C2806 cruel suppression

The criminals who were illegally tried in the prison were not the worst of the lot. The worst were the illegal newspapers in the suburbs of Paris and the underground printing plant.

First of all, there were the three illegal publications like the Masai newspaper, Democratic newspaper and Lantern newspaper that supported Blanqui's thoughts. The three newspapers that had been observed for a long time in plain clothes suddenly had countless thugs rush in.

These thugs were armed with machetes, pistols, iron rods, and kerosene drums. Whenever they saw someone, they would hack them down. The entire newspaper would be thrown into chaos.

"Bang!" Shatter everything! Let you write nonsense! "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Stop! We are a legitimate newspaper, and we have a registration notice! "

"Fuck your registration …" The leader of the thugs smashed the editor's head with an iron pipe, causing blood to spurt out far.

"His Majesty has given you a temporary permit to let you know what is good for you! This is to let you know when to advance! I'm not asking you to speak nonsense! "

"You dare to spread rumors? That's illegal publications! "Beat …"

The thug's iron rod smashed into the editor's head. After four or five hits, the editor was beaten to death on the table, blood and brains splattered everywhere.

Only then did the leader of the thugs straighten his back and grab the draft news that he had just written the first time on the table.

"Maritime War in Eastern Frisia? A battle of great humiliation against the Empire? The entire combined fleet made of heavy gold was completely wiped out? Bastard … You'll publish it just a little later, won't you? "Kill them all …"

The infuriated thug swung his metal rod at the body of the chief editor a few more times to vent his anger, kicking that piece of evidence into his arms as well!

"Brothers!" Don't let any of them go, kill them all! Today's prize money is double! "

"Long live!" The thugs were shouting excitedly, their attacks even more vicious!

One of the thugs pushed a young female editor onto the table and yelled, "Bitch, I'll let you write that! "I told you to write …"

After cursing angrily, he hacked down with the machete in his hand, chopping off the female editor's hands in the end!

"Bang!" Smash all the printing presses! " With a round swing of the iron hammer, the ink printing press was smashed into smithereens.

This was simply a one-sided massacre, and those type workers couldn't look at this. Their lives were in danger! Helpless, they grabbed what they could fight against and started to counterattack.

"Shoot!" The spies who killed these enemies! People who oppose the Emperor... Kill without mercy! "

Pah pah pah … Guns were fired one after another, and the workers in the printing shop were knocked down one by one into a pool of blood.

The atrocities lasted for a full half an hour. The newspapers hidden in the village and the printing plant.

More than ten black caravans stopped at the entrance, and the broken bodies were carried out and thrown into the carriage. The pungent smell of blood made the horses restless.

"Sprinkle kerosene! "Burn away everything here …"

As the fire raged, the newspaper was engulfed in flames. All night long, the Lantern, the Democracy, and the Masai had been burned, and more than two hundred editors, journalists, and workers had been killed.

What made the later generations even more indignant was that after everyone's corpses were pulled away, no one knew how they were disposed of. Perhaps they found a mass grave to bury them in, or perhaps they threw them into the ocean.

After the war, the social structure had been greatly destroyed. These violent thugs had all died in the end without leaving a single word behind. As a result, even the burial ground of more than two hundred ghosts had become a mystery.

Countless future generations could only build monuments at the newspaper site, coming here every year on this tragic anniversary to offer their condolences!

The ruthless methods of the Monastery shocked the entire Paris. Even the worker Self Guard s under Blanqui's command had restrained themselves for a moment.

In particular, the tragic fate of the three small newspapers had left the other newspapers in Paris in a state of shock. All the editors under the boss's command were ordered not to speak nonsense.

In this sensitive period, he would rather shut up and keep his life!

The Queen and Duke of oculi bridge had finally stabilized the situation in Paris for the time being, and the news about the Maritime War in Eastern Frisia was actually suppressed.

Although many people in the country already knew of this news, none of the newspapers dared to report it.

This gave the anxious French people a bit of a chance at fantasy.

However, the peace did not last long as there would always be people who were unwilling to be massacred. Just when the empress had turned the situation in Paris into a massacre of the French Emperor s.

The radical workers under Blanqui began to move!

In Paris right now, the most radical organization should be the Blanqui Party. This was because Blanqui had fought hard before, and he had participated in many armed uprisings against the French Emperor.

Furthermore, those who believed in Blanqui were all genuine blue-collar workers, and the majority of them were practitioners from heavy industry.

These people were not easy to deal with. When they found out that countless of their comrades had been taken away, and that the newspapers were under fire, they couldn't sit still anymore.

Without Blanqui's orders, Tas, who was a copper craftsman, took the initiative to launch an armed attack. A total of 150 armed workers raided a sentry post in the Monrouge area of Paris.

4: 45 AM. When the entire city had fallen asleep and even the barracks had fallen asleep, 150 workers were holding sharp knives, iron rods, wrenches, bayonets … There were also six handguns that were sneakily approaching the Monrouge Outpost.

The garrison of a company was resting here. At this time, there were only four sentries standing guard, and at this moment, the sentry's attention had already reached its limit.

Sou sou sou … Several figures rushed out like black leopards in the dark night. The shiny bayonet stabbed into the heart of the sentry, and the grease-stained hands of the sentry tightly held the sentry's mouth.

"Comrades! Attack! The lackey that killed the emperor! Capture all weapons! "

"Kill!"

One hundred and fifty people crazily charged into the sleeping sentry post!

The Company Commander of the imperial guards felt dizzy. He rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"Get up! Damn it, why was it so noisy outside!? "What happened …"

Before she could finish her words, there was a crash as the door was slammed open. The prostitute who had just awakened let out a miserable scream!

Ah … Accompanied by their shouts, two strong figures pounced forward, the sharp blade directly rushing towards Company Commander's throat!

"My God! "Enemy attack …" It was too late to take out the spear now. In this life or death situation, Company Commander used his bare hands to catch the shiny dagger.

The sharp blade edge had cut both of his palms, and his little finger fell to the ground. Blood sprayed all over the bed!

The Company Commander let out a despairing roar as he kicked the attacker away, but the dagger had cut off two of his fingers.

At this time, the other attacker had already cut off the neck of the prostitute with his blade, and following that, his dagger fiercely pierced into the middle of the officer's waist.

Ah … The screaming Company Commander crazily crashed into the attacker and rushed out of the room with his dagger!

However, when he rushed into the courtyard, he discovered that the sentry post had already become hell!