Chapter 61: Japan on a cruise ship Japan, Osaka This largest port and commercial port in modern Japan is now in ruins. yznn Countless artillery shells, aerial bombs and flames completely destroyed this place into a white field.
The streets were littered with corpses that had no time to bury, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, corpse odor and wood smoke.
There are only a few remaining citizens, like walking zombies, wandering around in the ruins numbly, seeming to be trying to dig out some intact things from the ruins, or trying to find their lost relatives and those who were burned In order to search for relatives who might still be alive, messages were written on the remaining walls with coke, but in the end, only one out of ten people could successfully find the person.
However, compared to other refugees whose homes were devastated by the war during this world war, the Japanese refugees in the Kinki battlefield area were already very lucky.
After regaining the densely populated Kyoto and Osaka areas, "Light Red Japan" The wartime base camp immediately allocated astronomical amounts of supplies for refugee relief and post-war reconstruction.
Let them not be like the Chinese before and the Germans today, who have to dig up rats and birds, peel off tree bark and dig grass roots to survive, nor do they have to continue to withstand the sun, rain, and wind after their homes are reduced to ruins.
The suffering of sleeping rough.
In every newly recovered area, the wartime base camp set up emergency food relief stations as quickly as possible, providing a certain amount of dried vegetables, salted fish, rice, canned food, flour, wine, and sugar for free according to each citizen's ration card. , salt, sauce, as well as clothing, kettles, lunch boxes and bedding.
It is said that the war zone was burned to ashes.
Even in the rear areas that have not been ravaged by military disasters, the Japanese civilians who have been tortured by so many years of war have not seen such a sufficient supply of goods in the market for a long time, let alone These things can be obtained for free without any money.
Of course, although it is said to be free relief, there is still a price to pay.
After eating the relief food distributed by the government and wearing the uniforms provided by the base camp, for some reason, all the refugees, regardless of gender, old or young, were arranged to wear sailor uniforms.
They had to obey the authorities' strict military management and obey the authorities' distribution and dispatch.
However, for the Japanese, who are the best in the world in discipline and obedience, this little battle is really nothing.
Regarding this relief operation, the slogan of the base camp is "Never give up on a compatriot", which can be called the Holy Mother to the extreme and is not like Japan at all.
It's just that the refugee camps where Japan's wartime headquarters housed and resettled these compatriots seemed a little bit special.
"Wow wow wow" In a small and dark space, from the upper bunk of a double-decker canopy bed, a childish cry belonging to a baby suddenly came.
Then, amidst the complaints from her roommates, the 22-year-old Higurashi Suzune, who had just evolved from a wife to a widow, sat up from the narrow bed, hurriedly undressed her child and fed her with milk while her child was crying.
The little son who has not yet been weaned However, the little son in her arms who was fed breast milk had just been quiet for a few seconds while sucking breast milk.
Mrs.
Sato's little daughter on the lower bunk also started crying, and her loud cries echoed in the narrow steel cabin.
The sound echoed so loudly that everyone's ears were buzzing and they were completely sleepless.
That's right, as a war refugee and single mother, the widow Suzune Higurashi, and her fellow refugees, a total of four women and two babies, are now crowded into a cabin of less than eight square meters.
And this is wartime The base camp houses them at the sea refugee camp.
Instead of transporting refugees to a certain place by boat, they are directly arranged to live on the boat.
Because, for today's wartime base camp in Japan, instead of wasting time and effort to rebuild the city on the ruins and scorched earth, it is better to just start the money printing machine like crazy and use the money from the era vending machine to exchange for a lot of cruise ships.
Relatively speaking, the refugee camp, which seems more trouble-free and convenient, still requires planning and construction by engineering teams.
How to ensure the supply of water, electricity and food is also a big problem.
However, large cruise ships are readily available, and the living facilities on board are all available.
As long as a group of rookie crew members who can tinker with machinery are urgently trained, they can be put into use.
Therefore, since the recapture of the densely populated Kyoto-Osaka area, the rear ports controlled by "Light Red Japan" such as Osaka, Kobe, Hiroshima, Kagoshima, Sasebo and Nagasaki, have quickly become overcrowded with ships.
In order to resettle millions of war refugees, the base camp acquired more than a thousand 10,000-ton ocean-going cruise ships during the war and used them to serve as refugee camps, almost filling all the ports under its control.
Of course, although they were placed on an ocean cruise ship, these refugees were ultimately staying in a shelter instead of enjoying a holiday on a luxury cruise ship.
Therefore, their living conditions were not that comfortable.
In order for these ships to accommodate more people, it was not that there were not enough ships, but that there was a serious shortage of sailors who knew how to operate the ships.
All the luxurious entertainment facilities on the ship were simply and roughly dismantled.
The splendid ballrooms and casinos on the ship were all converted into steerage cabins, and the floors were filled with refugees.
As for those depraved gambling tables and pinball machines, they were also thrown into the sea.
The young widow Suzune Higurashi was taken care of because she had a nursing child and was a military survivor.
She did not have to have a floor bunk in the steerage cabin, but was assigned a third-class bunk.
But it’s as crowded as a train sleeper, and it’s difficult to even turn around after stuffing your luggage.
However, Higurashi Suzune is already very satisfied with this.
After all, in this war era, having a place to shelter from the wind and rain and having a full stomach is already very happy.
Thinking back to the most miserable days before, Months later, his family was ruined and he was forced to hold his children and escape from the sea of blood.
Osaka, hiding in the bare wilderness, unable to eat for several days, tearing apart clothes in the cold wind and trying to feed the crying child with shriveled clothes, but nothing could be squeezed out, so I could only hold the thin child together.
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Crying Higurashi Suzune feels that the current days are like heaven.
It was precisely because of this awareness that a month ago, when the military police responsible for taking in the refugees distributed a rice ball to each of them, and then required all refugees, regardless of gender, to undergo health quarantine and disinfection.
The other young women were still a little coy and almost caused a commotion, but Higurashi Suzune took off her tattered clothes in public, and stood up with her child in her arms.
Several of them wore masks.
The doctor in a white coat carefully examined everything from head to toe.
Under her leadership, the quarantine work for the refugees was carried out smoothly.
Those who were diagnosed with the disease were sent to another isolation area, while Higurashi Suzune and others had a hearty hot meal and enjoyed a hot bath.
According to the doctor, for the health of everyone, they Before boarding the ship, you must conduct a thorough cleaning to eliminate germs and fleas on your body, otherwise it will not be fun if a plague breaks out on the ship in a crowded living environment.
As a result, each refugee's shabby clothes were burned and replaced with sailor uniforms of different specifications and models.
They also received towels, toothbrushes, toothpaste, soap, kettles and lunch boxes.
When Higurashi Suzune finally took a hot bath again after several months and used soap that was very rare during the war, she couldn't help but burst into tears for a moment.
The hot water with the pungent smell of bleach, fell from the metal The water sprayed out from the shower head and slapped on her face, while the same warm tears slowly flowed down her face along with the hot water.
Next, the widow Suzune Higurashi and her unweaned child began to live huddled on the boat all day long, which was very crowded and boring.
What's even more uncomfortable is that since the ship has been moored next to the dock without any automatic air supply from the snorkel, the air in the cabin is always very turbid.
Fortunately, there is no shortage of food and clothing.
More importantly, It's very safe, at least it's much better than the previous escape life.
After being awakened by the baby's cry, several women in the cabin lost their sleepiness and began to chat quietly.
Some people missed their relatives whose whereabouts were unknown, and Higurashi Suzune couldn't help but think of her eldest daughter who died in the bombing and her sailor husband who died in Wu Port.
After a while, with the sound of "Dingling Bells" The bell rang, and everyone got up from their beds to freshen up and prepare to go to the restaurant for breakfast.
Along the long cabin, Higurashi Suzune climbed out of the polluted third-class cabin with her child in her arms.
She gasped desperately for the first time, greedily breathing in the fresh air, and then waited in line for the elders.
The team slowly moved into the restaurant little by little.
According to the original design, the cruise ship's restaurant is large enough to accommodate all passengers to dine at the same time.
But now the cruise ship is being used as a refugee camp, with twice the number of people crammed into it.
Some restaurants and bars have also been turned into shops to accommodate refugees.
As a result, the dining seats, tables and chairs have suddenly become tight.
The refugees had to wait in long lines to eat in batches.
Fortunately, the Japanese seemed to be very accustomed to this kind of thing.
When Suzune Nigurashi carried her child to the restaurant, several waves of refugees had already finished their meals and were walking on the deck.
Chat and take advantage of the rare break to relax.
After queuing for more than an hour and breastfeeding her child once more, Higurashi Suzune finally squeezed into the restaurant.
There was a fixed metal dining table on one side and a counter for receiving meals on the other.
It was very similar to schools and factories.
The canteens where you have to queue up for meals are similar, but the content is much richer, even the simplest ones.
For breakfast, there are also white polished rice, fragrant bread or biscuits, canned fish as the main course, and clear soup made of seaweed, dried shrimps and scallops.
If it is lunch and dinner, there is usually curry rice, canned beef and egg powder.
Scrambled eggs, as well as extra candies and pastries for the children.
Except for the absence of cigarettes and alcohol, just in case, there is no smoking or drinking on the ship.
It is simply a holiday every day.
The relief food distributed free of charge in the base camp was considered a luxury even before the war, and ordinary Japanese who were slightly poorer could not afford it.
Even people from the petty bourgeoisie and the middle class will feel very painful if they want to eat like this every day, let alone during wartime when supplies are scarce.
After entering the restaurant, Higurashi Suzune first went to the drinking water faucet on the wall and filled her kettle with cold water.
Then she went to the counter to get her portion of the rationed food: a full box of white water.
Rice, a paper bag of biscuits, a can of fish, and an enamel box Seaweed soup in a tea cup, plus an extra box of Morinaga brand fruit candies that were distributed to take care of her as a nursing mother.
When giving her these things, the chef in the white hat behind the counter said apologetically, "Milk" There is no more, so I can only give her a little more sugar to replenish her body.
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Well, before, I just had to bring the baby up for breakfast every day.
In order to take care of her as a mother, the chef would always give her an extra bottle of milk.
Although she was already satisfied, when she was still at home before, the breakfast items alone were enough for her to eat for a whole day.
Since boarding this ship, she has eaten more and slept more every day without exercising.
Her originally thin figure has become much plumper, and even her belly has gained a little weight.
Hey, I really hope that such a life of good food and drink every day can continue, at least until the child is weaned.
Higurashi Suzune sighed like this, but I don’t know what will happen in the future.
The government will definitely not let it continue.
Everyone seems to have no choice but to obey the arrangements as they eat and drink for free.
However, although the free breakfast food is exaggeratedly rich, a place where you can sit down and eat in peace is hard to find, at least at this moment.
The few metal tables in the ship's restaurant were already crowded with people, and many children could only sit on their parents' laps.
Moreover, next to every occupied seat, there were at least one or two people holding lunch boxes and tea cups, watching the widow, Ms.
Higurashi Suzune, holding her child in her arms as she walked around and around in the crowded restaurant.
Her arms were almost sore.
Even though it was disconnected, I still couldn't find a free spot.
In the end, I had no choice but to give up, turned around and walked out of the restaurant, intending to find a quiet place on the deck and just squat and eat.
Obviously, there were many people who had the same idea as her.
Higurashi Suzune walked around the same crowded deck for a while before she found a deserted place next to the railing near the gangway, squatted down and opened her lunch box. .
However, as soon as she took a few mouthfuls of rice, she was driven away by a sailor again.
Because a group of guys in military uniforms had arrived at the pier in a truck at some point and were boarding the ship from the gangway one by one.
Among them were quite a few blond and handsome Western white men.
Higurashi Suzune just happened to block it.
Gangway at the entrance to the deck.
However, the appearance of these Westerners did not cause any commotion.
Today's Japanese know that although the country is fighting bloody battles with the United States and Britain, it is also forming an alliance with the Russians.
Therefore, it is very common for a few Western white faces to occasionally appear on the territory of the country.
However, the sharp-eyed Higurashi Suzune keenly noticed that the collar badge of the leading foreigner was not the Russian red star, but a black iron cross.
Although as an ordinary Japanese housewife in this era, the widow Ms.
Higurashi Suzune's knowledge was very limited.
But thanks to the Japanese government's overwhelming propaganda during the war, she still knew what the Iron Cross badge represented.
It was the military emblem of the German ally.
Oh my god, could they be Germans?
Wait, hasn’t Germany already been defeated?
Why are they still coming to Japan now oshow7: