Crossing North Korea, I became a US soldier, and my opponent was my grandfather.

Scott was absolutely unwilling to share the results with the US military. In Scott's mind, the US military was not an ally at all, but a villain who forgot his loyalty when he saw profit.

Before World War II, Scott's family had many businesses in the United States and a small island.

Because the little moustache launched a war, Britain was facing life and death. Qiu Zhongtang had no choice but to exchange Britain's assets and many islands in the United States for retired and dilapidated destroyers provided by the US military.

At the end of World War II, Britain won the victory, but the Scott family's assets were gone and became the United States's.

They are not allies at all; they are just villains who forget their principles for the sake of profit and stab their friends in the back.

Although Scott was unwilling, he had no choice but to maintain good relations with this group of rude cowboys.

In Scott's eyes, the three prisoners were more pleasing to the eye than the American soldiers. Seeing that they had no shoes, their clothes were torn, and they seemed to have been hungry for several days, he asked people to bring them new shoes and change them into British coats, for he was worried that they would freeze to death.

These people are all shining intelligence, so they must be served well and finally have food sent to them.

When Qiao turned over and the other two saw the food, their eyes lit up and they grabbed it and stuffed it into their mouths.

Scott couldn't help but feel proud of himself. He thought his analysis was good. He was really hungry.

After daybreak, Scott personally drafted a report: The brave British scouts encountered enemy scouts during their daytime reconnaissance mission. After a heroic and wise battle, they killed more than a dozen enemies and captured three alive. Since our army has no translator, we ask Captain Lewis to assist professional translators and come to our office for interrogation.

Lewis felt upset when he received the report. The British were trying to show off as soon as they arrived. So many of us died in a battle, but they captured three alive as soon as they arrived. He called the American officers to discuss countermeasures.

There was also a sour tone in the words of the American military officers.

Qiao Youzhi suggested: "The person must be brought to us for interrogation."

Jefferson muttered, "Will they agree?"

"If you don't agree, cut off his supplies."

Lewis knocked on the table and praised George Youzhi: "George has ideas, all good ideas, and he can control the British in one fell swoop." He gave Scott an order: Send the people to us.

Scott kicked over the chair in anger.

Lieutenant Erkin, one of his men, also cursed: "What kind of people are these damn cowboys?"

Scott ignored Lewis's order and sent a telegram directly to Brigadier General David of Britain in the rear, requesting support from translators.

This will waste time. Even if Brigadier General David finds it, it will take several days to send it to the front line.

Scott doesn't care, there's plenty of time to wait.

After sending the telegram, he came to the tent where the three prisoners were held. He heard snoring from a distance and asked the guard, "Do they always sleep like this?"

"Eat and sleep."

“There is no sense of fear.”

"I feel like they have entered heaven and don't want to leave." The soldier curled his lips.

Scott opened the tent and saw one of them sleeping with a piece of bread in his hand. How long had he been hungry? Scott couldn't imagine.

Before leaving, he told the soldiers: "There's no need to guard them. I don't think they'll leave even if we let them go. It looks like they're going to rely on us."

Scott felt a mixture of sadness and joy: These three prisoners would definitely tell you whatever you ask, but alas, I couldn't understand their language.

On this day, the British army was in agony. They had three pieces of intelligence but could not understand their meaning.

When Qiao turned over, the three of them also discovered that the guards had withdrawn and there was no one at the door.

The three men ate, drank and slept well, then winked at each other and walked out of the tent. The British soldier shouted, "Stop!" The British soldier said a lot of things, and the three men kept nodding and bowing.

The British soldier stared at them, thinking they didn't understand, and walked aside, signaling the three men to move.

Joe turned over and the three of them walked in front, with the British soldier following behind.

The three of them became bolder.

Joe turned over and wanted to look at the tent next to him, but the British soldier behind him yelled, so Joe turned over and quickly retreated, thinking: Those foreign women are hiding in there, they are not allowed to look.

The three men walked to an open field, where a British cook was chopping wood, and the chopped wood was thrown aside in a mess.

Qiao turned over and the other two squatted on the ground, arranging the firewood neatly.

The British scout smiled at them, spat on his hands, and went on swinging his axe.

When Qiao turned over, the other two helped him stack the firewood.

Finally the work was completed, and the British cook sat on a wooden stool and lit a cigarette.

Joe turned over and the other two looked at him eagerly. He put his finger to his mouth and made a smoking gesture.

The British cook chuckled and waved his hand to refuse.

Qiao turned over and the other two picked up the firewood and put it in the shed next to them.

After the move, I was exhausted and sweating, so I asked the British cook for cigarettes.

The British cook had only two cigarettes left in his pack, which was barely enough for himself, let alone for three prisoners.

British officer Erkin had been observing the three men and was very frustrated when he saw that they didn't get any cigarettes. He walked over, took out half a box and threw it on the ground.

The three of them squatted on the ground, each grabbed two cigarettes, borrowed a lighter, and were extremely happy after lighting them.

Erkin smiled, took out chocolate and sugar from the kitchen and threw them on the ground.

Of course Qiao Fanshen knew that he was being tricked, but he still had a lot of fun grabbing the sugar. Qiao Fanshen's performance was the most exaggerated, and after grabbing the sugar, he even stuffed dirt into his mouth.

Erkin laughed so hard that he fell backwards. He brought coffee and poured them three cups. The three thought it was delicious, so they tilted their heads back to drink it all and then spit it out. This was not a performance. It was their first time drinking coffee and they really couldn't stand the smell of chicken shit.

Erkin was furious. How could he waste precious coffee? He went over, grabbed Joe's hair, and punched him several times in the face.

Joe turned over and hid aside, covering his face. The other two also hid far away, fearing that Erkin would hit them.

Erkin gave them another pack of cigarettes, and the three of them started smoking, walking towards a tent with their cigarettes in their mouths. Joe turned over and smelled gasoline.

When Erkin saw them walking towards the oil depot with cigarettes in their mouths, he was furious and ordered the soldiers to capture them, beat them up and take away their cigarettes.

Erkin ordered, locking them back into the tent.

Joe turned over and went back to the tent, memorizing important locations such as the oil depot and ammunition depot firmly in his mind.

Erkin reported the situation of the three people to Scott: "The oil depot is so dangerous, and they dared to go there with a cigarette in their mouths."

Scott consoled: "They probably don't know what gasoline is."

Half a day passed, and when US Army Captain Lewis did not receive a reply from the British, he knew that Scott did not want to hand over the person easily.

Lewis chuckled, being careful.

Several officers met for a meeting during lunch. What should they do if the British refuse to hand over the prisoners?

Qiao Youzhi snorted: "That's easy, we can go and ask for it."

"If they still won't give it to us after we go there, then it will be useless for us to hide the person?"

Qiao Youzhi looked at his watch and said, "Look at mine later."

There was the sound of car engines outside; the transport team was arriving.

First drop off the American army's supplies, then go to the British camp.

The transport team was composed of Italians, led by Captain Anthony.

Qiao Youzhi lit a cigarette for him and pointed to the path leading to the British camp: "We've spotted the enemy over there, are you still going?"

Captain Anthony's eyes widened and he threw his cigarette to the ground: "We won't go if there is an enemy." He threw down the British supplies and led his men back the way they came.