On the vast sea, the wind swept up dark clouds......

Don't get me wrong, the time has not gone back to 1916, but has come to the first day of 1919 in the Western calendar.

A fleet of four cruise ships is sailing 50 nautical miles off Tianjin, and their destination is Tianjin.

This fleet is the fleet sent by Qin Zhiyuan from France to deliver supplies to the Republic of China nearly two months ago, and the fleet is transporting an entire regiment of foreign legion soldiers, as well as a batch of heavy weapons and machinery, food, medicine and other materials escorted by them.

The regiment responsible for escorting supplies is the 32nd Regiment, and the regiment commander Huang Li is a rare Sichuanese in the Foreign Legion, and he also has a task on this trip, which is to get in touch with Qin Yunpeng, the overseer of Sichuan, and try to emigrate from Sichuan to Lanfang.

Sichuan is located inland, has always been a province with a large population, the people are good at both work and farming, and the army is even more excellent, and the country is known as "no Sichuan can not become an army".

At present, the immigrants to Lanfang are mainly from the southeast coast, on the one hand, because the people on the southeast coast have the tradition of "going to the South Seas", and on the other hand, because the migration of the northern population has almost reached a bottleneck, and new population sources must be developed in order to speed up the pace of migration to Lanfang.

In the six months since Lanfang's independence, the population has exceeded 7 million, most of whom immigrated from the Republic of China, and some of them are overseas Chinese who originally went to Nanyang.

This population seems to be a lot, but it is far from Qin Zhiyuan's requirements.

In Qin Zhiyuan's plan, Lanfang should have a population of more than 50 million in order to give full play to the role of regional radiation.

However, migration from the coastal areas and northern provinces has entered a bottleneck period, and if you want to increase the population, you can only turn your attention to the inland, especially in Sichuan, Hunan, and Hubei, where the land pressure is still relatively large, and there should still be a lot of room for migration.

Knock Knock Knock ......

There was a knock at the cabin door, and Huang Li responded with "come in" on his lips, and kept buttoning the last wind buckle on his hand.

Wu Qing, the deputy of the regiment who pushed the door in, Wu Qing is a native of Hunan, and he has important things to do when he comes back this time.

"Yo, you're in good spirits, I thought you were still asleep, and I wanted to come over and wake you up." Wu Qingle couldn't stop laughing, it felt good to be able to speak Chinese freely.

In order to learn French better, Qin Zhiyuan asked the officers and soldiers of the Foreign Legion to use French as much as possible when communicating in peacetime, even if it was between purely Chinese.

Now that the world war is over, and there will be no more travel to France for a long time to come, it would be overkill to ask for French to learn again, and this provision will naturally be abolished.

"I'm going home soon, and that turtle son can still sleep." Huang Li finally sorted out the two cents on his shoulders, looked at the hat on his head in front of the mirror, and then turned around and said, "How is it?" ”

Looking at the stinky and beautiful Huang Li, Wu Qing's face was full of contempt: "Even if you are handsome, what can you do?" You've already got a French daughter-in-law for your old man, and you dare to provoke those female students? ”

Wu Qing and Huang Li have been working together for almost two years, and they have been partners since they led the company, and they are already very familiar with each other.

"Old Han" means "father", which is a Sichuan dialect.

"Hehe, don't provoke, it's comfortable to look at." Huang Li was triumphant.

Huang Li, who was still a bachelor when he arrived in Europe, had already become a family, his wife was a nurse in the field hospital of the Foreign Legion, the two were married in the battle of Feron Tade Noy in the summer of the previous year, and a simple wedding was held in winter, and now Huang Li's wife is pregnant, this time she did not come back with Huang Li, but stayed in Corsica.

The senior officers of the Foreign Legion basically have a home in Corsica, and the same in Bali, which is one of the benefits of the officers.

Qin Zhiyuan has never forgotten the bag of gems when he "made a fortune", and now that Qin Zhiyuan is rich, he naturally can't treat these soldiers who have followed Qin Zhiyuan all the way, among all the troops of the Entente, the treatment of the Foreign Legion is the best.

Regarding those female students, Huang Li and Wu Qing have thought about it countless times.

In the imagination of Huang Li and Wu Qing, when they arrived at Tianjin Port, there should be countless flowers and beauties to greet them, maybe those female students of the Republic of China are not as enthusiastic and unrestrained as French women, but in the eyes of the Chinese, it is still more gentle and subtle Chinese women who are more in line with aesthetics.

The 32nd Regiment is the first unit to return to the Republic of China, Huang Li and Wu Qing want to appear in front of the people of the Republic of China with the fullest mental state and the strictest military appearance and discipline, this is the first time that the Foreign Legion in Europe has returned to the Republic of China, and they must prove that they are different from those warlords who are now fighting in the country, so as to successfully take root in the Republic of China.

"Go and call to the brethren, all of you, to get up, to change your dresses, and to change all of them. If anyone dares to give Lao Tzu a thin pendulum, Lao Tzu will punish him for sweeping the toilet for a year, a fairy board. "Huang Li is demanding.

Remembering the warm scene when the Foreign Legion returned to Paris from Reims, the citizens of Paris greeted them, Huang Li's heart was hot.

In Paris, no matter how popular the Chinese are, even if some of them have chosen to become French citizens, the Chinese always feel out of place in that bustling city.

It's not my home, but everyone knows it.

Now, they are finally about to accept the enthusiasm from their compatriots, which makes Huang Li feel excited.

"Get up early, I've been waiting for you on the deck for a long time, just waiting for you, the regiment commander, to give a lecture." Wu Qing smiled.

"It's not early to say that it's an immortal." Huang Li picked up his gloves from the table, turned around and strode towards the deck.

On the deck, groups of warriors were chatting, no matter which direction they were in, their eyes could not take their eyes off the dark continent in the distance, where there was their haunting home.

"Squad leader, can I ask for leave to go home when I go back? I heard that there was a fight going on at my house, and I wanted to go back and see it. A young soldier asked the equally young squad leader next to him.

They were all soldiers who had just arrived in Paris last year, and if it was the year before that, most of them were already officers by now, and they could be mixed into sergeant majors at the very least.

"It's all fighting, you have a fart to go back by yourself? Is your family still in your hometown? Didn't you say let immigrants Lanfang? The squad leader suddenly had a headache, and a series of questions smashed over.

"It's moved, it's all moved, but it's just ......," the young soldier squirmed.

"What, what? The good ones are still in their hometown, aren't they? Write an application, immigrate to Lanfang together, where is it bad to give a house and land? "The class is happy.

"It's hard to write, and her family still doesn't agree with it." The young soldier was worried.

"An immortal, not a little gentleman, when you get to Tianjin Wei, Lao Tzu will go home with you to propose marriage, and the turtle son dares to stop it, and Lao Tzu will pinch out his eggs." Huang Li's voice came from behind him, although his words were rude, but it gave people infinite confidence.

"Really? Don't fool me, Commander. A look of surprise erupted in the soldier's eyes, and he exclaimed, ignoring etiquette.

"Cut, when did our head of the regiment ever cheat someone? If you're an immortal, won't you be able to speak? Before Huang Li could answer, the squad leader on the side scolded and praised him.

Uh-huh, that's a promising one.

"Hehe, your kid went to France late, if you go a year earlier, it would be nice to marry a foreign daughter-in-law like our head of the group," the squad leader continued.

"No, no, my dad will beat me to death when he comes home." The soldier's face was full of horror.

Not every Chinese can accept that their son can find a foreign daughter-in-law, if they know Chinese, it's fine, if not, do they rely on comparisons to communicate every day?

Fortunately, Huang Li and his old man don't have to worry about this problem, Huang Li has been teaching his wife to learn Chinese for the past two years, and now his wife has learned Chinese well, and the basic communication is still no problem.

"Hahaha...... You are wrong, our army commander said, marry a foreign daughter-in-law, have a large body skeleton, and be able to give birth. If you kid has the ability, after marrying a foreign daughter-in-law, and then marrying the good one in your family, when the time comes, a group of little guys will be born around your old man shouting 'grandpa', and your old man can still have the heart to beat you? Huang Li thought about it.

Huang Li did this, he didn't let his wife come back with him this time, he just got the idea, when his wife gave birth to a child, it would be equivalent to raw rice and cooked rice, and then his old man was rare and his grandson was too late, how could he care about his unlucky son.

The old people are all relatives of the next generation.

While he was talking, a small steamer came up in front of him, and Tianjin Port arrived.

"Queue, queue...... No, stand on the slope, stand on the slope, stand up straight for Lao Tzu......" Huang Li shouted, even if he was used to seeing life and death, he couldn't help but be excited at this time.

The nostalgia is even more timid.

The soldiers quickly separated, and according to the rules of the exercise, they all ran to their respective positions and stood up.

Strictly speaking, the soldiers who returned to the Republic of China have left the Foreign Legion, but they have not prepared their military uniforms, Qin Zhiyuan definitely can't look down on the military uniform style that is popular in China now, but it takes time to design a new military uniform, and Qin Zhiyuan is not willing to fake it.

So the soldiers were still wearing the uniforms of the Foreign Legionnaires.

The fighters also stand in a distinctive posture that resembles a "straddle" posture in which their arms are lowered and their middle fingers are pressed against the seams of their trousers, with their feet shoulder-width apart, their hands behind their backs, and their left hand holding their right wrist.

Compared with standing upright, this posture is less serious and more conducive to the relaxation of soldiers.

After all, the soldiers are not the navy, but the army, and it is not easy to maintain an upright posture on the rough sea.

If anyone who is not angry is stunned by the ship, then he will pretend to be forced and become a laughing stock.

Tianjin Port is the gateway to Gyeonggi and the most important port in the north of the Republic of China.

But it is not quite the same as Huang Li and Wu Qing imagined, there are no lights in the port, there are no flowers and beauties, and even the merchant ships waiting to be unloaded in front of them have no sense of courtesy.

"This ......" This situation and this scene, Huang Li couldn't help but be dumbfounded, he had imagined many scenes, but he had never imagined this kind of coldness.

"Old Wu, go and see if the dispatcher forgot to send the report." Huang Li had a faint bad feeling in his heart, but he still imagined it on the bright side.

"Impossible, I sent it personally, why didn't I send it?" Wu Qing was also dumbfounded.

Since the telegram was sent, then it was the officials who were deliberately negligent.

Huang Li's fiery heart cooled instantly.

(To be continued.) )