On the first day when the German army began to attack, Lin Youde was doing nothing in the old house of Xiafei's family.
He had no control over the French army's command system. The few troops he had brought with him were all floating on the Seine River. The small teams that penetrated behind enemy lines were in a state of autonomous activity, relying on the Gestapo and the lurking personnel of the European Bureau to communicate.
To put it simply, Lin Youde was suddenly in a state of being isolated. Of course, he could still give orders to He Langyabo, but Lin Youde felt that he was thousands of kilometers away and it was not good to give blind orders.
So, Lin Youde sat in a small pavilion in the garden and played chess with Serra amidst the rumbling sound of German artillery.
"Aren't you afraid that cannons will fall here?" Sera asked Lin Youde strangely.
Lin Youde shrugged: "At such a distance, even with aerial calibration, it is difficult to hit someone accurately. Simply put, for an individual human being, whether or not he is shot is completely a matter of probability, and the probability is not high."
In fact, what Lin Youde really wanted to say was, "Brother, who has a plug-in?" If a shell really hit him, he would be afraid that it would enter bullet time just before the gun fired, and he would have plenty of opportunities to avoid it.
Sera stared at Lin Youde for a long time before turning his attention to the chessboard and played a very strange move.
Lin Youde frowned. He had played chess with Josephine for ten years, and his level was supposed to be quite good, but now he couldn't figure out Sera's chess moves at all. Although he could barely suppress the little girl based on his experience,
But I can clearly feel the ability of this little girl.
If educated well, the little guy will definitely become a very useful person in his own right.
In fact, Lin Youde has been wondering recently whether this little girl could be the legendary goddess with specialized thinking. At first, Lin Youde thought that the little girl might be able to read minds. At first, he wanted to play chess with the little girl just to test her.
Can a guy read his own inner chess moves? But after playing so many games, Lin Youde felt that it wasn't the case. Then he considered that he was a cheat man and maybe the cheat had blocked the little girl's ability, so he let Wu Zhi know
The infatuated Josephine and Ba played chess with the little girl. In the end, no evidence was found.
In addition, during the long period of life on the ship from Helang Yabo to Paris, the little guy was basically inseparable from Lin Youde. This long-term close observation also made Lin Youde feel that this little guy really did not have the ability to see through other people's thoughts at a glance.
, but I always feel that something is wrong...
Lin Youde once wanted to ask the little girl directly what happened to her ability, but he felt that the nuns in the Russian monastery must have asked this question. The little guy didn't say it then and probably won't say it now, and... what if this happens?
The little guy is actually a super movie star. The innocent, uninhibited, indulgent and loving appearance on the surface is just an act, but secretly he is actually very sinister. If this is really the case, if you ask him directly, you will probably not get an answer.
However, the way Kayo looked this morning, he probably thought Sera was a goddess with the ability to read minds.
It was this matter that made Lin Youde decide that it would be better to ask. This was the purpose of Lin Youde asking Sera to play chess alone.
At this time, the situation on the chessboard is dominated by Serra. In chess, even if players with a big gap in strength play against each other, there may be situations where the weaker player has the advantage. What's more, the gap between Serra and Lin Youde's strength is not big, and they like to play.
An unexpected trick.
Seeing that victory was imminent, the little guy was obviously in a good mood. Although her face still showed the same lack of interest in most things as usual, her constantly shaking legs still betrayed her.
While pushing the chess piece, Lin Youde casually asked: "Sela, can you see people's inner thoughts?"
"Occasionally."
Lin Youde noticed keenly. After answering, Sera's legs stopped shaking.
The little girl didn't play chess, but looked at Lin Youde with a somewhat uneasy expression on her face.
Lin Youde hesitated for a moment and decided to continue asking: "Occasionally means... but not often?"
"I can tell if other people are happy or sad, but I don't know why." Serra said, "Occasionally I will feel something strange, and then a voice in my head will tell me, 'Ah, this is how this person feels'..."
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"Like 'Napoleon Bonaparte'?"
Sierra nodded.
She looked at Lin Youde, and the anxiety on her face turned into curiosity.
"Aren't you disappointed?"
Lin Youde blinked and asked, "Can you feel it if I am disappointed?"
Sierra nodded.
Lin Youde reached out his hand and gently stroked Sera's head.
I don't know why, but after the exchange just now, his love for this little guy has reached a new level.
But Sera used her own style and climbed directly onto the table, climbed over the chessboard, sat on Lin Youde's lap, and then rested her little head on Lin Youde's chest.
Lin Youde felt more and more that the little guy was like a cat, so the movements he made when teasing the little guy were exactly the same as when playing with a cat. But even Lin Youde's caring and considerate wives didn't believe that he would act like this
She had pure thoughts of being intimate with Sera, and Josephine even explicitly warned Lin Youde to at least wait until Sera came of age.
Lin Youde was playing with Sera when Josephine appeared in the courtyard.
"The VF who went for reconnaissance found the location of the enemy's artillery."
Sierra straightened up and whispered in Lin Youde's ear: "She was a little angry just now."
"What now?"
Lin Youde asked in a low voice.
Sierra tilted her head and looked at Josephine.
"Hmm... I happily took a bite of the cake but found that there was durian in it. But I really liked eating cake, so after eating it, I actually felt that the taste of durian was not bad... It felt like this..."
Lin Youde clapped his hands and laughed.
This time Josephine really showed an angry face.
"You... you are facing a formidable enemy, please be more serious!" This was the first time in so many years of marriage that Lin Youde enjoyed the roar of the Hedong lion from Josephine, and he was stunned at the time.
Sierra was still adding to the chaos: "She's very angry now."
Lin Youde thought it was up to you to say this!
Lin Youde stood up, coughed slightly and was thinking about how to appease his wife. Josephine said herself: "The troops are ready, just waiting for your order to attack the German artillery positions."
"Uh, ah, okay." Lin Youde nodded and was about to give the order when he suddenly remembered that there were important things that needed to be confirmed, "What about, what's the retreat plan after the assault is completed?"
"I just communicated with General Pétain on the phone. He has a newly formed corps in his hand. After our assault causes chaos to the enemy, this corps will launch an offensive and take the opportunity to seize the salient embedded in the French line.
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"Well, very good." Lin Youde nodded, "Start attacking."
After receiving Lin Youde's order, the Trojan No. 2 ship immediately started its engine and flew into the sky.
On the maintenance deck inside the ship, which is larger than the White Trojan, Lin Youde's elite troops, the Aztec Foreign Mercenary Group, are getting ready to go.
The Indian shaman was reciting strange incantations and dancing around a fire specially lit with kerosene barrels, while her assistants were holding colorful jars filled with strange smells and pouring them on the faces of the Indian warriors one by one.
Paint with oil paint.
The ceremony came to an end after the shaman made a strange cry, and then a strong man with many feathers on his helmet stood in front of the soldiers and began to lecture in Indian language: "Master Lin taught us how to live with dignity. Now
He gave us the opportunity to fight for our dignity! We want the Europeans to know that the Indian warriors are no worse than them!"
Unlike the speeches of politicians and cultural figures like Lin Youde, the Indian chief's words were simple and straightforward, but still aroused cheers among the soldiers.
At this time, the signal indicator light above the maintenance deck hatch changed from red to green, and at the same time, a somewhat blunt Indian language sounded from the loudspeaker: "Confirm that the wind direction is normal and the weather is suitable for air assault. Repeat, confirm that the wind direction is normal and the weather is suitable."
Suitable for air assault."
"We are ready!" the chief shouted to the deck officer in front of the deck operation desk in blunt Chinese.
Then, the electric bell before the hatch was opened rang throughout the deck.
Then a strong wind smelling of gunpowder smoke poured in from the gap in the open hatch.
When the hatch was fully opened, all the Chinese soldiers and mechanics on the deck stood at attention and saluted the Indians. The deck officer said to the red-skinned comrades on behalf of all the soldiers: "May the star of victory shine on you!"
The chief returned the salute to the deck officer, then took the lead in a short run and jumped into the sky outside the hatch. Following him, the Indian warriors jumped out of the hatch like dumplings.
They opened their arms and legs, and the wing membranes of their paragliding suits were blown open by the strong wind. Hundreds of elite Indian warriors transformed into flying squirrels and flew through the jungle composed of dark smoke pillars rising from the ground.
They quickly crossed over Paris. At the same time, VF dropped a signal bomb above the target German artillery position.
At an extremely close distance of about 100 meters from the German position, the chief took the lead and opened his parachute. The shells fired by the German cannon almost flew past the edge of his parachute and almost broke the parachute rope. After a short buffering period
, the chief landed on his feet - at this moment he realized that he had opened his umbrella a little late.
So he immediately jumped forward and rolled on the ground, using the roll to cushion the impact of landing.
The German gunners were all blinded, and they watched at a loss as Gululu rolled towards the unknown object next to the gun mount. It was not until the Indians half-knelt on the ground with the last bit of rolling inertia and drew out their long knives that they realized
until he was attacked.
The Indian raised his knife and chopped down the three gunners. Then he hid in the shadow of the cannon and began to unfasten the submachine gun fixed on his back.
More Indian soldiers fell from the sky, and soon the German advancing artillery positions were filled with the sound of machine gun sweeps and the unique "waaaagh!!" battle cry of the Indians as they killed.
Later that day, the French army launched an attack as agreed, and the German army was unprepared for this: they did not expect that the French would attack first despite the artillery fire prepared by the German army to start the attack.
From that day on, German artillery fire never visited Paris again.dd