Chapter 442

EP.442

Inside the fairly large barracks, surprisingly, Francois’ soldiers could be seen eating a lot of food in front of them.

Even though they were eating it without cooking it properly because the smell could be alarming if it leaked out... What

they were all eating was the precious war rations, beef jerky and biscuits.

Gabriel, who belonged to the same platoon as himself, said that he would have no wish as long as he could always chew a piece of biscuits raw.

I grumbled while chewing the biscuits and beef jerky that I crushed with a hammer.

“Oh, honestly, I think it would be really delicious if you put this in water and boil it.”

Then the other soldier next to him laughed and laughed.

“Until three days ago, beef jerky was a waste of food. Even the rats that came into the camp were considered valuable food, so they roasted them and were anxious to eat them. There is a lot they want.”

“You say that, Mael... you ate a lot of biscuits and cheese yesterday.”

“If it’s unfair, you shouldn’t have come to work at that hour, you idiot.”

The supply is so poor that not only the soldiers of Victor’s company that he knows, but even the noble and rich officers, do not know when they will have enough to eat.

How on earth can they, mere soldiers, be complaining in front of food?

As Nolan, a private in the Francois Republic, I did not understand.

“Why are these guys in the barracks doing so well? Unless my eye is sprained, those definitely look like biscuits and beef jerky. “Why is that precious thing here?”

It was supplied so commonly that it became tiresome in the Reich Imperial Army, but in the François Republic, which was experiencing a food shortage, it was simply a rare food.

“To put it bluntly, isn’t it just a slightly rich wheat porridge or barley porridge that we can eat well? “Please speak up, Sergeant Hugo.”

Instead of Hugo, the man inside the barracks responded to those words.

“I will answer that question.”

The man came up to Nolan’s side and said.

“I am Nael, a sergeant in the Francois Republic Army and a spy for the Reich Empire Army.”

At those words, Hugo immediately tried to touch the sword at his waist, but before Nael could say anything, the surrounding soldiers quickly stepped forward and pointed their swords at Hugo.

“Hey newbie. “Do you want to be a bitch?”

“What’s the point in saying that I’m loyal to Francois?”

“You should listen to what he’s going to say.”

Hugo, who did not want to die, raised both his hands.

“If you are a superior, you will use this opportunity to aim for a so-called promotion. “What does it mean for a wealthy person to work as a spy, and what does it mean to give food to insignificant people like us?”

Under normal circumstances, spies would not risk their lives to target individual soldiers.

In addition to the high risk of being caught internally, tricking more than a dozen soldiers like now is something that is avoided due to the lack of information and effectiveness.

Nolan, who was not educated, did not know such complicated things, but he had enough intelligence to think that it was suspicious that a spy for the Empire would approach a novice like him in this way.

Nael also noticed this and smiled.

“I’ll tell you straight. “My role is to give you a way to live.”

“And maybe because there are so many deserters, they haven’t even caught them these days.”

If supplies and discipline are in place, it is bound to be difficult for desertion or for the enemy to infiltrate the unit.

When supplies are poor and morale is low, even the guards have no will to stand guard.

In effect, ‘I am a spy.’ Unless it is disclosed in this way, most people just pass it over because it is too inconvenient.

Even those who are on guard leave them alone because they feel that if they want to protect their own lives, they should not get caught up in ‘nuisances’.

Moreover, among Francois’s soldiers, there is a line of people who will let him in, even if he is a real spy, if he offers the most valuable food as a bribe.

“So what is the difference between the two?”

“Whether you return to your hometown or work as a spy, His Highness the Crown Prince will provide you with sufficient food. However, if you choose to go home, you will only save your life. “If you become a spy, you will be able to change your character.”

Sell it. The serfs actually gave up on fixing their fortunes... but

who wouldn’t have the desire to escape a life of poverty if the opportunity came?

When the war broke out, I was forced to be drafted, but it would be great if I could give my family and loved ones a better life than before when I returned.

Our Nolan was one of those ordinary people.

“I have already been selected to receive 10 hectares of land for my achievements so far. And the guys here are all guys who decided to become ‘spies’ under similar conditions.”

10 hectares of field. Naturally, there will be people who cultivate this field and pay ‘rental fees’, so even if you are not a nobleman...

you will be able to become an adult in the neighborhood and feed your family members meat sometimes. You will live the kind of life you have.

“Why don’t you try? “It just so happens that I have a mission that would be great if I succeed this time.”

Hearing those words, Nolan perked up his ears and asked.

“Is there still room?”

“Of course. If we gather a few more people in the future, we will carry out a destruction operation in conjunction with other spies. “This will be salty again.”

If he refuses, he will simply be killed, and if he succeeds, he may be in danger...

In fact, Nolan had no choice.

‘If you follow those Francois guys like this anyway, you’ll just get exploited and killed.’

“great. “I will.”

With that said, he became a member of the Reich Empire’s spies...

and over the next few days, Nolan and other spies captured by the Reich Empire helped François’ soldiers desert.

Gradually the number of colleagues increased.

And when the date of execution ordered by Peter Jaeger arrived, they set fire to the armory, food warehouse, and barracks of Francois’s camp.

Although many spies were killed in the process, the losses suffered by Francois’s camp were truly enormous.

In the aftermath, they collapsed rapidly and fell into a state of no recovery.

This news was also relayed to Peter Yeager.

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