Old Charlie is a veteran who has been in the army for many years. He knows that there are some unpredictable things happening around him. closed.
Old Charlie rolled his eyes and stood up with the help of his brothers, pretending to be indifferent: "Sir... are there any cigarettes... The brothers have been guarding for a month, and there is really no stock, hehe...hehehe... …”
Veterans are like this, but this is what they do in the army. The more rogue you are, the more they will treat you as one of their own. The elite guards in the guard camp laughed a few words and threw a few packs of cigarettes. Old Charlie said this They happily drank broth and puffed away smoke.
A few jokes naturally narrowed the distance between the soldiers, and old Charlie also used this attitude to express to the other party very cleverly... I guessed nothing, saw nothing, and had no doubts about anything. !
This is what Bazin's guard camp wants. This meeting is destined to be top secret. For the sake of the reputation of the marshal and the emperor, these people can even do things to silence them.
In the entire old Charlie Company, only this veteran had this intuition. The other soldiers had no idea that they were almost registered in the roster by Death.
Soon, a defensive gap of more than fifty meters was opened in the defense line of Old Charlie Company, and this gap was filled by the guard battalion. Marshal Bazan changed into civilian clothes and secretly left the city through this gap.
Several of the little soldiers drinking the broth unconsciously looked up at the gap. Old Charlie turned pale and looked at them with murderous eyes and whispered, "Hurry up and drink your broth. I won't starve you to death! How can I?" So much curiosity... put your head back in your crotch!"
Bazin didn't care about this small ordinary company. He strode out surrounded by soldiers. At this time, the Prussian defense line had already given way to an undefended airspace more than 500 meters wide. files.
There are no Prussian troops in these five hundred meters. This passage is reserved for these senior French officials.
The group of people quickly penetrated into the rear of the Prussian army. It was not until an abandoned barn on a farm that the French saw the Chinese soldiers in full armed guard.
The Prussians did show great sincerity. There was not a single Prussian soldier around the farm, only a company of Chinese soldiers for security.
Bazin brought out a full battalion of troops, and the secret meeting quietly began in this barn.
The heavily armed French and Chinese soldiers were considered the best. They lined up facing each other and stood at attention, each with a murderous look on his face. Both sides wanted to overwhelm the other with their momentum.
Bazin had no time to care about the thoughts of the soldiers outside. He pushed open the barn door with a gloomy face. The familiar figure inside was Xiao Letian, the Chinese leader whom the Emperor hated with all his heart.
"Marshal Bazin! Baron Sevastopol of the Second Empire! Born as a mercenary, he rose to prominence on the battlefield in Algeria and made a splash in the Crimean War!"
"Is your title of baron due to that war?"
Bazin did not speak, but his general replied proudly, "Of course, in the Crimean War, in the stalemate situation, the long-term invincibility of the Sevastopol Fortress was the result of the Marshal himself. Conquered!”
"That war made McMahon and I successful... I was just lucky, and McMahon was the capable one!" Bazin raised his hand to stop his subordinates from complimenting him, and said.
Xiao Letian looked at the general next to Bazin and suddenly said, "If I guessed correctly, you are Radmiro, the commander of the Fourth Army, right? You fought well in the Battle of Magenta. At that time, you were just a division commander." long……"
Bazin did not expect Xiao Letian to be so familiar with French officials, and there was a surprised expression on his face, "The head of state's intelligence work is really detailed... From this point of view, we are already at a disadvantage, I can't even call out The names of the officials around you!”
Xiao Letian smiled and said, "There is nothing to keep secret. This is Wang Huaiyuan, the director of the Chinese Central Intelligence Agency... This is Xiang Ying, the captain of the Zhiyuan... This is..."
"Captain of the Zhiyuan?" The French suddenly exclaimed, "So young!"
The captain of the Zhiyuan who destroyed the French combined fleet was not even thirty years old. This was unacceptable to the French people present. The shame of the failure of the East Frisian naval battle was greater than that of the army.
Being defeated by the Chinese at sea, this shame caused an uproar throughout Europe!
"Why did the head of state lie to me... You are already the winner, why do you still humiliate me like this? At his age, he is at most a trainee officer on the Reach!"
"It can't be the captain, absolutely impossible!"
Xiang Ying raised his hand and saluted Bazan and others, smiling nonchalantly!
"I disappoint you. I am the captain of the Zhiyuan, and I am Xiang Ying! But you are right. At my age in the European naval community, I am still considered a trainee officer. In fact, I cannot command an ironclad ship at all. !”
"But it is precisely because of this that I can fight a strange naval battle that cannot be explained by naval experts all over the world... This battle violates countless naval regulations. I don't think anyone except people like us would dare to try it. ah!"
"Because I'm still young, I have the ability to lose... but you don't!"
It was a double entendre, and Bazin and others turned pale when he said it directly. The subtext was very straightforward, 'I, the Chinese, are like the rising sun, but you, France, are not! '
The Chinese are now in a small boat and can easily turn around. If they lose, they can’t lose much, but your Second Empire cannot afford to lose. If you lose, the country will be destroyed!
It’s so cruel, even if you don’t accept it, it’s just as cruel!
Xiao Letian waved his hand, "Why are you so rude? Invite the guests to take a seat... pour the wine!"
Bazin sat on the chair and asked softly, "How is Marshal McMahon's injury? I heard before that he was seriously injured..."
"Yes, when Zaise was hit by shell shrapnel, he lost too much blood and was already unconscious before the battle was over!"
"But don't worry, my medical team performed a blood transfusion on the marshal. He is now out of danger and is being taken care of properly!"
"That's good... now let's get straight to the point and talk about what you want!"
Xiao Letian looked at Bazin with clear eyes, "No, no, no...it's not what I want...but what His Majesty the Emperor of the Second Empire wants!"
"I'm just a mouthpiece today, I'm just here to deliver the Emperor's secret order!"
"His Majesty, the Emperor of Anselm, has asked me to deliver a message...Marshal Bazin, please surrender to the Prussians immediately...unconditionally!"
ah! The French side exclaimed, "What? Impossible..."
