Chapter 372: Sad life

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In February of each year, Europe is still very cold. And for such a cold weather for people who have lost their house, the degree of coldness is even more bitter.
John and his wife and two children lost their house when the German strategic bomber group bombed London last time. Although the building did not all collapse, it was already a real dangerous building. Lived. So now their family of four had to hide in the refugee shelter prepared in the air raid shelter. The empty air raid shelter was still very cold. There are several families not far away. Everyone is still familiar, but this time they are curled up together , Trembling with cold.
John went out to sell his wedding ring during the day, and got a few moldy bread and a bag of flour. John felt that once Germany bombed London again, at least the price of food would rise again, so he still clenched his teeth and hoarded some To avoid starving the whole family.
But beyond John's expectation, he had just brought the grain back to his new home in the bomb shelter. Soon, there were more wealthy old men in the bomb shelter. They brought folding beds, some simple furniture, and even some people. Bringing the radio and the seat, John didn't know why so many people suddenly rushed into the dark shelter to live.
It was only later asked that it turned out that it was the British Navy ’s fiasco. The German heavy strategic bombers attacked Manchester on a larger scale, causing nearly 10,000 casualties and destroying large areas of urban buildings. Subsequently, German aircraft carrier aircraft The air raid on Edinburgh, a major industrial city, yesterday, hit the British industrial system again.
The continuous bombing of air strikes made the rich in London aware of the approaching war and finally knew how dangerous their area was. Smart people are smart people at all times. Instead of waiting for the German bombers to take care of London again, and then fleeing into the overcrowded bomb shelters with their families, it is better to live in now to find a better position.
Driven by this kind of thinking, many dignitaries began to draw their chassis in the deepest and strongest bomb shelter position, and sent housekeepers or servants to occupy the position first. As a result, the original cold air raid shelter was miraculously more popular.
It ’s a little pity that the expected large-scale bombing did not come, so that the temporary mobilization of John as a firefighter ’s assistant had no work, so the Johns without a source of living are not having a good time, and they can even Described as miserable.
He took a look at his watch, as well as 80% of the new leather bags in the corner, wondering if he would find a place to sell these two things tomorrow. Then, taking advantage of the fact that there hasn't been any trouble, hoard some food for the family in case of unexpected needs.
But the next day he sold all his valuable homes, and when he stood with money in the place where he sold food, he was really crying and laughing. Because what he saw was the price of food ten times that of the previous two days, and there were long people who could not see the end.
The strangling attack of the German submarine on the transportation line caused a short-term gap in the native British food supply, which was the direct cause of the increase in food prices. The defeat of the navy has shaken the hearts and minds of the entire country. People have hoarded grains themselves in case of need, and dug a big hole in the British national grain reserves.
So the price of food has risen and risen again, if not afraid of not eating, John even has an urge to go home and take out the bag of flour and sell it, it is estimated that at least it can be exchanged for a wedding ring, and I can buy two more come back.
The scene at the recruiting office next to it is also very unusual. On the one hand, the patriotic enthusiasm of the British people is indeed rare and rare. When I heard of the difficulties of the country, I came to the line consciously and applied for the army. The British forces also expanded within a few days from the original less than 100,000 to 300,000 that Montgomery was very satisfied with.
Although most people in the 300,000 army have not received formal training, after all, the number of them is there, which is much better than the original estimate. This also relieved Churchill, who was so mad.
On the side of the recruitment office is the sailor registration office, where there are more people than the recruitment office. Britain is an island country, so there are not many people working in the country as sailors. Many people are sailors for generations, and there are even many experienced
old captains
in the older generation.
It is difficult for the motherland to let these old men who walked on crutches stand up again. These people were not the main force of the British navy in World War I, or the white stripes in the waves of the generations. The terror is incomparable. In most cases, the North Atlantic route has the threat of "going back and back", and has sworn to return to serve the motherland and become a powerful reserve corps for sailing.
Although the bravery and perseverance of these patriots made the British government and the Royal Navy less worried about the shortage of crew, the loss of warships and ships is really irreparable, just in this terrible consumption of less than 25 days Here, the British tonnage is so large that it is almost astronomical, and the ship's gross tonnage has been cut down by a tenth.
Only a few people with knowledge understand how heavy the German Navy ’s Lütjens and Dunnitz ’s oak leaf knight iron cross medallions hang. They are the same as the tonnage of millions of tons of British shipwrecks. . So Ryder frequently appeared in the Grand Deutschland in recent days, and even the marshal's scepter was dazzling blue.
Of course, all of this is too far away for John. He is only one of hundreds of ordinary citizens standing in line in front of the food sales point. He is holding a few watches and a few bags in exchange for his wallet. banknote.
What he thought was not the fate of the fleet of the British Empire on the cold North Atlantic Ocean, nor the life or death of tens of thousands of British soldiers on the French mainland. He just wondered if there was any food when the team came to him, only whether he would hold his wife and children together in the dark and cold basement.
It was difficult to get to the front of the team, and I could vaguely see the window for selling food, but I also saw a more desperate scene. A shop assistant, under the protection of two soldiers, raised the price of flour written on the blackboard at the door by 30 pence for every 100 grams of flour.
The price increase caused the dissatisfaction of countless citizens who were lining up in the back. Seeing that there was a commotion, the two soldiers took off their rifles in fright and pulled the bolts to push the bullets into the barrel.
As people roared louder and louder, an officer stepped out of the grain sales point. He cleared his throat to the crowd and shouted loudly: "Because the 7,000-ton food carrier Hanyuemei is in the North Atlantic Sunk by a German submarine, this batch of grain can only be sold at a higher price. If you can wait, there will be a new grain transport vessel docking next week, and the price will naturally drop! Please do n’t be excited! "
There were still people in the crowd waving their arms excitedly, shaking the coins in their hands, cursing and cursing loudly, condemning the injustice and vileness of this price increase. John did not dare to come forward at such a time, not to mention that he had just befriended an officer a few days ago, and naturally would not fight against the army here, so he had to avoid the man with his arms waving and cursing loudly in front, and hid away Two steps.
"Boo!" There was a gunshot. The officer was carrying a pistol, the muzzle of which was smoking, and the most screaming man in front of John fell on his back.
"Everyone who gathers people, incites emotions, and makes trouble publicly is regarded as a German spy, without interrogation, all will be killed on the spot!" The officer warned sharply. With the sound of his gun, two soldiers at the door carried rifles, and two soldiers with submachine guns walked out of the shop selling food with a cold face.
Two hundred-pound bills floated down, with two blood stains on it. It hit John's face and went down the chest to John's hand. He looked at the corpse under his feet, and with the banknotes in his hands, he dared not put it away, nor was he willing to throw it away.
Behind him, another woman in line stared at the banknote in his hand. After all, he still didn't speak. He stooped down and picked up the two ten-pound banknotes on the body of the man under his feet, which was mixed with his own money.
No one shouted again, and no one was unruly. In an extremely silent atmosphere, some people left the long line and stayed away from this land of right and wrong, and more people chose to stay and buy those precious flour mixed with impurities.
When John hurried home carrying two large bags of flour, his two children were jumping grids on an open space not far from the floor while his wife was standing by a low table waiting for his man to come back and eat together dinner.
"Good luck today." John put the following powder and said: "I was lucky, I got two bags of food. The price of grain has risen again, otherwise there will be more."
"Don't go to a dangerous place next time, dear." John's wife said to her husband with a worried expression.
"I ... didn't do anything dangerous." John thought of the man who fell to the ground, and the snarled cheeks, unwillingly and twisted, he explained.
"There is still a small drop of blood on your face that hasn't been wiped clean." John's wife persuaded with some anxiety, thinking that her husband had done something crazy.
"God! This life, this sad life!" John quickly explained to his wife: "I didn't do anything strange! I just picked up some money from a corpse ..."
"Huh ..." The wife was relieved after listening, and smiled apologetically: "When will this life end?"