Ouyang Hao also knows that the troops can’t stop moving forward because of these 20 people, so I won’t say anything here.

At this time, the medical level is still very low, and the injury is a little heavier. The base has almost died with it. I am afraid that few of these twenty people can finally live.
But these wounded are their own brothers and wounded in battle. Zhang Yiping will never give up on them.
At this time, Cheng Siliang touched Ba thoughtfully and said, "I think that Frenchman may be able to help me with this problem."
"Which Frenchman?" Zhang Yiping asked.
"That’s basil, who picked grapes for him. I heard that there is a vineyard and winery near him, and dozens of Chinese workers are employed in it."
"Is it reliable?" Zhang Yiping asked.
"I have dealt with him for four days and know what kind of person he is. He can do anything if he wants money. We can send the wounded to him. He can tell others that he will not have a big problem in hiring Chinese workers.
But this guy may take the opportunity to knock us a sum of money, fearing that we will work for him for a few days and become vain. "
Zhang Yiping Ma said, "No problem, you take a platoon to find one. He should come back quickly at night."
Cheng Siliang promised to go.
Zhang Yiping and Ouyang Hao walked into the hospital and saw Marina with several French nurses and doctors busy dressing the wounded soldiers.
When Marina saw Zhang Yiping, she said, "Dear Zhang, your soldier can’t even go to the wound treatment center. I will ask the doctors and nurses here to treat your injured soldier, but this will cost you money. You won’t blame me for being independent, will you?"
Zhang Yiping suddenly felt that Marina, a French girl, was very cute and so white. For Zhang Yiping, money is nothing. The life of a soldier is the most precious.
"Marina, you did the right thing. Thank you!" Zhang Yiping said, "Tell your French friends for me that I will definitely pay them enough money to pay for bread or bacon."
There are bread and bacon in the British warehouse. Zhang Yiping thought it would be better to sell these surplus things cheaply to the French in town and earn some francs for activities.
Zhang Yiping thought of this and hurriedly beckoned a guard to give orders. The guard ran towards the warehouse.
Marina came to Zhang Yiping with a 40-year-old French man wearing a doctor’s costume and a red cross sign on his arm. "Dear, this is Mr. Donassian, the dean, and this is Mr. Zhang, the leader of the Chinese team."
Donassian shook hands with Zhang Yiping politely and said, "Mr. Zhang, although I don’t approve of your attack on the British * * camp, it has offset the British forces and also damaged our French military forces, which has no help in defeating the Germans."
But I’m a doctor, even if I’m injured in Germany, I’ll rescue you in China, too, but because we are a private hospital, we must accept it. "
Donassian pointed to the back and continued, "The day before yesterday, the British side brought two Germans and asked us to treat him. We will accept it from the British team as well."
Zhang Yiping followed Donassian’s hand and didn’t see what he said. The Germans said casually, "There is no problem, Mr. Donassian. I understand your position very well. After all, you are a real Frenchman, but there is nothing we can do. We just have to fight for our advantages and dignity. Because the British have gone too far, they treat us as slaves and owe us half a year’s wages."
Donassian said, "I understand that you British people are really stupid and want to treat people as slaves. I think if you are stupid, it will hurt. The British cry all day."
"They have already wailed!" Zhang Yiping laughed.
Zhang Yiping first went to the minor injury ward to visit the minor injured, and then came to the seriously injured ward. Here, rows of beds and twenty people crowded into a ward the size of a classroom.
A soldier with his leg sawed off shouted, "Colonel, I can’t fight the British ghost with you. Give me a Grenade. I’ll fight them when the British come."
"Yes, I have a colonel and a living brother to take care of my family. Even if we die, our eyes will close!"
Zhang Yiping cried, "Brothers, please don’t lose heart. I won’t lose you, no matter because you are my brothers, I, Zhang Yiping, will never lose my brothers."
You just take care of your injuries, then go back to the battlefield and fight hard with the British to get it back. I deserve pay, dignity and honor! "
A platoon of soldiers at the gate of the hospital brought a lot of bread, flour, bacon, some medical machinery and medicine warehouses to the hospital, and there were many of these things.
These things were in short supply during the war, and they were paid by China people’s hospital for the wounded in China. Donassian looked at the staff and counted their eyebrows and smiled.
Zhang Yiping walked to the door, and Donassian came over and looked around. When he saw that no one was there, he said to Zhang Yiping, "Is there a lot of medicine and medical machinery in that munitions warehouse?"
Zhang Yiping said, "There are many Mr. Donassian. Why do you ask?"
Donassian asked, "What is Mr. Zhang going to do with them?"
"Be able to take away the rest and destroy him!"
"oh! Please don’t do this, sir. Do you know how many lives these medical supplies can save? "
"I’m sorry, Mr. Donassian, but this is military supplies. I can’t leave these supplies to the British until our British hostility is lifted," Zhang Yiping said
"No, we’re here to treat the French civilian Mr. Zhang. I’m the director of a private hospital and a member of the Red Cross. Mr. Zhang, please leave these drugs for us on a humanitarian basis.",
"Are these things scarce in France?"
"Yes," Donassian said. "Tens of millions of people are killed and injured on the battlefield every day, which requires a lot of medicines. Almost all medicines in France have been recruited by the army, but few people have."
Zhang Yiping thought for a while before saying, "I’m going to do some calculations first, just as if there are many words, we’ll handle them for you. Wait for my news."
When I left, I saw a lot of bread, flour and bacon on the street pulled out by French soldiers and sold at very cheap prices. The French people pushed cars out to buy them.
In the evening, Cheng Siliang came back. He met basil, but basil didn’t agree to his request, but he sent him to Harley to find a French Jew named Daniel.
Cheng Siliang, led by basil, found Daniel and brought him to Zhang Yiping. Because of the importance, Cheng Siliang made a decision for Zhang Yiping.
Cheng Siliang first told Zhang Yiping what he knew. It turned out that Daniel, a French Jew, was an arms dealer and he was very interested in the things in the British warehouse.
Daniel is neither fat nor thin. He is in his forties. He looks casual and his eyes are sly. He is a typical vendor.
During the conversation, Daniel admitted that he was the behind-the-scenes boss of basil. After pricing and counteroffer, Daniel promised to let the seriously injured people in China recover and be cared for by special doctors in the winery, while Zhang Yiping sold more than 14,000 rifles plus some light and heavy machine guns, shells, medicines and other materials to Daniel at a very high price and helped Daniel hide the facts.
Daniel took in the wounded in China, although it was a certain risk, but there were many Chinese laborers working for him in his vineyards and factories, not to mention that it was easy for hundreds of thousands of Chinese laborers in the state to hide it.
However, if these arms are shipped out of France to Russia and other places, they will make a lot of money. Even if they are transferred to factories and sold to the French government, Daniel will make a lot of money.
Zhang Yiping was also very relieved that if Daniel betrayed him and it was not good for the injured Chinese workers, if he wanted to tell the story, Daniel would be more than he bargained for, and the French government would take care of him.
At twelve o’clock in the evening, after Daniel’s carriage and car carried away the arms, Zhang Yiping blew up the arsenal and led the troops to disappear into the vast night.
Chapter 34 More than two foreign ghosts
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This night, I walked about 30 kilometers and arrived at a town called Noir in the early hours of the morning. The third battalion, Hu Congfu, had quietly controlled the whole Noir, and the remaining five battalions were arranged around Noir to surround Noir.
Noir town is a medium-sized French town with a vast forest behind it and a vast field in front of it. There is no garrison in the town.
Zhang Yiping took the guard company into Noir and saw that the soldiers of the third battalion of Hu Congfu really slept beside the eaves and the road besides patrolling the post.
Seeing that Zhang Yiping entered the town and Hu Congfu greeted him, he shouted loudly, "How can my hand soldiers follow the order of the regiment and not fight the French at all?"
This is not a country that does not disturb or sleep on the side of the road, is it? Zhang Yiping thought.
What he said, don’t disturb the French, is not so rigorous. After all, there is no difference between China and China.
In this way, people will not necessarily appreciate you, but will think that you are afraid of them.
On the one hand, Zhang Yiping hoped that the troops and the French would live in harmony and win the favor of the French, but Zhang Yiping also knew that this was probably his own wishful thinking.
The French are friendlier to Chinese workers than the British, but that’s because China people are cheap migrant workers who work for them. They are the bosses, so they have to show their kindness. This is better for China people. But once this identity balance is broken, the French will no longer be the bosses of China people, and China people will no longer be their cheap workers, but will be equal.
Will the French be so friendly to China people at this time?
Some time ago, in Duchy town, Zhang Yiping troops didn’t do this, so they lived in the mayor’s town office and ate bread there, but they just wrote a letter that Zhang Yongyuan couldn’t cash.