The group of people was brought into the canteen. There was already a table filled with food.

The porridge is cornmeal porridge, a big yellow bowl.

There are also white, big buns called Da Ming Pizza.

There are several plates of pickles in the middle of the table!

These are the breakfasts of Ming people. In the past, everyone could only watch them, but now they can actually eat them.

No one asked why, and no one thought of being humble. Everyone grabbed the buns and started eating them like hungry wolves.

The white, steaming big meat buns are full of meat.

Except for Lucas and Areola, most of them haven't eaten meat for at least half a year.

Now I can taste the meat, it's so damn delicious.

"Why do those people eat like dogs?"

"They say Europeans are clean, but I see them all as dirty as pigs."

"That's right, you eat without washing your hands."

"Damn it, they're not afraid of getting burned."

"It's true, the buns are so hot, how can they eat them?"

A group of people from the Ming Dynasty looked at a group of French prisoners of war grabbing steamed buns to eat as if they were apes.

No wonder these Ming people were frightened when they saw it. They threw the fist-sized buns into their mouths and chewed them twice before disappearing.

There are even those with big mouths who barely chew or swallow them raw.

Some people choked and rolled their eyes, but their hands were still moving to their mouths.

A large basket of steamed buns was destroyed within five minutes.

"You can't feed them any more, they will starve to death."

The kind-hearted Ming cook was frightened and stopped the young apprentice from continuing to add buns.

"What are these people going to do? Feed them so well?"

"You can make a living by decapitating your head, but the condemned prisoner will also be given a bowl of decapitated rice."

"People die here every day, who of them had enough to eat before they died?"

"Then what do you want them to do?"

"I heard that the commander-in-chief wants to select some people who are devoted to the Ming Dynasty among the prisoners of war.

Then form them into an army and go to the Middle East to fight the Kurds."

"Kurds?"

"It wasn't Sun Junmen who was fighting the Kurds in the Middle East. I heard the results were pretty good."

"What a good idea!

A few days ago, a Gurkha camp was ambushed!

I heard that more than a hundred people died and more than two hundred people were arrested."

“Can Indians still fight?

Let me tell you, my cousin has been to India.

I heard him say that he had seen Indians drinking cow urine."

"Get out of here, there's no one drinking cow urine."

"Really, my cousin saw it with his own eyes."

"Don't believe it!"

"I seem to have heard that Indians like to drink cow urine."

"Moreover, they also like to drink the water of the Ganges. After they die, they pile them up by the river and burn them, and they also pour the urinals they use to urinate into the Ganges.

People upstream are emptying urinals, while people downstream are still washing vegetables and rice."

"Stop talking. The more you talk, the more disgusting it becomes. I can't fucking eat anymore."

"Yes, and I'll throw it into that room for you to eat with the French."

The French prisoners of war did not understand the Ming dialect. After dinner, two Ming men drove over with two tractors.

Lucas took the big guys onto the tractor, and Andreas shed tears as he looked at the Ural Coal Mine getting further and further away.

He thought he would never be able to leave there again in his life.

The tractor took them to another mine thirty kilometers away and left.

There are also a dozen selected prisoners of war in this mine.

A truck came, and I sat in the truck in a daze, driving all day and all night.

Along the way, you can hear wolves howling in broad daylight.

It was the first time for all of them to take a car, and they came on foot.

Many stragglers were thrown directly on the wasteland, and their bones were probably gnawed away by wolves by now.

In the vast Siberian wilderness, apart from some mines, there are not even any herders.

The wild wolf is the master here, and the bear is the boss here.

If you are lucky, you may even encounter a tiger.

It's so big that it can bite your head off in one bite.

Finally arrived at the destination, everyone was so tired that their backs ached.

Got out of the truck and settled some personal issues on the side of the road.

They were taken to a train station, where there were already hundreds of French people.

In the military station, everyone was given a flatbread and a box of canned lunch meat.

Many people don't know how to open canned luncheon meat and just bite it with their teeth.

As a result, his mouth was cut and bloody.

"Where are we being taken?"

Lucas asked the prisoner beside him.

This is the most frequently asked question among prisoners of war.

No one answered, or no one knew.

They only saw many Russian soldiers standing guard with guns on the platform.

Many of those Russian soldiers are very old, and there are actually female soldiers.

It's been almost a year, let alone tasted the taste of a woman, and I haven't even seen a woman.

There was a wolf-like look in the Frenchman's eyes.

But soon, they were attracted by another group of people.

A train arrived at the station, and more than two hundred German prisoners of war got out of the canister car.

Then, they saw another hundred and ten British prisoners of war.

After two days of sleeping on the floor at the railway station, there were two thousand prisoners of war in the railway station.

Everyone discovered that these prisoners of war were British, French, and German.

Perhaps this is the reason why these three countries have relatively large numbers of prisoners of war!

A tank car opened at the train station, and the prisoners of war were shouted at like animals to get on the tank car.

Before everyone got on the canned car, they were given four steamed buns and a box of canned lunch meat.

Each carriage was also filled with a large gasoline barrel of water.

No one knows where they are going or what they are going to do.

Anyway, as long as you leave the place where people eat people without spitting out bones in the mine, you can do whatever you want.

Lucas was very active, and in just a few days, he had become familiar with many prisoners of war.

After asking about the lives of these people after being captured, he found that these people were very similar to himself.

Most of them were sent to the mines to do some super heavy manual work.

Every day, prisoners of war died from fatigue, and new prisoners of war were sent over.

And the reason why they were able to survive in the mines for so long was all because they were willing to serve the Ming people.

Among the people here, eight out of ten are overseers.

The remaining two, like Andreas, were coerced by these overseers.
Chapter completed!