Capable French people have already gone to southern Africa. Even Leonard's wife and children are all in southern Africa. Only Leonard himself is in France.
There is no such thing as a naked official in this era.
Not right either.
Being a naked official in Europe is so normal that Europeans themselves don't take it seriously. For example, Von der Leyen, whose husband and children are both Americans, did not stop others from working for the United States in Europe.
Adrian has a family of nine, and he is the only one left alive. France has nothing to miss for him. It is best for Adrian to leave this sad place and go to southern Africa to start a new life.
choose.
Not only Adrian, Vincent also did this. His family members were all in Southern Africa, and he was the only one who stayed in France to work and earn money in France to support his wife and children in Southern Africa.
"My eldest son works in Salisbury, my younger son is admitted to the University of Rhodesia, and my daughter has a boyfriend, but unfortunately he is a Boer. That damn bastard must have poured ecstasy into my innocent daughter."
Vincent was overcome with pain when he mentioned his daughter. The combined weight of his two sons was not as important as the weight of his daughter in Vincent's heart.
This is obviously wrong. Although the little cotton-padded jacket is cute, the son is equally important. We can neither favor sons over daughters nor favor daughters over sons.
"Why not take the exam at Nyasaland University?" Ultraman, the Cypriot supervisor from Walvis Bay, couldn't stand Vincent's proud look. This was not a complaint, it was clearly a show off.
"I couldn't pass the exam -" Vincent looked melancholy. Nyasaland University didn't just take the exam, it was much more difficult than Oxford and Cambridge.
Oh, here in France are the University of Paris and the Collège de France.
"You are much luckier than them -" Ultraman looked at the hard-working prisoners of war with a numb expression.
It is already winter, but the German prisoners of war are still wearing the summer uniforms. This is really not the harsh treatment of German prisoners of war by Southern Africa. Southern Africa sent winter clothes to German prisoners of war, but they were detained by the resistance forces on the grounds that these German prisoners of war deserved to die.
freeze to death.
A few days later, the winter clothes that arrived appeared on the black market around Cherbourg and were very popular with the public.
Southern Africa rarely snows in winter, but it produces the best quality wool in the world. The wool textiles produced by the Johannesburg Textile Group sell well all over the world, especially in Europe, and demand exceeds supply.
Not only did the German prisoners of war not have cotton-padded clothes, but their food was also deducted, they were severely undernourished, and most importantly, they did not have enough to eat. Each of them only had an old blanket. They could not keep out the cold at night, so they had to huddle together to keep warm. Every day, the German prisoners of war froze.
Those German prisoners of war who froze to death were thrown into the sea. The resistance army called this method "sea burial".
A German prisoner of war who was carrying stones was overwhelmed and fell to the ground. The stones hit his feet heavily. The German prisoner of war hugged his feet and howled. The German prisoners of war next to him looked intolerable, but no one dared to provide help.
Two resistance army supervisors walked over with leather whips and grinning.
The injured prisoner of war was so frightened that he stopped crying and tried to stand up, but failed twice in a row.
"Please, I can still work, I can-" the injured prisoner cried and begged, and a resistance supervisor put his hand to his ear and shouted loudly: "What did you say? I don't understand!"
It is normal for French people not to understand German, but this Resistance Army overseer should be able to understand it. For four years from 1940 to now, many French people have learned German, and they are always very adaptable.
"Stand up, you bastard!" Another supervisor didn't talk nonsense. He came to the injured prisoner with a leather whip and whipped it out without thinking, causing blood to splash everywhere.
The whips used by the supervisors of the Resistance Army were made of cowhide. When weaving, they were mixed with iron wire. When whipped on a person, the iron wire would hook the person's skin and flesh, and the skin would be ripped apart after a few whips.
"For the sake of God, please don't do this-" the injured prisoner begged, his voice was so shrill that it was hard to hear.
"Why can't you give him a good time?" Ultraman didn't understand why the French were so cruel and inhumane.
"You don't know how the Germans treat us French people. It's too easy for them to give them a good time!" Vincent said with an expressionless face. This kind of thing happens every day.
"Can you please stop this? Just give him a good time!" Finally, some German prisoners of war couldn't stand it anymore and hoped that the supervisor could give the injured prisoners a good time.
The two Resistance Army supervisors laughed loudly. The one who was whipping didn't stop. The other supervisor took off the rifle from his shoulder and fired at the German prisoner who had just spoken.
Boom!
The German prisoner of war fell down in response. Miraculously, not much blood came out of the wound on his chest. It was estimated that his blood had dried up.
"Hey! That's enough!" Ultraman really couldn't bear it. These German prisoners of war were laborers, but not slaves.
The people of southern Africa still need to be saved. The supervisor who was beating the people stopped. The supervisor who had just fired had an ugly expression, and there was still smoke coming from the muzzle of the rifle.
"Either send him to the hospital or give him a good time. You can't torture people for fun." Ultraman has a bottom line. Revenge is okay, but not in the devil's way.
Southern Africa also has grudges and revenge, but it must be within an acceptable range. Torturing people for fun is absolutely unacceptable according to the moral standards of Southern Africans.
In southern Africa, people can be beaten to death. For example, some human traffickers or dog thieves will be beaten to death by angry people after being caught. At this time, those who do it will not be punished, and the law will not be held accountable.
The practice of supervising workers is cruelty and is absolutely not allowed in southern Africa.
"I didn't, sir, I suspect he was pretending -" the supervisor who beat the man defended himself. This reason was not convincing. The injured prisoner's feet were already deformed.
Ultraman didn't waste any time. He pulled out his gun and came to the injured prisoner of war. He looked at the grateful eyes of the injured prisoner and pulled the trigger.
Damn, even after someone shot him, his eyes were still filled with gratitude!
It can only be said that war is the devil and human nature has been distorted.
Back in his dormitory, Ultraman opened a bottle of wine and got extremely drunk without eating dinner.
Adrian and Bloom were also drinking. After Adrian finished telling what happened during the day, Adrian was lying on the bed half drunk: "This is why I want to go to Southern Africa. I would rather be a child in Southern Africa."
Coolie, is not willing to stay in France and become the master of Cherbourg."
Bloom drank the remaining wine in the bottle and slammed the empty bottle to the ground.
"I can understand what that brother did. Even if he goes a little too far, I won't blame him." Bloom has no mercy for the German prisoners of war. This is also in France. Look at what Angel did in Japan.
, more excessive than the French.
"I don't mean to blame him. I just want to live like a human being, without actively bullying others or being bullied by others." Adrian muttered to himself, and soon began to snore.
Bloom didn't sleep all night.
It started to snow in the morning, and the snow was so heavy that work could not continue. Bloom and Adrian stayed in the dormitory all day.
At night again, Bloom went out to get food and came back with the latest news.
Last night, more than 100 German prisoners of war froze to death, and countless others suffered frostbite.
Tens of thousands of people are working together, and progress is still very fast. Bloom and Adrian have already lived in a simple board house that can light a stove. The German prisoners of war are still living in tents with air leakage in all directions. Each person only has an old blanket and is freezing.
Frostbite is normal.
"It won't work like this. It will definitely affect the progress of the work." Adrian was worried that too many prisoners of war would die and no one would be able to work.
"So I say that southern Africans are all hypocrites. Why do they treat prisoners of war so well? It's because they hope that prisoners of war can work for them longer." Bloom's attitude towards southern Africa has changed since he knew that Adrian was going to southern Africa.
Changes occurred quietly.
Bloom is no stranger to southern Africa. His best friend immigrated to southern Africa after the end of World War I and now lives in Walvis Bay, which is said to be quite good.
When the economic crisis broke out, Bloom received a letter from a friend inviting him to southern Africa.
Bloom refused.
The reason for Bloom's refusal is quite unspeakable. Southern Africa was completely accepting of immigrants at first. Not only did they share houses and farms, they even reimbursed their boat tickets.
When Bloom received the letter from his friend, the new immigrants could only be resettled in remote areas in the western part of Cape State and southern Walvis Bay, which made Bloom unhappy.
Broome's friend's farm is less than 100 kilometers away from Whale Bay. In addition to the 100 acres allocated by the federal government, Broome's friend spent money to buy another 100 acres. Over the years, Broome's friend has worked hard to manage it, and his family has bought
With pickup trucks and trucks, a standard middle-class family.
What Bloom didn't expect was that it would be his last chance to get a free farm.
In the third year of the economic crisis, Bloom's vineyard went bankrupt, and by this time he could no longer afford a boat ticket to southern Africa.
Even if you can go to Southern Africa, the federal government of Southern Africa no longer allocates farms. If you want to get land, you can only buy it, and it is still in the wilderness, and it is left over by others.
As the saying goes, one step is slow, each step is slow. Now that Bloom has gone to southern Africa, he and his friends are already in two different classes.
Adrian didn't have that many ideas. His previous job was as a baker, and he could survive by finding any job in southern Africa.
"Even so, haven't you noticed that the eyes of those German prisoners of war are full of gratitude for the southern Africans, and when they look at us, they only have hatred." Adrian was not exaggerating. Those German prisoners of war with frostbite were receiving treatment from southern African doctors.
While they were receiving treatment, the French supervisors held whips and drove them to work in the wind and snow. The contrast was too stark.
If this situation does not change, Adrian seems to be able to see that in another 20 years, when the younger generation of Germans grow up, war will break out again.
How long can France resist until then?
Even if the war is finally won, considering the brutality of the Russian battlefield, how many French people can survive until the end of the war?
Referring to the current situation of De Gaulle, will another De Gaulle step forward by then?
This is all unknown.
"So we have to kill all these Germans so that they will never have the chance to return to Germany and pass their hatred to the next generation." Bloom's tone was matter-of-fact, which made Adrian very unfamiliar.
There are approximately 500,000 German prisoners of war in France.
Are you going to kill all these German prisoners of war?
That hatred may really never be resolved.
Vincent would not think so. To him, these German prisoners of war were valuable labor force, and none of them could be wasted.
"The living conditions of these prisoners of war are so bad. I sawed off the arms of six people and the legs of two people this morning." Elvis, a military doctor from Swaziland, was depressed and used alcohol to numb his nerves.
Medical resources during war are always precious. Even in southern Africa, there are not many medical resources for German prisoners of war. The frostbite of many German prisoners of war is actually not that serious. If they can get timely treatment in southern Africa, there will be no frostbite at all.
To the point of amputation.
However, in France, even Allied soldiers were sometimes unable to receive timely and complete treatment, and the treatment methods for German prisoners of war were very crude. Sometimes, in order to save a dose of penicillin, a leg had to be amputated.
A penicillin and a leg are definitely not equal.
"They will thank you. You saved their lives. This is a blessing in disguise." Vincent comforted him in time. If his Chinese was better, he would have used allusions about "it's a blessing in disguise but a blessing in disguise".
"You don't need to comfort me. If you want to do something for them, then help them fight for the opportunity to return to their hometown. They have lost their fighting ability and can no longer pose a threat to France." Elvis loved it.
Wujiang, he is not a Holy Mother, just from a humanitarian perspective.
The post-war treatment of Germany is also highly controversial within Southern Africa. Some people advocate the complete disarmament of Germany, while others advocate making all those who committed war crimes pay a heavy price. Others advocate that Japan should be treated like
Treat Germany.
Those who hold the last attitude are basically groups from European countries such as France, Belgium, and Greece.
The first type is of German origin.
Elvis was a German born in southern Africa. He has become a standard southern African and has feelings for Germany, but not much.
"The war is not over yet. It is impossible for them to return to Germany. Even if they return, they will have to wait until the war is over." After Vincent finished speaking, he added in his heart: If they can still survive until that time.
Prisoners of war who have lost the ability to work are of no value. Instead, they will consume precious food and require follow-up treatment. After all, the wounds after amputation still need to be treated.
Those sutures and hemostatic medicine are also costs.
Elvis certainly didn't skimp on medication.
It’s hard to say whether the French will agree. After all, the medicines for the prisoner-of-war camps were purchased from southern Africa with loans from the French government.
