Expedition to Europe

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At noon that day, a table was placed at the entrance of the Sixth Regiment camp. On the big sign next to the table were three big characters "Recruitment Office". Huang Fugui, dressed in military uniform, sat behind the table. He was really a monkey in a human costume.

"Sir, what are you doing?" A Chinese worker in labor uniform came over and asked bravely.

"Recruitment, we are the Sixth Regiment of the French Foreign Legion, which is our Chinese workers' unit, helping the French fight." Huang Fugui saw someone coming to ask, and immediately became excited and talked nonstop: "See, the clothes we wear, the military helmets on our heads, the cowhide belts around our waists, and the big leather shoes on our feet are no different from those of foreigners. Whatever foreigners have, we have everything, and we don't need anything. We can't give them inferior ones. We don't want inferior ones, we have to change them to good ones."

"Hiss... So good?"

"It sounds really good!"

"What are the conditions?"

Some people were tempted by it.

"Become a soldier? I won't do it if I don't want to."

"You have to fight to the death."

"That's right. Look at that group of people last night. They were so miserable."

Some people discarded him like a worn-out shoe.

"There are more benefits. If you join our Sixth Regiment, you will get a daily salary of 10 francs, which is 300 francs a month, which is more than 200 dollars. Half of it will be given to you and half to your family. When you retire, you will get a retirement allowance, which is at least half a year's salary, more than 1,000 dollars. Moreover, we don't have to hand over the things we captured in the war to the foreigners. They are all ours. Look at this. This is what we took from the foreigners." Huang Fugui wore at least eight gold rings on his ten fingers, two of which were inlaid with gems as big as pigeon eggs. These rings were captured by Chen Kangjian and his men. Huang Fugui just borrowed them and had to return them after deceiving them.

"Hiss... is there such a good thing?"

"It's not made of copper, is it?"

"You use copper to make plating at home? Idiot!"

"Your uncle, you are only half-cooked?"

The Chinese habit of watching the excitement kicked in, and soon a circle of people gathered around. When there were more people, they talked a lot. The two people seemed to be from Teng County, Shandong, and they were about to tear each other apart.

"Hey, no gathering, no loud noises, have you finished your work?" Seeing someone quarreling here, two patrolling French soldiers came over to stop them.

The foreign masters were still very intimidating. Seeing a foreigner coming to scold, a group of Chinese workers were silent, and they wanted to sneak away timidly.

"Hey, I'm working, I'm explaining our legion treatment to them, please don't interfere with my work, okay?" Huang Fugui stood up and argued loudly, posing like a hen protecting her chicks.

"Oh... OK, your treatment is very good." The two French soldiers saw Huang Fugui in military uniform, and their arrogance was obviously weakened. They made a "please do as you please" gesture and turned away.

"See, this is the biggest benefit of joining our Sixth Regiment. We are not bullied by foreigners. Foreigners can't control us and have to be respectful to us." Huang Fugui seized the opportunity to promote the social status of the Sixth Regiment.

The Chinese workers looked at each other. With the example just now, they couldn't help but believe it. It didn't matter how much money they made, but they couldn't stand being ordered around like a grandson. Immediately, a Chinese worker stood up: "Count me in. I want to be a soldier and don't want to be humiliated like this anymore."

"Count me in too!"

"And me!"

Chinese people not only like to watch the fun, but also like to join in the fun. As long as someone takes the lead, they will immediately follow like clouds.

In a corner that was not noticed by others, Chen Kangjian, speaking stuttering French, gestured and stuffed rings into the hands of two French soldiers, one for each, impartially.

The few people who were about to fight in the crowd just now, who were the ones who took the lead in joining the army later, saw Huang Fugui being drowned by the crowd who were asked to join the Sixth Regiment, squeezed out of the crowd without a trace, and then continued to stroll around.

That's right, the two French soldiers and these people are commonly known as "stooges". Such a shameless idea was of course thought up by Chen Kangjian and Huang Fugui.

In the afternoon, as the head of the Sixth Regiment, Qin Zhiyuan also showed what "shameless" means.

The camp where the Chinese live is next to a small pond. Because of the rich water and grass, there are many mosquitoes and flies at night. Next to the camp is a temporary cemetery for the French soldiers who died in the war. Because there are always not enough tombs, there are constructions there day and night. Therefore, the Chinese do not have a good sleep quality when they rest at night.

Therefore, Qin Zhiyuan personally went to find Falcao. After exchanging feelings with a ruby, Falcao made arrangements. The Chinese camp was moved to a hillside not far away. There was originally a camp there for Indian workers.

Since you are moving, you must clean up. Under Falcao's order, the Indians had to pack up their things and clean up the camp to make it look brand new, waiting for the Sixth Regiment to move in.

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While the Indian workers were cleaning, the soldiers of the Sixth Regiment were receiving weapons and equipment. With Falcao's cooperation, the entire Sixth Regiment was equipped with a full set of German weapons, including 24 MG08 heavy machine guns and 36 MG08/15 light machine guns.

"Qin, you are too greedy. You have less than 500 people on the roster now, but you are actually equipped with 60 machine guns. I doubt whether you have enough manpower to use them." In the warehouse, Falcao did not stop Qin Zhiyuan's greed.

Before this, Falcao had received a telegram from General Michelet, asking him to solve the problem of weapons and equipment for the Sixth Regiment of the Foreign Legion. In other words, Falcao would give it to Qin Zhiyuan as long as he liked it. Of course, Qin Zhiyuan believed that Falcao's cooperation was mostly due to the ruby. If there was no ruby, even if Falcao cooperated, he would not take the initiative to open the warehouse door and let Qin Zhiyuan choose.

"This is far from enough, Falcao." After repeatedly pulling relationships, the two of them got what they needed. Qin Zhiyuan and Falcao were already quite familiar with each other: "Look, my troops don't even have a cannon now, which is not appropriate. Please help me get a few, what do you think?"

Qin Zhiyuan had long been drooling over the cannons. Without his own artillery, the Sixth Regiment would always be passive and unable to exert strong combat effectiveness.

"Cannons? No, no, no, those are not marked on the list, I can't give them to you." The French still have strict control over the Foreign Legion, and Falcao has no way to deal with the cannons.

"You have a way, help me." Qin Zhiyuan said, and handed over another emerald.

"Uh..." Falcao stared at the emerald in Qin Zhiyuan's hand dully, his Adam's apple moving constantly, wanting to take it but not daring to reach out.

"It's beautiful, isn't it? It's most suitable for your mother or wife. If you put it in a ring... it's a bit big, but if you put it in a necklace, it's very suitable." Qin Zhiyuan's voice was full of temptation, and he instantly turned into the snake in the Garden of Eden.

"Okay, okay, okay, you devil, this is the last time I want you to compromise. Go next door, there are twelve Miss 75 who were just delivered yesterday, and you can take half of them." Falcao was still dazzled by the emerald.

"Thank you very much." Qin Zhiyuan turned out of the warehouse and suddenly saw Misha looking at him angrily.

Misha looked angry and silently made a "bastard!" mouth shape to Qin Zhiyuan.

"Misha, do you have something to do with me?" Qin Zhiyuan smiled sunny.