Among the refugees, the families of soldiers with some skills have the best life. The wealthy and wealthy families have already escaped from the city and fled to the castle ancestral homes in the distance. The remaining little nobles may not have lived a better life because of limited access.

The John family was having the few remaining bread and were having a lot of food with the neighboring officer Mrs. Mary and children. The poor families not far away had already lost food and could only look at the few children eating bread and swallow.

Transportation lines from the United States and South America to the United Kingdom have not been cut off, but they have suffered heavy losses. Therefore, food can still be maintained as a necessary product. This meal may be given some relief when hungry. Although some elderly people are already starving to death due to food shortage, life will continue like this, right?

An officer usually has many things to be busy with. As Germany's possibility of landing in the country becomes greater and greater, he has more and more things to do. Usually he can rarely go to the air raid shelter to see his wife and children, so most of the time John is responsible for taking care of the life of the officer's family.

Seeing several children from the two families laughing happily while eating bread, John also felt that although such a day was bad, it was still full of hope. He sat next to his wife, leaning against the concrete wall of the air-raid shelter, feeling the coldness coming from his back. This is his life, life in the corner of war.

"Hey! You have so much food, so you should share some of it!" Just as John was staring at his son's smiling face while eating, behind his neighbor, Mrs. Mary, several men in old suits and civilized sticks walked past. John knew them, who were originally several declining nobles on the other side of the block, and after the bombing, several of them came to grab the territory.

"Sir! This is our place." Mrs. Mary was obviously not a weak woman who was easy to mess with. She looked back at the men who were obviously here to mess around, and curled her lips and said, "What should we eat and who we give to, don't need to discuss with you."

"It's all you guys who have occupied all the food that should have been given to us, so we're hungry!" The few people who were preparing to grab the food were a little angry and shouted in a slander: "You guys look at us hungry, just a group of people without conscience!"

"What are you talking about? You spent money on buying wine and you didn't have the money to buy food, so you went around to grab other people's food. What's the face to teach us a lesson?" John's wife frowned and defended her neighbor Mrs. Mary, "We don't care if you rob others. Now you dare to rob us?"

"What's wrong with robbing you? Hand over the food! This is a place that even the police can't take care of!" The man in charge shouted angrily, kicking away an old woman curled up on the side: "We originally planned to take half of it, but now I have changed my mind. Get out of the air-raid shelter for me!"

"We are the first to take refuge here." John stood up, stood in front of his family and Mrs. Mary, blocking these rogues and sternly said: "I am an officer. If you don't want to cause trouble, get out of here!"

The man in the lead was obviously hesitant, and the few people behind him became even more timid and even shrank back. However, they had been snatching other people's food for some time, and the old people around them had been bullied by them, and there was really no oil to scrape, so they bit the bullet and messed with the John family.

Now they have difficulty riding a tiger, and the other is because they really have no food, so they have to take the risk. The man in the lead gritted his teeth, thinking that if he beats you, we will run away immediately. In this chaotic world, no one will care about such a mess.

Thinking of this, he yelled: "Stop talking nonsense! Take it for me!" He rushed up with a few people behind him. John went up and swung his fist and hit the man in the face, which made the other party scream in pain.

Originally, John was not strong, but he had never been hungry because of his problems. Although some of the rascals opposite him were taller than him, he was hungry because he had not had enough food recently and was not much stronger than John.

So for a moment, amid the screams of John's wife and Mrs. Mary, and the crying of several children, John and several people fought with him. After all, those people were large and powerful, and John was quickly knocked to the ground with a punch because of his weak power.

After passing John, the men who came to grab food became even more unscrupulous, and looked at half a bag of flour and two bags of bread piled in the corner. The devastating nobleman in the head reached out to the food when a gunshot came from behind him.

John pulled out the revolver he had picked out from his pocket and shot him behind the leader's destruction nobleman. The man was shot in the back and staggered and threw himself on the ground. The scream echoed in the air-raid shelter, accompanied by the sound of the gunshots.

"Whoever dares to take another step forward! I will kill him!" John spitted blood in his mouth on the ground, sat up with one hand, holding the pistol in the other hand, and smoked lightly at the muzzle: "This place is ours! The food is ours! Who has any questions?"

"No! No more!" Several people shook their heads quickly, because they saw John's ruthless shooting, and the down-and-out nobleman who was lying on the ground and ignorantly, and they had no idea about robbing food. They were thinking about how to get out now.

"Don't let me see you again! Do you understand what I mean?" John pointed at the down-and-out nobleman who was lying on the ground screaming in pain, shouting fiercely: "Bring this bastard! Get out of here!"

Hearing John's words, several people were as if they were granted a general amnesty, they nodded and bowed, raised the fainted gangster from the ground, ran out of the air-raid shelter where John was, and ran away without daring to turn his head back.

Seeing the few people leaving, John seemed to have used all his strength and fell to the ground and gasped loudly. Mrs. Mary covered her face and sobbed in a daze. John's wife also squatted on the ground, staring at the pool of blood in front of her.

This is the cruelty of war, this is the despicableness of human nature. Everything that happens in this small air-raid shelter seems to represent everything that happens in this pathetic world. People kill each other and impose sin on others for one reason or another.

At night, the officer returned to the air-raid shelter and heard his wife telling him what happened during the day. After hearing this, the officer did not speak, but walked to John's family and signaled that John would accompany him to go out for a walk.

The two of them left the air-raid shelter one after another and walked to the street full of rubble and bricks.

"Thank you." The officer sincerely thanked: "I am very grateful for your care of my family today. Next time you go out to do business, give my wife a gun just in case. I will find a way to get you another one."

"I understand." John nodded.

"I have a second lieutenant in my hand, and I will recommend you tomorrow." The officer thought about it and said, "I know that promotion may not be a good thing in this troubled world, but it is more convenient in some places."

John knew that this was the officer's repayment and nodded and thanked: "Thank you. I will continue to work hard."

Then both of them didn't speak and walked slowly on the dark streets. In the afternoon, German bombers destroyed a power station, and some neighborhoods in London were out of power, so it was now dark. In fact, many civilians were complaining about why the British government did not have a good talk with the Germans and ended this war that seemed to have no end.

However, it seems that the top leaders of the British government have never heard of this kind of complaint. The current situation is that whoever calls for negotiations will be called a traitor, and whoever calls for compromise and avoiding war will be the coward of the British Germans. Under this hustle and bustle that is almost crazy, the British government has never considered the possibility of peace talks with Germany.

When the two walked back to the air-raid shelter, they saw two army officers and several soldiers walking into the air-raid shelter carrying a box. The two of them looked at each other, as if they saw deep anxiety in their eyes.

"May I ask, what's wrong? What's wrong?" The two of them walked forward quickly and asked at the army officers and soldiers.

"Sir!" Two army officers stood attentively and saluted: "We are ordered to come here to distribute combat supplies."

"Would it be a mistake?" John asked with a puzzled look on his face: "There are all civilians here, what combat supplies are distributed? This is not a military facility, but just a civilian air raid shelter. Are you saying that this place has been occupied?"

"No!" The army officer glanced at the commander of the air defense force and had to explain patiently: "According to the "Order of the British to Guard the Local" issued by the Prime Minister, every British family must be assigned a grenade. If the Germans land and attack British cities, every British will rise up and resist!"

John looked at his backer, and the air defense officer frowned: "These civilians have not been thrown and they are very unsafe to use grenades. Have these military officials considered it?"

The army officer shook his head and explained: "We don't know about these. We are just ordered to distribute these weapons to civilians. I don't know whether to train them to throw them in the future or keep them for them to use them casually."

"This group of bastards! They are asking our wives, children, and children to die!" John said fiercely, gritting his teeth.
Chapter completed!