He Jingxian said helplessly after hearing Zhang Xudong's words:

"Can you please stop playing dumb? I mean, we've been cursed by them. Will we be unable to have a son?"

"Girl! Even if we say this, it may not count. How can it count if they say it?

Besides, does it matter whether it’s a son or a daughter?

As long as it's our child, that's the important thing." Zhang Xudong said to He Jingxian.

Only then did He Jingxian realize what the two of them were discussing, and she blushed immediately.

"Get out! I won't give birth to a baby for you!" She kicked Zhang Xudong in anger.

The two little boys and girls were flirting with each other, while the three brothers had already come up with a solution.

Their method is simple and crude.

First of all, they used the warehouse keepers as scapegoats because they were the ones who resold the supplies.

Their accomplices are the soldiers who did not return to the base last night.

They were out selling the stolen goods.

The tools are three helicopters and twenty-five trucks.

Of course, these twenty-five trucks will be disposed of quietly by them.

The money earned can be used to fill some of the deficit.

As for whether those people will cry out for injustice, there is no need to consider that.

After all, the dead can keep secrets best.

But the death of some low-caste people is not a big deal for them.

Then officials of all ranks took out some money to buy some cheap food such as animal feed and added it to the soldiers' meals.

In addition, the soldiers' meals were changed from three meals a day to two meals a day.

The daily ration of two kilograms was changed to one kilogram per day.

There's nothing to do now, why should we let them eat so much? Can't we see that they are almost unable to walk?

The last item: the soldiers’ wages will be withheld for one month.

Starting from the second month, half of the salary will be paid.

As for when things can return to normal, it depends on when the gap in supplies can be filled.

When these officials announced their decision to deduct wages and reduce food rations for the seven thousand soldiers, the soldiers were in an uproar.

The reason these people come to serve as soldiers is first and foremost to fill their stomachs.

Secondly, as a soldier, I get a salary every month.

As long as they don't make big mistakes, they can stay in the team for life.

With a salary, I can save some dowry for my sister or daughter so that she can marry decently.

Normally, these officials would pass off inferior goods as good ones and withhold their food expenses, but they would tolerate it.

After all, I can still eat my fill. It's much better than being at home and not knowing what to eat tomorrow.

But now, these greedy officials have not only sold out all the supplies in the warehouse, but also reduced their own rations and withheld their own wages.

If you don’t have enough to eat and you don’t get paid, then why are you still staying here?

Many people on the spot shouted that they quit and wanted to go home.

There was a new soldier who was holding a boot and polishing it carefully.

After hearing what the official said, he could not stand it anymore and threw the boot to the ground and quit.

The owner of the boots was also unhappy. How dare you, a bastard, take my boots? This is so embarrassing.

The officer swung his whip and hit the new recruit.

But because there were so many people and the situation was chaotic, the whip not only hit the new recruit, but also hit several other experienced soldiers.

This escalated the conflict, and a hot-tempered soldier immediately pulled out his pistol and fired at the officer.

"Bang bang bang bang bang" This guy fired five shots in a row, not only was the officer knocked over, but three soldiers were also in trouble.

When the gunshot rang out, everyone present was stunned.

The officers were stunned because they couldn't believe that these low-caste soldiers dared to resist.

The resistance was so fierce that a high-caste official was killed on the spot.

This is a big deal, more troublesome than losing those supplies.

Those Indian soldiers were stunned because they didn't expect that someone would dare to confront the upper-caste gentlemen and kill them in one go.

This is a deadly thing. If I take off these clothes and quit, I can go home and live a poor life with one meal a day and one meal a day, and at most I can lose some weight.

But if this official is beaten to death, there will be no life left.

The guy who fired the gun now realized the seriousness of the matter.

I knew I wouldn't survive no matter what.

In order not to implicate his family, he turned the gun around and shot himself in the head, committing suicide.

Now all the living people breathed a sigh of relief.

The officials breathed a sigh of relief because the madman was dead and they no longer had to worry about being shot.

The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief because they no longer had to worry about being implicated.

At worst, I can go home and starve, and I don’t have to eat leftovers.

As for the dead people, no one even took a second look at them.

It's unlucky to die. It's unlucky for you to die.

After a moment of silence, the soldiers started arguing again.

They all said that if they were not allowed to eat enough, they would resign collectively.

The officers no longer dared to beat or scold the soldiers, for they were afraid of driving a few more of them crazy.

The boss of the base saw that this was not going to work. If everyone really left, who would he order to do the work?

Rely on those high-caste young men?

That's bullshit. If they can wash their own socks neatly, it means they are capable of work.

The big boss immediately announced that food rations would not be cut, and that everyone would be guaranteed to have enough to eat every day and could do whatever they wanted.

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