"I want to drink red wine, eat steak, not this 'garbage', and the conditions here are too rudimentary. This bed doesn't even have a blanket; how can anyone sleep?" A Portuguese officer named Igor shouted inside the room.
What Igor called "garbage" was actually the standard meal of the East African Army. Additionally, two extra cans were prepared for this high official of the Allies, one of braised beef with potatoes and the other mango, paired with two bottles of beer and a pack of cigarettes. Even the ordinary East African soldiers rarely had such treatment.
"Stop shouting, Igor. This is already quite good. I can't believe you haven't eaten worse than this before. Although the taste is odd, the food itself is not bad," said Igor's roommate, British Lieutenant Mikhail.
"Even if you shout till you break your throat, the East Africans outside won't meet your demands. You should be thankful they haven't dragged us out to be laborers."
