Qin Zhiyuan's rule had not yet reached the point where it forbade everyone to breathe, but it was much harsher than the laissez-faire local government of Ajaccio.

In order to shut up Hubert, Qin Zhiyuan took Hubert and Eric to the wounded barracks.

The buildings in the castle complex have not yet been cleaned, and even if they are cleaned, they must be disinfected before they can be moved in.

The wounded battalion was set up in a tent on the playground and consisted of four wounded soldiers, three soldiers, and one nurse.

All four were stoned, and the soldiers were unloading their ships and loading their vehicles when they were attacked. Because of their motivation and the lack of defense in French territory, the soldiers took off their steel helmets and overcoats, and three soldiers were injured when they were attacked.

Then the nurse was French, and she was smashed while protecting the wounded.

In fact, if it weren't for the nurse's injury, Qin Zhiyuan might have relented, and it was precisely because the female nurse was smashed that Qin Zhiyuan's murderous intent was aroused.

"Look at it, look at the good things those people have done." Qin Zhiyuan took the lead in entering the tent where the wounded soldiers were waiting.

Mao 18 took two military doctors and four nurses to care for these wounded soldiers, and when he saw Qin Zhiyuan coming, Mao 18 greeted him and saluted.

"How's they doing?" Qin Zhiyuan cares.

"It's basically stable, Cartier's condition is worse, she's still in a coma, she hasn't woken up, and if she does, I'm afraid she'll have sequelae." Mao Eighteen's voice was low.

Cartier was the injured nurse, who was a direct subordinate of Mao Eighteen, and Mao Eighteen was very sad, so he looked at Hubert and Eric with a rather unkind gaze.

On the first hospital bed lay a young soldier with a bandage on his head. Blood soaked from the bandages, and there were small wounds on his face that had been cut by stones, and the flesh was rolled up, and he looked shocking.

His surname is Zhang, he comes from the countryside of the Far East, and he is just 19 years old this year. Thousands of miles to France to help you resist the German invasion. He fought bravely in Kapi, fighting on the front line from the first day of his arrival in Kapi, for three months, he personally killed at least 15 German soldiers, never flinched, never wounded, was a recipient of the Legion of Honor, but unexpectedly, he fell on the dock in Corsica. Whose fault is it for falling under the stones thrown by the French whom he protects? Qin Zhiyuan screamed.

The soldier was conscious, and when he saw Qin Zhiyuan coming, he struggled to get up and salute Qin Zhiyuan, but was firmly pressed on the bed by the nurse next to him. The warrior didn't hide it, looking at Eric and Hubert with hatred in their eyes, and if possible, he wanted to jump up and beat the four guys. If it is an honest fight, it is not impossible to fight four at a time.

"It's a pity!" Eric looked guilty.

"......" Hubert's lips squirmed a few times. But there is nothing to say, and if it is so, it will be self-defeating to defend it.

"Oh God!"

"The Father is above!"

Two other Corsicans are in confession.

Chen, a 25-year-old family with a wife and three minor children, is struggling to survive on his meager salary. Since arriving in France. He did not smoke or drink, saved all his salary and sent it back to the Far East, hoping only that his wife and children would live happily and well. He fought bravely in Kapi, advancing 25 kilometers in one night during the assault on El Kubel, taking part in three successive battles and capturing six German soldiers with his own hands. The same recipient of the Medal of Honor, he was wounded again before he could recover from the wounds he sustained in battle. The last time he was wounded, it was a medal that belonged to a warrior, and this time he was wounded, it would be a shame for some people. Qin Zhiyuan continued to introduce.

The soldiers of the First Brigade, Qin Zhiyuan knew almost everyone, and Qin Zhiyuan knew the situation of the soldiers.

The soldier was seriously wounded, not only in the head, but also in a bandage on his chest, which was a wound from the last battle, more than a month had passed, but the wound had not yet healed.

The old wounds have not gone, and new marks have been added.

The soldier didn't try to get up, raised his hand tremblingly, and saluted Qin Zhiyuan on the hospital bed with a non-standard military salute. Qin Zhiyuan straightened his collar, was wearing a steel helmet, moved half a step sideways, stood directly opposite the soldier, and returned the salute with dignity and meticulousness.

"I'm sorry......" Eric had nothing to say.

"......" Hubert finally had a trace of guilt on his face.

"It shouldn't be like this."

"The warrior should fall on the battlefield."

Two other Corsicans also apologized.

"And him, his surname is Wang, and he is 22 years old. In case you don't know, Wang came to France and took care of a Frenchman in Capi, who was a French soldier who had died at the beginning of the war, leaving behind a helpless wife and two minor children, and it was he who helped the family, not only to take care of the two children, but also to take care of the old mother of the fallen French soldier. But such a loving man also fell under the stones of those mobs. Is the king brutal? I don't think so! Qin Zhiyuan walked to the third soldier's bedside.

Situations like Wang's are not uncommon in the 1st Brigade. From Capi to Paris, more than 100 French women have become dewy couples with the soldiers of the First Brigade, and many of them have offered to be officially married. Qin Zhiyuan here, Hu Weide, and even the French Ministry of Civil Affairs have received many similar applications, but there are no similar transnational marriage regulations in France, Qin Zhiyuan is asking the old Renault to help coordinate, and I believe that relevant regulations will be introduced soon.

"God, what the hell is going on......" Eric was stunned.

"This ......" Hubert closed his eyes in pain, perhaps in his heart that heaven and man were at war.

"I'm sorry this happened."

"It shouldn't be."

The other two Corsicans also had anguished expressions, not knowing what to do about what had happened on the docks. From the Corsican side, they should hate the 1st Brigade, but from the side of the French, they should feel guilty.

Perhaps it is this entanglement of inaccurate positioning that has led the Corsicans to an extremely awkward position in France.

For the sake of freedom, the Corsicans wanted to be self-governing, but at the same time they could not do without subsidies from the French government, without which they would not be able to secure even a basic subsistence. But the fact that Corsica is isolated from the outside world does not have too strong centripetal force towards France.

This group of people is the standard baby is wronged, the baby beeps every day, but the baby just doesn't change.

And she, Cartier, the real Frenchman, the angel in white who saved the wounded on the battlefield, the goddess of the lantern who spared no effort to take care of the wounded, she was actually insulted even more. I would like to ask, is Cartier a weak person compared to those thugs with stones in hand? Should Cartier be given preferential treatment? But what did she get? She is still unconscious now, and may even have serious sequelae in the future, whose fault is this? Qin Zhiyuan asked like a cannon.

“……”

There was no answer, and the four Corsicans were speechless, their faces flushed like the brightest of wines, and they just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

(To be continued.) )