After Qin Zhiyuan walked out of Foch's office, Michele walked to Foch's table and sat down, took a sip of coffee and shook his head: "What a lucky guy, how old is he this year?" 20 years old? Knight of the Grand Cross, my goodness! ”

"He was really lucky, luckier than all of us, I was at his age, having just graduated from a technical college and was working hard to get into an artillery school. Look at him, now a colonel, a recipient of the Grand Cross, what a ......" Foch shook his head and sat down behind his desk, resting his elbows on the table, his fingers pressed against each other in a pyramid shape, fully showing that he was a man with a strong desire to control.

"His troops are a little out of specification, I just got six 75mm guns from Kapi some time ago, and I'm going to punish that quartermaster." Although it is inevitable that there will be a lot of trouble within the army, Michele is ready to make an example of the monkey this time.

"There's no need, let him get what he wants, see what he can do." Foch was very optimistic about Qin Zhiyuan, perhaps this was the reason why he strongly advocated awarding Qin Zhiyuan the Grand Cross: "You know, now we need troops, we need a large number of troops, we need more troops to defeat the Germans and defend France." We are not British, we do not have the manpower support of India, and in the Far East, the Chinese, under pressure from the Germans, do not dare to send troops, but can only send laborers. So, to give Qin the greatest freedom, let's see what he is capable of, whether he deserves his name or not. ”

"Just by his laborers? I don't think it's decisive, the Chinese are an illiterate, barbarian bunch compared to the more educated French, and I think it's their bodhisattva blessing that they can learn to use rifles. "Mischeret is very biased towards the Oriental, which also represents the mainstream consciousness in France.

"No, no, no, your intelligence is already behind, look at this." Foch picked up a document from the table and placed it in front of Michelet, and after Michelet opened it, Foch continued: "This is a progress report from Lieutenant Capidinar, who is helping the 6th Regiment with several officers to carry out training. You should note that in just a week, the Chinese were able to skillfully operate heavy machine guns for shooting, and were able to disassemble weapons for maintenance, and their shooters had excellent physical strength and were able to better control machine guns to shoot at distant targets. And their artillery, look at the summary of the dinar, the Chinese have a natural sensitivity to numbers, it only took a week, their artillery has begun to contact ranging, under the same conditions, their progress is twice as high as that of the French artillery, and a 75-mm field gun, weighing close to 1200 kg, if it is French, it takes 20 people to move her, and the Chinese, they can do it with only 10 people or less, they are born soldiers. ”

"Uh......" Michele flipped through the documents in his hand several times, and even looked at the last signature of the document for a long time, then shook his head in disbelief: "It's unbelievable, their riflemen's shooting results can reach good standards, and even a considerable number of people can achieve excellent or even outstanding." Their physical fitness was astonishing, with a 5,000-meter run on par with the French, and a short sprint was even better, and Lieutenant Dinar said in the report that he believed the Chinese were not giving it their all. Seeing this document, I became more and more interested in the Chinese. ”

Michele picked up the coffee on the table, feeling that it was already cold, so he called the secretary to refill the cup.

"Yes, you should be interested, I have a hunch that Qin will play an increasingly important role, perhaps, Qin will create a miracle." Foch said with a smile, with a scheming face.

"That's right, I've heard that in Kapi, a lot of people call him 'Angel', and it seems that he is very likable." Mishelai's figure is a little fat, his face is a little bloated, and he is a little glossy, he hates Qin Zhiyuan's kind of person who is more handsome than him.

"Your news is lagging behind again, Mr. Ryder Auerbach has gone to the Vatican a few days ago, presumably to report this matter, and now there are rumors that this 'Angel' Mr. may be awarded the Grand Cross of the Order of the Knights Hospitaller." As the commander-in-chief of Army Group North, Foch's news is indeed better than that of Michele, who is the commander of the Tenth Army.

"What does His Excellency the Pope want to do? Restore the glory of the three knights? It's not the Middle Ages now, it's impossible. Mishelet shook her head and sighed, as a Catholic, Mishelet felt sorry for the three knights.

"You don't understand, even if you can't restore the glory of the three major knights, it's important to be able to consolidate the legitimacy." Foch Gujing did not wave, as if what he said had nothing to do with him.

Christianity, in a broad sense, as long as those who believe in Jesus, are Christianity, and Christianity is divided into many schools, such as Catholicism, Orthodoxy, Protestantism, and so on. In a narrow sense, Christianity refers to Protestantism, that is, the sects that emerged after the "religious indigenization" movement in various European countries. Although these denominations all believe in Jesus, they are very much at odds with each other. For example, in another time and space, "Qin", Christianity within Qin is not recognized by the Vatican, and of course, Christianity in Qin does not recognize the suzerainty of the Vatican.

It's just that confused.

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As soon as he walked out of Foch's office, Qin Zhiyuan saw Gao Hongshi and Huang Fugui waiting in the corridor. As soon as the two of them saw Qin Zhiyuan, they let out a sigh of relief to greet them.

Qin Zhiyuan motioned for them not to say much, and then asked the beautiful secretary who was leading the way with a smile: "I want to visit Colonel Bruno Garcia, can you tell me where he works?" ”

"Of course, Mr. Colonel." The secretary is smiling like a flower, this is not a deliberate seduction, French women are always full of amorous.

"Thank you very much." Qin Zhiyuan, who wore the rank of colonel and a big cross ribbon, had enough capital to be cool.

This is the headquarters of the Northern Army Group, there are a lot of people who come and go in a hurry, seeing Qin Zhiyuan wearing a ribbon, it is inevitable that some people will take a few more looks, envy, admiration, ridicule, contempt, all kinds of eyes. This made Qin Zhiyuan, who was used to walking in the dark, feel very uncomfortable.

"You can take him off." Perhaps seeing Qin Zhiyuan's discomfort, the secretary reminded him softly.

"Thank you very much." Qin Zhiyuan thanked him again, and then put away the ribbon medal on his body and put it in the box. Compared with the politeness just now, this time the thank you is a little more sincere.

"Do you have anything to do with Mr. Bruno?" Perhaps seeing Qin Zhiyuan's goodwill, the secretary rarely asked more.

This is already a broken ring, in the position of secretary, the most important thing is to see more and talk less. Of course, it was wartime, and the requirements were not so strict, and Foch himself had more than a dozen secretaries, and there would always be a few of them.

"Make sure our clothing, you know, the current military uniform is worn on your beautiful ladies, it really fits, it is beautiful and generous, it fully shows the beautiful figure of women and the upright temperament. But wearing it on me, I feel like a chicken. "If you stay in France for a long time, you will inevitably get a flamboyant tongue.

In France, describing a man as a "chicken" is really not a curse, the national symbol of the family is the chicken, and the status is similar to the national bird.