Chapter 3512 Food and water sources

Crater threw the piece of bread to the ground.

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

Crater smiled.

There is a limit to a person's so-called "stubbornness".

Especially like the prisoner in front of me.

God knows how long it had been since he had eaten something serious.

In the face of the huge temptation of food, Crater was very confident that the other party's tolerance was limited.

And the performance of this prisoner best illustrates this point.

Crete's feet were only a slight distance away from the piece of bread on the ground.

His feet just stayed there, looking at the prisoner for a while, and then slowly retracted his feet.

He knelt 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.

Crater waved his hand in front of the prisoner.

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

Crete retracted his hand, then tore off a small piece of bread and brought it to the prisoner's mouth.

The prisoner ate it in one bite.

Fortunately, Crete could shrink his hand quickly, otherwise, he might have bitten him.

Just a little bit of bread.

It literally melts in your mouth.

But...that's all...

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

Not only did this little bit of bread not relieve any hunger, but it actually made the feeling of hunger even more intense.

If it was possible to hold on with just one breath before, now, under the incomparable temptation, that line of defense has completely collapsed.

"What do you want to know?" the prisoner said with difficulty.

When he was in China, due to the needs of the mission, Crater still mastered Japanese, so he didn't actually need a translator: "How many people do you have?"

The prisoner remained silent.

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

After a long time, he took a deep breath: "There used to be 1,200 people, but now, I'm afraid there are not even 500 people."

Crater was startled: "So small? Why is the attrition so serious?"

How much time has passed, and the number of employees has already been reduced by more than half.

A trace of sadness clearly flashed in the prisoner's eyes. At this point, he no longer needed to hide anything: "We are commanded by Lieutenant Colonel Ishida, Lieutenant Commander Ishida Wanichi. We are ordered to persist on the front line to resist and use guerrilla warfare to consume the enemy."

, hold on until reinforcements arrive.

When we set off, each of us was given only one rice ball. We fought once with the US military, but your firepower was too powerful. In just twenty minutes of fighting, almost a hundred of us died. Yes,

One hundred people.

Lieutenant Colonel Ishida could only order the entire line to retreat into the jungle and resist according to the established plan. But when we entered the jungle, the food had already been eaten up, and there was not much water left. Lieutenant Colonel Ishida ordered to search for food and water on the spot.

Drink water and tell us that reinforcements will arrive soon.

However, in the damn jungle, we could hardly find anything to eat except barkgrass roots. In just a few days, even the barkgrass roots were almost eaten by us. Moreover, many soldiers were infected with malaria.

He fell down. In order to prevent further spread of malaria, Lieutenant Colonel..."

Speaking of this, he gasped: "The Lieutenant Colonel ordered that patients with mild symptoms be allowed to leave on their own. As for patients with severe symptoms, patients with severe symptoms..."

Crater spoke it up for him: "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 on fire..."

What he said was terrible.

But now Kraite's thoughts are:

Retribution!

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

Those Chinese troops lacked food and clothing and fought hungry most of the time.

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 Crete's signal, the prisoner continued: "I watched my companions die. At the peak, hundreds of people were driven away because of malaria, or... died on their own.

Under the knife.

In fact, this is not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is the problem of drinking water. Originally, we thought drinking water was the easiest to solve, but who would have thought that this is the big thing that can really kill us. We have discovered many

Water, but as soon as you drink it, you will immediately suffer from vomiting and diarrhea..."

Crater couldn't help but nodded.

Yes, in this kind of jungle, water is the most worrying thing.

Most water sources in the jungle are not drinkable directly and must undergo special treatment.

As for the processing method, it is almost impossible to do it without special training.

Not to mention the soldiers who hurried into the jungle.

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

"We were all frightened." The prisoner seemed to be frightened: "I saw with my own eyes that one of my companions vomited first, then had diarrhea. Our stomachs were empty and we couldn't vomit anything at all. In the end, he could hardly even drink gall water.

He vomited it all out, and in the middle of the night, his painful moans stopped..."

He is dead.

"What about you?" Crete was suddenly curious: "You didn't drink that water?"

"My father is a teacher, teaching chemistry." The prisoner said in a daze: "Although I have not inherited his mantle, 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 directly

I have advised many of my companions about drinking, but none of them listened to me.

In fact, there was a time when I couldn't stand the temptation of that water. If my companion only suffered from vomiting and diarrhea and did not die, maybe I would really not be able to bear it until dawn and drink it regardless of the consequences.

However, his death frightened me."

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

Crete suddenly thought of someone:

Meng Shaoyuan!

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

How did he spend time in Savage Mountain?

Crete was thinking as he put the remaining bread in his hand to the prisoner's mouth.

The prisoner's eyes flashed with excitement and enthusiasm. He opened his mouth and bit into almost the entire bread.

He chewed it as if he were eating the most precious food in the world.
Chapter completed!