The prison is overcrowded.
Some have been locked up there for a long time, and some have been locked up recently.
Previously, despite the harsh conditions in the prison, one meal a day was guaranteed.
Even though they are all rotten rice balls and rotten vegetable leaves.
But at least I can barely guarantee that I won't starve to death.
But since the Philippines was isolated from the outside world, especially in Manila, there has been a serious shortage of supplies.
Even the Japanese army's own food could not be guaranteed.
Who cares about the lives of these prisoners?
It is completely normal to be hungry for nine meals in three days.
However, starving them all to death would not be a problem.
Every once in a while, the guard would bring a bucket with a lot of sand and gravel mixed in it. It was dark and he didn’t know what it was made of.
Although this food tastes worse than pig food, and one bite is full of gravel, it is the only hope for these prisoners to survive.
Whenever these terrible foods are delivered, the prisoners who are so hungry and weak immediately burst into hope of living.
They will burst out with the most powerful energy and rush forward, fearing that they will starve to death if they are too late.
Of course, there are prison rules in prison.
Each cell has a boss.
They say he is the boss, but he is actually the prison bully.
The prisoners will first give the food to the boss of each cell, and then the boss will distribute it.
Cyril is one of the prison bullies.
Today, two more prisoners were imprisoned in the prison cell.
One is named Mens and the other is Caputo. It is said that they are both from the resistance organization.
Cyril was fed up.
It's not that the addition of two new prisoners made the already crowded prison cell even more breathless.
But the increase in prisoners has made the already poor food even less available.
As a rule, new prisoners who come in will be beaten.
As for food? At least they didn’t have a share when they first came in!
They were starved to death, but they were considered lucky if they could survive until Cyril showed his kindness.
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Just when he was about to be beaten, Caputo said hurriedly: "I have something good to give to you, sir."
Cyril waved his hand to stop the prisoners and called Caputo in front of him: "What is it?"
Caputo was very young. He first looked outside the prison cell, then put his hand into his clothes and took out a piece of cake with great difficulty!
It was a very thin cake, but it was this piece of cake that made Cyril’s eyes go straight and made the prisoners look stupid!
Pie!
This is cake!
How long has it been since they saw it?
Caputo sent the cake to Cyril in a flattering manner: "Sir, they didn't find out when I was arrested. This is given to you as a filial piety."
Cyril was overjoyed.
Here, food is far more precious than gold!
He carefully took the cake, looked at it for a long time, carefully tore off a small piece, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.
Is there anything more delicious than this?
Cyril was on the verge of tears.
How long has it been since I had such delicious food?
There was a sound of swallowing from all around.
When he swallowed the piece of cake in his mouth, Cyril was still a little reluctant to part with it.
He carefully hid the cake close to his body, and when he looked at Caputo again, his expression was completely different: "You, very good, from now on, you will help me manage this place, and you will be responsible for all the food and supplies." distribute!"
This is equivalent to suddenly promoting Caputo to the status of the second leader of the prison cell.
Therefore, on the first day after entering the prison cell, Caputo not only was not beaten, but was reused.
This even indirectly allowed Mensi to avoid a severe beating!
Caputo is really a smart young man, and he understands the situation outside very clearly.
Every time he talked about things outside, he could always attract everyone in the prison cell.
He was very eloquent and kept the prisoners entertained every time.
"Can the resistance organization really succeed?" Cyril couldn't help but ask.
"I didn't know." Caputo spread his hands and said, "Those are all matters of the upper class. I am also unlucky. They sent me to Manila. I am from Cebu. I don't know if I can return to my hometown."
Cyril asked again: "What are you doing in Manila? To assassinate the Japanese?"
"Sir, you think too highly of me. How could I have the courage?"
Caputo was about to continue, but he didn't know what day it was today. It had only been one day since the last time he distributed food, and the jailer actually brought food again.
Listening to stories as soon as possible can temporarily forget hunger, but seeing real food makes the eyes of these hungry prisoners widen.
The job of distributing food has been handed over to Caputo.
Caputo followed the rules and first served Cyril a bowl of something filled with sand and gravel.
Cyril took out the piece of cake from his arms: "This bowl is for you to eat."
Now that he has this cake, he instantly becomes generous.
"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir." Caputo seemed to be saying to himself as he distributed the food: "I was sent to Manila to contact a guy codenamed 'Ike'.
But Manila is so big, where can I find it? As a result, no one was found, and I was caught first. Isn’t this unlucky? "
"Ike? I know!"
Suddenly, a person spoke.
Mens!
According to the rules, he just came in and was not eligible to eat.
But he watched eagerly, suddenly heard the name "Ike", and said quickly.
He hopes to use this to please Caputo, the second-in-command, so that he can be kind enough to give him something to eat.
And, maybe, life here will be better in the future.
"You know?" Caputo looked unbelieving.
"Really, I really know." Mens said anxiously: "He is a Japanese and was captured by the Americans, right?"
Seeing Caputo nod, Mens tried hard to recall what the Japanese officer said when he interrogated him: "Later, he became an American spy ace and was sent to Manila!"
"You really know." Caputo looked at him: "Was he captured in Lingayin Bay?"
"Yes, yes." Mensi didn't know where Ike was captured, so he kept catering.
This is a prison, even if you talk nonsense, so what?
Is it possible to conduct investigations outside the prison?
"It seems that you used to do intelligence work?" Caputo asked again.
"Yes, yes!" Mens nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "That's right. This Ike used to do intelligence work, so the Americans reused him."
Even if I blow my skin up to the sky, what will happen?
"It seems like you really know each other."
Caputo was in a good mood. He got half a bowl of food and handed it to Mensi: "We who are members of the resistance organization have been imprisoned here for some unknown reason!"
