Although the French Resistance became famous in later generations not for their fighting, but for the liquidation after the war, the French Resistance actually made a lot of contributions, and even the French Communist Party joined the Free French Organization established by General de Gaulle.
These men and women who did not give up the struggle were active in every place in the occupied areas, fighting the invaders in various ways.
The Allies have not abandoned these resistance organizations. Intelligence agencies are using various channels to provide support to the resistance organizations. Weapons, funds, medicines, and everything that can be used to fight the Germans will be sent to the hands of the resistance organizations.
After nightfall, Chen Mo followed Chen Laoliu around the alleys, and finally stopped in front of a closed factory that didn't know what it was doing.
"Brother, we're here!"
When Chen Laoliu went back for the first time, he found that Chen Mo had disappeared. He was immediately shocked and wondered if Chen Mo had not followed his footsteps. Just when he was about to go back to find someone, Chen Mo walked out of the darkness.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
"There is a hidden pile, I took care of it!"
"Ah! Then this place may not be safe!"
Chen Laoliu quickly called the door with a coded signal. After a while, a small hole was opened in the thick wooden door. The person inside shone a flashlight on their faces before opening the door and letting them in.
"Zhao, who is this?"
A tall, middle-aged man wearing work clothes looked at Chen Mo and asked.
"My cousin, I want to take him with me!"
"This won't work, we don't have that many places!"
"If you don't help me, I won't help you either!"
Zhao Laoliu said decisively, he still didn't believe that these French people could accomplish great things without his help!
"Zhao, you can't do this, we agreed!"
The big white man suddenly became anxious. He hesitated for a few seconds, then went to a closed room inside the factory, then nodded and said.
"I'll go discuss it with those people! But don't get your hopes too high!"
The middle-aged man immediately walked into the room, and then there were a few sentences in English that Chen Mo could understand, followed by a burst of chattering. Then the middle-aged man revealed half of his body from the door and waved to the two of them.
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Chen Mo walked over and saw a few guys in the room, but their spirits were completely different from those outside. Looking at their clothes, it was obvious that they were from London.
The leader was a man in his thirties who was not tall, just over 1.7 meters tall, with slightly bald hair. He looked ordinary, but the people in the room were all standing around him, indicating that he was the one holding the position.
idea person.
"Do you Chinese think this is a special tourist plane? Do you know what we have to leave behind in order to make room for one person?"
Seeing the other party roaring angrily, Chen Mo expressed his understanding. The resistance organization and the British used the SD model of the Lysander biplane. This thing can hold three people, but it can't fit any more, but Chen Mo didn't agree.
The other party said that if one is not enough, send two. A military police commander with at least a general level and dozens of school officers and lieutenants is worth more than two Laisangs no matter what!
"I can help you without getting on the plane, but his family must be sent away first!"
"Help? What will you do?"
The bald man looked at Chen Mo suspiciously. Although everyone was in the Allied camp, arrogance and prejudice were still inevitable.
"At least more than you know how to do!"
Chen Mo took a look at the people in the house, and there were only seven of them. Give him half a second to take care of them all.
"Boy, I have no shortage of braggarts here!"
"Well, then you can go and see the man lying in the sewer at the door. He shouldn't be one of yours, right?"
Chen Mo's words made the bald man change his expression. Several agents immediately went out and carried a figure into the factory after a while.
"It's the Gestapo!"
After a search, British agents found the other party's ID and gun.
The expressions of the agents in the room suddenly changed. They thought their operation was secretive, but now it seems that something may have gone wrong.
"Pack your things, prepare to move, and wake him up to see what else he knows!" The bald man glanced at Chen Mo gratefully, and then motioned to the two of them to wait while we went to a safer place to discuss in detail.
Everyone was busy packing their things in a hurry, while Chen Mo planned to watch the two British agents preparing to interrogate the prisoners.
No one covered their faces because they had no intention of surviving.
After being awakened, the Gestapo was obviously confused and didn't even know how he fainted. Under the forced confession of the British agents, this not very determined National Socialist fighter was immediately recruited.
These Germans didn't actually know about the assassination plan of the resistance organization. They were watching the factory because the neighbors reported to the police that there was noise and people were often coming in and out with large and small bags. The Gestapo thought it was some kind of underground place.
It was a black market, so we sent people to keep an eye on it.
After asking for the reason, the unlucky man's neck was broken and his body was sent into the sewers of Paris overnight. Chen Mo also took away the other party's wallet and handed all the banknotes in it to Zhao Laoliu.
"That's enough money to buy several loaves of bread and vegetables!"
Zhao Laoliu didn't mind either. In the First World War, the Chinese workers picked up garbage much more ferociously than this.
On the contrary, he felt that he deserved Chen Mo's care, but no one was Moji. After the group moved to the safe house, the commander of the resistance organization expressed his heartfelt thanks to Chen Mo. These agents fell into the hands of the Germans.
Needless to say what the outcome will be.
"Your seats will be ready. When the time comes, I will send someone to pick up his family! Also, do you really want to join us?"
"I'm not doing anything anyway, you should be able to pay me wages, right?"
Chen Mo shook his head, maybe his mission target would be activated on these British agents!
"Then what will you do?"
"I can shoot!"
Chen Mo patted his holster. After the agent leader saw it, he glared at his men again. These guys didn't even search them!
"Okay then, this..."
"Just call me Serente!"
"Okay, Mr. Serent, welcome to the Paris Action Team!"
The bald man stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Chen Mo. Perhaps they still harbored arrogance and discrimination, but in the face of a common enemy, these factors were suppressed deep in their hearts.
"Brother, what should we do now?"
After coming out of the resistance camp, Zhao Laoliu still felt like he was in a dream.
"Of course we are preparing birthday gifts. Aren't we going to wish the Commander of the Military Police a birthday?"
