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Chapter 240 Hunger (first update, please subscribe)

Occupy RB and empty RB!

Just thinking about it a little bit, Li Yian couldn't help but feel a little stirred in his heart.

Although after Germany surrendered, he also moved a lot of machinery and equipment, and obtained so many scientists and engineers. It was simply a gift package of three virtues.

But RB...

It was different, absolutely different emotionally.

That's the enemy!

Moving to RB is more than just moving.

It was like arriving at the enemy's house. It was not as simple as moving, but more of an emotional catharsis. No, it should be said to be an emotional catharsis. In the past half century, RB has given Various painful memories of China.

"As long as it is a move, we should try our best to move it all at once. We must not give RB any room to turn around."

Big Brother's moving spirit must be fully implemented. With this thought in his mind, Li Yian became even more looking forward to landing in RB, and even looked at the calendar specifically.

October 10th, counting the days, should be soon!

It would only be a month at most. Thinking of the scene where one million Allied troops would march into RB's homeland a month later, Li Yian couldn't help but lean back on his chair and whistle softly.

"God bless me, this time this "one, billion jade, broken" thing may come true."

"One, billion jade, broken"!

Just thinking about that jade, broken piece, Li Yian became a little excited, even a little excited. Apart from being excited, he was also curious about the effect of the hundreds of thousands of tons of "Agent Orange" sprayed by the United States in RB. Can we let the little RB side fall into famine?

It can only be said that Li Yian's feelings for the Japanese are sincere, otherwise how could he care about them so much.

In fact, it is just to consider whether they are hungry or not.

Just when Li Yi'an was worried about whether the Japanese people were hungry, what he didn't know was that, in fact, RB had already fallen into hunger.

Since March, in order to cut off RB's homeland and overseas sea lines of communication, the United States has used B29 bombers to begin aerial mine-laying blockade operations in the waters and ports around Japan. Since then, a ship has been sunk by mines, and ports have been destroyed one after another. The mine blockade was forced to close.

The mine blockade has almost completely cut off RB's vital maritime transportation. Compared with a few months ago, the transportation volume in the Shimonoseki Strait has dropped by 98% and is almost completely interrupted. The Seto Inland Sea can only pass small ships such as motors and sailing ships. In just a few months, imported materials dropped by 90%, and the supply of strategic materials such as oil, coal, and food that were urgently needed to maintain the war was almost interrupted; military industrial enterprises suspended production or closed due to the shortage of raw materials; a large number of Japanese aircraft and ships were extremely short of fuel. And was forced to ground and suspend flights.

The most direct impact is due to the interruption of shipping, but the domestic food supply in RB is extremely difficult. Because the needs of the military must be prioritized, civilian food rations are reduced to the minimum. By October, there is no food to eat, and they are suffering from hunger all day long. struggle.

"It will be good when the rice is harvested!"

When people endure hunger, they still hold on to a glimmer of hope - it will be better in October. Every year at the end of September and early October, it is the RB rice harvest season.

As in previous years, the old people have been sharpening their sickles since August, while the women imagine that after the harvest, they will carry the withheld rice to the city to exchange for kimonos and other clothes made of silk from the women in the city. Jewelry, in the past few months, food has become more and more expensive. Farmers can still make ends meet, but city people cannot. Faced with less and less rations, in order to fill their stomachs, hundreds of people spend every Sunday Thousands of people took their clothes, jewelry, furniture and any valuable items and ran to the countryside to trade with farmers for sweet potatoes, vegetables and fruits. Some women even had to exchange their bodies for food.

But they soon discovered that this year's rice was different from previous years.

The ears of grain are not heavy, but light. You don’t even need to crush them, you can find that there are not many grains growing in them...

The feeling of hunger is the most uncomfortable!

Mieko woke up from her sleep hungry!

hungry!

In the past two months, she almost never had enough to eat. In order to exchange for food, she had to give away her mother's kimono, her own kimono, and even the silver coins, Buddha statues and cheongsam her husband sent back from China. All kinds of things are taken to the countryside to be made into food.

But now, the valuable things at home are long gone. If this continues, what will we do?

very hungry!

Once again, in order to exchange for some food, Miezi had to take out the only kimono left by her mother-in-law after her death from the box.

"People always have to fill their stomachs first. If Moriguchi knows this, he will be considerate."

After leaving the city, Mieko walked along the road to the countryside. There were buses in the past, but due to lack of fuel, the current buses were all burning charcoal gas. Even so, it would take an hour or two to get a bus. Mieko couldn't wait that long anymore.

While walking, she waited for the car. Almost half an hour later, the car came. From the moment she got in the car, Mieko couldn't shake the feeling: someone was staring at her secretly, it was a man's eyes.

The woman's intuition told Miezi that the man in the car was staring at him.

who can that be?

There are workers among these people. Forget about such people. They may be like her and only eat half full every day. Well, finally, among the passengers in the carriage, Mieko saw a passenger. He was a typical farmer, at least fifty years old. In the past, Mieko would not even look at such a farmer, but he was different from the others. Yes, his face is rosy and healthy - in the countryside, people can always have a full stomach, whether it is vegetables or sweet potatoes.

The man looked straight at Mieko, his eyes full of greed. When he was about to stop, he walked past Miezi with the basket, and paused for a moment. Mieko also saw his basket - inside Half a basket of sweet potatoes.

sweet potato!

Mieko only felt hungrier!

Drool also flowed out.

The car stopped and when the man walked forward, Mieko's eyes followed the basket in the man's hand. When the man got out of the car, he specifically looked back at Mieko. Seeing that the man was about to leave, Mieko stood up quickly and hurriedly Got out of the car.

After getting out of the car, she saw the man standing on the side of the road, staring at her with eyes full of forgetfulness.

"Madam, you don't want to go hungry either!"

The man shook the basket in his hand, looked at Miezi greedily, and then walked straight to the grove on the roadside.

He looked at the man, and then at the package in his hand - it contained a kimono, and the silk kimono was the last valuable thing in the house.

At this moment, her stomach growled again, and her hunger made Mieko no longer hesitate. She looked at the small forest and then walked over.

But before entering the woods, she hesitated.

"Moriguchi should be considerate of me..."

A few minutes later, Mieko lay on the grass with her eyes blank, and the man had already stood up. However, he still stretched out his hand to the woman with some unfinished thoughts, sighing at the same time.

"Oh, I am indeed a woman from the city, but so... white..."

The delicate white and the dark, calloused roughness formed a sharp contrast. Seeing the woman's unwillingness, the man took out a few more sweet potatoes from the basket and said.

"Here you go, do it again!"

Facing Baishu, Miezi nodded. Seeing her unwilling look, the man couldn't help but laugh wantonly.

White potatoes are really good!

Finally, when everything was over, the satisfied man said carelessly.

"Let me tell you, you should buy more sweet potatoes now while you can still get them. When winter comes, no one will want them like you. In winter, food will be even more precious. You don’t know that today’s harvest is all over, and you don’t know what the American bombers sprayed in the fields. This year’s rice fields didn’t grow any millet at all…”

The man's words made Miezi start to do something and said in surprise.

"How is this possible? Didn't the newspaper say that this year's harvest is very good..."

"The newspapers also said that we sank several American aircraft carriers!"

The man grinned and said,

"None of the things in the newspaper is trustworthy. My son died on the battlefield... Baga, if it were as good as what is written in the newspaper, you wouldn't exchange it for sweet potatoes here, so He doesn’t understand simple principles, he is such an idiot!”

The man glanced at the woman, as if he pitied the idiot, took out another sweet potato and said.

"Put it away and go back to eat! I'm afraid only God knows whether I will be able to eat in the future!"

Yes, only God knows whether we will be able to eat in the future, because the Agent Orange sprayed by planes caused a sharp increase in food production in RB, with the output only one-third of previous years. Coupled with the mine-blocked shipping, the mainland and North Korea's food cannot be transported to RB, so the Japanese can only look at the sea and sigh. For them, the winter of 45 years is destined to be spent in hunger. I don’t know how many people will starve to death in this winter. This winter is destined to be very cold, but also very hot...

(End of this chapter)