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Chapter 1453 African Warning (Second Update, please subscribe)

In the midst of war, everyone has to find a way to survive, whether it is a man or a woman.The most important thing is to survive.

At least for Jason, he has been trying to stay alive.

When fighting the Ming people, he had witnessed how tanks crushed people into pieces, and it was in extreme panic that he faced the irreparable failure.He raised his hands and surrendered.

Even in Chinese—before coming to Oregon, he lived in San Francisco, near Chinatown, where he learned some Chinese with some Ming people.

The reason why he can learn Chinese is because, like many people, he also fantasized about going to Ming Dynasty.After all, everyone can live a happy life there.

But that was just a fantasy, he knew very well that Da Ming would never allow ordinary people like them to immigrate to Da Ming.

It's just that he never thought that the purpose of learning to speak Chinese is actually on the battlefield - when he surrendered.

"Perhaps, Chinese can also come in handy in the prisoner-of-war camps."

After becoming a prisoner, Jason once thought to himself so secretly.

In the next few days, there will always be trains transporting prisoners of war on the Northern Railway, and along the way there will always be some Americans who will deliver food, blankets and the like to the carriages while the train is replenishing coal and water.

Faced with the things that the people pushed through the small window of the car door, Jason was full of gratitude like everyone else. When the train passed through Seattle, once again when Jason squeezed to the small window, he was full of gratitude from a woman's hand. When she took the bread she handed over, she heard a lady beside her say.

"Auntie, we shouldn't have given bread to these cowards."

what?
Jason opened his eyes wide, looking at the young woman puzzled, as if he didn't understand why she was so sarcastic about himself.

"What are you looking at? Am I not telling the truth?"

"me……"

For a while, Jason didn't know how to explain it. How should he explain it?

"Look, let me be right."

"Juliet, you can't say that about them. They are definitely not cowards."

"How could it not be? If not, why didn't they justify themselves?"

The woman looked at them as she spoke, and said.

"Am I right? You cowards!"

It just so happened that the train started up again at this time, and just as the people in the carriage wanted to argue loudly, they heard the woman's voice coming from outside the carriage.

"Mom, do you see what I'm saying? If they're not cowards, they can justify themselves. You see no one justifies themselves."

At this moment, in Jason's eyes, that beautiful woman was simply the ugliest woman in the world, how could she say that to them?

What qualifications does she have?
Is it because she is a woman?
No one cares what these people think.

On the rest of the journey, the further north the train traveled, the colder it became.When the train was running, the biting cold wind blew into the carriage from the gaps in the planks, and the people in the carriage shrank, waiting for the unknown fate in fear.

The train that has been galloping for two days finally stopped, where are they going next?
However, when they saw the Huaxia-style building through the gaps in the carriage, they realized where they were.

They have reached the Northern Territory of Ming Dynasty.

This is the land of the enemy country!
"Crash"...

Suddenly, the carriage door opened.

"Hurry up, get out of the car!"

Under the roar of the guards, these prisoners of war from Portland helped each other out of the carriage. Only then did they realize that this was a port.

The prisoners were then driven to a large warehouse near the docks.

"God bless, Ming Dynasty is also a civilized country, and they abide by international law."

The reason why Jason would thank God is because the civilization of the imperial army far exceeded their imagination. When they surrendered, they had imagined that they might be beaten or even shot to death, but at least until now, all of this has not been done. It didn't happen, at most, when getting on and off the train, because the movement was too slow, someone used the butt of a gun to clean it up.

While the prisoners were waiting blankly for their unknown fate, a car stopped outside the warehouse, and a captain jumped out of the car. He adjusted his coat and walked into the warehouse.

As soon as he saw an officer walk in.The prisoners of war who had been whispering to each other stopped talking one after another, and they meekly stood at attention and lined up.

To their surprise, the officer spoke authentic American English, even with a western accent.

"Gentlemen. My name is Guan Siming. You can call me Captain Guan. Although I am from Daming, I was born in San Francisco, that is, San Francisco. Although I was born and raised in the United States, it is regrettable that I I don’t have any good opinion of America and you. Many of you are locals. For the past few decades, you have said that everyone is equal, but you have discriminated against us, the yellow race. You not only banned us Buy land, and also exclude us from various jobs. To a certain extent, it is your discrimination that makes us...every Ming people, realize that the war between us and you is inevitable , Of course, this war was also provoked by you, because you white people discriminated against us..."

While Guan Siming was talking about the causes of the war and their discrimination against the Ming people, Jason, like everyone else, was anxiously thinking to himself.

"Damn it! How long is this guy going to talk!"

However, Guan Siming did not continue to play, and finally he looked at the prisoners and said.

"Well, now is not the time to pursue responsibility for the war. After all, the war is over for you, and soon you will arrive at a new place and start your new life."

"hurry up!"

Soldiers with rifles on the pier kept pushing and shoving the prisoners who had just had a full meal. While queuing up and waiting to board the ship, they turned up their coat collars as the sea blew cold wind, and the shivering people were curious. Looking around.

The port is full of ships, both merchant ships and, of course, warships.On another trestle bridge, there was a line of soldiers disembarking. They must be reinforcements from the empire.

When queuing up to board the boat, Jason looked around worriedly. Out of concern for the future, he suddenly shouted to the nearby sentries.

"Sir! Where are we going?"

Everyone looked at this short guy in surprise, he could speak Chinese!
The soldiers on duty took a few glances at the Chinese-speaking American soldier, a smile appeared on his stern face, and then two words reached their ears.

"Africa!"

Africa!

They are going to Africa!

The news spread quickly, and before people got used to the news, someone in the crowd who had just boarded the ship pointed at a merchant ship on the berth and shouted.

"Tanks! That ship is full of tanks!"

tank!

In Portland, tanks can be said to be everyone's nightmare, but in Portland they only encountered dozens of tanks, but now?When Jason came to the deck, he saw that the deck of the merchant ship in the distance was actually full of tanks, dozens of them.

"My God! California is over..."

Almost subconsciously, after seeing the tanks, Jason couldn't help but start to sympathize with the defenders in California. In Portland, they were still fighting with people, but encountered tanks occasionally, but now?

That ship was full of tanks!

There are so many tanks in the empire, and soon, their tanks will rush through Oregon, and then occupy the entire California, and even the entire west.

However, all of this has nothing to do with them, after all, they...

(End of this chapter)