Lost and Spy

Chapter 3512 Food and Water Source

Chapter 3512 Food and Water Source

Crater threw the piece of bread to the ground.

When his foot was about to step on the bread, the prisoner suddenly shouted: "No!"

Kret smiled.

A person's so-called "stubbornness" has its limits.

Especially like the prisoner in front of him.

God knows how long it has been since he last had a proper meal.

Faced with the huge temptation of food, Kret was confident that the other party's endurance was limited.

The prisoner's behavior best illustrates this point.

Kret's feet were only a hair's bread away from the ground.

His foot stayed there, and he looked at the prisoner for a while before slowly retracting his foot.

He squatted down, picked up the piece of bread that had fallen on the ground, and approached the prisoner.

He could clearly hear the prisoner swallowing a large mouthful of saliva.

Krayt waved his hand in front of his captive.

The prisoner's mouth couldn't help but move closer.

Kret withdrew his hand, then tore off a small piece of bread and put it to the prisoner's mouth.

The prisoner ate it in one gulp.

Fortunately, Kret retracted his hand quickly, otherwise, he might have been bitten.

Just a tiny bit of bread.

It literally melts in your mouth.

But... there is only this little bit...

This is like the feeling of a person who has been without water at sea for three days and is suddenly rescued, but only takes a sip of water.

Eating this tiny bit of bread not only did not relieve my hunger, but made the feeling of hunger even stronger.

If he could still hold on with a breath of air before, now, under the immense temptation, that line of defense completely collapsed.

"You, what do you want to know?" the prisoner said with difficulty.

When he was in China, Kret had mastered Japanese because of the mission requirements, so he didn't really need a translator: "How many people are there?"

The prisoner remained silent.

Because he knew that once he said it, there would be no turning back.

After a long while, he took a deep breath and said, "Originally there were 1,200 people. Now, I'm afraid there are less than 500 people."

Krete was stunned: "Only so few? Why is the loss of personnel so serious?"

It's only been a short period of time and the number of casualties has exceeded half.

There was a trace of sadness in the prisoner's eyes. At this point, he no longer needed to hide anything: "We are commanded by Lieutenant Colonel Ishida, Lieutenant Colonel Ishida Wanyi. We have been ordered to persist in resisting on this front, using guerrilla warfare to consume the enemy and hold on until reinforcements arrive.

When we set out, each person was only given one rice ball. We fought the U.S. military once, but your firepower was too strong. In just 20 minutes of fighting, we lost almost 100 people. Yes, 100 people.

Lieutenant Colonel Ishida could only order a full retreat to the jungle and resist according to the established plan. But when we entered the jungle, the food had already been eaten up, and even the water was running out. Lieutenant Colonel Ishida ordered us to find food and water on the spot, and told us that reinforcements would arrive soon.

However, in this damn jungle, we could hardly find anything to eat except tree bark and grass roots. In just a few days, we had almost eaten up all the tree bark and grass roots. Moreover, many soldiers were infected with malaria and fell down. In order to prevent the further spread of malaria, the lieutenant colonel..."

At this point, he gasped: "The lieutenant colonel ordered that the patients with mild symptoms should leave on their own. As for the seriously ill patients, the seriously ill patients..."

Crater helped him out: "Ordered to be executed on the spot?"

The prisoner nodded with difficulty: "He was stabbed to death with a bayonet, and then the body was burned..."

What he said was horrible.

But now Kret's thoughts are:

Retribution!

He stayed in China for a long time and witnessed how countless Chinese soldiers and civilians resisted the invaders.

Those Chinese troops were short of food and clothing, and most of the time they fought on an empty stomach.

drug?

That is something more precious than gold.

How many soldiers lost their lives after being injured because there was no medical treatment at all?

Now, such retribution has finally come to the Japanese.

At Kret's signal, the prisoner continued, "I watched my companions die. At the peak, hundreds of people were driven away due to malaria, or...died at the hands of their own people.

In fact, this is not the most terrible thing. The most terrible thing is the drinking water problem. Originally, we thought that drinking water was the easiest to solve, but who would have thought that this is the real problem that can cost us our lives. We have found many water sources, but as soon as we drink it, we will immediately vomit and have diarrhea..."

Kret couldn't help but nodded.

That’s right, in this jungle, water is the most worrying thing.

Most of the water sources in the jungle cannot be drunk directly and must be specially treated.

And the way to deal with it is almost impossible to do without special training.

Not to mention the soldiers who rushed into the jungle.

Water that is not properly treated can become a terrible poison.

"We were all terrified." The captive seemed to be still in shock: "I saw with my own eyes one of my companions, he first vomited, then had diarrhea, our stomachs were empty, we couldn't vomit anything at all, and later he almost vomited bile, in the second half of the night, his painful groans stopped..."

he died.

"What about you?" Krete suddenly became curious: "You didn't drink the water, mom?"

"My father is a teacher who teaches chemistry." The captive said absentmindedly, "Although I did not inherit his legacy, I have at least heard about it since I was a child. I also have some knowledge in this area and know that this water cannot be drunk directly. I have also advised many of my companions, but none of them listened to me.

In fact, I couldn't bear the temptation of the water. If my companion was just vomiting and diarrhea, and didn't die, maybe I really couldn't help but drink it when the sun rose. But his death scared me. "

My God, what kind of life do these guys hiding in the jungle live?

Kret suddenly thought of someone:

Meng Shaoyuan!

He once struggled in the Savage Mountain, but eventually he walked out of the Savage Mountain and survived.

How did he survive when he was in the Savage Mountains?

As Kret thought about it, he handed the remaining bread in his hand to the prisoner's mouth.

The prisoner's eyes flashed with excitement and enthusiasm, and he opened his mouth and almost bit the whole bread into his mouth.

He chewed with big mouthfuls, as if he was eating the most precious food in the world.

Kret just looked at him, then shook his head sarcastically.