Chapter five hundred and forty fourth civil war without gunpowder smoke
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On the streets of Berlin, Germany, a group of children were laughing and joking with each other on the way home from school. They ran to the bakery for a while and bought some bread with the food stamps given by their parents. Then they ran to an alley to play hide-and-seek with their classmates, talking and talking.
He returned to his home smiling.
At home, the mother has already prepared dinner and put it on the table, waiting for the return of the children. Although most of the fathers of these children are on the front line, their lives are still comfortable, at least they will not go hungry.
In addition, because Reinhardt did not want to enter a full-scale wartime system prematurely before the Soviet-German war, in addition to the "three-shift system" for factory manufacturing, in terms of food, although there are food stamp restrictions, this restriction is indeed
It’s not excessive and can fully meet people’s living needs.
Compared to the well-off society of the German people, the British common people are much worse off.
UK, London.
Due to the war, schools have been completely closed, and the children have also received a very long vacation.
Although the five-term vacation is a happy thing, these children miss the past days. Although they no longer have the burden of study, it is very difficult for them to even provide meals, and their lives are far worse than before.
The Luftwaffe's bombing of the London area has never stopped. Those German bombers roared over London all day long.
Because the Royal Air Force lost too many fighter planes on the French battlefield, and was annihilated during a sneak attack on a German port, the British Air Force is now unable to protect the people of the British Empire, and countless London citizens are in dire straits all day long.
Faced with this situation, all Churchill could do was to urgently send more manpower and build more air-raid shelters to deal with the German bombing.
However, there are thousands of London citizens, and a few air-raid shelters built at odd hours can only be said to be a drop in the bucket and cannot solve any problems at all.
Among the refugees in London, only a handful of them found shelter in air-raid shelters, and most of them were still shrouded in fear of German bomber shells. These people had no connections and were not nobles. In this chaotic world,
In this era of natural life, there is little guarantee for human safety.
In London, a place that calls itself the "city of gentlemen", it is already difficult to find so-called gentlemen.
For example, Bill and several of his colleagues were people who couldn't find a place in the air-raid shelter. Before the war, Bill and his team worked in a small company. They were always polite to others and would definitely treat people they knew.
A greeting with a smile.
But now, because they have no connections and cannot get a limited area to stay in the air-raid shelter, Bill and others have gradually lost their appearance as good old guys and developed in a more selfish and dark direction.
John's family is just the opposite of them, because John is a staff member of the London City Government. He was very successful in the government department before the war, and now he also uses his connections to naturally live in an air-raid shelter.
In the air-raid shelter, which was divided into less than 5 square meters, John looked at his wife and several children, smiling happily while eating rye bread that most people could not afford. He suddenly felt that this
Although life is bad, it is still full of hope.
Sitting on the ground with a thin mat, John leaned his back against the cement wall of the air raid shelter and smiled contentedly.
Although life is hard now, at least he protected his family from the war and prevented them from being exposed to the shells of German bombers.
But what happened next made John unable to laugh anymore.
"Hey, boy, even if you can live in the air-raid shelter, you can still eat bread. You should share some of this bread with us! Otherwise, you have to move out from here and give us the place!"
It turned out that Bill and his party secretly wandered into the air-raid shelter and happened to see John's family eating bread, and they were jealous and dissatisfied.
John knew them. When John was working in the government, he was in charge of the security of the area. He had seen Bill who wore formal clothes every day and greeted him politely. But he did not expect that the war was now, and when he met Bill again, he would
The temperament he displayed was completely different from before.
"Boy! This is our place." John's wife, Mrs. Mary, was obviously not someone to be trifled with. Since her husband was a government official, she had always been relatively strong.
After Mrs. Mary said this, she looked back at these unkind men, curled her lips and continued: "The bread we eat is our own, why should we give it to you?"
"They are all the families of you officials who have taken the hard-earned food for themselves. The food that should have been distributed to us was not distributed to us, causing us to starve! And you also occupied the air-raid shelter that should belong to us.
, causing us to be bombed outside by German planes all day long!" Bill and his group became angry and said arrogantly: "It's you who caused us to suffer outside all day long. One of my colleagues was hit by a German artillery shell two days ago.
He was killed because of you!"
"John's wife also quickly retorted: "You guys, instead of going to the battlefield to kill the Germans, you come here to steal the food of your compatriots. Do you have even a little bit of gentlemanly spirit left?"
"What's wrong with me robbing you today? Hand over all the food quickly! Then move out of this place! This place belongs to us! We let you live here for a few days, now it's our turn to live here!" Big Bill said
shouted angrily.
Finally he exposed his true nature, or rather exposed his humanity.
"You officials, relying on your little power, always bully us ordinary people. Today, we ordinary people who have no power must rise up and take back the power that belongs to us. We are all British subjects, why can't we
You go into a bomb shelter and you can't eat bread, but you have everything we don't have!"
"We are the first batch of people assigned by the government to take refuge here. You can go back and wait for the next batch!" John stood up, stood in front of his family, and said sternly: "I am still a government official now. I know
There are many big shots above. If you don’t want to cause trouble, get out of here!”
Except for Bill, everyone else was obviously hesitant, but Bill was not afraid at all. The really important people had already fled to the north to seek refuge. Only small people like John, who had limited connections, could not take their families far away.
So I had to stay and live in a bomb shelter.
Therefore, Bill shouted forcefully: "I don't care what kind of official you are, in short, I must get back the power that belongs to me today!"
Although Bill has never beaten anyone before and has always been gentle and quiet. But this time, he led several colleagues to become thugs without any instructions: "Come together and grab food!"
As for John, who worked in the government and sat in the office all day long, he also never had a fight, but this time there were many people on the other side, and after a few rounds, it was obvious that he couldn't stand it.
Finally, John was knocked to the ground by Bill's punch when he failed to dodge.
Looking at John lying on the ground, Bill smiled and strode towards his family.
Bill led the people directly to the buckets and bread piled in the corner, and after taking them for themselves, he then drove John and his family out of the air-raid shelter, and took the place where they lived as his own.
This is also war, a civil war between the British and themselves. There is no smoke, but it is just as cruel.
