Lost and Spy

Chapter 3511 Terrible Hope

"I know, and I won't allow that to happen, Major."

Kret smiled and said, "So, I think we can use this place."

He pointed to his head.

"Really?" Garland was a little unconvinced: "Those Japanese monkeys are not idiots."

“Maybe they weren’t.”

Krete said, "However, they were trapped in the deep mountains and forests, and before they decided to fight, they were seriously short of supplies, so they were unable to prepare sufficient long-term combat supplies. In some places, they didn't even have any preparations at all.

I don't know what the top Japanese military officials were thinking before making this decision. They always seemed to believe that they could overcome any difficulties with the bravery and perseverance of their soldiers. Major, the Japanese military, from the top to the soldiers, are all crazy.

The climate of the Philippines, we all know, the Japanese know it too, the problem is that they are simply unwilling to face it. When they finally retreated to the mountains and forests, the terrible backlash began. Mosquitoes, malaria, and of course hunger. "

As he spoke, he took out a cigar and threw it to Major Garland, then lit one for himself: "We have to endure mosquitoes, but what about malaria? As far as the current Japanese army is concerned, they have almost no medicine and can only wait to die. But hunger is the only thing that humans cannot endure."

Major Garland nodded. "Yes, when I was five years old, I lost my father's favorite hat. As a result, my father locked me in a small dark room for a whole day without any food. At that time, I thought that even if there was only one strand of spaghetti, it would be perfect. But..."

He frowned and said, "It's common to go hungry on the battlefield. My brother once spent three years in China and has some understanding of this mysterious country. According to what he said after returning home, Chinese soldiers fought on an empty stomach most of the time."

The meaning of his words was very clear.

Hunger is terrible, but not unbearable.

Since Chinese soldiers can endure it, why can't Japanese soldiers endure it?

We are all just ordinary people.

"You are quite right, Major."

Kret's face was a little gloomy at this time: "I have also been to China, and I have also witnessed how those brave soldiers fought..."

His thoughts turned to his years in China.

He actually fought with a gun on the battlefield in China!

And my best brothers!

He sighed lightly, and then continued: "Do you know why those Chinese soldiers could still fight despite such inferior weapons, even when several soldiers shared one gun and were often hungry? Because they knew they were protecting the land, their homes, and their families..."

He did not say more about this question, because he knew that even if he said more, Major Garland would not fully understand. Therefore, he changed the subject and said, "What about these Japanese troops who are resisting in the Philippines? They are far away from their homeland, fighting for a hope that is impossible.

Of course, this is not all. The Japanese army received orders to resist for a long time. They could only stay in those bedbug nests and look for some bark and grass roots that had been almost eaten by them. Their bodies and spirits suffered a double blow, and to continue to persevere, they had to find food.

Major, I don't know if you have studied human psychology. Almost everyone wants to survive, especially the Japanese soldiers. The prerequisite for survival is not to be shot to death, not to die of illness, but not to starve to death. Once hope emerges in people's hearts, it is actually very scary under certain conditions. "

Major Garland was stunned for a moment.

Isn’t it a good thing to have hope in your heart?

Krete smiled and said, "Of course we need to have hope, but in certain circumstances, hope will become a fantasy, an unrealistic fantasy. This is the case with the Japanese army now. They rely on hope to support themselves, but it is this terrible hope that ultimately plunges them into despair!"

Because he had encountered it himself.

They had just started building the site when a small group of Japanese troops launched a night attack, intending to completely destroy the site.

However, Kret had been prepared.

The mercenaries he hired at a high price fought off the night attack without much effort.

But they also gained something else.

A Japanese soldier was shot in the leg and then abandoned by his companions, and soon he became a prisoner.

But this Japanese prisoner was still extremely stubborn. Facing the interrogation of the mercenaries, he simply didn't say a word.

When daybreak came, Kret interrogated the prisoner himself.

Just like last night, the prisoner was unwilling to say anything, but just kept repeating that he wanted to be loyal to the Emperor.

The mercenary who had been interrogating the prisoner all night was really angry. When he was about to teach the prisoner a lesson, he was stopped by Kret.

He did not start the interrogation, but ordered them to have breakfast first.

This order stunned everyone.

However, Kret insisted on doing it.

The breakfast was extremely rich, with milk, bread, eggs, bacon...

Kret ate slowly, but he was always observing the captive.

This Japanese prisoner was in rags and had a very pale face. If you didn't know better, you would have thought he was a beggar.

Looking at these people eating such a rich breakfast, the prisoner couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Something even more outrageous happened.

A dog on the construction site came up to Kret, wagging its tail.

Crater picked up a slice of bacon and threw it to the dog.

The dog took it in one gulp and swallowed it.

asshole!

The Japanese prisoner cursed in his heart.

This is meat, meat!

These bastards actually fed it to a dog.

The anger, frustration and greed on his face could not be concealed at all.

Kret took a piece of bread and a glass of milk and came to the captive, asking the translator, "Would you like some?"

The prisoner closed his eyes, but then opened them uncontrollably. He shook his head with his last bit of dignity.

Kret didn't say much, but slowly poured the glass of milk onto the ground.

The Japanese prisoner watched helplessly. If he had not been unable to move, he would have jumped on board.

After pouring the glass of milk, Kret picked up the bread and approached the prisoner: "Do you want to eat?"

This time, the prisoner did not shake his head, but he did not nod either.

"You don't want this either?" Kret sighed and threw the bread to the ground again! (End of this chapter)