C3294 The sudden appearance of the hatchet man

"Hahaha …" God bless... "These thugs really can't control their emotions!" When the division commander saw the enemy charge, he calmed down.

He leisurely lit a cigar for himself and puffed out a puff of green smoke, shooting straight up into the air. "Tell the brothers to increase their speed …"

St. Michel's Street, named after the archangel Saint Michel!

It was recorded in the Bible that the Angel of St. Michel was the leader of all the angels, and he was known for his military prowess. He was a typical hard-core angel!

It was obvious that these National Guard soldiers guarding the street were influenced by Michelle's angel character and became extremely unyielding. How could they endure such humiliation!

Not only did he kill his comrades, he even tortured their corpses in the end!

Why did the two armies kill innocent girls in battle and humiliate them using such barbaric and vulgar methods?!

The Commune member s who were already fuming could not hold back anymore. Regardless of whether it was the veteran or commander, or the political police that everyone was afraid of … All of you, step aside!

If a man tries to kill a man, then the Buddha must kill the Buddha!

"Revenge!" For the commune... Comrades, kill! "

The second and third barricades were guarded by more than a thousand commune warrior s, and in the midst of this furious tide, all of them charged at the army that wanted to be brutal.

The street was filled with angry roars. People were waving their weapons at the top of their lungs, rushing forward like a group of thugs!

At that moment, they felt that they were invincible, because the same scene had happened countless of times before. Trochu's Interim Government Army, Thiers's Government Forces Nouvelles … They couldn't stop the commune's charge!

"Kill all these beasts!" "Avenge our comrades!"

Boom … A wave of people crashed into the vanguard camp's army formation!

At that moment, it was as if a full moon tide was crashing onto a reef. The wave had shattered, but the reef was still unscathed!

The elite North African legions were veterans, shoulder to shoulder in tight defensive formations, bayonets as uniform as the jungle.

A battalion of soldiers had been forged into an entire steel plate, firmly blocking the way to the street!

At the front was a whole row of strong soldiers. They were not responsible for killing the enemy, they were only responsible for completing the formation. Their bayonets were only used for deterrence and defense.

The real killing moves were the soldiers in the second and third rows. The bayonet would pierce through the gaps between the soldiers' bodies and find a way to kill them!

The air was suddenly filled with the thick smell of blood. The group of commune warrior at the front were pushed by the people behind them until they almost crashed into the bayonets.

The North African mercenaries in the front row never took the initiative to stab with their bayonets. They only used their bayonets to parry the enemy's attacks. All they needed to do was ensure that the bayonets would not get close to the enemy easily.

They only needed three rows of bayonets to block the berserk charge, while the shooters behind the battle formation could freely unleash their power!

With the Thorny Blade Formation in front of them to block, the Sharpshooters at the back could recklessly pour out their firepower. Those commune warrior who rushed forward were swept down in rows!

"Fire!" Don't be silly! "Even if I were to sacrifice my life, I would not be willing to do it this way …"

The veteran from the charging mob of the commune let out a wailing cry of despair. He was on the verge of tears when he saw the high casualty rate.

But how much could he affect by himself? He could only hide in a corner where the flow of people couldn't reach. He opened fire again and again, shooting at the enemy army!

When one of the soldiers fell, his comrades immediately pulled him down for treatment, and immediately new soldiers rushed up to fill the gap.

The cycle continued. The wall of the bayonet was unbreakable!

The Colonel, who was smoking a cigar behind them, shook his head and said, "I thought the casualty rate would be very high. I didn't expect it to be so low!"

"Hehe …" My brothers have all seen great scenes, so these deaths wouldn't affect their morale at all … A group of lowly commoners, if you want to play, then play till the end! "

Layers upon layers of corpses were strewn across the streets. The continuous blows had no effect, and the stench of blood had calmed the Commune member down quite a bit.

Only then did people realize that the veterans were still the right ones. The casualties caused by the veterans who hid in the crowd to shoot were many times greater than their casualties!

"Damn it!" Are all your rifles poker? Shoot! "Fire …"

Pah pah pah … Finally, more and more National Guard soldiers chose to shoot from the spot. At the nearest distance, they would open fire at the enemy, and with this, the wall of bayonets would not be able to block them anymore, and a large number of dead and wounded soldiers would be carried down.

But right at this moment, crazy roars suddenly erupted from the buildings around Rangers Wu!

"Engineer barracks!" "Assault!"

With a loud boom, the door along the street and the glass window were all smashed into pieces. More than two hundred warriors with axes in their hands charged into the crowd like bison.

They swung the large mountain ax at Commune member's head and slashed downwards. The heavy axe could easily split apart a skull, with just a swing of the round axe, it would be able to knock down enemies with a radius of one meter!

"Foreign Legion's engineering camp is also here … God! All the elites of the French Emperor are in Paris … "

"My God... They are the three hundred thousand troops who surrendered to Prussia! "

"Why did they come back from the north!"

The two hundred over berserkers were like tigers in a flock of sheep, killing the entire National Guard in one go!

Just then, all the North African mercenaries at the southern end of the street shouted together, "Long live the France! Long live the Emperor! "

The defensive formation immediately changed into an assault formation. Seven to eight hundred French troops turned the tide and charged towards the commune. Soon, they were all entangled together.

With a two-handed wooden axe in hand, the construction crew had become the assault force for the breakthrough, and the tide of bayonets could fill the void of every inch of the battlefield!

The street quickly became a one-sided massacre. On both sides of the building, the government soldiers' sharpshooters appeared. Instead, they began firing at the commune from above!

What was worse was that Nuo Beier's explosion never stopped. The government army had been tenaciously digging holes in the buildings.

The entire Third Division of Algeria had already formed a pincer encirclement attack on Saint Michelle Street!

The veteran of the commune who had been shot in the leg had tears streaming down his face. He leaned on a corner in despair, pretending to shoot as he used the last moments of his life to buy time for his comrades to retreat!

"Why are all the construction camps in Foreign Legion here? Could it be that the French Emperor has been restored? "

"The Axe Gang has appeared …" "They're all here …"

"There's no saving us, there's no saving us …"

"Puchi …" The old veteran who was loading the ammunition had his head smashed by an axe and his body limply lay on the ground!

The body of the axe wielding Berserker was covered in blood. He suddenly discovered something shining on the corpse of the veteran!

Reaching into his pocket, he took out a medal. It was a bronze medal made to commemorate the service of a soldier in Mexico City!

This was not a very precious thing. It was just an ordinary bronze medal. However, it had been polished to a crisp. This medal had already proven the identity of this veteran of the commune!