Fox of France

Now that everyone has reached a consensus, France and Britain reached a peace agreement in Amsterdam.

"I know that our French friends have reached a peace agreement with the British, which has shaken some of our comrades, and some comrades are worried whether we have been betrayed by our French friends. Because the British claim that according to the agreement, France People are no longer allowed to sell us military weapons. But, colleagues, the new arrivals of these ships today and the new cargo they sent us prove that this is a complete rumor. Well, come and see us something new."

The soldiers all gathered around Joyce, looking at the wooden boxes next to him. These wooden crates have not been opened yet, and the contents inside cannot be seen. There is only a line of characters on the outside: "Agricultural supplies."

Below this line of large characters, there is another line of smaller bold characters, which read: "Efficient farmland bird repellent".

"'High-efficiency bird repellent'? What is this thing?" a soldier asked.

"The crowbar is over there, can you open it and see for yourself?" Joyce waved his hand.

So the warrior took the crowbar aside and pried open the crate. Inside the crate is a layer of well-wrapped oiled paper as usual; when the oiled paper is opened, it is wood shavings used for buffering; Everyone is so familiar with this thing that everyone knows what is inside before the oilcloth package is opened.

"This thing is the 'Efficient Farmland Bird Repeller'?" The soldier has already taken out the rifle from the oilcloth bag very skillfully, and took a glance at it in his hand.

"It's really good for repelling birds." Another soldier laughed, "John, there are ten little birds in a tree, and you shoot one of them, and there are still ten birds in the tree There are only a few birds left."

"Damn it! I'm no fool," said John, putting the gun back into the oilskin pouch.

"And this, what is this thing?" Another soldier pointed to another box and asked. The box reads: "Efficient Farmland Hog Repeller."

"Open it up!" someone said.

"Don't be too busy, let's make a bet on a bag of seized British tobacco leaves. I guess there is a broadsword in it. Anyone object?" Oja, the squad leader, yelled first.

"Oha, you still have it here? How many good things have you hidden?"

"Some open their mouths, but the poor ghosts who don't have them go away!" Oha said disdainfully.

"Oha, how much do you have left? I'll bet you. I'll use my French brandy." Joyce said suddenly.

"What? Teacher... Teacher, you can't trick me, I saved up these things with great difficulty..." Seeing Joyce speak, Oha immediately realized that he might have made a mistake, and said quickly.

"Master, don't believe him. The bad guy Oha used the banner of sharing yesterday to share my last bit of tobacco, and now he actually has it again..."

"That is, he didn't save it by himself, he saved it entirely by eating our food and drinking our food."

Joyce also laughed hahaha: "Oh, you should take out your pack of tobacco leaves obediently, um, I will also take out that bottle of brandy, and then we can share it together. Isn't that wonderful? thing?"

So everyone booed together, and Joyce was very generous and asked people to take out the brandy. In the clamor of everyone, Oha also had to take out his pack of tobacco leaves.

"Teacher, what do you mean by this 'Efficient Farmland Wild Boar Repeller'?" At this time, someone finally returned to the original question.

"How do I know, I haven't opened it." Joyce said, "But I guess it should be an ordinary mine. Because there are two similar-looking boxes over there, and they are also written as wild boar repellents. But with This one is different, the one with 'wild boars' is in plural. I guess, that one should be a broadsword mine."

"Open it and take a look, open it and take a look." Everyone said one after another.

So the box with the word "wild boar" in the singular was opened, and it turned out to be an ordinary mine that could only blow up a pig's trotter; the box with the word "wild boar" in the plural was opened, and it was full of broadswords. only……

"Master, look, the words on it are different." A soldier picked up a broadsword and shouted to Joyce.

"Let me see..." Joyce looked at the broadsword mine, and saw a line printed on the front of the mine: "This is facing the pig!"

"Comrades, everyone has seen that it is all rumors that the French sold us. If you believe this, it will really become something that should be bombed by this thing." Joyce laughed loudly.

"Master, if this is the case, then why did the French comrades want to have a truce with the British, and also suggested that we also temporarily truce with the British?" someone asked.

"Because whether it is the British, or the French comrades, or us, we all need a good repair. You should know that the French comrades overthrew their domestic tyrants and established a republic. For this reason, under the leadership of the British, the whole The feudal tyrants of Europe are all united in war against our French comrades. Wanting to turn France into a tyrant kingdom again.

But our French comrades beat them. After several years of war, those feudal kings who had fought against France were defeated one by one. But on the French side, the scale of the war is much larger than ours, and the losses of the French comrades are also not small. You see, this year we have been anti-mopping up non-stop for several months, and there is almost no time to grow potatoes. The French comrades have been fighting against the encirclement and suppression campaign for several years, and none of us are iron-clad, and everyone needs to take a breath. "

Everyone nodded together after hearing this, and imagined how hard life must have been for the French comrades who had fought against the siege for several years. They all agree that the French comrades should take a breather.

"Let's talk about us. The British are vicious. These years, they come out to raid when potatoes are planted, or when potatoes are about to be harvested. What are they doing? Isn't it just to prevent us from planting potatoes well and starve us to death? When the potatoes were planted this year, the British came again. Although we have driven them out of the base area, the potato planting has been delayed a lot this year. If the British come to make trouble when it is time to harvest, Our days are not easy.

Then there's the Brits. In this sweep, we killed more Brits than ever before. They are also afraid of death. The reason why they dare to keep raiding us is because they think they can block our sea route and starve us to death? A few days ago, at sea, our French comrades fought a battle with the British and broke through the British blockade. They know that they can't block us anymore, and they have lost a lot of battles in other places, and they are also out of breath, so they have to stop to catch their breath.

Comrades, that's why we, the French comrades, and the damn Brits, need a truce. The current truce is not the end, but just a break in the middle. Everyone is taking advantage of this break, trying to catch their breath first, and then kill the one who has not yet breathed.

So comrades, a truce is not a rest. We can't feel that the truce is over, so we can breathe a sigh of relief and go to sleep. President Russell said that we must seize this time to resume production, so that our potatoes will grow more and more, so that our warehouses will be full of potatoes, so that we can’t finish eating them in a year or two. That way, even if the British took a breather and came back to carry out a big sweep, we wouldn't be afraid of them anymore.

But, comrades, many of the potatoes we planted this year have been destroyed by Brits and black dogs. Even if it is replanted now, the harvest cannot be unaffected. If we follow the way of the past, the amount of potatoes we can harvest per mu of land this year will definitely not be as good as in normal times. We are breathing like this, but we can't breathe freely. Comrades, we have to find a way to make this breath more enjoyable. Not only do we want to recover the losses caused by the British and those black dogs, but we also want to strive for a big harvest. Only in this way can we catch our breath first, become stronger and stronger, and finally defeat the British and realize the independence of the country. "

"Teacher, tell me what to do!"

"Yes, yes, sir, whatever you say, we will do."

The soldiers said one after another.

Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Joyce boarded a crate containing plural forms of "high-efficiency farmland wild boar repellent", and said to everyone: "The comrades of the Federation are mobilizing the common people to replant crops in every village. , to recover the losses as much as possible. And open up more wasteland, expand the planting area, manage the fields more, weed the weeds frequently, and take care of them frequently. Don’t let mice, rabbits, and wild boars come out and harm our potatoes. Make up for the loss.

Comrades, local comrades are working very hard, and our fellow villagers are also working very hard. Now they are sleeping in potato fields day and night, doing farm work desperately. We can't just look at it like this, can we? Therefore, Chairman Russell asked me, ‘Apart from military training, do the comrades in our division still have the strength to grow some potatoes by themselves, and also to lighten the burden on local comrades and fellow villagers. ’ Tell me, how did I answer that? "

"Master, what did you say?" the soldiers asked one after another.

"What should I say? At this time, can I still be cowardly? Of course I said: 'President, our soldiers and I used to grow potatoes, and growing potatoes is our profession. If it weren't for the dog said The british guy, who the hell wants to fight all day long and not grow potatoes? It's okay. Because the boys in our division are the best farmers in the world. No one in the world can compare with our division in terms of growing potatoes Just wait and see, not only can we grow enough potatoes for ourselves, but we can also support the Second Division!'

The president said: "The Second Division also said that they must be better than us in farming, and they will support us when the time comes." ’ You said, we can let the second division support us? We have to let them know why we are the first division and they are the second division. You say, right! "