The train goes all the way to the north, except for adding coal and water, and does not stop along the way. Even if they stop at the station, the workers on the train are not allowed to get off.

Passing through Lyon, passing through Auxerre, in the evening, the train arrives at the Paris train station.

At the Paris railway station, the laborers transferred to a wagon and continued their journey north. Now there are no tables and chairs in the carriage, so he can only sit on the ground, or sit on the various wooden boxes loaded in the carriage, Qin Zhiyuan recognizes the French on the wooden boxes, and he transports cannonballs in this carriage.

In other words, Qin Zhiyuan was sent to the front line while sitting on a shell.

Combined with the direction of the train and the current time, Qin Zhiyuan had already guessed the destination of the laborers, Amiens.

In the Somme region, about 50 kilometers east of Amiens, Britain, France, and Germany committed more than 150 divisions in the First World War, or the largest battle in human history, with the largest casualties. Historically known as the "Battle of the Somme".

When the train arrived in Amiens, the laborers split into two, one remaining at the Amiens railway station to load and unload supplies, and the other continuing east.

Unfortunately, the six people in cabin 106 were divided into the team that went east, and Qin Zhiyuan was also among them.

As the closest city to the front, Amiens had become the stronghold of the British and French armies, and the pre-war square of the Amiens railway station was filled with British and French soldiers in military uniforms. Wearing a high hat or helmet, and wearing a blue or yellow military uniform, are French. Wearing a wide-brimmed hat or a boat-shaped helmet, and wearing a khaki or gray military uniform, it is easy to distinguish between the British.

There are also mountains of ammunition boxes in the square, covered with canvas with camouflage. All the houses near the train station have been requisitioned, and they are full of wounded soldiers who have returned from the front line and are waiting to be transported, but even then they cannot all be accommodated, and many of them have to stay in the open squares in poor conditions, wailing all day long for death or empty seats on the trains.

These are not things that Qin Zhiyuan is worried about, Qin Zhiyuan and the others have now boarded the car carrying ammunition supplies and rushed to the front line with the convoy.

The road was full of troops rushing to the front line, one after another, like ants, silently moving forward. They have only one direction, to the east, to the east, and to the east.

Most of the oncoming troops were wounded soldiers who were able to walk independently, some with their heads covered, some with their arms wrapped, and some with crutches made of tree branches, making their way in the direction of Amiens step by step.

Perhaps it was an illusion, Qin Zhiyuan couldn't see from the faces of these wounded soldiers that the grief of losing a limb was either numb, or finally relieved, for them, the war was over.

"Brother, you said that this foreigner is so stupid, if there is a car for us to sit in, they don't have to walk if they sit in the car." Gao Hongshi, who has a detached personality, pouts and despises the rigidity of the French.

"Come on, they don't take the car, naturally there is a reason not to take the car, don't you feel that it's a good thing to take the car, do you know what we're doing under our butts?" Qin Zhiyuan looked at Gao Hongshi and shook his head cutely, before giving an answer: "Cannonballs, all we sit under our buttocks are cannonballs, as long as one cannonball flies over, all of us will finish playing." ”

"Damn, then let's go down and walk, okay?" Gao Hongshi touched the wooden box under his buttocks, and suddenly jumped up and shouted.

"Don't worry, there's time for you to go." Qin Zhiyuan looked at the potholed road surface and sighed faintly.

After leaving Amiens, the road conditions are extremely bad, there is no road at all, and even the original road has been run over by passing cars, the road is full of ruts more than one foot and two feet deep, and sometimes there are even two or three meters of craters in the middle of the road, and the speed of the vehicles is not as fast as walking.

The further east it went, the worse the road conditions became, and finally, in front of a bomb crater from heavy artillery, the convoy stopped.

"Come down, come down, all down, guys, you're alive, fill in this crater first, and then we'll hit the road again." A French soldier with the rank of sergeant came to inform.

"Brother, what is this foreign devil talking about?" With Gao Hongshi's French level, he can't communicate with people in an aria-like spoken language.

"Get out of the car, there's work to do." Qin Zhiyuan took off his backpack and jumped out of the carriage with a shovel that had been issued in Amiens.

……

When Qin Zhiyuan and the others arrived at the crater, dozens of laborers had already begun to work, and a French officer with the rank of second lieutenant was carrying a whip to supervise the work beside him, although he did not whip people with a whip, his mouth was constantly scolding: "Damn, hurry up, damn Germans, damn broken roads, damn Ministry of Communications, damn monkeys, hurry up and fill this damn crater for me." ”

"Hey! Watch your attitude, Mr. Ensign. Qin Zhiyuan couldn't hear the word monkey, as long as he heard someone scolding Huagong for being a monkey, Qin Zhiyuan wanted to grab a handful of soil from the ground and stuff it into that person's mouth.

"Aha, here comes another group, very good, this gentleman who can understand people, tell your buddies to move quickly, or I'll let them taste my whip." The second lieutenant did not restrain in the slightest, but intensified it a little.

"Watch your words, Mr. Ensign, and I warn you again." Qin Zhiyuan came to the second lieutenant with a shovel and threw the shovel in his hand on the ground.

Qin Zhiyuan's hand is very strong, and the shovel is also very sharp, and most of the shovel surface is submerged in the soil, which fully demonstrates Qin Zhiyuan's anger.

"What do you want to do? Are you going to disobey military orders? The second lieutenant took a step back, vigilantly pressed the holster on his waist, and with a wave of the whip in his hand, a dozen French soldiers armed with rifles surrounded him.

"We're not soldiers, don't order us with your damn orders." Qin Zhiyuan was unconscious, and his steps were firmly approaching the second lieutenant; "Also, you can order us to do what we have to do, and we won't be passive, but please correct your attitude and don't insult us with insulting words, that will not make you noble, but will only dim the military insignia on your hat, understand, sir?"

Qin Zhiyuan was not afraid at all, not because the surrounding laborers were also surrounded, but because he was sure that the French second lieutenant in front of him would not dare to shoot.

Europe needs a new force, that's the consensus of all Europeans. The Beiyang government sent laborers to Europe, which was realized by Britain and France at great expense. If there were large-scale casualties among Chinese workers at the beginning, a small ensign might not be able to afford the consequences.

"What do you want to do? Inciting your companions to strike? Have you thought about the consequences of your actions? Now that it is the time of war, I have the right to execute you directly without a court trial, and your country will not hold me accountable for this, do you want to challenge my patience? The second lieutenant pulled out the revolver on his waist, and then pressed it against Qin Zhiyuan's chest: "Go to work, damn monkey, fill that damn crater for me, if you can't do it, I'll shoot you all, and then throw it into that crater to fill it, do you understand what I mean?" Now, immediately, immediately! ”

From the eyes of this second lieutenant, Qin Zhiyuan saw the impulse caused by shame, and saw the madness after being provoked, maybe in the next moment, the second lieutenant would pull the trigger.

According to the laws of wartime, if Qin Zhiyuan is killed, the second lieutenant is indeed not responsible.

When he first arrived in France, Qin Zhiyuan encountered the biggest crisis since he came to this era.

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