One night later, Bu Wei, the housekeeper who came to open the door after hearing the noise, saw that it was Zhao Xin standing outside the door. He shook his head in disbelief and thought to himself, wasn't this guy writing something in the room? Could he have jumped out of the window?
A fetish for going out?
Zhao Xin learned from Bu Wei that Deng Fei had returned, so he went straight to the second floor and knocked on the door. After entering the room, before Deng Fei could speak, he took out a book from his arms and handed it to him.
"Take a look first, this is the French version."
Deng Fei took it in confusion, took it to the candlestick, looked at the cover, and briefly flipped through it. He couldn't help but said in surprise: "This is... the structural diagram of the interior of the Temple Tower?!"
"Yes." Zhao Xin poured himself a glass of water and drank it in one breath before saying: "I asked the owner of the bookstore and he said that the author of this book is the director of the Manuscript Department of the National Library of France, specializing in the study of French court history.
Yes. You should take a good look at it in the next few days, and then compare it with the information Degene brought."
Deng Fei put down the book and asked curiously: "You disappeared for two days, just to buy books?"
"How is that possible?" Zhao Xin rolled his eyes and said, "I went to Le Havre, wandered outside the port for a long time, and bought an empty container. It will be delivered to a warehouse outside Paris in two days."
After hearing this, Deng Fei couldn't help but stare and said: "Are you planning to take people over?!"
"No! I just want to get people out of jail."
In the next few days, Deng Fei declined all banquets and visits on the grounds of physical discomfort, and concentrated on reading the books brought back by Zhao Xin. For certain invitations that he could not refuse, Jiao Xun or Huang Chengji would appear on his behalf.
De Guigne was responsible for translating. The two men, Jiao and Huang, with their extremely ancient clothes and gentle manners, satisfied the curiosity of many French people. Because he was responsible for the translation work of the Beihai Town Mission, De Guigne was responsible for translating.
He came to visit every day openly and took the opportunity to exchange information with Zhao Xin and Deng Fei.
On the fifth day after Zhao Xin and the others arrived in Paris, old Deguine finally found a plan of the Temple Tower made in the 17th century in the royal archives. That night Deguigne took it to the Place des Vosges and handed it over to him.
Deng Fei.
With the arrival of the first batch of two thousand pounds of wheat donated by Beihai Town to the Paris city government, Deng Fei and the others suddenly became popular in the eyes of Paris citizens. Naturally, De Guigne, who served as the translator, also became more prosperous, and even the Paris Commune gave up the search.
His trouble. This guy would be called to the tavern every day by a group of "sans-culottes" who were full and had nothing to do, and they would talk nonsense about their experiences in the East. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he also found out about many imprisoned people.
The situation of the king's family.
Since the five members of Louis XVI's family were imprisoned in the Temple Tower on August 13, they have been basically isolated from the outside world. Among the imprisoned people were Louis XVI himself and a personal servant named Hartnett.
Footmen, Queen Marie Antoinette, the King's sister Elisabeth Philippe, eldest daughter Marie Theresa Charlotte, and Louis Charles.
Although the collection of paper information is almost complete, everyone does not have an intuitive understanding of the Temple Tower. You must know that the tower was later demolished by Napoleon's order, and in another time and space, it has been turned into a park. At present, except
As for the internal structure, he still knew nothing about the tower or even the appearance of the great monastery.
He weighed it again and again, and finally found Degene, mounted a small 2-centimeter-square camera on his coat, and carefully told the other party how to use it. Degenere didn't understand it at first, but when he saw it
He was shocked after the test footage came out. If he hadn't stayed on the Thor for nearly a month and had seen a lot of incomprehensible things, he would have definitely thought it was black magic.
"Mr. Zhao, I would like to ask why you can appear in this small square? This is more realistic than the most exquisite sketch! I have never seen such a painting."
"Uh... Well..." Zhao Xin was in trouble. How could he explain to a person in the 18th century what a "photoelectric conversion system" was? Rudolf Hertz's father probably still
There's no trace! Besides, Zhao Xin's level of physics is enough to explain this matter clearly, so he might as well just go to sleep.
"This is a device that forms and records images through the principle of optical imaging. In 400 BC, there was a great inventor in China named Mozi...Bula Bula."
What else could he do? Zhao Xin could only ramble on, even bringing up the allusion of the founder of the Mohist family's "small hole imaging". The more Degene listened, the more dizzy he became, and the blue veins in his forehead were pounding.
In 400 BC, the Gauls were chased across the mountains and plains by the Greeks and Celts!
Thinking of this, he suddenly said in a confused way: "My father has studied Eastern culture for many years. He believes that you Chinese are a branch of the ancient Egyptians, and he also said that you were the first to discover the American continent."
Zhao Xinxin said that this was all nonsense and said casually: "We have nothing to do with the Egyptians. Do you know about the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors? If you have a chance, Mr. Jiao can give you a lesson!"
It took almost a whole morning for Degenie to finally master the use of the camera. Then he didn't even eat lunch and went to the vicinity of the Temple Tower in excitement. Don't look at the entrance and interior of the Temple Tower, which are very tightly guarded.
, but incited by the hatred of the Jacobins, a group of cynical Parisian civilians ran near the tower every day and shouted insults at the Louis XVI family. For example, "Louis the traitor" was what they most often said. But this is also
This gave Degene an opportunity to take a careful picture of the surrounding environment.
After returning home, Zhao Xin read it and told him to take more pictures of the exterior of the tower prison and to go around in a circle and take pictures of every place.
De Guigne spent almost three afternoons, photographing a large number of images including the tower and surrounding scenery from far to near; including the heavy door with iron spikes, the iron grilles outside the windows on the tower,
Surrounded by soldiers standing guard with guns, and the large garden covering an area of 5,000 square meters in the southeast corner.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! With these information as a reference, and Deng Fei has carefully read the book bought by Zhao Xin twice, so it’s 11
On the afternoon of March 8th, Zhao Xin and Deng Fei called Elu and the team leaders of the two special operations battalions to formulate a rescue plan in detail. The time of the operation was set at one o'clock in the morning three days later, which was the beginning of the lunar calendar.
One, there is no moon at night.
Zhao Xin's requirements for this operation are not only to memorize the terrain and room locations, but also to be fast! Anyone who tries to resist or block will be killed! The time from the beginning of the rescue operation to the elimination of all the guards inside the tower cannot be exceeded
More than 20 minutes.
You must know that in addition to a National Guard of nearly 300 people in the Grand Abbey, there are more than 40 guards and guards in the Temple Tower, and even four surveillance teams sent by the Paris Commune. Every morning at eight
Click shift. It is difficult to ensure that the people in the tower will jump over the wall and attack Louis XVI and his family when they find out that something is wrong.
Before the operation started, Zhao Xin still had to do an experiment. He asked his housekeeper Bu Wei to help him find a cat, no matter what breed it was, as long as it was lively and active. Although Bu Wei felt it was a little strange, he still obeyed the order and directly put himself on the cat.
My tabby cat was brought to me.
However, in the morning of the next day, Buwei saw his cat huddled in a corner, retching half-dead. It finally screamed and staggered when walking. Buwei was very surprised and thought that my cat might have a bad stomach.
?
After testing animals, it was time to test people. In the years since the 18th century, Zhao Xin had always brought modern people back and forth. This was the first time he had brought ancient people with him, and he was not sure whether it would work.
It was dark in the Place des Vosges late at night. Under the weak moonlight, a black shadow appeared first, and then a large container eleven meters long, two meters wide and two meters high appeared in the open space. The black shadow
Ying first opened the door of the container, and then said to the other person behind him who had his back turned to him: "Come here."
When Wen Dai heard Zhao Xin speak, he turned around. When he saw the big dark guy, Leng Buding was trembling in his heart: "Where did this thing come from? There was nothing there just now!"
Fortunately, Elu had warned him before he and Zhao Xin came out, telling him not to make a fuss about anything he saw. Zhao Xin turned on his flashlight, walked into the container, picked up a yellow diving respirator from the ground and put it on Wen Dai's back.
After putting it on, he first checked the pressure gauge, pressure reducer and various joints, then opened the air supply valve on the mask and asked Wen Dai to put the mask on.
"15 minutes! If I don't open the door, I must not take off the mask!"
"Understood!" Wen Dai responded dully through his mask and gestured at the same time.
Zhao Xin immediately walked outside and closed the door. The container was instantly plunged into darkness. Wen Dai stretched out his hand and touched the wall of the container. He was about to lean over when he suddenly felt his head sinking suddenly and he fell down.
He fell to the ground, and then greater dizziness and discomfort hit him. His chest felt very uncomfortable, and strong nausea surged up from his stomach. Wen Dai didn't know what was happening outside, and felt that he
Like a small boat in the ocean, being tossed around by waves tens of meters high, ten minutes becomes as long as a hundred years...
I don’t know how long it took, but the door of the container creaked, and then a dazzling light hit the face of Wen Dai, who had already lost consciousness. Zhao Xin, who was sweating profusely, quickly stepped forward and took off the oxygen mask and pushed it away.
The other party's eyelids found that the pupils had begun to dilate, and he reached out to touch the other party's carotid artery. His heartbeat was frighteningly fast. He took off the oxygen bottle from Wen Dai's body and dragged the person outside. Then he collected the container.
He struggled to lift Wen Dai up and walked quickly towards the apartment building.
Elu and others who had been waiting at the door were shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly helped him to the living room on the first floor. A quarter of an hour later, Wen Dai finally woke up after undergoing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, but soon fell into a coma again.
Status. Zhao Xin measured his heartbeat and blood pressure. After struggling for a long time, he finally determined that there was no big problem with the other party, and he felt at ease.
"This is too suspenseful!" After seeing Wen Dai's situation, Deng Fei whispered to Zhao Xin who was sitting aside: "It doesn't seem to be possible! Even he is like this, that child... can't
Kill him?"
Zhao Xin was silent for a long time and said slowly: "I think it's a matter of time. 15 minutes is too long."
"What did you do?"
"I ran as fast as I could from the Place des Vosges to the intersection where the Temple Prison is, where I drew a circle on the ground to mark the location of the turrets, and then ran back again for exactly 15 minutes."
"Run?!" Deng Fei frowned and thought for a while, then looked at Zhao Xin with a horrified expression...
After dawn, Wen Dai woke up and felt exhausted all over. Although the dizzy feeling had subsided, he still felt nauseous and staggered when he walked. He would definitely fall down if he didn't hold on to something. The previously strong somersaulter
The cow-like Ewenki man has now turned into a pale-faced soft-legged shrimp, just like the cat brought by the housekeeper Buwei earlier.
Zhao Xin and Deng Fei discussed it for a long time in the morning and felt that there was no better way. It would take at least 7 minutes to run back to the Place des Vosges from the location of the Temple Prison in another time and space.
Just faint, even fainting to death is better than going to the guillotine. What's more, once the city of Paris is alerted by gunfire, the National Guard and civilians arriving will surround the Temple Prison and the Grand Abbey; even if the special war
The people in the camp can fight their way out with advanced weapons, but how many people will die?
Time soon came to November 12th, which was the day of action.
In order to distract the attention of the outside world, Deng Fei took Jiao Xun and Huang Chengji out in the evening. Today they were invited by the British in Paris to go to the "British Club" of the White Hotel to participate in a grand banquet.
At the dinner party, many key members of the Jacobin faction will attend.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before dinner, the cook of the special operations battalion specially added some "seasoning" to the pot of soup served by the housekeeper and the servant. This thing was Zhao Xinjiao
For him.
These days, people in Beihai Town basically start their own restaurants except for going out to eat. With Zhao Xin, it is easy for everyone to eat whatever they want. Buwei and the servants at first felt that the Chinese were really unnecessary.
Several of the fired chefs used to be royal chefs in the palace. However, after trying it one time, Buwei found that the taste was very good, so he started eating Beihai Town's big pot rice every day.
Just after finishing cleaning up after dinner, a dozen French servants felt sleepy. Before nine o'clock in the evening, they yawned one after another and went back to the attic room to fall asleep. At ten o'clock, they suddenly fell asleep.
Bu Wei, who was drinking coffee, was so sleepy that he swayed. Under Zhao Xin's persuasion, he also went back to the house to rest.
Half an hour later, Elu led people up to the attic and confirmed that these guys were asleep, so they returned to the first floor and started to get busy. There were a total of 20 soldiers from the special operations battalion participating in the operation. Due to the interior of the Temple Tower Prison,
There is only one spiral staircase that only allows two people to pass side by side. If more people go there, it will only cause congestion, not to mention that the container cannot be loaded.
The group of people checked their weapons and equipment, and then put them on. Dark blue night uniforms and helmets, masks, soft-soled leather boots, stab-proof clothing, long and short guns with silencers, black daggers, and several 8-8
High-power helmet-mounted binocular monocular low-light night vision device.
Although Zhao Xin promised Yu Deli that it would be the last time he went to Yangzhou City to rescue people, he still broke his promise. There was no other way. If he wanted to go in and out quickly without leaving any traces, he had to do it himself.
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At around 11 o'clock in the evening, Deng Fei and the others came back. After another half an hour, the whole apartment was silent again. Looking from the outside, the people inside had already fallen asleep.
At midnight, when the clock on the wall struck the twelfth time, everyone in the dark room turned their eyes to Zhao Xin, who was smoking a cigarette. He suddenly stood up and flicked the cigarette butt.
He pinched it in a small bowl and said in a deep voice: "Let's go!"