I'm a villain, not a devil

"Can you cook for the kitchen staff?"

Like everyone else, Rayleigh was escorted to the military camp, and the hundred of them were given a hypocritical number, called the Sixteenth Group of the Kitchen Team of the Logistics Department of the First Imperial Army.

The army that used to cost a lot to join has now become such a casual place, and after Rayleigh entered the 16th group of the kitchen squad, this was the first question the officer asked.

People from the kitchen squad, can you cook... Rayleigh really wanted to loudly mock these brainless soldiers, but under such circumstances, he just shook his head timidly.

Fifteen years old is already old enough to be the head of the household, but the reality is that the Reilly family’s life is not enough to support their son’s “cooking skills”.

The officer showed obvious impatience, and Rayleigh immediately shrank back in fear.

"You can't even make the simplest white cake?" the officer frowned.

Rayleigh and the others looked at each other and nodded timidly. They still knew how to make something as unskilled as white cake.

"Isn't that all? From now on, Group 16 will be responsible for making white cakes. Make... well, 10,000 of them, normal-sized ones."

After saying that, the other party turned and left. Not long after, piles of synthetic flour were transported to the temporary camp.

Ruili was lucky enough to find an acquaintance, Uncle Wall who lived two streets away. The latter was also forcibly brought here. Now he has only two daughters under the age of ten left in his family. He is very worried.

"Uncle Wall? Do you think we can go back?" Riley asked cautiously while carrying the flour.

Wall had been looking around since he came here. Hearing Wall's words, he lowered his voice and said, "Don't dream."

Rayleigh was shocked. After all, he was only fifteen years old. When he heard this, even his legs began to go weak.

Swallowing his saliva, he asked in a trembling voice: "Why? Aren't we the temporary cooking team?"

Wall snorted coldly: "Do you think that they forced conscription simply because they were short of manpower? Naive... I have a distant cousin who is serving in the military. Do you know how many people were left in his company after the Imperial Capital Incident? A company of 200 people was reduced to only 80 people!"

Upon hearing the horrific casualty rate, Rayleigh's face turned pale with fright.

Wall frowned and continued, "The military's losses are even higher than those of ordinary citizens. With such a small force, why would Baiye attack others?"

A day ago, Wall still addressed her Majesty respectfully, but now he calls her by her name.

"But we are the kitchen team..." Rayleigh still didn't give up.

Wall shook his head. "There are only so many people left in the military. Even with the reinforcements from the Ilia Region, there are only about 50,000 people in total, maybe even less than 40,000."

Putting down the flour in his hand, Wall pulled Rayleigh to a small corner of the room. He lowered his voice and said, "I secretly observed when I came here. A lot of people were recruited. The kitchen team divided them into a group, a total of 30 groups."

"Our mission is to produce 10,000 white cakes. I guess the other teams will have a similar amount. How many people can 10,000 white cakes feed? Two per person, and 5,000 people will use them up in one day! There are 30 teams, and it's impossible for all the military soldiers to be dispatched. At most, half of them, which is about 20,000 to 25,000."

His brows trembled a little: "That is to say, the food prepared by the thirty cooking teams is only enough for six or seven days of consumption - but the soldiers need to eat, and those of us who were forcibly conscripted also need to eat."

"According to this calculation, it would take at most four days to use up all the resources! What can you do in four days? How many miles can an army travel?"

Wall's face was filled with fear and resentment: "The current imperial army can't afford the cost of fighting! Then why would we be forced to go over there? We'll just be cannon fodder!"

Upon hearing these two words, Rayleigh's eyes widened: "You mean, when we get to the city we want to attack, we..."

Wall nodded grimly, "That's the only way it makes sense... And look at those officers, they don't care about us at all, and they didn't teach us the rules of the army - why?"

Rui Er's face turned pale: "What rules do cannon fodder need... I don't have many days left to live anyway..."

Wall glanced out the window. There were soldiers guarding every corner of the barracks, and the unfortunate guys who were forcibly conscripted were working hard.

Without even turning his head, he said sternly: "Bai Ye wants us to die, why? If she really works hard to govern the country and develop the empire, and my two daughters are married and have a good life, I will be happy to be cannon fodder. But now I don't want to, Bai Ye is not worth my death, my two children at home are still waiting for me..."

When Rayleigh saw his appearance, he was slightly stunned and then reacted. He immediately said in horror: "Uncle Wall, you, you want to run away?"

Wall turned his head, his face full of determination: "I have to run... Rayleigh, I know your background, you won't betray me, so I tell you... It's up to you to run or not. I can only tell you one thing, if you stay, you will die!"

After saying that, he stood up, picked up a bucket, and went to fetch water.

Seeing Ruili standing there stupidly, he turned around and scolded, "Why are you standing there? Your father is paralyzed, and your mother has no job. If you die, can they live?"

Hearing this, the trembling fifteen-year-old boy finally raised his head. He wiped his face fiercely and followed Wall's example.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The two of them each took a bucket and walked towards the water source. Wall whispered, "I've been here before it was built into a military camp. There's an underground waterway where you can get water. Let's go out from there!"

Rayleigh nodded nervously, holding the bucket.

The two men walked quickly out of the camp, and the guards looked away when they saw the buckets in their hands.

Seeing that the supervision was not strict, the two were secretly happy and involuntarily quickened their pace again.

The place to fetch water was soon reached. The two hid in a corner and appeared when the other unlucky people who came to fetch water had left. Then they immediately walked towards the back of the well.

"There should be a bush near the railing over there, and the entrance to the waterway should be next to the bush...that's it!" Wall couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when he saw the place he was looking for.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to this place, the two of them went into the bushes and soon arrived at the entrance. Who would have thought that there was a pile of stones at the entrance.

"It's bad...what should I do now?" Rayleigh, who was on the lookout, began to feel his legs go weak.

"What to do? Dig them out, move them away!"

The two men's desire to survive reached its peak at this moment. The large stones were moved away one by one, gradually revealing the cave entrance below.

Even more fortunately, no soldiers noticed them!

Seeing that the cave entrance was large enough for one person, the two men put down the stones in their hands and went straight in.

As soon as Wall and Riley bent down, they screamed and retreated in fear—a face popped out from inside!