Some say that the big nose suffered a big loss and wanted to take revenge on the people of the capital who sacrificed the dead, some said that the imperial court Qinwang Yishi launched a large-scale counterattack, and the coalition army was almost unable to support it, and some said that the elder brother and sister who were beheaded by the coalition army and the regiment a few days ago went to the lifeless old mother to complain, and the old mother sent a heavenly punishment to destroy the foreign devils. Anyway, there are all kinds of bizarre theories. The boss of the coalition army Wadsey just entered the city yesterday, but he didn't expect to make such a fuss that night, and he didn't sleep well all night, of course, he had no time to care for the never-famous sister Sai Jinhua, in fact, from 2 o'clock in the morning when the gunfire was intensive, he continued to send guards and staff officers everywhere to contact the coalition troops, but not every soldier understands German, and after nightfall, the coalition forces implement a curfew, divide the area into autonomy, and the German army has just entered the city, looking for someone has become a nightmare for Wadsey's men, It was not until seven o'clock in the morning that all the coalition garrisons were notified.

The conference room for the first meeting of the coalition forces at nine o'clock in the morning was set up in the ballroom of a hotel in Dongjiaomin Lane, but the sun was at its zenith, Alfred? Feng? The left hand of Vardsee's classmate was his predecessor, Edward of the British Navy? Hobart? Lieutenant General Seymour, on the right hand side is Major General Fukushima Yasumasa of the Japanese Army, and there are two or three kittens left, and they are not even qualified to go to the table, and the majestic flag of the Eight Nations in the past hangs helplessly on the empty conference table. "It seems that the Coalition colleagues need to remember to check their secretary's memo, Your Excellency Marshal Alfred." Vice Admiral Seymour didn't mind embarrassing Wadsey's children's shoes, anyway, he was the global boss of the Royal Navy, and there was no need to be polite to the Germans. "Maybe the traffic situation in Beijing is too bad, maybe they encounter traffic jams, maybe they have some experience in managing traffic, maybe you can assign some German ** people to help guide the traffic in Beijing, hehe." At this moment, Wadsey didn't have time to pay attention to the sneering jokes of the English gentleman, he was facing the luck of the empty conference table, maybe he would flip the table the next moment, at least Seymour and Fukushima Yasumasa retreated their chairs without a trace, saving themselves from soiling their military uniforms by cups and saucers. At this moment, a German lieutenant colonel hurriedly pushed the door open, his face was wonderful, and for a moment the expression of disbelief passed over his face, although he quickly covered it up with an old-fashioned German poker face, but obviously could not hide the three old foxes at the conference table. Wadsey gasped when he heard the lieutenant colonel's whispered report and looked at the handwritten note handed over by the lieutenant colonel. "There are two pieces of news, obviously one good news and one bad news, gentlemen, you can choose which one to listen to first." Wadsey sighed and said, who said that Germans don't understand humor. Although Wadsey was speaking to the two generals, it was obvious that he was staring at Seymour, so while Fukushima was still listening to the translation of the consulate translator behind him, Seymour shrugged his shoulders and said, "There hasn't been any good news since this morning, maybe you can provide one to help us feel comfortable." "Well, the good news is that I just got a report confirming that the rest of our colleagues aren't experiencing traffic jams or other damn traffic problems in Beijing." "And what about the bad news?" Fukushima wanted to show the sense of humor of the Japanese soldiers, but obviously it was not the place, so Wadsey children's shoes almost viciously stared at Fukushima and squeezed out a few words of German from between his teeth, and when Fukushima turned his head to wait for the translator's translation, he found that the third secretary of the Japanese consulate who had just calmed down was actually dumbfounded, what did he hear? "The reason why I was certain that they were not stuck in traffic or lost was because my adjutant informed me that the British, French, Russian, American, and Austro-Hungarian Empires had all had their main responsible generals kidnapped," Wadsey said. Colleagues who didn't come to the meeting now were either kidnapped or looking for kidnappers. Of course, Seymour understood German, so he quickly snatched the note that Waldsey put on the table, obviously a list of kidnapped generals, looking at the name of the Minister of the Legation of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland at the beginning, Seymour couldn't laugh anymore, the expression of Maitreya Buddha who had just gloated could be reversed, he looked down, good guy, a long list of names, all acquaintances!

"The commander of the French team, Major General Frey, the Russian governor of the Kwantung Province and commander of the Pacific Navy, Aleksayev, the Yankees' Philippine garrison, Emerson? Major Risken, Austro-Crarian Viscount Jörg? Johannes? Feng? Tehap", the leading generals of half of the countries in the coalition army have been dug up, and the battalions of the coalition forces stationed in the coalition are now well-trained. It was easy to wait until the countries had selected their representatives to participate in the daily meetings of the coalition forces, and when the representatives of the eight countries had gathered, Seymour was drinking afternoon tea. So this has also become one of the most interesting moments in the world's military history, the first working meeting after the first joint operation of the world's strongest armed forces occupied the enemy's capital, and the topic of how to redeem their commander's meat ticket was actually discussed, and at the conference table, from the marshal to the captain, and the captain and company commander of the US task force, who had a low official rank, actually dared to protest against Marshal Wadsey, because the marshal's lengthy analysis delayed their efforts to find and rescue their major. More than an hour after this peculiar military meeting, Major Pareto of Italy was in full swing discussing how to rescue the kidnapped general, and asked cutely, "Who do we give the ransom to?" Well, I mean, who moved our generals? So everyone stared at each other and fell silent.

"From what we know now, it is clear that the number of kidnappers probably did not exceed 200, and they were very professional, all wearing black uniforms of Japanese military style without rank identification, and the weapons they used were also Thirty-Year-style rifles and Makqin heavy machine guns, a small number of German-made Mauser C96 automatic pistols and hand * grenades, and some people used crossbows * bows and other cold weapons. At present, there is no evidence to prove their identity, but their actions are very purposeful, and they must have done detailed reconnaissance and careful planning in advance, and the retreat path is to retreat from Xizhimen and Deshengmen to the west and north. At the moment our Russian cavalry is tracking, but nothing has been found. No group or individual has claimed responsibility for this egregious kidnapping, not counting the old Chinese lady Shen Xian (no mother) as the bandits call it. "Wadsey has received a report from his subordinates, and he has answered everyone's most concerned questions, but everything still seems to be in a daze, at least they don't know who the opponent is, the Qing government? Boxers? Terrorist? Japanese Army? Or is it some other unknown country or organization? I don't even know what their opponents want, and God knows if they're going to give these coalition generals a public lead, and then send them back in lime boxes one day, or simply put them in a miniature pyramid of human heads and do some performance art or something. Wadsey doesn't even want to imagine these terrible scenes, if anything happens to these generals and diplomats who met yesterday, I'm afraid this war will still be fought, but first of all, he will be destined to become the target of accusations from various countries, who made himself unlucky to take office as commander-in-chief of this coalition yesterday? Maybe it would be the best outcome if I could retire with honor. For a moment, Wadsey and the other officers of the coalition army fell silent, and the conference room suddenly changed from a vegetable market to a morgue.

"By the way, may I ask Your Excellency the Marshal, in addition to the above missing generals and officials, who else has our opponents kidnapped, and what else did these guys do on this bad night yesterday? Can you tell us? Seymour suddenly thought of a problem, he was also worried about his future, after all, he was the boss of the coalition before yesterday, plus the disappearance of Minister Dou Nale, if he was held responsible, he would have no way to run away as a vice admiral, so now he and Wadsey are grasshoppers on the same thread, and they have to work together to find a solution.

"Actually, those people kidnapped the high-ranking officials and generals of the coalition forces are the ones on the list, and it can be determined that eleven of the sixteen guards of Major General Frey's guards were kidnapped last night, the adjutant of His Excellency Governor Alekseev, and two guards, Emerson? Major Risken was kidnapped with His Excellency the Governor. Six members of Viscount Tehap's guard were also missing, as well as an army attaché at the British Legation, and a first secretary at the French Legation, who went to your embassy last night to deliver documents, and did not return to the French embassy under the hospitality of your military attaché, so she was taken together, you know. "In normal times, Wadsey's dry humor would surely make a few gentlemen smile, but now that everyone has a noose around their necks, who would have the heart to laugh.

"Your Excellency Marshal, you just said that eleven of the sixteen soldiers of Major General Frey's guard were kidnapped, can the other five provide clues? There are also more than six guards of His Excellency the Viscount of Austria-Hungary, what about the other guards? Because the kidnappers were wearing Japanese uniforms, and they were all Asian-looking, and the Japanese also belonged to a country with no losses, although people did not believe that the Japanese would be funny about kidnapping the generals of their allies, but it was inevitable that there was something strange in the eyes of the Japanese, which made Fukushima very depressed. I didn't expect my own question, so that those eagle-nosed and sheep-eyed Westerners looked at themselves with idiotic expressions, what's wrong, isn't it wrong for me to ask?

"Your Excellency, I'm afraid I've disappointed you. The other guards who were not kidnapped have already died in the line of duty. Wadsey did not bother to answer such brainless questions, and his lieutenant colonel adjutant had to answer them on his behalf. The other officers couldn't help but snicker, saying in their hearts that this yellow-skinned dwarf monkey not only has a short body, but even a shrunken version of his brain, could it be that the guards have not been kidnapped and can still be hiding, if His Excellency the Marshal hadn't summoned them to inquire earlier, it would be because there were no living witnesses, and it would have become a headless public case at this time. Even the secretary of the Japanese embassy behind him, who was in charge of the translation, tried to pull back his chair a little as much as possible, with an expression that I didn't recognize this idiot. Fukushima's face couldn't be hung up, and it was not good to be angry at others, and then turned around and gave the kid behind him a lightning, and he was angry and just shouted "Yaga", and before he could say anything else, the door of the dance hall was suddenly knocked open, and everyone's eyes involuntarily focused on the door.

Two U.S. ** officers barged in with an American non-commissioned officer covered in blood and bandages, and several other U.S. soldiers with rifles and German guards at the door confronted each other muzzle-to-gun. The chief guard on duty at the door ran to Wadsey to report a few words with a helpless face, Wadsey gasped, his face changed greatly, and the others looked at this pantomime in wonder. The American non-commissioned officer who was carried by two officers to Waldsee's seat suddenly broke free of the officer's arm and punched Fukushima in the temple when he passed by Fukushima's seat, and Fukushima fell to the table in a whirlwind, and the seriously injured American non-commissioned officer still grabbed Fukushima and punched him in the face a few times. Although it was pulled away, judging from the non-commissioned officer's expression, Fukushima is a fate, if the American non-commissioned officer has a gun in his hand at this time, I am afraid that Fukushima children's shoes will be able to realize his long-cherished wish of killing himself and becoming a god today. Just when everyone was puzzled, one of the American ** officials with an angry face shouted loudly: "Damn yellow-skinned dwarf, actually killing people and slaughtering allies, what a bunch of scum who should be hanged on a street lamp pole." "Now everyone is even more confused, which one is this singing?

Marshal Wadsey explained in a timely manner: "Just now this beautiful ** man is a member of the escort of the treasure convoy that set off the day before yesterday, he claimed that they were attacked by the Japanese allies, all the members of the escort team were killed, and the jewelry and silver were robbed, and he was in a coma because of serious injuries, and he did not wake up until the evening, and just returned to the US military camp this morning." Waldsea paused for a moment, and said to the pig-headed Japanese general Fukushima children's shoes, "Your Excellency General Fukushima, this is exactly the on-site witness you want." May you ask, what? Yes, right in this room, I think every one of us here has the right to know the truth. ”

Now it was Fukushima's turn to sit on wax, and he opened his mouth, the wound on the corner of his mouth was red blood, but he didn't know where to start.