"At the critical moment of life and death, France has gone completely crazy. The working-class left wing represented by the Paris Commune has smelled the scent of destruction. They will definitely struggle to the death..."
"The Palace of Versailles has become the base camp for the Royalists' counterattacks and calculations. These remnants of history have already spent all their wealth in order to restore the empire!"
Xiao Letian was in the military restricted area of the Chapelle Gate, anxiously analyzing the situation in front of him. All the intelligence was gathered together, and the current situation was more serious than he imagined.
"I'm afraid this is an unimaginable massacre. Both sides have lost their sense. They can't hold it back anymore!"
"Don't underestimate the power of these royalists. These aristocratic families have worked hard for hundreds of years and have connections that we can't imagine..."
"Their domestic slaves, tenants, well-paid guards, mercenaries... and even killers, robbers, gangsters, scoundrels, and thieves..."
"All walks of life have their infiltration power. At this moment, these forces have been mobilized. They pretend to be members of the National Guard, hang up the tricolor flag sleeves as a mark, and have already infiltrated into the city of Paris..."
"These people are not good at fighting, but there is no problem in making small moves behind the scenes. Before, there was a lack of strong military cooperation, so they have been dormant. Now these people have come back to life..."
"There are no secrets in Paris anymore. The life of the Commune has entered a countdown..."
The desk was filled with information shared from Bismarck. These top-secret files smelled like ink, and they smelled of death from the inside out.
Just as senior Chinese officials were studying the situation, footsteps suddenly sounded outside: "To the head of state, Sister Nightingale is here and wants to see you immediately..."
Xiao Letian's face suddenly stretched half a foot. "Hey... they must be here to ask for something again. They forced me to buy a meal of medical cotton this morning. What's wrong now? I don't even have enough money to buy it." …”
Wang Ju smiled and said, "Think of it as investing in advance for the future Chinese Nursing College. If we serve this great Bodhisattva well, we won't have to worry about the level of field medical care in the future..."
Xiao Letian slapped his thigh and stood up, "Come on, that's the truth. This kind of person's reputation is too high, and he can't afford to offend him!"
"If I offend her, there are probably hundreds of millions of people around the world who scold me!"
"Give me whatever you want. If you want stars, I have to find a way..."
Nightingale was also paying attention to the situation. The sound of gunfire coming from far away all day today made her heart restless. She was very aware of the scale of the civilian population in Paris and how many innocent people this war would affect.
Sister Nightingale didn't dare to think that she was just saving people with her purest heart. He only had one belief in this life, and that was to save people!
Just this afternoon, CIA officials spied on a shocking scene. Nightingale angrily scolded a middle-aged male staff member in the corner of a warehouse.
"I don't care who you work for. Although I can guess it, I don't want to know... You may have other identities, but right now in my eyes you are a member of the Red Cross!"
"Focus all your energy on your work. If you dare to delay the work of rescuing people, no matter what background you have, even Her Majesty the Queen, I will kick you out!"
"Sir, please open your eyes and take a look at this city. How many women and children are dying, are you unmoved? Don't you have any compassion at all?"
Nightingale had a unique charisma, and even when she was scolding the other person, she spoke calmly, but the more she sounded like this, the more frightened the man became.
Facing an old nun in her fifties, the British spy actually had a large amount of cold sweat on his forehead. He nodded obediently without daring to refute a word.
What happened after that was even more interesting. That afternoon, the British government spy worked with all his strength. He picked up the heavy cotton bale and ran away.
His workload alone in the afternoon exceeded that of three people!
When Xiao Letian heard the news, he couldn't help but sigh, "Who said kindness has no power? On the contrary, it is the most powerful weapon in the human spiritual world!"
Facing Nightingale, even Xiao Letian had to give in. The lamp goddess who came to visit in the middle of the night really came to ask for money.
This time she asked Xiao Letian to get medical supplies worth 120,000 pounds. The huge number was like twelve pounds in her mouth.
Xiao Letian looked at the long list and sighed, "You are really making things difficult for me. It's war time now. Even if I have money, I can't bring in so many supplies?"
"All the railways in northern France are already crowded with military trains. Do you know how long it takes to get a train? If you take the land route, the time will be even longer..."
"Dear Madam, my goddess... I can give you the money, but you said you can get it together within three days, but I really can't do it, right?"
Nightingale smiled and said with a firm tone, "No! I believe that the head of state can do it... I want to save people, and three days is the deadline. I am afraid that too many people will die..."
"Ouch... But you have to respect the laws of nature! This time is too short, how to transport it in? Even if it is unloaded at the Seine Bay in Rouen, the nearest seaport, it will take five or six days to transport it to Paris... "
"No! I'm sure the head of state can do it..." Nightingale just stared at him. "Head of state, you also have a share of responsibility for this disaster in Paris..."
"Of course, your responsibility may be the smallest, but no matter how small the evil is, it is still evil... You should repent of your evil deeds, and make up for your evil deeds with good deeds!"
"I am not attacking you, but I am considering the issue from your standpoint... Doing good will definitely make you happy. This redemption should be regarded as your apology for this disaster..."
"I..." Xiao Letian was speechless and couldn't say a word. He could only sigh, "I am defeated by you. I will find a way..."
"It's not about trying to find a way, but it's about doing it!" At this time, Nightingale suddenly stood up. "On behalf of the suffering people in Paris, thank you!"
After saying that, the nun clasped her hands and bowed to Xiao Letian. How could the head of state be willing to let such an old lantern goddess bow? She quickly jumped to the side, "No, no, no... I'm afraid of you. Can I use the airship? I'll give it to you." Would you like to transport medicines by air..."
"Okay!" The old nun suddenly raised her head and smiled with wrinkles on her face. "I'm going to send a telegram and ask them to transport all the supplies to Rouen!"
Looking at the old nun leaving, Xiao Letian smiled from the bottom of his heart, "Actually, I don't know these truths. Fortunately, you can help me share some of the pressure..."
"Hey... do you know how difficult it is to do good? Do you know how violent the people under my command and the lower class Chinese people are in their hearts?"
"If I, Xiao Letian, raise money for war and military expenditures to bully others and snatch profits, these guys will dare to bankrupt their fortunes to support me!"
"But if I, Xiao Letian, take money to do good deeds, do you know how many people are unwilling? Do you know how many people are scolding me?"
"In this world...there are really good people everywhere!"
