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

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

He pointed to his head.

"Really?" Garland didn't quite believe it: "Those Japanese monkeys are not idiots."

"Maybe they weren't in the past."

Crater said: "However, they were trapped in the deep mountains and old forests, and before they decided to fight, they were severely lacking in supplies, so they were unable to prepare sufficient long-term combat supplies. In some places, they were not even prepared at all.

.

The senior Japanese military officials didn't know what they were thinking before making this decision. They always seemed to think that with the bravery and perseverance of their soldiers, they could overcome any difficulties. Major, the Japanese army no matter what

Everyone from the top to the soldiers below are crazy.

We all know the climate in the Philippines, and the Japanese army also knows it. The problem is that they are simply unwilling to face it. When they finally retreated to the deep 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 another one for himself: "Mosquitoes must be endured, 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 alone is unbearable to human beings.”

Major Garland nodded: "Yes, when I was five years old, because I lost one of my father's favorite hats, 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 piece of spaghetti, it would be perfect. But..."

He frowned and said: "Starving on the battlefield often happens. My brother once stayed in China for three years and has a certain understanding of this mysterious country. According to what he said after returning to China,

Most of the time, Chinese soldiers fight hungry."

The meaning of his words was already very clear.

Hunger is indeed terrible, but it is not unbearable.

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

We are all just ordinary people.

"You're right, Major."

Crete's face turned slightly gloomy at this time: "I have also been in China, and I have also witnessed how those brave soldiers fought..."

His mind went back to his years in China.

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

With my best brothers!

He sighed lightly, and then continued: "Do you know why those Chinese soldiers can persist in fighting even when their weapons are so inferior, several soldiers even share a gun, and they are often hungry? Because they know that they

You are protecting the land, protecting your home, and protecting your family..."

He did not say more about this issue because he knew that no matter how much he said, Major Garland would not fully understand. Therefore, he changed the topic and said: "Where are these Japanese soldiers who are resisting in the Philippines? They

Far away from home, fighting for a hope that is simply impossible.

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

To continue, they must find food.

Major, I don’t know if you have studied human psychology. Almost everyone wants to live, especially those Japanese soldiers. The prerequisite for survival is not to be killed by bullets, not to die of illness, or not to starve to death. People

Once hope arises in your heart, it is actually very scary under certain conditions."

Major Garland was startled.

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

Crater smiled: "Of course we need to have hope, but under certain circumstances, hope will turn into fantasy, unrealistic fantasy. This is the case with the Japanese army now. They rely on hope to support themselves, and

It was this terrible hope that finally drove them into despair!"

Because he had encountered it himself.

It was when they had just started building the construction site that a small group of Japanese troops launched a night attack, hoping to completely destroy the construction site.

However, Crater had already been on guard.

The mercenaries he hired with a large sum of money repelled the night attack without much effort.

And they also gained something else.

A Japanese soldier was injured in the leg and then abandoned by his companions. He soon became a prisoner.

But this Japanese prisoner was still extremely stubborn. Faced with the interrogation by the mercenaries, he said nothing at all.

When daylight came, Crater personally interrogated the prisoner.

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

The mercenary who had been interrogating him all night was really angry and was about to teach the prisoner a lesson when he was stopped by Crater.

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

This order stunned everyone.

However, Crater still insisted on doing this.

The breakfast is extremely rich, including milk, bread, eggs, bacon...

Crete ate slowly, but he was always observing the prisoner.

This Japanese prisoner was in tatters and had a serious look on his face. If you didn't know better, you would have thought he was a beggar.

Seeing these people eating such a rich breakfast, the prisoners swallowed uncontrollably.

Something even more outrageous happened.

A dog raised on the construction site came to Crete wagging his tail.

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

The dog took it in his mouth 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.

Crete picked up a piece of bread and a glass of milk and came to the prisoner, asking the translator to ask: "Want to drink?"

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

Crete didn't say anything more, but slowly poured the glass of milk onto the ground.

The Japanese prisoners watched helplessly. If he hadn't been unable to move, he would have jumped up long ago.

After pouring the glass of milk, Crete picked up the bread and approached the prisoner: "Want to eat?"

This time, the prisoner didn't shake his head, but he didn't nod either.
Chapter completed!