As a recruit, Dai Li had no chance to leave the camp to see the French style, and the natural intelligence was not transmitted. It was not until one day that they won the confrontation with other platoons that they had the opportunity to go out.

The soldiers of Thunder International are quite likely to appear on Nancy City Street. But if there are only two or three people, then they must have something to do.

If a team of soldiers had no less than ten people when they were operating on the street, then it was almost certain that these people were soldiers who were on vacation. They would have some money in their pockets, they could drink and go shopping, but the number of people was no less than ten.

Since it is necessary to give soldiers a holiday, they will try to keep secrets and safety as much as possible during wartime. Thunder International has considerable requirements for soldiers leaving the battalion during holidays and uses military police to supervise. Although they do not have to line up in a row as the People's Liberation Army once asked, they must act collectively.

Two jeeps carried soldiers shouting and relaxing in Liying across the market.

Dai Li walked on the increasingly prosperous streets of Nancy City, enjoying the gentle sunshine of early summer in France. Looking at the French girls and the large amount of American goods sold in the shops, he raised his head with his comrades and watched the airships and planes flying in the sky.

This is how Dai Li has been looking for opportunities to connect with Wu Zhihui, and he started to act according to the prior agreement.

"Squad leader, which tavern in the city has the best wine, and if there are many girls there..."

Dai Li said something that suits John Liu's appetite. It is not bad to touch the men after watching French girls who like langbo.

"Well, I know a place where we only allow us and French soldiers to go, what do you want!"

"Okay, long live the squad leader..."

Cheers came from the jeep, and some people patted Dai Li on the shoulder and praised him for making an excellent proposal. From the time of making this suggestion, Dai Li's heart finally let go, because that was the place where he and Wu Zhihui met.

Even in broad daylight, the designated bar is filled with smoke. The sunlight shining into the glass windows is like a few beams of light shining obliquely on the floor full of cigarette butts.

Not only are there soldiers from various branches of Thunder International on holiday here, but also a large number of French soldiers. Although there is such a chaotic place, almost all the service personnel here have been screened by the French intelligence department and Thunder International Intelligence Department, with clean backgrounds.

Especially those women who accompany the bar, even their lives will be subject to certain surveillance. The local gangsters in Nancy City, which monopolize these "businesses", are also helping to monitor.

While drinking, Dai Li's eyes pretended to follow the French waitresses in the light clothes, looking for the pickup among the crowd.

"Is that fat old man the one who is him?"

Not long after, Dai Li discovered that it was not far from them and saw a look of expectation that seemed to be implicitly expectant. This person was Wu Zhihui.

Originally, he shouldn't have come here with his identity and status. But because of his special identity, he could force the teachers from Zhenhua School to come here for a drink.

During this period, he had become disgusted by "sucking in this smokey place almost every day. But the news he received showed that spies sent from China had entered the army of Thunder International. Then, according to the agreement, this is the only place where you can safely connect.

"Hi, girl!"

When they came to the bar, these soldiers who were usually trained in the Thunder International Military Camp showed the kind of young people's love for beauties. Especially these free people from the United States, chasing the "beauties" in the bar seemed to be the only thing they would do.

Dai Li smiled hard with difficulty because he thought of ways to spread the information.

"Did you see that chick? That chick who was joking with the French soldiers?"

Dai Li's words obviously attracted the interest of the brothers. They didn't know that this guy who didn't talk much had this hobby. The squad leader raised his eyes and glanced, knowing that this was not a good opportunity, but it was a good opportunity to fight.

Fighting with a French soldier can be regarded as a disguised test of the results of the training. Although, the soldiers of Thunder International may not win every time they fight.

"What are you? Are you going to touch her ass?"

Dai Li grinned. Even at this time, he smiled without any ambiguousness.

The girl who sat with French soldiers and joked was obviously not a bar girl. When men were keen on fighting, what French women were keen on was not watching their children at home.

"Go, boy, we are your strong backing..."

The brothers around him laughed and cheered Dai Li up. Fighting for women with French soldiers is not a big deal. As long as they are not fighting with their own brothers, even if they fight in groups, they will eventually be captured by the military police.

In order not to affect the training, they would not be locked up, and no one would hit them with military sticks. The punishment was nothing more than three times a day, one thousand volts each time, or jumping around the camp twice. And this was also a matter of being in the limelight. After all, when you are punished for this matter, the brothers would cheer for this matter.

"Look at me!"

Dai Li held a large glass of beer in his hand, pretending to be a pig brother on his face, and went straight to the man and woman who were chatting happily while drinking red wine.

"ah!"

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As expected, the French soldier who was with her immediately stood up and yelled at Dai Li, and his eyes showed a fierce look. Dai Li didn't expect that the wine glass in his hand had already been raised, and the wine inside poured the French soldier's face.

The French soldier roared, raised his long legs and kicked at Dai Li. Perhaps it was intentional, Dai Li's body flew towards Wu Zhihui.

Or Thunder International soldiers often fight with French soldiers, and no one is surprised here. As for the reception in the tavern, they are already dialing the gendarmerie.

"Damn it!"

John Liu whistled and rushed up with his brothers. The French soldier also raised his neck and roared, as if he had sprinkled beans into soldiers, and immediately came a large group of French soldiers.
Chapter completed!