Chapter 3302 Food Distribution

Order has been restored at the Port of Manila.

With the US military taking full control of Manila, status has been reversed.

Those Japanese nationals who were unable to evacuate in time and were stranded in Manila became like street rats.

Iwabuchi came three times and massacred indiscriminately.

Many Japanese nationals died at the hands of their compatriots.

Those who finally survived had to start their nightmare life again.

As long as their identity is recognized, they will be cursed, yelled and beaten by Filipinos.

In order to ensure the "freedom and democracy" of the United States, food distribution offices have been set up in several places in Manila to distribute food once a day in limited quantities.

The strange thing is that these food distributions are not in the name of the Philippine constitutional government, but in the name of American charitable foundations, American church organizations, etc.

Meng Shaoyuan has been observing these.

He also had to admire the United States' methods.

The United States not only wants to continue colonizing the Philippines, but also wants to win over the overwhelming majority of the people.

At such a difficult time in post-war Manila, distributing food is undoubtedly the best way to win over people.

And this honor, the Americans are obviously unwilling to give up to the puppet government they have supported.

The United States took over in the form of civil organizations.

The benefits of doing this are obvious.

Although the U.S. government did not come forward, those Filipinos who were on the verge of death actually accepted assistance from the Americans.

Therefore, their hearts will begin to feel closer to the United States.

Outside the Port of Manila, there is a food distribution point set up by an American charity foundation.

The person in charge of this distribution point is Tucker, a forty-year-old American-French man.

When volunteers were recruited, he was among the first to sign up.

After discussing with the US military, Meng Shaoyuan allowed them to set up an office in the port and lent them a warehouse to store supplies.

Food distribution starts at 10 a.m. and ends at 12 p.m. every day.

Within two hours, there would always be a long queue at the distribution point.

Of course, there will always be discordant sounds.

Those Japanese expatriates would pretend to be Filipinos and wait in line silently, hoping to get a bite to eat.

But how can there be such a perfect disguise?

Once their identities are recognized, these Japanese nationals will not only be expelled from the team, but also often violently beaten.

Even just yesterday, there was an incident where an elderly Japanese overseas Chinese was beaten to death.

This frightened Tucker and the staff.

The US military was not surprised and simply disposed of the bodies.

Tucker was obviously in shock. After the food was distributed, he immediately found Meng Shaoyuan and told him about the incident.

"I know." Meng Shaoyuan simply replied.

"Sir, aren't you ready to punish those murderers?" Tucker was a little surprised.

"Punishment? Who should I punish?" Meng Shaoyuan laughed bitterly: "This is a group crime. I can't arrest everyone present, right? Besides, Filipinos have suffered a lot from the Japanese in these years.

, I don’t know how many people died tragically at the hands of the Japanese, now let’s vent, we just pretend we can’t see it.”

Deal with it this way?

Tucker had a hard time accepting it.

But what can be done?

I am just a charity person.

This is what happened yesterday.

Of course, Meng Shaoyuan did not want such incidents to happen every day.

Today, he specifically asked Captain William to strengthen the security of the food distribution points and stop them immediately if similar incidents happen again.

The point is, God knows if reporters will show up one day.

Meng Shaoyuan also came to the scene in person to supervise.

"Lieutenant Colonel, something happened."

While Meng Shaoyuan and William were chatting there, Lieutenant Nate came over: "A body was found, not far from here."

"It's none of my business." Meng Shaoyuan blurted out.

This is Manila, how could one day not find a few or even dozens or hundreds of corpses?

"No, Lieutenant Colonel." Lieutenant Colonel Nate said immediately: "He must have died not long ago. Lieutenant Colonel, you'd better come with me to take a look."

…

Meng Shaoyuan soon understood why Lieutenant Nate had such an expression.

Judging from the clothes scattered around, the deceased should be a local from the Philippines.

The most important thing is that the deceased was only about ten years old, a little girl.

The age is really hard to determine.

Filipinos are generally short, and due to long-term malnutrition, some people who are fifteen or sixteen years old look like they are only in their early teens.

The little girl was naked and had wounds all over her body, obviously from being beaten.

He was also violated before his death.

Meng Shaoyuan squatted down and examined it carefully for a while.

The cause of death was being strangled to death.

"It's so cruel." Captain William couldn't help cursing: "Who can do such a thing to a child?"

"It should be what happened last night." Meng Shaoyuan stood up: "To determine the time of death, we have to rely on forensic medicine, but we don't have it."

"Perhaps it was the Japanese who did it." Lieutenant Nate said: "Yesterday, a Japanese expatriate was killed and something like this happened immediately. There is a high probability that the Japanese were there to take revenge."

Meng Shaoyuan nodded.

In his heart, he was more inclined to this explanation.

Only the Japanese can do such a perverted thing.

"Let's see if this little girl has any family members." Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "Give them more food."

This is all I can do.

Now, he is a soldier and is responsible for protecting the Port of Manila.

What happens outside the port is not within the scope of his responsibilities.

However, the chances of solving the case and catching the murderer are slim.

Various institutions of Manila's constitutional government are being rebuilt. As for the police, only a framework has been established, and the personnel are extremely tight.

It is almost impossible to expect them to solve the case.

…

Returning to the food distribution point, Meng Shaoyuan found a female reporter filming there.

He couldn't help but frown: "Who is this?"

He is really afraid of reporters.

"Krista from the Washington Post, twenty-nine years old." Li Zhifeng whispered: "Maybe you will be interested."

What's the meaning?

What does it mean maybe I'll be interested?

"Is that Lieutenant Colonel Charles?"

The more Meng Shaoyuan wanted to hide, the more he couldn't.

Krista discovered Meng Shaoyuan and actually came over to greet him.

Meng Shaoyuan finally understood what Li Zhifeng meant.

Krista is blonde, very beautiful, and has an extremely hot figure.

No wonder.

Damn it, does everyone think they are a pervert?

Meng Shaoyuan cursed in his heart.

"Hey, don't take pictures."

Li Zhifeng stopped Krista in time: "The lieutenant colonel often has to perform special tasks. It is not good for his photo to appear in the newspaper."

Krista gave up the idea of ​​taking pictures: "Lieutenant Colonel, can I ask you a few questions?"

"No." After saying that, Meng Shaoyuan left in a hurry.
Chapter completed!