Chapter 1745: Prophet

At this time, in America.

After the British troops led by Gelin fought against the French troops, they successfully repelled the French, but this battle also left Gelin shot, and now his life or death is unknown.

Because of Gelin's situation, Qiaozhi decided to join the British Expeditionary Force.

However, he was only a captain in the Expeditionary Force.

"Captain Qiaozhi, what did you do before, and why did you want to become part of the British Expeditionary Force? In our Colonial Area, there aren't many people who want to become part of the British Expeditionary Force."

Regarding this question, Qiaozhi smiled and asked: "Looking at you, you are also from the Colonial Area, why did you join the Expeditionary Force?"

"I just arrived in America from Britain, had nothing to do, so I could only join the army; at least in the army, one won't starve to death."

Qiaozhi paused his steps and curiously sized up the person in front of him.

"You said you came from Britain?"

"That place should be more prosperous than our America, why would there still be people starving to death?"

Qiuer shook his head and said: "That is what you think. Now there is fighting everywhere; although the flames of war have not occurred on the British mainland, most people still have no money."

"The prosperity you speak of is only for a small minority of people. These people open factories, and war is actually their means of plundering wealth; workers' wages have now dropped significantly."

"You might not believe it, but when I was in Britain, I was an engineer with a good salary, but because of the war, our salaries have been cut to almost nothing."

"The high expenses make it impossible for me to cope with life. Besides living expenses, I actually have to deal with high taxes. Do you know, if I don't bring home one Silver Coin every day, my family has no way to eat, and I still have to face endless Bitter Remonstrance with my wife."

"I can't go on living like this. There are already workers in Britain who have starved to death, and I don't want to become one of them."

"Plus, with war everywhere in Europe now, I had to come to America to survive."

After hearing these words, Qiaozhi fell into deep thought.

He had not expected that the lower classes of Britain were already living so miserably.

Qiaozhi patted his shoulder and said: "America is backward and primitive; only a few cities are built quite well. An engineer like you should be able to find a more suitable job."

"Our current war with the French is one where people really die."

Qiuer sighed, glanced at Qiaozhi, and said again: "I have no attachments left now. If the Grim Reaper comes, I hope to finish off these hateful French before he arrives."

Qiaozhi's expression shifted slightly; he knew why this person wanted to join the British Expeditionary Force.

"My name is Qiuer, captain of the Fourth Squad, please take care of me."

Qiaozhi looked at the hand Qiuer extended, shook it, and smiled: "Second Squad captain, Qiaozhi."

Just as the two were chatting, an officer on horseback rushed out and said: "There is a small French detachment ahead. We need Warriors to eliminate them. Which squad is prepared to claim this merit?"

"For you new recruits, this is a good opportunity to earn medals."

Hearing this, Qiuer, who was standing next to Qiaozhi, was just about to raise his hand, but was pulled back by Qiaozhi.

Qiuer was very confused and puzzled. The officer just said there was only a small French unit ahead; if they wiped them out, it would definitely be military merit.

This would allow him to earn more military pay.

For them as new recruits, this was a good thing.

But he did not understand why Qiaozhi wanted to stop him.

However, Qiaozhi did not raise his hand either, and Qiuer held back. Soon, this mission was taken by another squad.

After the other squad took the mission, the officer ordered the troops to camp on the spot and not advance any further.

Watching them excitedly carry out the mission, Qiuer questioned Qiaozhi: "Why give this opportunity to others? For us,"

"gaining military merit is not easy."

"Having lost this opportunity, we don't know when we will have to wait until."

Qiaozhi glanced at him and said: "You would do this kind of suicide mission too?"

Qiuer was stunned, not understanding what Qiaozhi meant.

Immediately after, not far from their troops, gunfire erupted everywhere!

But soon the gunfire gradually dissipated, and the commander ordered a change in the marching route.

They began to march again, but none of the troops previously sent out to carry out the mission returned to the ranks.

Qiuer realized something was wrong and hurriedly looked at Qiaozhi; he must have known something.

Qiaozhi looked at him and said indifferently: "The two squads sent out just now are already dead."

"You understand now, why we had to change the marching route? It was because they detected a trap."

Qiuer heard this, his gaze vacant, looking toward the direction where the two squads had gone, and said in a low voice: "You mean to say, the people the general sent out were just being used to scout whether there were traps?"

Qiaozhi nodded.

"Then why didn't our people dismantle this trap? And our people were inside; even if they died, they should have been brought back."

Qiaozhi laughed and sneered: "Put away your kindness."

"They are dead, that's true, but as long as the bodies aren't seen, they are treated as missing."

"You wouldn't know, would you? These missing soldiers can only receive one-third of the pension of a soldier killed in action."

"Besides, why would you think our troops would expose the entire unit's movement for the sake of a few corpses?"

Qiuer was shocked and turned pale. He returned to his squad in a daze, looking at the long line of troops in front of him, feeling as if they were queuing up to die.

Qiaozhi walked over, patted his shoulder, and said: "On the battlefield, if you want to survive, you have to be sharp. Don't worry."

And just at this moment, the officer who had given the order earlier rode over on his horse again.

He saw Qiaozhi and Qiuer talking and said in a deep voice: "Enemy squads have been discovered wandering ahead. Now we need to dispatch two squads to eliminate them."

After hearing this, Qiuer's face changed, and he hurriedly shrank back.

And this movement happened to fall into the eyes of the officer, who said in a deep voice: "This glorious mission is assigned to you two squads."

Qiuer's face changed drastically. Thinking of the fate of the previous two squads, his shoulders could not help but tremble.

The ambition to die that he had before was now just a joke.

This was an order that could not be refused!

Qiuer's legs trembled; the shadow of death had already shrouded him.

With a *snap*, his hair stood on end from the shock, and Qiuer hurriedly looked over, only then discovering that Qiaozhi's palm had landed on his shoulder.

Seeing him, a glimmer of hope ignited in Qiuer's heart.

But Qiaozhi's next sentence was: "Disobeying military orders leads to a faster death; let's move out."

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