Moreover, at this moment, they deeply felt what it's like to have no strong motherland behind them—they couldn't even speak with confidence.
They didn't even have the right to write letters to their families, and their superiors had no intention of retrieving them, as if, although they were alive, they were already dead.
This resentment gradually shifted to the nightmare and the Havana organization under it.
Only at this moment, their minds would rise with the thought
[Damn it, how did the country end up like this].
The mentality of national independence and self-improvement is basically born under such external discrimination and gap comparison.
Before Europeans came, they could bully around, but after Europeans came, they became grandsons.
By noon, Henry and the others arrived at the POW camp first, and at this time the prisoners of war were lining up in the canteen.
