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Capturing a submarine with a grenade sounds ridiculous, but it is not an exaggeration at all.

In World War II, there was an even more bizarre example, when the sailors of the US destroyer USS Obennine once used potatoes to sink a Japanese submarine.

But for the soldiers of the 1st Brigade, it was undoubtedly a new experience, so much so that when the Boulder docked, the soldiers were still talking about it with great interest.

"Tell the brothers to be careful, don't get so excited, just treat this as if this is an enemy-occupied area, and don't be careless." Qin Zhiyuan had read the information from Winnington before and had some understanding of the situation on Corsica.

At present, the inhabitants of Corsica are divided into three factions: one group wants peace, which makes up one-fifth of the total population; The other faction demanded independence, numbering two-fifths of the population; The rest are centrists, who have no political aspirations and just want to live in peace.

But in this troubled world, there is a safe and stable life.

Qin Zhiyuan came to break their peaceful life, this kind of thing, the French have been doing it all over the world for hundreds of years, and they did it once in the Far East half a century ago.

Corsica has two cities, one in the south and one in the north, and it is an exaggeration to say that it is a city, and it is more appropriate to call it a "town". Ajaccio to the south and Bastia to the north. There were only four or five thousand people in both cities, and a smaller half lived in mainland France, and only two or three thousand remained in the cities, and if you changed to the Far East, the slightly larger villages would have more people than them.

There are five or six thousand people in the full fight. However, they occupy more than 8,000 square kilometers of land, which shows that it is really unfair for them to occupy such a large living space compared to the densely populated Far East.

When he went ashore, Qin Zhiyuan noticed that the dock was empty, and even the streets in Ajaccio City were empty. Standing on the boat and looking at the past, the gray mountains and forests are mixed with red and white houses, which is very beautiful, but unfortunately it is as empty as a dead city. There is not a bit of popularity.

However, Qin Zhiyuan knew that maybe behind those doors and windows, there were a pair of hidden eyes, secretly peeping here, looking at this strange army, looking at these strange Orientals.

"It seems that you are not very welcome here." Jeffrey shook his head again and again, expressing his disapproval of Qin Zhiyuan's trip.

"Who knows, it would have been much better if we hadn't carried a rifle on our backs, but with flowers and cheese. It's a pity that the old men in Paris only gave me a rifle. "It doesn't matter, Qin Zhiyuan has long been mentally prepared to be given a cold reception.

"Man, I'm just going to send you here, good luck." Jeffrey stretched out his hand to Qin Zhiyuan.

"Good luck too. Do you want to leave you two boxes of grenades? "Qin Zhiyuan is kind-hearted.

"Oh God, shut your crow's mouth, I don't want to run into those black fish again." Jeffrey complained loudly at Qin Zhiyuan.

The submarine that Qin Zhiyuan had captured had been handed over to the French. The Boulder was a large ship equipped with radio equipment that could be used to call the French Navy. When it was seen that several civilian ships actually captured a submarine. The navy was extremely surprised, but when they knew that Qin Zhiyuan was on the ship, this surprise became a matter of course.

During this period, the news campaign has already borne fruit.

Qin Zhiyuan jumped on the dock and stepped on the ground under his feet twice, feeling this steadfastness and heaviness. Compared with floating on the sea on a ship, Qin Zhiyuan still likes the feeling of stepping on the earth.

The wharf was full of soldiers of the 1st Brigade, who were forming a company as a unit, and various orders were coming and going, and the voices of the soldiers were neat and loud, showing a good state of mind. The supplies on the ship are being unloaded down, hills are piled up on the docks, there are not only ammunition, but also all kinds of food, everything from cans to tents, the quartermaster is counting the supplies, the first brigade will not be replenished for half a month, it must be used in a planned way.

When I saw that there were boxes unloading down, there was finally movement in the city, first one or two people tentatively came out of the house, then a dozen, and finally a thousand people came out, and they circled around the cordon drawn by the First Brigade, and maybe the whole city was here.

When the inhabitants of Corsica are seen, although the longing can be seen in their eyes, the soldiers of the 1st Brigade do not overflow with love.

They are here to suppress the rebellion, not to do charity. This point, before leaving, Qin Zhiyuan emphasized it very clearly.

"Can I ask you, are you the French army?" said an old man in a neat coat, his beard and hair were all white, and he looked quite prestigious.

"Yes, we are the 1st Brigade of the Foreign Legion." It has been more than half a year since I arrived in France, and the soldiers know a few words of French.

"I would venture to ask, what nationality are you? Indochina? Or is it Japanese? "The old man is polite.

"No, we are Chinese, we are all Chinese." The fighters are proud.

"Chinese!" The old man's attitude suddenly became arrogant, and his eyes changed from mildness to contempt: "I have been to your country, and when I was very young, I still remember that although your women are very ugly, the texture of their skin is very good. ”

It was probably more than 50 years ago, so this old guy probably participated in the British and French coalition armies, and it was these people who did the burning of the Old Summer Palace.

"Chinese? Damn it, aren't those Chinese with ugly braids? ”

"How can there be yellow-skinned monkeys in the Foreign Legion?"

"It's a shame to let the Foreign Legion go to Corsica!"

"Get rid of them!"

"Go back to your hometown, you're not welcome here."

"Leave your stuff behind before you fuck off!"

The crowd of onlookers who did not know the truth shouted one after another.

The Chinese workers don't know much about what happened half a century ago, but it can be seen from the choice of words and attitudes of the people around them that they are hostile.

So the soldier clenched his rifle and prepared for the accident.

"Get out of Corsica!"

"Where you stand, the place where the great Napoleon was born."

"You're not welcome here!"

There was a constant shouting and scolding, and some of the more fiery ones had already picked up the stones on the ground and threw them over.

How to deal with this situation?

If they were dealing with German soldiers, they would have obeyed their knee-jerk reactions, but now they were faced with unarmed civilians, including a large number of women and children, and the soldiers were at a loss as to how to fight back.

Soon, some of the unprepared fighters were hit in the head by stones, and they were bleeding profusely.

The military doctor was immediately dispatched, and a female nurse from France followed with a medicine box to save people, but the white military uniform attracted more stones.

"!"

"You prostitute!"

"Stoning this who doesn't know how to love himself!"

More stones flew over, accompanied by filthy invective.

"You've gone too far!" The nurse screamed and tried to protect the wounded soldier with her body, and soon she was also hit by the stone.

Unlike the Warrior who wears a steel helmet, the Nurse wears a floppy hat and has no defenses against rocks. At the moment when she was hit by a stone, the blonde looked like a petite female nurse who was French, and the blonde hair was almost instantly soaked with blood gushing out.

It's too much!

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful! (To be continued.) )