Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIn addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 red envelope crazy flip" must be seen, how can the red envelope not be robbed, set the alarm clock ang~

(Thanks to kcactla, Tokai Linghu Chong's two friends for their encouragement, this chapter is a plus, thank you brothers for your support.) ）

By the time of the First World War, Nightingale's theories had been universally recognized.

Perhaps the military doctors are still predominantly male, but the vast majority of nurses are already women.

Of course, there are female nurses in the First Brigade, and they are pure French girls, and Mischa is their outstanding representative.

In the barracks, women are so scarce that they are always cared for, especially in the Chinese army. The noble genes in the blood of the Chinese make them sympathetic to the weak and treat the weak with kindness.

When the female nurse was injured by the stones, the soldiers rushed over and used their bodies to block the flying stones or clods of earth, and they snuggled up to each other, forming a strong human wall to escort the wounded backwards.

"What should I do in this situation?" Qin Zhiyuan asked the accompanying French officer.

"General, now you're the commander." The French officer refused to take responsibility and kicked the ball back to Qin Zhiyuan.

"Okay." Qin Zhiyuan was satisfied, he had already been authorized to do whatever he wanted: "All pay attention, if you are attacked, you can choose to fight back." ”

Counterattack?

The warriors clenched their guns, but they were still a little hesitant.

"Qin Ye, can you shoot?" Chen Kangjian shouted.

"Shoot it!" Qin Zhiyuan was decisive.

"" Chen Kangjian pulled out the revolver he was wearing, aimed at a boy who scolded the most fiercely and threw stones the hardest, and pulled the trigger.

"Phew"

The gunfire was sharp and poignant, resounding throughout the docks and throughout the city of Ajaccio, startling everyone present.

The kid targeted by Chen Kangjian was only about eighteen or nineteen years old, which seemed to be not very old, but he was already within the scope of the "Conscription Order" currently being implemented in France, and he must have found some kind of excuse. This is why he joined the army without military service. But seeing that he scolded people so slippery, and was steady, accurate, and ruthless when throwing stones, he really couldn't see that he was sick.

The kid was holding a rock and was about to smash it, when suddenly his body shook. Unconsciously take a step back. Then the kid looked down at his chest, only to find that the cotton clothes on his chest had been soaked with blood.

It doesn't hurt!

This was the last consciousness of this kid.

Tyranny is contagious.

After hearing the gunshot, a soldier immediately raised the rifle in his hand, loaded the bullet with a "bang", and raised the gun to aim.

"Phew"

Relative to the revolver. The rifle is much louder, thicker and more intimidating.

The old man, who was arrogant and unusually arrogant just now, was now watching from the sidelines with a single shot.

Perhaps fifty years ago, this old man opened the door of the Qing Kingdom in the Far East, slaughtered countless Chinese, robbed countless belongings, and left only scars all over the ground. Fifty years later, a young man from the Far East avenged his father or grandfather.

"Woohoo"

Countless rifles began to shoot.

"Tom ......"

MG08's roar was even more shocking. It's also more efficient.

In the middle of the sound, when the smoke cleared, the vicinity of the cordon was empty, there were hundreds of corpses on the ground, and the rest had already dispersed.

"Congratulations to the generals, it looks like the rebellion here was put down by you on the first day." The officer sent by the president had a weird smile.

"Qin, this is not the best way to deal with it." Pierre disagreed.

"Qin, how can you do this? You are a massacre! "Misha has a strong sense of justice.

"So, tell me, what am I going to do?" Qin Zhiyuan questioned Pierre.

"I don't know. But it shouldn't be done in such a drastic way, you know, if it gets out, it can have a big impact on your image. Pierre pulled Qin Zhiyuan aside and roared in a low voice.

"So what can I do? I also want to calmly persuade those who have lost their minds. But they didn't give me a chance at all! As you saw earlier, if we don't do something, we'll be kicked off the docks, and we'll swim back to France from here? Qin Zhiyuan was also roaring.

The situation is indeed on the verge of spiraling out of control, and in this case, there are not many options available. If it were not for the thunderous means, I am afraid that the First Brigade would have struggled on Corsica in the future. Of course, with this approach now, maybe the situation will be worse in the future, but Qin Zhiyuan does not have much choice, if these people are Chinese, Qin Zhiyuan will take a more moderate approach, but when faced with a group of hostile Corsicans, and the old colonialists who used to burn and loot in the Far East, Qin Zhiyuan does not want to retreat.

Of course, there are gentle methods, but it is better to wait for the future when facing the Chinese.

"Can't you just use relatively gentle means? Is this akin to slaughter the only option? You've let me down so much, you're behaving like a butcher right now. "Misha's mood is a little wrong, she seems to be overstimulated.

"No, Qin's behavior is appropriate! At present, Corsica has fallen into chaos, and only such a decisive and powerful action by Qin can restore order to normal. The officer in the military department agreed with Qin Zhiyuan's decisiveness.

Don't think that Western countries all pay attention to democracy and human rights, that is just a fig leaf for them to cover up on dictatorship. Britain, France, and the United States have never been merciful, and they are not only adept at using bayonets and whips against their colonists, but also with their own citizens.

Moreover, these three countries have a very good reason to deal with their own people, because they have always believed that all mass movements that are not launched by the ruling strata are the work of a certain ism, and that all means can be used against a certain element.

Thus, the Americans could use the army to deal with the workers, the French could arrest dissident parliamentarians at will, and the British workers would simply be "treasonous" if they dared to go on strike.

Therefore, don't talk about the so-called freedoms of Britain, France, and the United States, even their own people don't believe in them!

"You should be ashamed when you say such things! Look at the people who are lying in pools of blood, they are all citizens of France, they have all contributed their strength to France, how can you say such things? Misha was furious.

"Hey, miss, let's figure it out, we're in this group." The officer was visibly stunned, he could not understand Misha's anger.

"you! Damn, I don't want to be with you! "Misha bursts foul, which is rare.

"Pierre, you and Duke go and deal with the wounded and the corpses, and I'll leave it here." Qin Zhiyuan interrupted Mixia's words.

Misha's emotions are out of control, and if she continues, she may say something even more ugly. Duke's face had changed, and Qin Zhiyuan didn't want to make any extraneous trouble.

"Why? Why don't you let me say that? Misha was furious.

"Listen to me, Misha, calm down, it's the time of the war, it's all part of the war, it's inevitable." Qin Zhiyuan grabbed Mixia's shoulders and looked into Mixia's eyes.

Within reach, with thin shoulders and a thin body, Qin Zhiyuan felt a little distressed.

"Damn, even you say that, you're such a bastard......" Misha held Qin Zhiyuan's arm in vain, trying to break free from Qin Zhiyuan's shackles, tears rolling down his cheeks, like pearls.

"yes, I'm a jerk, I'm a jerk." Qin Zhiyuan hugged Mixia into his arms and comforted him softly.

"Why, that's all ......" Misha cried loudly.

PS. 5.15 "The starting point" is raining red envelopes! Starting at 12 noon, grab a round every hour, and a large wave of 515 red envelopes depends on luck. You all go and grab it, and the starting coins you grabbed continue to subscribe to my chapters! (To be continued.) )