribbean Division is known as the shame of the Flash Army, a veritable 'war scum', and it is still hiding in the rear, but Melun claims to have captured enemy supplies.

This kind of story, if told to an idiot, he won't believe it.

But he dared to say it with a shy face. I really don't want to admire the thickness of his skin, I can't do it.

Merlun came to the room, only to find General Merlot sitting at the other end of the table, holding a bowl of gruel, carefully plucking the rice grains from the bowl into his mouth.

He immediately threw the can in his hand onto the table, then pushed it over, and said, "General, don't drink that thing, if you don't get full, it's all gone when you pee." Try me, it's oily. Lots of meat. Fragrant. Eat a can and you can last a day. ”

Merlot looked at the can and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

I saw a grinning and cute pig-headed Lei Erye ordered that all the cans should be stamped with a press to smash the trademark out. Doing so will increase the cost though. But it's an important part of a brand's strategy.

After people are familiar with and identify with this canned food brand. Then there are others who want to make cans. Entering this market is already difficult.

He smiled wryly, then reached for the can and carefully swiped it in his hand. "I've heard of this thing for a long time, but it's a pity that you bastards sell it all over the streets, but I've never seen it before." ”

General Merlun couldn't help but pause, and then shouted, "Your Excellency, don't wronged us. This is really what we captured from the enemy. There are more than 8,000 brothers in our division who can testify for me.

At that time, I fought the Terran soldier for 3,000 rounds, and there was no victory. Later, I used a stunt monkey to steal peaches......"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gestured.

Melo shuddered, hurriedly interrupted him, and said, "Merun, we are all understanding people, in front of me, you don't pretend to be stupid there." ”

Merlun was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Big ...... My lord, I don't understand what you mean. I have always been loyal to the Semites. And it has also made great contributions. This heart can be expressed every day......"

As he spoke, he stood up and swore an oath.

Merlot ignored him either. Instead, he stood up, walked to the door, opened the door, looked out of the door warily to make sure that no one was eavesdropping, and then walked back again.

Merun's eyes widened in surprise as he watched his strange behavior.

Merlot sighed and said, "General Merron, let's not talk darkly, I'll tell the truth." Have you been in contact with that side?"

Merlun shook his head like a rattle and said, "No, absolutely not. How could I have been in contact with those people. No contact, no contact at all......"

Merlot couldn't help but sigh again, interrupted him, and said softly, "I plan to revolt." ”

The voice of the words was not high, but Merlun froze on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.

After a long while, he regained his strength and said, "My lord, this is ...... This is not a joke, if you don't get it right, you will be killed. I don't think I heard what you say today. If we have something to do, we will continue to ...... tomorrow."

As he spoke, he stood up in a panic, like a rabbit that had escaped.

Merlot found that talking to Merlun seemed to be particularly laborious, and couldn't help but sigh again, and then gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be afraid, tell you the truth, I'm a member of the Black Band." ”

Merlun was stunned and said strangely: "What...... What band?"

Melo said word by word: "Black band." ”

Merlun was stunned for a while, vaguely feeling that the name was extremely familiar, as if he had just heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it at all for a while.

Melo looked at Merlun with a strange look on his face, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: "This damn straw bale." ”

The Black Band is a secret organization within the Spirit Flash Army against the High Priest, and has been constantly absorbing new blood to expand its influence.

The young, enthusiastic, and righteous Semitic officers were all proud to join the organization.

General Merlun was actually scratching his ears and cheeks there, which shows that this thing had never heard of this organization before, that is, he was not favored at all.

Suddenly, Merlot found that she didn't even have the strength to sigh.

He paused for a moment, and then said, "Turn around, when your people go to smuggle again, tell the other soldier, and say that the black band is ready to act, just ask them to cooperate." ”

Mo Lun was stunned for a long time, and then said astringently: "My lord, since you have said it to the surface, then I will also say it."

What if, just what if. Even if my men go down to smuggle with the Terrans, of course, this is only a hypothetical situation, not true.

Even if my subordinates engage in smuggling with the Terrans, you don't have the brains to say that. People may not be able to understand it, and it may delay your big event. ”

Merlot looked at him with a smirk, and at this point, he was finally sure that this thing was a very clever fellow, if not a real straw bag.

He said softly: "General Merron, do you think, in the name of the Flying Eagle God of the Terran Lorraine, and with the all-pervasive spy system of the SS, will you be unaware of your petty theft?"

Merlun froze.

He thought about it carefully, and then realized that in addition to the first contact, when the Caribs and the Terrans did business, it seemed that it was really too smooth.

No matter how much hard currency they take, the Terrans can easily eat it. Sometimes, they are even generously allowed to take credit.

For this matter, Caribbeans have secretly scolded those human idiots behind their backs.

Now it seems that the deal is very likely that the human intelligence agencies are using themselves to extract all kinds of information.

He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat: These human beings are really thoughtful and pervasive~!

Looking at the cold sweat on Merun's head, Merlot couldn't help but smile: it seems that this thing is not too stupid.

At this moment, the noise coming from the loudspeaker in the distance finally stopped, and then a voice said again: "Next, please ask our black band to play "Moonlight" for everyone again." ”

Hearing that voice, Merun's mind suddenly flashed like lightning, and suddenly lit up: the black band, that's right, just now, before that huge voice made a chicken feather scream, there was a black band playing a very sad and literary tune. And now, it's the Black Band again.

And Mellot also claims to be a black band, which must have some kind of ulterior connection~! )

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