The melodious bugle sounded, and the four gates of the Chapelle Gate military restricted area slowly opened amidst the bugle's order.
The camp gate, which is more than five meters wide, is made of solid European oak. On the outside of the gate, there are three sandbag walls and four barbed wire fences, including antlers that seal the road.
Heavy machine gun positions were arranged crosswise on the outside. The machine gunners watched the movements outside with vigilance. The observation towers were one after another. The sentries stared at the crowds in the distance and began to transmit information to the rear.
"There is a crowd in the direction of the Sacred Heart Cathedral. It is estimated that there are more than a thousand people...open the camp gate...get ready to respond..."
The special operations team members carrying rifles lined up, carrying heavy wooden antlers covered with spiked barbed wire. They worked together to move the antlers sideways to create an opening for citizens to pass through, but the opening should not be too large. It can only be more than two meters wide, and they must control the scale of the refugee impact.
More than a dozen war horses rushed out from the military restricted area. The people on the horses were Red Cross members who were proficient in French. They started shouting very close to the refugee flow.
"The Chinese military restricted area is a non-combat area... Everyone must discard their weapons... No weapons can be brought in..."
"Elderly people, women, and children should take the left aisle...Men should take the right aisle..."
"Maintain order... The injured who can move around will line up with the crowd to enter... Those who are seriously injured and unable to move should rest in the designated area outside the camp... Someone will come to rescue you..."
"Do you hear me clearly? Maintain order... No one can be disorderly... Otherwise, they will be treated as thugs and will be killed without mercy!"
"Order... restore order immediately..."
But the refugees now are all crazy. They have been tortured by the war and become insane. Behind them is the Shura Field of death. Both the French government troops and the secret police of the commune are murderous demons.
No one listened to the advice, everyone ran forward like crazy, and even knocked a staff member on horseback to the ground.
This angered the Chinese soldiers on guard. Wang Chen, the officer on duty, had his nose crooked with anger. "Close the antlers and pull up the barbed wire... If these bastards don't obey, no one will be let in..."
"Prepare the water dragon...let them all calm down..."
More than a thousand refugees rushed up like a tide. At this moment, the gap between the antlers and the barbed wire had been closed. Those people failed to control their speed and all the people in the front row fell on the barbed wire.
The refugees who were stabbed all over were screaming, "Open the door... Please open the door... Aren't you the Red Cross? Aren't you a refugee camp..."
"It hurts...open the door...stop squeezing..."
Wang Chen watched helplessly as a six or seven-year-old girl was being held by her mother, but both of them were pushed forward by the crowd and fell on the barbed wire fence. The little girl's face was pierced by a barbed wire, and there was bright red blood. It flowed down the snow-white face.
But the strange thing is that the little girl didn't cry. He was still trying his best to support his mother with his hands, so that the spikes on the barbed wire would not hit her mother.
And the people behind the mother and daughter are all lunatics. No one cares about the life or death of others, so they just know how to push forward and push forward!
"If you...Grandma#Grandma...get back...damn it, if you don't step back, I'll shoot..."
Wang Chen stretched out his hand to support the little girl through the barbed wire fence, and pulled the wires out of the body one by one. "Don't be afraid... you will be safe in a while... listen to uncle, you will be safe soon..."
The little girl was really strange. She didn't cry at all and even understood what Wang Chen was saying.
"I'm not afraid...my name is Barbara...I'm not afraid of pain...please save my mother..."
"My mother is a ballet dancer...she can't hurt her legs...otherwise she won't be able to dance..."
"Your name is Barbara...Okay, okay...Save your strength, uncle will save you in a moment..." Wang Chen understood the girl's name in a long time, and this six-year-old girl was actually still alive at this time. Smiling at him.
This smile was in stark contrast to the hell scene in front of me!
At this moment, the water hose finally rolled over. This was a very old man-operated lever-type water hose, which is a commonly used equipment in European fire brigades.
Two adult men use the lever principle to press the crossbar back and forth, and the pressurized water can spray far away.
Today, six or seven water dragons rushed to the camp gate. Four strong soldiers, two on each side, shouted slogans and started to press the water.
"One two...press...one two...press..."
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Water sprayed into the crowd of refugees like a wave of arrows, and these people couldn't help but use their arms to cover the spray.
"Back off! Everyone back off! Line up according to the order just now... Whoever dares to rush forward again, we will shoot..."
The crowd retreated as the water dragon rushed back. The little girl Barbara who was tied to the barbed wire was finally rescued. Seeing the blood dripping from the little girl's body being tied by the barbed wire, Wang Chen angrily took out his pistol and opened fire at the refugee clearing. .
Bang bang bang... The sound of gunfire shocked the crazy refugees. Wang Chen jumped on the sandbag wall, "Listen up... Whoever dares to rush forward again, I will shoot in the head! Come and kill each one..."
"Do you hear everything clearly? Go to the back and line up..."
Clatter... As Wang Chen cursed, a whole row of soldiers pulled the bolts of their Mauser guns in unison, pointing their guns at these refugees. At this moment, even the machine gun positions made the sound of clattering metal. God knows they are preparing. What.
By now all the refugees had calmed down, and a pour of cold water in the middle of the night made them understand the situation.
In the chaos, people began to line up. The elderly, women, and children all lined up at the left entrance of the passage, and the men gathered at the right side of the passage.
A small group of soldiers rushed out and began to search their bodies. All kinds of weapons were thrown out and piled up like a hill in the open space.
Homemade pistols, daggers, bayonets, large wrenches, iron rods... and even saw some autonomous maces. Wang Chen picked up a mace and found that it was a wooden stick with a big head and the front end was nailed with iron. nail.
It was heavy and heavy on the hand, and the nails were rusty and stained with dark red blood!
"Fuck! How dare you bring this thing into our Chinese military restricted area?"
"Let me say it for the last time. Throw all the weapons out to me on your own initiative... If we ask you to search for weapons like this later, I will treat you as spies and thugs..."
"Don't think we will be merciful, spies and thugs will be killed without mercy!"
While maintaining order, suddenly the voice of the sentry came from the lookout post behind him, "Another group is coming...be prepared...there are more people this time, with a visual estimate of three thousand..."
"Oh my God...has the Paris Commune collapsed? All the people have escaped..."
"The water dragon is ready... ready to suppress these refugees... Damn it, why are they rushing over again..."
