With Pinxixi in hand, I have a supermarket in the Changzheng!

Wang Lin kicked him with his foot, and lowered his voice with a nervous look, "Keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you!"

The man next to him nodded, looking a little distressed.

"But if you were caught running away, you would probably be shot on the spot."

Wang Lin gritted his teeth and said, "That's better than waiting to die here!"

In the enemy's ranks, the enemy commanders certainly would not say anything good about the Red Army.

Instead, they fabricated some false lies and described the Red Army as executioners with red eyebrows and green eyes who killed people without blinking an eye!

These ordinary enemy soldiers had only met the Red Army on the battlefield and had never had any contact with them in private.

Naturally, they will be blinded and believe whatever their superiors say.

After being captured, these soldiers all believed that they were doomed to die and estimated that they would be dragged out and shot the next day.

Even ants try to survive, so in order to survive, they have no choice but to risk their lives and run away.

"Brother Lin, how can we escape?"

Although their hands and feet were not tied, there were many armed soldiers standing guard around them.

All were on alert, staring at them without blinking.

At this time, they were unarmed and did not even have a handy stick, so it was not easy for them to escape.

I guess he had only run a few steps when he was shot through.

Wang Lin hugged his knees with his hands and thought for a while, "Let's wait until the middle of the night to escape. By then it will be dark and they will be sleepy. With more than 3,000 of us, some of us will definitely be able to escape during the chaos."

The person next to him thought about it and decided that this was the only way. Although there would definitely be casualties, it was better than dying here.

Soon after, the news of the escape in the middle of the night spread among the more than 3,000 prisoners.

Everyone communicated through eye contact, body language and air flow sounds and reached a consensus.

Escape! You must escape tonight!

[These people are so bold! They should just stay still at this time, why are they doing this! ]

When the captives began to discuss their escape, the system automatically projected their images and sounds into Zhou Yue's mind.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, you can't blame them. After all, when a dog is desperate, it will jump over the wall, and when a rabbit is desperate, it will bite.

They spread rumors everywhere in the enemy's ranks, making everyone feel that the Red Army was particularly scary and that they would be shot if they were captured.

In this situation, I would run away even at the cost of my life!

It seems that the Red Army’s propaganda was not enough. They clearly treated the prisoners the best, but rumors were spread like this.

Zhou Yue was washing the pot while thinking about a solution.

This matter is not easy to handle. If we tell the Red Army directly that they intend to escape, it would definitely be inappropriate.

Moreover, if they escape and cause chaos in the middle of the night, it would be very difficult to stop them.

By then, there will be chaos everywhere, and the Red Army will definitely raise their guns and shoot in order to maintain order.

After these people were captured, they escaped because they mistakenly thought they would be shot due to information asymmetry. It was really not worth it to die like this.

How can we stop them from escaping? Zhou Yue is so annoyed!

"Sister Zhou Yue, have you finished cleaning the pot? I picked up two buckets of water and prepared to make some ginger soup for everyone."

Zhao Dashan just returned to the camp carrying two buckets of water.

The weather is cold nowadays, so we make ginger soup at night so that everyone can drink it to warm up their bodies before going to bed.

Make ginger soup!

Zhou Yue's CPU, which was about to smoke, suddenly had an idea!

She smiled and said to Zhao Dashan, "Brother Dashan, go and take a rest for a while. I'll make ginger soup for everyone."

"Hey, hit!"

Zhou Yue boiled several large pots of ginger soup and poured some into each soldier's lunch box.

Drinking the steaming hot ginger soup warms your throat and stomach.

The camp where the prisoners were located was not far away from them, only a few dozen meters away, and could be seen at a glance.

After Zhou Yue served ginger soup to everyone, she came to the instructor Liu Yaowen and pointed to a large group of prisoners opposite.

"Instructor, it's very cold this winter. I want to make some ginger soup for them, is that ok?"

There were several soldiers sitting next to the instructor. When they heard this, some of them frowned with complicated expressions on their faces, but they didn't say anything for the time being.

The instructor nodded in agreement. "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Comrade Zhou Yue. If you don't have tableware, please lend us the soldiers' lunch boxes."

Seeing that the instructor actually agreed, a male soldier who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old stood up immediately.

The expressions on his face showed anger and confusion.

"Instructor, why are you giving them ginger soup? They hurt so many of our comrades today! Brother Shuanzi's leg was pierced with a bloody hole and he's still lying there!"

Zhou Yue had some impression of the young soldier in front of him. He had a very good relationship with Li Shuanzi in the camp. It seemed that they were cousins ​​from the same village who joined the army together.

Today, Li Shuanzi's thigh was hit and a bloody hole appeared. He was so heartbroken that his eyes were red when he carried Brother Shuanzi in.

Today, so many comrades were killed or wounded by the enemy. How could they not have resentment in their hearts?

However, instead of punishing these prisoners, they even made ginger soup for them. He really couldn't accept it!

Liu Yaowen patted him on the back to calm his excitement.

"In fact, it's not their fault. They were conscripted by the enemy and had no choice but to obey orders from above. They fought on the battlefield and lived a life of uncertainty. They hoped more than anyone else to stop fighting and go back to live a peaceful life, but there were many things they couldn't control."

After hearing this, the young soldier stood there in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, but he did not object anymore.

When Zhou Yue was making ginger soup for the prisoners, she bought a powerful thing from the mall and secretly put it in.

Zhao Dashan and Wang Tiezhu carried iron pots and lunch boxes to where the prisoners were.

"I made some ginger soup, come and have some."

Wang Lin and the captive next to him exchanged glances, their eyes seemed to be saying, this ginger soup couldn’t be poisonous…

While the two of them were looking at each other, several captives had already come over to drink the ginger soup.

There was no way they could do anything; they were simply too thirsty. They hadn't had any water all day, and they had just eaten two steamed buns, which were so dry that they choked them.

Everyone gulped down the ginger soup without any unusual reactions.

Wang Lin and the people around him also filled up their cups of ginger soup and drank it with confidence.

"Brother Lin, why do I feel like these Red Army soldiers are pretty nice? They even made ginger soup for us!"

He had seen captured Red Army prisoners when he was in the army, and the way they were treated was particularly brutal.

Once they were caught, they would be tortured in various ways. Not only would they not be given ginger soup to eat, they were not even allowed to eat.

Wang Lin frowned and thought, but he couldn't think of anything after thinking for a long time.

"Forget it, don't think too much about it. Let's proceed as planned at midnight today. Those who are awake can call each other."

After Zhou Yue washed the pot again, she crawled under the quilt and slept next to Sister Suzhen.

She had no worries in her mind, fell asleep quickly, and slept very soundly.

The prisoners also leaned together, ready to take a nap.

When Wang Lin opened his eyes again, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he looked dazed, as if he was doubting his life.