"Give up, stop chasing, we have lost the best opportunity to capture, admit defeat..." It was Pierre with scarlet eyes who said this, and he frantically threw the paper in front of him into the air. , it is densely packed with information that has just been fed back,
Next to him, Sharif and several other senior officials of the intelligence department were dumbfounded and subconsciously took a step back. No one knew whether Pierre was crazy or not.
Pierre was really going crazy. He suddenly discovered that the half hour he wasted had actually caused so many casualties. Half the battalion was crippled, the Besancon City Council was bombed, and the Prime Minister from China came He also escaped. In just one night, the whole situation changed drastically.
Pierre couldn't describe his current mood. Deep in his soul, there seemed to be two little devils whispering to him,
"You did nothing wrong. It was wrong for France to imprison a Chinese politician. It was immoral for the expeditionary force sent by the emperor to burn down the summer palace. Everything you did was to atone for France..."
"Fart, don't listen to this devil's fart. You have to remember that you are a Frenchman. France's interests are above all else. Even if other alien races are dead, you should not have the slightest mercy. This is the law of the jungle... "
Pierre was about to go crazy. The two voices tortured him and his emotions collapsed instantly.
"Pierre, calm down...what happened? Why do we have to give up?" Sharif carefully stroked his back.
Pierre's anger suddenly burst out. He knocked off Sharif's hand and roared angrily, "Damn bureaucrats, telegraph technology has been widely used in the American Civil War. Now the Prussians in the north are working hard to lay wires, and we Well, with the speed of a tortoise, the transmission of information is actually inseparable from horses..."
"It's only 60 kilometers from Besançon to the Swiss border. We have two cavalry battalions to the north. If we had a complete telegraph network, why would we let these cavalry explore and guess the location of the Chinese?"
"There are also checkpoints on our border. We probably don't know yet that there is a crazy army approaching them. How can they stop these unsuspecting troops from these super powerful combatants?"
"Bureaucrats, they are all bureaucrats. Sooner or later you will destroy France,"
Pierre showed no mercy at all, and all the senior officials, including Sharif, turned red with shame, but no one could reply, because these people were indeed incompetent. If it weren't for Pierre's judgment, the French would not have done anything at all. Traces of Xiao Letian will be caught in Dijon,
It can even be said that even if Xiao Letian traveled across the entire France, they might not even know about it.
However, Pierre has really been away from the core of the intelligence center for too long. He has no idea what these bureaucrats are like now. The whole of France exudes an air of arrogance and has long been unable to listen to criticism.
Sharif looked at the big man behind him with a livid face. He knew that Pierre had offended someone again, and he quickly shouted angrily, "Shut up, what do you know? If the empire's intelligence work is not done well, how can we win a war in Crimea?" There is a war and an expedition to the East. If you don’t understand, don’t talk nonsense..."
While scolding, he pushed Pierre hard and pushed him out of the crowd. When Sharif reached the corner, he lowered his voice and said, "Shut up, what do you know? These big men can listen to your scolding, so don't say anything." It’s about the telegraph. Do you know how many people want to take advantage of such a large project fund? Don’t get yourself into trouble..."
It took a long time for Pierre to calm down. When he continued to analyze the intelligence with his head down, Sharif once again returned to the senior officials, trying to wipe Pierre's butt.
But unexpectedly, before he spoke, a bald man in a black dress sneered and spoke, "Sharif, the latest loss statistics have been sent up. This matter is not going to be easy to handle today... The secret police force suffered 20 casualties. "There were many people, six people were killed in the explosion in the Parliament, and the final count of more than 400 soldiers in the French army camp stationed in Besançon found that one person died, 82 people were seriously injured, and countless others were slightly injured."
"The city council is now in ruins. Countless houses have been damaged. There are no detailed figures on the casualty rate among citizens. Anyway, this massacre caused by the Chinese will definitely shock the whole of Europe..."
Then another senior official spoke, "I'm not interested in whether it shocks Europe, but it will definitely shock His Majesty the Emperor. Now what we have to consider is how to avoid the Emperor's wrath..."
Sharif's eyes widened more and more, and he smelled a strong smell of conspiracy. "You...what do you mean?" Several senior officials gathered around with evil smiles. Sharif's heart suddenly fell into the abyss.
Poor Pierre thought he had gotten rid of seven years of bad luck, but he didn't expect that God had not played enough with him, and another conspiracy had already struck him.
"Switzerland, it must be Switzerland. Xiao Letian and the others must take this route if they want to escape to Prussia. How should I contact the cavalry battalion... No, no, no, it is meaningless to continue to stop Xiao Letian now. I must To figure out Xiao Letian’s back-up plan..."
"This terrible Eastern Prime Minister is definitely not the kind of person who kills indiscriminately when his brain gets hot. He doesn't know the power of France. If he dares to choose to force a breakout, then there must be a back-up plan... I must After analysis, I must give His Majesty a reference..."
Just when Pierre was racking his brains to serve His Majesty the Emperor, the door was suddenly pushed open, and two tall figures walked in. Without saying a word, they took out the handcuffs.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Pierre, please come with us to Paris..." After saying that, the two of them rushed over like tigers.
In that flash of lightning, Pierre suddenly understood that he was going to take the blame. These bastards were so vicious, and they attacked so quickly.
Pierre was also a soldier, and his skills were pretty good. With a wave of his left hand, the wine bottle on the table hit a sweater on the head with a bang, and blood splattered everywhere.
Then there was another elbow blow. The hard elbow hit the chin of another secret policeman, almost knocking out his tongue.
Pierre was as powerful as a mad tiger, and took this opportunity to rush out of the door with a whoosh. Unfortunately, one person's strength was too weak. As soon as he rushed out of the door, a punch hit him on the bridge of the nose.
"Catch him and try to run away. It's another crime, resisting arrest...Hand him..." Pierre was pushed to the floor by four policemen, his hands were cut behind his back and handcuffed.
Two injured plainclothes men in the room rushed out, covering their wounds and punching and kicking them. "You bastard, you dare to resist arrest and hurt me. You will suffer all the way. Just wait and die..."
The fists hit Pierre like raindrops, and gradually his consciousness became a little blurry.
Outside the small building, the sad Sharif rubbed his red and swollen eyes and smoked silently in the corner. He kept blaming himself, "I'm sorry, I really can't help it. If I don't agree to them and accept their conditions, then Even I can't escape their frame..."
"I regret it, I regret it so much. If I had known this, why would I recommend you? Didn't I harm you? I'm sorry, my friend..."
When this happened, the French ruined their last chance to capture Xiao Letian. If they didn't use this evil hand, with Pierre's talent, even if Xiao Letian escaped from France, there would still be a chance of arresting him.
After all, France was the most powerful country in continental Europe at the time and had very powerful intelligence networks in various countries. As long as there was an excellent organizer like Pierre, even if they could not catch Xiao Letian alive, they would have various ways to assassinate him.
In fact, just a second before Pierre was arrested, he had even begun to check the feasibility of a plan to attack Xiao Letian's special train under the train tracks. Not to mention, the success rate of this plan was quite high in his deduction. of,
The French who abandon their martial arts skills will sooner or later taste the bitter wine they brew.
Time passed minute by minute, and the long night was about to end. Xiao Letian and his charging cavalry were soon going to see the checkpoint where the new army came. A company of French troops was stationed there, and it was Duoji. place of death,
No one in the silent army spoke, but everyone was ready to fight, especially Luo Huo, Hyoutaro and Nohira Tai. In the dark, they checked the weapons and equipment based on their intuition, and gradually An invisible murderous aura began to pervade the cavalry.
As expected, Xiao Letian had a new tacit understanding with his army. When this murderous aura filled the air, he suddenly woke up and said, "Where are we? How long have I been asleep..."
Mr. Long leaned over and said softly, "We are about to arrive at the border checkpoint. It is now half past five in the morning, and it is already a bit dim outside..."
"Hiss...the bandage is a bit tight...help me up, why do I feel something is wrong..." Just when Xiao Letian was struggling to look out the window, Luo Huo suddenly roared outside and frightened him.
"Brothers... charge, avenge Dorje, and slaughter these French guys..."
"Kill," more than a hundred cavalry howled like a pack of wolves. The horses accelerated instantly. They abandoned Xiao Letian's carriage and rushed straight to the border checkpoint.
"Asshole, is Luo Huo crazy? Who asked him to issue the massacre order? When Master Long goes out, he must not kill innocent people indiscriminately... War is war, we are not lunatics who have lost their minds,"
Without saying a word, Mr. Long opened the car door and rushed out. He was like a dragonfly floating on water, surpassing the speed of the horse.
"Oh, God, is this Chinese flying? How can he have such speed? Is he still a human?" Leo's mouth opened wide, almost dislocating,
Paul and Jonas had seen the mysterious Eastern Kung Fu. They quickly explained to Leo, who was rarely seen and strange, "That is Qing Kung, a magical Chinese martial art. Please calm down..."
Leo can be calm, but Luo Huo and the others cannot be calm. They not only want to avenge Duoji, but also vent their dissatisfaction for not having a combat mission.
Xiao Hexin and Sima Yun snatched the most arduous task of cutting off the rear. Listening to the roar of artillery and the gunshots in the sky, Luo Huo and the others knew very well that these guys must be going on a killing spree.
They were enjoying themselves, but our knives had to be stained with blood. Otherwise, when people asked me after returning home, "How many Frenchmen have you killed?"
"Accelerate, accelerate... capture this military camp, we will send you to the north..." Amidst the howls of wolves, the military camp in the morning light was in chaos.
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