Chapter 57: The Big Shot

From late September, heavy rains began in the Somme region, and the war was in a stalemate.

The British, with the advent of tanks, at one time had an advantage on the battlefield. However, as Qin Zhiyuan said, the British had too few tanks and used them in the wrong way, and they failed to form a breakthrough in the German positions, and the progress gained was extremely limited.

When the tanks appeared on the battlefield, the Germans panicked, and the Germans had no way but to escape or surrender to the big tank.

The continuous heavy rain gave the Germans a respite, which, on the one hand, began to study their own tanks, and on the other hand, organized German soldiers to deal with the tanks of the British in various ways.

By early October, when the last tank was destroyed in the Albert area, the British offensive also bogged down.

At this point, both warring sides were exhausted by the incessant rain and the hopeless war, and the battle of the Somme had come to an end.

At the beginning of October, Qin Zhiyuan took Gao Hongshi and Mischa to Boulogne-Billancourt to join the tank research and development team of the French military and Renault.

Brogne-Billancourt, located on the outskirts of Paris, can be reached by train from Amiens. For the sake of convenience, Qin Zhiyuan still chose to drive over by himself.

The vicinity of Amiens, as in the Kapi area, is full of military camps, makeshift hospitals, prisoner of war camps, labor camps, and other camps.

The road from Amiens to Paris was filled with convoys of supplies, marching soldiers, or locals dragging their families to their families and friends.

When there are many people, order is chaotic. Although Qin Zhiyuan and the others were driving a car, they couldn't raise their speed, and could only move slowly with the convoy in front of them.

This gave Qin Zhiyuan the opportunity to observe the world at the beginning of the 20th century through the car window, which fully satisfied Qin Zhiyuan's curiosity.

Because of the addition of the armies of the client states, the colors of clothing, hair, and skin were abundant. Blonde Caucasian man in helmet, black African man with a sturdy body, and a black-haired Oriental man tied to a pillar......

Wait a minute......

Something strange seems to have crept in.

"Gabriel, slow down." Qin Zhiyuan wanted to see it clearly.

Gabriel is the driver hired by Qin Zhiyuan, he is a Frenchman, with thick blonde hair, warm and hearty, and a very good young man.

"Yes, sir." Gabriel slowed down, and the saloon, which was usually slow, was like a snail, causing the cars behind him to honk their horns frantically.

Who said crooked nuts are of high quality? Forget that for France, Qin Zhiyuan is a crooked nut.

The black-haired Oriental man tied to the pillar was not one in front of a British army camp, but a dozen people were tied up for a long time, and a British officer was foaming at the mouth in front of the pillar, which did not look like a good thing.

Qin Zhiyuan only glanced at it and determined that the one who was tied up must be Chinese, because there was a translator next to the British officer who was pleading for mercy, and he was constantly making trouble.

"Gary Buel, drive over." After discovering that it was a Chinese who was kidnapped, the fire in Qin Zhiyuan's heart suddenly rose.

"Yes, sir."

……

William, a logistics officer of the 79th Division of the British Royal Army, has been depressed recently, the 79th Division has not made the slightest progress on the Somme front, William just received a telegram the day before yesterday, his mother has been admitted to the hospital, William's wife is not in good health, and his own work has been messed up because of the weather.

William blamed all this on the Chinese workers who had just arrived half a month earlier.

Compared with the Indian laborers who refused to work without whipping, the Chinese laborers were indeed very capable and enthusiastic about their work, and the work assigned to the Chinese laborers was completed quickly and well. They were very efficient, and if an equal number of Indian laborers were assigned the same tasks to the labourers, the Chinese labourers could accomplish three times as fast as the Indian labourers.

The only thing that is unsatisfactory is that the Chinese workers are not very easy to manage. Compared to the submissive Indians, the Chinese have stronger self-esteem, more short-tempered tempers, and more distinct personalities.

This caused a lot of trouble for William.

For example, today, William assigned the task as usual, and then the Chinese workers quickly completed it, and at the same time, the Indians who started were not half done, William ordered the Chinese workers to help the Indians so that the work could be completed as soon as possible.

For such an arrangement, the Chinese did not refuse, of course, cynicism is inevitable, as can be seen from the eyes of the Chinese looking at the Indians.

William didn't care about that, as long as the task could be completed in time, William didn't care how it was done.

Perhaps the continuous rain affected everyone's mood, and the mood of Indians was not too high.

For the British, who were high above, the Indians were submissive. But for the Chinese who are similar to their own identity, Indians are still quite proud.

Behold, we have a master to cover, and you don't.

Indians, who have a psychological advantage in the face of the Chinese, saw the mocking and sarcastic eyes of the Chinese, and suddenly couldn't bear it, and one Indian couldn't help but scold, and then it caused a group fight.

Indians can't work, and neither can they fight, and more than 300 Indians can't beat more than 100 Chinese.

As soon as the war began, the Indians were beaten by the Chinese, and more than 300 people went up together, only more than 20 were defeated and dispersed. Now the Indians, who didn't want to work, had an excuse, they reasoned that they had been injured by the Chinese, and then they quit their work en masse.

William could tolerate the unruliness of the Chinese, and could not tolerate the impact of order in the camp. In order to prevent such incidents from happening again, William tied up more than a dozen Chinese who took the lead at the gate of the camp, which was a punishment on the one hand, and a warning on the other.

"Poor ghosts, you are all poor oriental ghosts, and those who ask for food are called Hanako, and you are despicable rude barbarians. The British Empire has given you the opportunity to earn money, and you should be grateful and cherished. You have to always remember who you are, you're here to work, not to fight, damn it, can't you be honest and let me save some snacks......"

William originally just wanted to warn, but he didn't realize that his emotions were also on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't help but bring his personal emotions to work.

"Mr. William, it's not fair, and if it's going to be punished, why not punish those Indians? You must know that it was they who made the first move, and the Chinese were just doing it in self-defense. "A young Chinese interpreter demanded fair treatment, and judging by his clothes, he looked like he was a student in France.

"Mr. William, you can do well, just a little punishment, it's still raining in the sky, and if you go on like this, you're going to get sick." An older translator, apparently from China, was begging for mercy.

"It's up to me to decide who should be punished and who shouldn't be punished, and it's up to me to decide how hard the punishment is." William's expression was arrogant, and at this moment, he had a sense of pleasure in the control of life and death. This feeling made him intoxicated, and he forgot about the real predicament for a while.

Didi......

Just when William was feeling good about himself, with two whistles, a French-made Renault sedan drove off the road and heard him directly.

"Uh...... Damn it! The wheels of the sedan stirred up a puddle of stagnant water on the ground, splashing on William's shiny boots. William cursed in a low voice, not daring to let the people in the car hear.

Now that we are in wartime, all the materials are managed in a unified manner, and those who can still own cars at such times are some big people, and William can't afford to offend.