C3319 civilization redemption

The streets of Barbes were in complete chaos. There was no end in sight and there was no end in sight. There were already more than four thousand refugees gathered here, and a group of France's army was here to snatch the people.

In half an hour, the French reinforcements would be in the range of fifteen hundred to two thousand men.

Since the Chinese army had to be allocated four areas to defend, they could only invest 300 people to rob people on the streets. As a result, the Red Cross nurses went to rescue people themselves, not to mention those male workers.

Five thousand people were like a shoal of deep-sea fish in the Atlantic Ocean, black and crowded together into a super whirlpool, swallowing up everything in its path.

In this whirlpool, it was impossible to save a single person. People could only try to save one person at a time.

Since the Chinese and Red Cross had taken it, they could only consider it as having found a way out. If the Government of France's army had taken it, they could just continue roasting it in the sea of hellfire.

Fortunately, both sides had maintained restraint and did not shoot, but they had used many underhanded methods. Wang Chen's metal gloves had sharp protrusions on them, a punch from the shadows was enough to break a strong French soldier's ribs.

The French Veterans s were also very insidious. When they sharpened their own small daggers, they stabbed a bloody hole through the bodies of the resistance refugees.

Layers upon layers of people were peeled off like onions. One layer was alive, and the other was dead!

Wang Chen's heart had already fallen into the abyss. The little Ba Bala who was affecting his heart had already been brought away by the enemy forces and was being driven north amidst the despairing cries of a large group of refugees.

The mournful wail stung his heart, "Save me..." "Uncle, save me …"

However, Wang Chen was powerless this time around. All the people around him included the French army, refugees and the Red Cross nurses who were helping him. The fact that they were all crowded together made Wang Chen feel like he was a dead fish in a tin of sardines.

"Make way, make way …" Damn you, let me go... F * ck, I'll let you block the way … "

With a punch, he shattered the nose of one of the French soldiers, causing two French soldiers to come over and fight with him.

With this entanglement, it was hard to say who would win or lose. When Wang Chen finally broke free, he saw that Little Ba Bala was even further away.

"No …" "No …" Wang Chen's tears fell. The kind child whose body was pierced through the barbed wire but who was still trying hard not to get hurt by his mother just like that, disappeared into the dark twilight street, never to be found again.

"Is it a human? Are you damn human beings? "We should at least let the child go …"

"I'll beat you to death …" The Fine Steel Finger Set smashed into the face of the French Army, causing blood to flow. Wang Chen, who was crying, felt his heart tighten.

"What the fuck does the Lord rebelling have to do with children? F * ck … What does it have to do with the child? "We should at least let the children go into the camp …"

Wang Chen had already lost his mind, if not for his last four or five comrades knocking him down, he would probably have beaten the French Army to death.

"Back to camp … "Return to the camp immediately, the leader has given the order …"

"The refugees have already been washed away, we can't save them anymore …" Wake up, wake up! "

Ma Hui slapped Wang Chen twice to wake him up. Seeing that the refugees on the streets had been split into two, around a thousand people were saved by the Chinese, while the rest were taken away by the continued reinforcements under the control of the French army.

Between the two groups was a blank area that was still expanding at a distance of over thirty meters. Countless French troops were filling the gap, guarding against the Chinese attacks vigilantly.

In the end, she still could not save him. Little Ba Bala, did not save him in the end!

The night had already fallen, it was extremely dangerous to go out of the camp at this time. The Head of State ordered all the soldiers to be withdrawn, Wang Chen was dragged back to the camp by his comrades.

When he saw the leader's ashen face, he suddenly broke free of his comrades and ran over with tears streaming down his face, "Leader …" "At least save the child …"

"Give the order and let us attack. At least we can save the child …"

"Enough! Have you lost your mind? " Liang Kun growled, "How many children are there in Paris? Can we save them? The Führer did not cultivate you to die in vain! "

"The refugee camps are here, and we can't save all the people in Paris... If the lucky ones are able to come in, then they'll be able to live. If their lives are not enough, then what does it have to do with us to die outside? "

Wang Chen had completely lost his mind, he still did not retreat, he stared at the leader, "Leader, what kind of Chinese do you want? "Didn't you say back then that the Chinese have never relied on blood to differentiate …"

"The Chinese have always been differentiated by culture. As long as you understand the principles of filial piety and righteousness, as long as you have good intentions, and as long as you recognize the Chinese culture, you will be willing to learn the Chinese language …"

"Then, regardless of your skin color or race, the gates of our Chinese clan will always be open!"

"You said so!" The reason the Tang Dynasty was the Tang Dynasty, is because it views everyone in the world as a Tang Dynasty that can be absorbed together! "

"A six or seven year old little girl. She didn't even cry even when she was pierced in the face by the barbed wire net …" He even tried to hold his mother's hand so that she wouldn't be stung by the wire … Isn't this the filial piety of our Chinese culture? "

"Such a filial child …" You can't possibly die here, right? "

"Ah, Führer..." Would it be okay for me to take her as my daughter? "Is she a child of the Chinese …"

"Enough, what are you doing …" Pull him down! " Liang Kun and the other generals waved for the soldiers to take action, but at that moment, Xiao Letian spoke out.

"Wait a moment …" Looking at the burning Paris Xiao Letian sighed, "Sigh …" Although his words are somewhat extreme and unrealistic, there is one thing that is correct! "

"If our Chinese people didn't have the guts to swallow the world in anger, then we wouldn't be able to restore the golden age of the Han Dynasty … What is Chinese? I, Xiao Letian, have already said everything clearly! "

"The Chinese are the representatives of humanity's most civilized culture! This is the foundation of our Chinese clan for all eternity! "

"What is civilization? What were the standards of civilization? It is to see who is more like a human and who is more like a beast! "

"It's time to show it to the world. Let them know how I, a Chinese, can live through thousands of years without stop!"

"Because, damn it, we are humans, not beasts!"

"Special team boarded the airship, and all the airships took turns to move … Go to Paris and save people! "I want to see who dares to shoot down my airship …"

When Xiao Letian said this, the crowd immediately burst into an uproar, all the soldiers saluted without any complaints and went to carry out the order, when the translator passed on the Leader's words to the refugees.

The entire refugee camp was filled with cries as men, women, and children knelt on the ground to thank the Führer for saving their lives!

Nightingale looked at the Eastern Führer in silence for a long time. She could not understand how a land without the blessing of God could produce such an excessive civilization in China.

How on earth did they build their culture? Why can they redeem themselves without God? Without God's grace, how were they able to purify such a great soul?

Who could give the answer to all of this!