Expedition to Europe

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When faced with difficulties, some people will retreat, and some people will rise up.

Qin Zhiyuan is the one who will rise up.

The cause of the incident is very simple. Verdun is not a big place, nor a small place. The 110-kilometer-long battle line seems wide, but throwing in 1.14 million French people suddenly feels very crowded. If you add various civilians and local residents, the population density is comparable to that of a first-tier city in another time and space. It is simply too crowded.

So many people eat, drink, defecate, urinate, and sleep in this place, and bumps and bruises are inevitable. The French are better. They have food and drink here, and they are considered garrison troops. The first brigade is not good. They have just arrived in this place and are unfamiliar with the place. They are considered guest troops. They have to take care of food, drink, defecate, urinate, and even keep warm. You can imagine how busy they are.

The soldiers of the First Brigade went to find fuel, and inevitably had to run to the vicinity of Fort Douaumont. The soldiers of the 45th Division stationed in the fort had nothing to do after eating and drinking. Seeing the soldiers of the First Brigade collecting firewood all over the mountains, they inevitably felt superior. In addition, the two sides had long-standing grudges, so they were relatively restrained by not fighting.

When Qin Zhiyuan arrived, more than a hundred soldiers of the First Brigade were surrounded by three or four hundred Frenchmen. The soldiers of the First Brigade formed a small circle with their backs to each other, and in the middle were five or six wounded soldiers with bruises and swollen faces.

It seems that they still fought.

Seeing the large group of troops from the First Brigade coming, the French were still unwilling to give in, blocking the road and refusing to give way, shouting and yelling.

"This is French land, it's not your turn to run wild."

"Let your angel come over, otherwise you can't go back."

"A bunch of barbarians!"

"Yellow monkeys!"

Qin Zhiyuan could have been restrained, but the moment he heard "yellow monkeys", Qin Zhiyuan's anger exploded.

"Go ahead! Beat those who block the road!"

Qin Zhiyuan still retained a trace of rationality and did not order the soldiers to use their guns.

Chen Kangjian was waiting for this. Hearing Qin Zhiyuan's order, Chen Kangjian grinned and kicked the French soldier who shouted the loudest.

There is a saying: What kind of general you have, what kind of soldiers you have.

Seeing Chen Kangjian take action, the soldiers rushed up and surrounded the French and beat them violently.

What is "adults beating children"? The Chinese beat the French.

The French are actually tall and strong, and their body size can also be ranked in Europe, but if it really comes to a fistfight, the French are really no match for the Chinese.

What can Westerners say? They are used to using various weapons and have never paid much attention to personal combat skills. Russians are considered good fighters in Europe, but in the Battle of Zhanggufeng, the casualty ratio between Russians and Japanese in bayonet fighting was 28:1. In other words, when fighting with bayonets, for every 28 Russians who died, only one Japanese died. This number fully demonstrates the ability of Europeans in bayonet fighting.

Strictly speaking, the Chinese use cold weapons better than the Japanese. The 29th Army's broadsword team during the Anti-Japanese War was a representative of cold weapons.

With this analogy, we can know where the French's combat skills are compared with the Chinese.

Chopping melons and vegetables!

It's that simple.

When the soldiers of the First Brigade first rushed up, the French were very enthusiastic.

"Dare to fight?"

"You really don't know how to live or die!"

"Beat them until they scream for their mothers!"

The French shouted one after another, but when they really fought, it was the French who screamed for their mothers.

Chinese people are flexible and have rich fighting skills. There is a saying in Chinese martial arts, "Hands are two doors, and legs are used to hit people", and there is another saying that "one elbow beats three punches", while Western martial arts are mostly boxing, with few kicks, and even fewer techniques using elbows and knees. In this way, the French do not have any advantage.

Chinese people fight very insidiously, especially the gang under Hu Tingfeng. They can obviously defeat the enemy with one move, but they don't. They just hit the French hard to defend again and again, neither letting you fall to the ground nor making you unable to fight back. You can only hold your head with both hands and retreat again and again, hoping that your companions will come to help.

Who has the time? You can't even get beaten up, and you are really powerless to help.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, 20 to 30 Frenchmen were knocked down. Then, as more and more people joined the fight, more and more Frenchmen were knocked down. Almost all over the mountains and plains, Chinese were chasing and beating the Frenchmen. Even if there were one or two Frenchmen with outstanding skills who could fight the Chinese for two or three rounds, a group of Chinese would immediately surround them and pin them to the ground and beat them up.

It was really miserable...

Bang!

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Just when the soldiers felt that their bodies had just started to move, a gunshot suddenly broke out, and then everyone was stunned on the spot.

It was normal for soldiers to fight, but there was a bottom line that neither side could cross.

That is, no one should die. If someone died, it would immediately be a big event, and no one could afford it.

"Damn it, who is shooting?" Qin Zhiyuan cursed.

In fact, Qin Zhiyuan had seen Bradris a long time ago, but Qin Zhiyuan pretended not to see it. Anyway, the people of the First Brigade would not suffer any loss, so they would fight if they wanted to. Who was afraid of whom?

"Qin, what are you doing?" Bradris came angrily and yelled at Qin Zhiyuan.

"Bradris, what are you doing? Look at what your people have done!" Qin Zhiyuan was not to be outdone and yelled back with a louder voice than Bradris.

In the middle of the fighting field, there were five or six soldiers from the First Brigade with bruised faces and noses. They were the first ones to be injured.

"If there is a problem, can't you ask me to solve it? Look at your behavior, how can you be like a soldier?" Bradris was almost pissed off by Qin Zhiyuan.

Only five or six people from the First Brigade were injured, but nearly a hundred people from the 45th Division were lying on the ground groaning, and there were more people with bruised faces and noses who could barely stand, looking much more miserable than the people from the First Brigade.

"Hmph, I don't look like a soldier? Well, what about you? We came to France from afar to help you fight the Germans, but what happened? You are stationed in a fortress, and we live in tents. You are full and come out to laugh at us, and we travel a long way to have a hot meal, but we don't even have the damn fuel! My children came out to find fuel, but they were laughed at by your people! They were even detained by your people! Is this your demeanor? Is this your way of hospitality? If I am not a soldier, then what are you? If you have the guts, go and drive the Germans back to Berlin, don't hold me back here." Qin Zhiyuan was furious, and he kept scolding Bradlis, making him look confused.

"You are making up excuses, I will sue you, and you will get the punishment you deserve." Bradlis hesitated for a long time before squeezing out this sentence.

"Accusation? Good! I'm here, waiting for you to accuse! If you are brave enough, go back and organize your army, and we will really fight with real guns to see who is the woman." Qin Zhiyuan despised.

After Qin Zhiyuan finished speaking, he did not move, and the soldiers who followed Qin Zhiyuan pulled the bolts and loaded the bullets.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter..."

The sound of pulling the bolts sounded like hell's requiem to Bradleys' ears.

Is this a mutiny?