"He is Balk. Last week, his factory started cooperating with Germany people and started producing military boots for Germany people."
"I really didn't expect that he was such a person. Has he forgotten how many French died tragically at the hands of Germany people? He actually cooperated with Germany people. What a traitor!"
When Balk was walking home, many people pointed at him. Although the war is over, most French's unforgettable hatred for the Germany people has not eased. Although, these French can't even eat and are often hungry. However, this does not prevent them from carrying forward their patriotic sentiments.
Balk lowered his head and strode towards his home. His face was very ugly. As a French, he did not want to cooperate with Germany people. However, he had no choice. He could not watch his son being tortured to death by Germany people. Therefore, he could only violate his conscience and cooperate with Germany people.
Regarding other people's accusations, Balk also chose to ignore them. He knew that if he refuted, it would definitely cause conflict. Those people would even beat him. However, the troops and police patrolling nearby will definitely be on his side. After all, he has already started cooperating with Germany, and he is undoubtedly a good citizen in the eyes of Germany people. It is completely different from other French and can be treated differently.
However, Balk doesn't want to cause trouble. Although he cooperated with Germany people, he was forced to do so. He was unwilling to use this status to bully other compatriots. Even those compatriots now speak ill of him.
Ten minutes later, Balk returned to his home. When he opened the door and saw his wife busy preparing dinner, Balk raised his head. After returning home, Balk felt that he was alive again, a human being, not a walking corpse.
"Dear, I'm back, sit down and have a rest. Dinner will be ready soon. Today, Germany brought us a bag of flour, some butter, and even a piece of steak. My dear Sally has not eaten meat for a long time!" There was a hint of joy in the wife's words.
French who cooperates with Germany people will receive special preferential treatment. While other French couldn't even eat, they were able to eat buttered bread and even steak. This was undoubtedly a very luxurious life.
"Perhaps, this is the benefit of cooperating with Germany people!" Balk said secretly.
Although, working with Germany people has earned him a reputation. However, if it can bring some benefits to the family, it is undoubtedly worth it. I just don't know if my son who was in the Germany prisoner of war camp has been saved.
A bowl of bread, a cup of butter, a small piece of steak and a soup for each person, this is already a very rich dinner for the Balk family.
The youngest daughter Sally stared at the steak and kept licking her lips. She didn't know how long it had been since she had eaten meat.
"Dear, eat it! Our family will be able to eat meat more often in the future!" Balk looked regretful.
"Yeah!" Little Sally nodded and began to take big bites of the steak.
"Dear, God will forgive us, right?" the wife asked.
She knew how much pressure her husband was under by cooperating with Germany people.
"It's okay, dear. God will understand us!" Balk forced a smile on his face.
The wife nodded. In fact, she knew that the neighbors had already begun to point fingers at them after learning that they were cooperating with the Germany people. However, for the sake of their son, they had no choice.
"I wonder how Bedok is doing now, and whether the Germany people have made things difficult for him again! It would be great if they could come back!" The wife shed tears as she spoke.
"Dear, don't worry. We have now started cooperating with Germany. Bedok will be fine, and he will be back with us soon!" Balk said. In order for his son to come back safely, Balk once again strengthened his determination to cooperate with Germany.
"French Republic no longer exists, we are no longer France. From now on, we must start a new life!" Balk told himself in his heart.
Distant Ukraine, in a prisoner of war camp. A group of ragged French prisoners of war, as skinny as monkeys, were chewing on fist-sized pieces of black bread. This is their meal.
Tens of thousands of French prisoners of war were detained in this prisoner of war camp. Now, their job is to build a highway to Kiev.
After Kingdom of Ukraine became independent and König was taken over by Oscar, Germany is working hard to build Ukraine into a bridgehead for future attacks on Buru. This means that the backward transportation within Ukraine must be improved. Otherwise, Germany's troops and combat supplies cannot be transported here quickly.
A large number of prisoners of war from France and Britain were sent here to start building railways and roads. Of course, the life of these prisoners of war was undoubtedly very difficult. Almost every day, some people were exhausted to death on the construction site.
A young prisoner of war with sunken eyes and as thin as a rib was huddled in the corner, munching on bread. The unpalatable black bread seemed to have become a supreme delicacy to them prisoners of war.
"Bedok, the director is looking for you!" a German military soldier shouted expressionlessly.
"Ah!" The young French prisoner of war was immediately frightened, and the bread in his hand fell to the ground.
The other prisoners of war all looked sympathetically.
The director of this prisoner-of-war camp was named Colonel Essen. In the eyes of these French prisoners of war, he was a murderer. No one knows how many prisoners of war died in his hands.
Bedok obviously thought that he would be killed, so he almost became incontinent from fear.
After finally arriving at Colonel Essen's office, Bedok unexpectedly found Colonel Essen's face full of smiles.
"Bedok, you don't have to work from now on. You have been promoted to supervisor. Your father has started to cooperate with the Empire and joined Empire's nationality. So, you are one of our own now." Colonel Essen said with an affectionate look.
"Come here, get a new uniform." Colonel Essen ordered.
Bedok was stunned, he was very surprised. However, he knew that he was lucky. At least, he doesn't have to do hard work anymore, and he doesn't have to worry about being exhausted again.
After putting on the new uniform, Colonel Essen began to teach him affectionately how to be a good supervisor and how to deal with those lazy guys. And Bedok seems to have forgotten his original identity.