Expedition to Europe

In fact, before boarding the ship, the staff of the Foreign Legion had listed all the difficulties that would be encountered on this trip, including the cold reception in front of them.

Although they knew that this was possible, Huang Li and Wu Qing still felt unacceptable when they really encountered this kind of indifference.

When they were in Europe, they were thinking about their hometown every moment, thinking about the bright moon in their hometown, thinking about the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, and thinking about the big yellow dog at home.

How many times did they wake up in the middle of the night with tears on their collars, how many times did they stare blankly at the warm lights coming out of the windows of Parisian residents at night, and how many times did they cry towards the east after drinking and singing.

There is no need to remember at all, because they have never forgotten.

When at sea, any memory of their hometown can arouse the unanimous echo of countless people, and even if they just listen, they can feel the happiness from the heart.

In order to return to the Republic of China as soon as possible, they did not even go ashore when they passed Lanfang to replenish coal and water, and did not take a close look at the land that had actually become part of the Republic of China.

All this is to return to my hometown as soon as possible, see the yellow land that I have dreamed of countless times, and help the impoverished and weak motherland to become strong as soon as possible.

During the more than two years in Europe, I have seen the prosperity of the European continent and the cruelty of war. The Chinese soldiers have never been so eager to have a strong motherland.

Only when the country is strong can we guarantee that our relatives can live a happy life; only when the country is strong can we guarantee that our relatives will not be bullied.

It is precisely because the mood is so hot that I feel particularly heartbroken when I encounter cold treatment.

"Captain, what should I do?" Wu Qing was already confused.

"Wait..." Huang Li's expression was cold, and he squeezed out a word from his teeth.

Okay, then wait.

This wait lasted for three hours, until the merchant ships in front had unloaded their cargo, and it was the turn of the cruise ship that the 32nd Regiment took to dock.

In fact, Tianjin is a frozen port. Before winter, Tianjin Port cannot enter ships, but this year, perhaps because the European war requires a lot of supplies, a large number of ships enter and leave every day, and Tianjin Port is not frozen. This is really a miracle.

"Wait, wait a minute..." An official from the Port Authority ran over without touching the ground.

The soldiers who had already dropped anchor and lowered the gangway to prepare to go ashore were stunned.

The official was fat and wore a long gown and a jacket. Because of the thicker clothes in winter, he looked even more bloated. However, his legs and feet were still flexible. Although he was panting and sweating, he was running very fast.

"The Presidential Palace has ordered that you all postpone landing." The man ran all the way to the gangway, not taking a breath, and said breathlessly.

"Postpone landing? When?" Huang Li's face was full of impatience.

After two months of drifting on the sea, he encountered such a cold reception. When facing these bureaucrats, Huang Li did not directly draw his gun, which was already considered to be a self-restraint.

"This, this, this, I don't know, please forgive me." The official apologized with a fist and bowed repeatedly.

This man was quite sensible. He did not call himself "this official" and used the honorific "junmen" when addressing him. Otherwise, Huang Li would probably slap him in the face.

In the Republic of China, those who held guns were the bosses. Officials really could not put on airs in front of soldiers. If they dared to order soldiers around like in the Qing Dynasty, they would be courting death.

"The ship is loaded with medicines that the Congress urgently needed a while ago. Can't it be temporarily put on shore?" Huang Li sneered.

Regarding penicillin, although Qin Zhiyuan did not directly set up a factory in the Republic of China, he never restricted the demand of the Republic of China. Every once in a while, Qin Zhiyuan would always send a batch back to China, even if he knew that some of these penicillins were resold to the Japanese by some unscrupulous officials.

After all, only a part of them were resold. Even if only half of each batch could be used by the people, Qin Zhiyuan would send it back.

Regarding corruption, Qin Zhiyuan believed that if the water is too clear, there will be no fish. It doesn't matter if you are greedy or take a little. After all, if you don't work for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth.

But no matter what, there must be a bottom line. You can't be corrupt without limit, nor can you be idle and do nothing. When you are an official, you must benefit the people. It is normal to provide some benefits to your relatives in the process, but if you only care about benefits, or it is too ugly to be popular, then don't blame Qin Zhiyuan for killing.

In fact, the Chinese people have very low requirements for officials, even to the extent that as long as they don't mess around, they are good officials. In a way, the people are willing to raise officials like pigs, as long as you are full, go to sleep and don't run around...

"Of course, the medicine can be brought ashore..." The official hesitated.

"Humph, if we are not allowed to go ashore, then the medicine does not need to be unloaded. When we can go ashore, we can unload the goods." Huang Li said, snorted and turned back to the boat.

"This..." The official was dumbfounded, looking at the thousands of "old men" in front of him, and didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, since he was able to become an official, he naturally had some quick wits. He reached out and grabbed Huang Li's sleeve and held on: "This general doesn't know, there are some rumors in the market recently, which are very unfavorable to you. The president does not allow you to go ashore in order not to further intensify the conflict. After a few days of calm, you can naturally go ashore."

Just a few days ago, the presidential contest finally came to an end. It was not the former president or the former prime minister, but a compromise candidate. This president had no army and no foundation to speak of. He only had a little reputation, and his actual power was imaginable.

"What are the rumors?" Huang Li asked to the bottom of it.

"This..." The official was speechless. Judging from his expression, he didn't dare to say anything.

"It's okay, just say it. The right and wrong are in the hearts of the people." Huang Li is confident.

In fact, the biggest difference between the soldiers of the Foreign Legion and the Chinese at this time is that they are confident, whether facing the Chinese or the foreigners.

Just think about it and you can understand that the Foreign Legion fought fiercely with the Germans for two and a half years. Almost every soldier had the blood of the foreigners on his hands. In addition, under the command of Qin Zhiyuan, the battles with the Germans mostly ended in crushing. When you see teams of foreigners raised their hands and were forced to surrender, but after seeing the foreigners' corpses everywhere after the war, the halo shrouded in foreigners is broken.

"Hey... General, you don't know that some time ago, someone slandered your army in the newspaper, saying that your army has joined the French nationality, and now they are back to act as the vanguard of France to invade the Republic of China, and called on the people to boycott your army in the newspaper, and leaked the time of your army's landing..." The official stamped his feet and decided to tell everything.

"Who is so bold?" Huang Li was furious.

"Anyone is possible... If you count carefully, there are many suspects, the Japanese, the Westerners, and even some people in our country are afraid of your army..." The official did not dare to name them specifically, but only dared to speak in general terms.

The original text is in Liu # 9 @Book/Bar!

This official is an official of the Port Authority. The Tianjin Customs in the Republic of China was still under the management of foreigners because it had to repay the indemnity of the "Xin Chou Treaty". Among the foreigners, the foreign legions that shone brightly in the world war were naturally an important topic of conversation, so the customs officials were influenced by them and had a better understanding of the truth.

Some members of the Foreign Legion did join the French nationality, including the legion commander Qin Zhiyuan, but it was definitely not "all" that many.

For these Chinese warriors, the Chinese staff of the Port Authority and the Customs may not have much admiration, but they definitely did not have any disgust or hostility.

On this point, Huang Li wronged the official.

As for this "fear", it is also easy to understand. Qin Zhiyuan has nearly 200,000 troops, and they have all fought out of the bloody sea of ​​​​the mountains of corpses on the European battlefield. They are well-trained and proficient in using aircraft, artillery, tanks and other weapons that have not yet appeared in the Far East. If this army is allowed to appear in the Far East, it is likely to destroy all existing forces in the Republic of China.

And if the Republic of China is unified, it will definitely endanger the interests of certain countries. So from this perspective, Qin Zhiyuan's troops are public enemies in the eyes of all forces in the Republic of China.

Whether it is for the Orientals, Westerners, or domestic warlords.

In fact, including the French, they allowed Qin Zhiyuan to serve as the king of the Grand Duchy of Lanfang, and they did not have this consideration.

France also has interests in the Republic of China...

"So what? If anyone has a problem with us, let them come to me." Huang Li was full of domineering.

Soldiers have a so-called "murderous aura" or "evil aura". This is actually a professional habit, just like a butcher starts to feel where to cut the pig when he sees it, and the profession of a soldier is to kill...

So when Huang Li was "full of murderous aura", the civil affairs officials in front of him were furious. This was not fake. Thousands of soldiers were angry together, which was really scary, especially for ordinary people who worked in offices all day.

"The military... the military, it's not that you can use force. Now there are a large number of people gathered at the gate of the port, all of whom were bewitched by those sinister villains. If the military lands now, I'm afraid something unbearable will happen. Why not take shelter for a while and wait until the situation calms down before making plans." The official persuaded with sweat on his forehead.

Mass incidents are actually the most uncontrollable state. When individuals are in a group, they will inevitably be affected by the fanaticism around them, and then do things that they would never do under normal circumstances.

Of course, this is more of the "law does not punish the masses" idea at work.

"Humph, I want to see who dares to show off his sword in front of Guan Gong." Huang Li sneered, waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to go ashore.

"No, no..." The official begged with sweat on his forehead.

"Don't talk nonsense, I want to see how much noise those jumping clowns can make! I am a German who is a Gulukan, so how can I be afraid of those jumping clowns?" Huang Li didn't believe it.

"The soldiers don't know, I am afraid that the soldiers will not be able to do it at that time, but will cause the contradiction to escalate to the point where it cannot be resolved..." The official was about to kneel down.

Huang Li didn't know much about mass incidents, and this official, as a civil affairs officer, obviously knew a lot about it.

"No need to talk nonsense, I want to see..." Huang Li was furious, pushed the official aside and walked away with the crowd.

The situation gradually slid into an uncontrollable unknown.