"We still want to chop wood?" Morgan was stunned.

"Of course, you can't do it."

Drew said with a smile, "As long as you can beat me, otherwise, once I feel cold and there is no firewood, I will stuff you into the Chinese fireplace.

One extra reminder, you are lucky to be arranged in this dormitory. Because of Mr. Crower and me, only the wounded and the thorns can live here, so you two should be honest."

"Drew, there is one more important thing," Crower reminded.

“Yes, there is one more important one.”

Drew lowered his voice slightly, "The origin of the prisoners in this prison camp is too complicated, so whether black or white, all Americans must join forces.

Secondly, rabbit riders and British people are the least trustworthy ones. Especially rabbit riders, they once made a lot of money from Americans by selling dogs and pomodoros."

"There is still a dog here?! Is this a paradise?!" Morgan immediately became interested, and even Jack couldn't help but turn his big eyes and looked at Drew.

"You guys came a little late"

Drew spread his hands, "The Chinese people strictly prohibit prisoners of war from sucking dogs and poop. Those rabbit riders who sell dogs and poops have also been punished. I just remind you not to get too close to rabbit riders."

"Where are the British?" Brenden asked.

"Their mouths are like Truman's asshole, and you never know what's spurted out of it." Crowel said, "If you don't want to be framed, it's better not to believe anything the British said."

“That’s it”

Drew said and pointed to a form attached to the wall, "In addition to going out to chop wood once a week, we are also responsible for the hygiene work of the camp and the kitchen to help.

Of course, it’s not all about work. Most of the time, we can read books, play guitar, sing, play ball, or write letters to our homes, even if you do nothing but bask in the sun.”

"Drew...Drew"

Jack took advantage of Crowel's time to fix the silver piece for the broken teeth and asked, "Here... no one is really discriminating against black people?"

"Except for newcomers"

Drew said with a smile, "I can guarantee that you will definitely feel more free here than you have in the United States."

"God, I thought no one would discriminate against black people only in heaven." Jack couldn't help but sigh.

"But the nigger can't go to heaven," Morgan couldn't help but mock him.

"Niggas really can't go to heaven"

Wei Ran, who had not spoken, joked while pressing the shutter to capture the white military doctor Crower and the black prisoner Jack, "But you will definitely go to hell, there are enough niggers waiting for you."

Before Morgan could open his mouth and say something, the door was knocked again, and Drew immediately stood up and replied in a slightly out of tune "Please come in" in a stiff Chinese.

As the door opened, a woman said in skilled English, "Courts Victor, Jack, Morgan and Brenden came to collect their personal belongings."

"Go and get your stuff quickly," Drew urged with a smile.

"What did she call us just now?" Brenden asked in confusion, "College?"

"You heard it right"

Drew said as he walked out, "All the prisoners here are students. You can even call the beautiful lady outside the teacher. She is our translator, our row of dormitories, so you'd better be polite."

"The change in this scum is too big..." Wei Ran muttered to himself, followed Drew behind and left the warm dormitory.

It was not until this time that he could see clearly that the one who had just called was a young female warrior. He could tell by listening to her gentle accent when chatting with the four soldiers around him. This should be a southern girl.

Behind these five volunteer soldiers who didn't even have weapons was a cart pulled by a donkey, with a straw mat on it, and the straw mat was placed with bedding and other things.

"Teacher Zhang, I'll get Jack's personal belongings." Drew first gave an American military salute, and then said, "Mr. Crower is giving him teeth."

"Then I'll trouble you"

The young female soldier named Zhang showed a gentle smile. After Wei Ran and the other two lined up next to Drew, she commanded the four volunteer soldiers around to start distributing supplies.

After sending out such things, Wei Ran and others had to carry them to the dormitory one by one. From the largest quilt and blanket, each of them also had a 50-style military coat, but they did use a gray cloth cotton coat, a set of blue cloth cotton pants, a cotton hat, a large cotton shoes with rubber soles and thick gloves.

In the past few scenes, many volunteer soldiers couldn't wear these things. But this was not over. When they came out for the third trip, the young female soldier directed her companions around her and distributed them daily necessities such as towels, toothbrushes, toothpaste, soap and socks.

And without exception, these things were all brand new. Even after seeing the gauze wrapped around Wei Ran's head, the female soldier unwritten the milky white knitted scarf on her neck and tiptoed to help Wei Ran tie it around her neck.

Finally, after checking the distributed things, the female warrior did not forget to remind him, "Student Drew, you are responsible for taking good care of them, especially remember not to bully them, and to reason with them."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Drew patted his chest, "I must be reasoning with them!"

After sending away the female soldier and four volunteer soldiers, Morgan rubbed his cheeks and complained, "You used your fists to reason, right?"

"Do you have any objection?" Drew asked with his fist shaking. Judging from his posture, it was actually a three-point similar to the Prison Box.

As he greeted the three of them back to the dormitory, Drew assigned everyone a position on the earthen kang. What surprised Wei Ran was that he actually gave the position of the head of the kang to Jack, who was the most seriously injured, followed by Wei Ran, then Crower, followed by Morgan and Brenden, and himself, slept at the coldest end.

This is still the scum who boasted about sleeping with the pilot's wife?

Wei Ran looked at Drew who was like a saint and couldn't help asking, "Drew, how long have you been in the prisoner-of-war camp?"

"It's been about a year and a half," Drew replied indifferently.

"No wonder..."

Wei Ran muttered to himself, and at the same time became more and more curious. What has the scum Drew experienced in the past year and there will be such a big change.

"Where are you, Mr. Crowel?" Morgan asked curiously, "How long have you been captured?"

"I was sent here about this time last year," Crower said while busy helping Jack's dental teeth. "After I was captured, I was stranded in the temporary prisoner-of-war camp on the front until about Christmas before I was sent here."

"We have also been stranded on the front line for a long time. The Chinese people have been preparing to send Brenden and me to the rear many times. We have also escaped twice." Morgan looked at the pile of things that belonged to him and shook his head ridiculedly, and asked without any hesitation, "You must know that prisoner of war training camp, right?"

"That prisoner-of-war training camp in California?" Crower asked while busy. "I remember wanting to go there to train for $450."

“It’s there”

Morgan sighed and lit a cigarette on his own and said, "I sold my Ford before joining the army and went there for full training, and learned how to fight physical and mental torture and escape after being captured. When I was captured, I did keep all the secrets. Of course, this has a lot to do with the fact that the person who captured me did not torture me."

Brenden couldn't help saying, "I wanted to attend, but I couldn't make up $450."

"You should be glad you didn't go"

Morgan smiled self-deprecatingly, "I began to believe what Drew just said. To be honest, what I learned in the prisoner-of-war training camp had no effect except that I thought I would definitely be tortured to death after being captured, but in fact, if I had known that life here would be like this... so..."

"Peace" Drew helped to choose a suitable adjective.

“Yes, peace”

Morgan grinned, "If I had known that life here was so peaceful, I wouldn't have had to waste so much time and save $450."
Chapter completed!