Expedition to Europe

Just when the Chinese were eager to join the Foreign Legion, several British people came to the Chinese camp.

"Is that man called Qin?" A British officer with the rank of major general asked William.

"Yes, General Sauber." William's face was still swollen. He had changed into clean clothes and tried to keep a neat demeanor.

"Oh, how did you offend him? He is in the limelight recently." Sauber is a senior officer and knows more about Qin Zhiyuan.

"General, he started it first." William can only seize this point to talk about it now.

"Of course, I will complain to General Foch about Qin's extraordinary behavior. But you should also change your work attitude, William. Now is a special period. We need more strength." Sauber understood the significance of Qin Zhiyuan to France, so he did not make any promises.

William did not expect the major general to have such an attitude. He was silent for a long time before he said unwillingly: "General, please forgive me for being frank. I don't think that Chinese deserves our attention."

"This is not something you and I decide." Sauber was a little dissatisfied with William's attitude, and his tone became much stiffer: "Qin's ability is amazing. He is not comparable to you. You just need to do your logistics work well, Captain."

Qin Zhiyuan's record has been spread to all the troops in the Somme River area with the commendation order. William is an officer in charge of logistics. It is understandable that he does not know Qin Zhiyuan, but Sauber is very clear about Qin Zhiyuan's ability.

To be honest, Sauber envied Foch for having a subordinate like Qin Zhiyuan. If there is an Indian who can be as good as Qin Zhiyuan, Sauber will try his best to persuade the Army Department to give him more power.

"But, General, Qin's doing this has caused a lot of trouble to my work." William knew very well that if he could not save this situation, he would have no prestige in front of the Chinese workers.

"Your trouble comes from yourself, Captain William. I hope you can understand that the Chinese are not Indians, and China is not a colony of our British Empire. They signed a labor contract. They have the right to choose to terminate unilaterally at any time. If the Chinese quit, you will only be left with the Indians, and that will be the beginning of your troubles. Or, it is the beginning of your disaster!" Sober was a little impatient. As a major general, he had too many things to deal with and it was impossible for him to waste too much time here.

The efficiency of Indians is obvious to all. If it were not for the Chinese, William's work would have been a mess long ago. The most lamentable thing is that William could not see the role of the Chinese. He was really short-sighted.

Just as Sober and William were talking, several more cars arrived at the gate of the Yingjun camp. Sober looked closely and saw that the cars were all hung with passes from the Northern Army Group Command.

This is the people sent by Foch.

"Major General Sober, hello, General Foch sent me to assist you in handling this matter." If Qin Zhiyuan was present, he would definitely recognize that the leading Frenchman was Bruno Abel Garcia.

"Hello, Colonel." Sober returned the greeting casually, and his head began to hurt again.

Look, this is how much the French value Qin Zhiyuan. Qin Zhiyuan had just beaten someone for less than an hour, and the person who cleaned up his ass came.

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In the Chinese labor camp.

Qin Zhiyuan and Wang Dingshan had a good chat.

"So you have more than 2,700 people in total." Qin Zhiyuan glanced at the camp and didn't expect there were so many people.

"Yes, we have more than 2,700 people in total. If you don't count the sick, there are more than 2,500 now. This morning, a group of brothers went to Albert with the convoy for supplies, and they haven't come back yet." Wang Dingshan looked at Qin Zhiyuan with expectation. He hoped that Qin Zhiyuan would allow all 2,700 people to join the Foreign Legion.

Even if not all of them could join, Wang Dingshan didn't want to work with the British anymore. Hearing Qin Zhiyuan's description of the life of Chinese workers, Wang Dingshan wanted to take all the Chinese workers here away to serve the French. The French treated Chinese workers much better than the British. At least the French treated Chinese workers as human beings. 2,700 Chinese workers arrived in France, and 200 of them fell ill within ten days. It can be seen that the living conditions were terrible.

"No problem, if they are willing, they can join the Foreign Legion. Even if they are unwilling to fight, I can find a way to help them change jobs. The conditions here are really too bad. It is not suitable for long-term residence." Qin Zhiyuan did not fool people. He now has nearly a thousand Chinese workers in his hands, all of whom are unwilling to join the Foreign Legion.

Qin Zhiyuan went to Renault this time with the intention of helping Chinese workers find jobs. If they can enter Renault, even if they twist a screw on the car production line, it is better than digging trenches and carrying corpses on the front line. What's more, Renault has deep connections in France. If they can take this opportunity to send some workers to steel mills, arsenals, etc., even if these Chinese workers return to China in the future, they can find a good job with their skills.

"That's great, Master Qin. Many of our brothers have families and don't want to fight on the battlefield. If we can change jobs, please rest assured, Master Qin, the brothers will do their best." Wang Dingshan was overjoyed and naturally changed his address to Qin Zhiyuan to "Master Qin".

"No problem!" Qin Zhiyuan was very satisfied.

"Hi, Qin, nice to meet you." Sober and Bruno entered the Chinese camp.

As soon as he entered the camp, Sober subconsciously covered his nose. As a frontline commander, Sober never thought that the conditions in the Chinese camp were so bad. This also made him feel even more disgusted with William. In such an environment, the Chinese were very restrained for not rioting.

"Nice to meet you, General, salute you." Qin Zhiyuan never speaks ill of people who take the initiative to release goodwill.

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"Hello, Colonel Bruno." In front of outsiders, Qin Zhiyuan and Bruno deliberately kept their distance.

"Hello, Qin, the general asked me to handle this matter, you can continue to go to Paris now." Bruno blinked and gave Qin Zhiyuan a "don't worry" expression.

"No, no, no, things are a bit serious now, Bruno, I think you have to help me make another batch of military uniforms." Bruno is responsible for the uniforms of the Sixth Regiment, and Qin Zhiyuan is justified in his trouble.

"What? Still need it? God, Qin, do you know that you already have uniforms for 5,000 people, are you going to expand your troops?" Bruno felt incredible. Although the French army is also expanding, it is still far behind Qin Zhiyuan's expansion speed.

"Yes, I still need clothing for 3,000 people. I think, maybe soon, my 6th Regiment will be upgraded to the 6th Division." To be honest, if Qin Zhiyuan is willing, his troops can be upgraded now. In terms of the number of people, Qin Zhiyuan's men are basically a division.

"Excuse me, Qin, where did you get the 3,000 people?" Sober had a bad feeling.

"Here, them." Qin Zhiyuan gestured to the Chinese workers.

Following the direction of Qin Zhiyuan's finger, all the Chinese workers straightened their backs, as if they were accepting the inspection of the superiors, trying their best to show their tough side.

"No, no, no... Qin, you can't do this." Sober muttered to himself, as if he had seen that with the departure of the Chinese, the logistics work of the 79th Division had become a mess.