Part 6 Chapter 9: Killing people

"If you want to shrink it, you must promote it; if you want to weaken it, you must strengthen it; if you want to abolish it, you must promote it; if you want to take it, you must go with it." Mr. Yan Fu found Chen Congyun's presidential office early, and did not say anything else when he met, but instead thought about the above words. Then he slowly took out a fan from his arms and gently went to Chen Congyun's desk, and then he sat slowly on the chair with a steep and stared at Chen Congyun's reaction.

Chen Congyun didn't understand the old man's meaning a little, so he opened the fan and wrote four words "Avoid urgent and endure".

What does it mean? Chen Congyun quickly figured it out. This was a way for Mr. Yan Fu to express his concerns, and at the same time he was reminding Chen Congyun to be a little too hasty.

After thinking it through, Chen Congyun smiled faintly, walked slowly to Yan Fu, bent over and bowed, and then smiled and said, "Thank you Mr. Yan for reminding me!" As he said, Chen Congyun slowly walked back to the table with a fan, looked at the four words on it, and pondered for a while: "Mr. Yan, Chen thought that our grandson had been pretending to be a long time in dealing with the issues of Britain and France, so we can't always pretend like this. The transactions must be done one by one, and the price must be opened again and again. If it is too harsh to go on, it will cause serious adverse sequelae."

Yan Fu listened to it with a slight thought, stood up with a smile, bowed to Chen Congyun and said, "This is why I have been thinking too much. I never thought that the President had already planned and took the initiative to say goodbye."

The mystery between the two made Li Yaoguo, who was standing on the side, look a little confused. Chen Congyun couldn't help but smile and said, "Li Yaoguo, haven't you figured it out yet?"

Li Yaoguo smiled bitterly and said, "I understand Mr. Yan's meaning, but I haven't figured out what he meant yet."

Chen Congyun smiled and said, "Have you ever seen silkworms eat?"

Li Yaoguo suddenly realized: "The great man is beyond Mr. Yan's expectations."

Yan Fu was worried that Chen Congyun was eager to express his opinion on the issue of standing in the team, while Chen Congyun tactfully told Yan Fu that I was not going to express my opinion on the line, but that I wanted to gain a little more.

In fact, Britain and France did not fully judge what the real purpose behind Chen Congyun's fierce reaction this time was. Since Chen Congyun took office, his policies towards Britain and France have always been relatively moderate, or a little weak. To a large extent, it is precisely because of the Chinese government's somewhat weak performance in the past that the representatives of Britain and France have created an illusion that China can still bully it appropriately. Even when Britain and France are eager to join the camp of the Allies, French representative Sarkozy was still accustomed to being arrogant and even had an illusion that completely gave up Vietnam's interests. This is a charity to China.

After Chen Congyun's fierce reaction, the result naturally triggered panic among the Allies. A French newspaper said mercilessly, "Our negotiators, perhaps for some purpose, angered the Chinese government at this time. This is really a frustrating thing. Don't foolish politicians have to let the people bear the consequences for their stupidity for their own interests. We can completely imagine how many infantry divisions can they form after their military industry basically catches up with Europe? It should not be difficult for us to think of the result."

At the end of March! After several emergency consultations, the British and French governments decided to replace negotiators and demanded to reopen negotiations with China, but were delayed by the Chinese government.

In early spring in Paris, a counterattack of a cold wave, and thick frost covered every corner of the city overnight. In a military camp outside Paris, a team of the Chinese Military Friendship Expedition Group set off from the hotel where they were staying early in the morning to conduct "friendly" exchange activities.

This is how politics is. Before the two sides completely broke up, the work on the surface was still done very well, at least because of their tough attitude in China, the treatment level of the military expedition team was quite high.

Some of the French soldiers in the military camps were undergoing intensive training, while others were conducting hand-to-hand combat practices. When they saw cars with Chinese flags driving in, the shouts of French soldiers also increased by octaves.

The sun had just emerged, and the French soldiers in a dense lineup were practicing with their steps and shouting horns under the rhythm of the war drums. Yang Zhi, who was still hunching his neck in the car, jumped out of the car, raised his chin slightly, stood on the side of the playground, sneering at the French soldiers' practice.

"See, French soldiers are the best. Even in the face of the most fierce firepower of the enemy, they will not mess up their formation." François, who had been in the Chinese army for a long time, has now returned to France and has become an army colonel. This time he was specially transferred to part-time translator and accompany him. At this moment, he saw that Yang Zhi seemed to be very interested in the training of the French army, and he couldn't help but boast about it.

Yang Zhi looked at the French soldiers practicing this queue, and couldn't help but show a slight disdain. After the Chinese army equipped with a large number of automatic weapons and mortars, they had long given up the tactic of intensive formation charges. Yang Zhi really didn't expect that the French would still be superstitious about this attack method. Of course, Yang Zhi would not be kind enough to remind François that this guy had also stayed in the Chinese army and would make such a mistake. That would be the one who deserved to die. Just like Sarkozy, the pig head, who knew that the Allies were facing great pressure from the Germans now, and he definitely did not want to push China to the Germans, but he even arrogantly angered Shen Congyun. What's wrong?

Yang Zhi, who had no opinion, turned around and exchanged glances at Shen Yiyang beside him, smiled faintly at François and said, "Well! It's good! Let's go there."

As Yang Zhi and Shen Yiyang walked towards the other end of the playground, a group of French soldiers were practicing assassination against the straw men. In terms of figure, Westerners have taken a lot of advantages over Easterners. Yang Zhi was about 1.76 meters tall, and he was really unable to show in front of tall French soldiers.

A French officer saw Yang Zhi and the others coming, and walked towards François with a smile. After the two exchanged a few words in French, François shook his head at the officer.

"What are you talking about?" Yang Zhi smiled and asked. François looked at the French officer a little embarrassedly, spreading his hands in Chinese and said, "I'm sorry, my colleague mistakenly believed that the Chinese soldiers' ability to fight against thorns is far inferior to that of French soldiers. He believed that when a French soldier was fighting for thorns, he had at least the ability to fight against two Chinese soldiers."

Yang Zhi couldn't help but feel a little angry when he heard this. He turned around and looked at Chen Yiyang meaningfully. Chen Yiyang returned a provocative look. Yang Zhi turned around and smiled and said to François: "Tell your colleagues, I am interested in communicating with French soldiers about their skills in fighting for thorns."

François had long expected Yang Zhi to react. François was really clear about the ability of the Chinese army to fight for stings. In Vietnam in the early years, wasn’t it just that the Chinese army was captured with bayonets?

François showed a regretful expression, shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands to the French officer and recounted Yang Zhi's meaning. After the French officer showed an incredible expression, he looked at Yang Zhi, who was half a head shorter than him, and after a little surprised, he turned around to greet a tall French soldier.

The French soldier who came over was a head higher than Yang Zhi. He looked at Yang Zhi's mocking tone and said to François in French: "Sir, are you sure this Chinese monkey is going to compete with me?"

François did not dare to translate the truth, and turned around and smiled at Yang Zhi, "He asked if he was sure he wanted to compete?"

After Yang Zhi nodded, the French officer arranged a wooden gun for someone to practice, as well as two sets of protective gear. Yang Zhi took the wooden gun, but shook his hand at the soldier holding the protective gear and said, "When Chinese soldiers practice assassination, they never use this thing. We emphasize actual combat."

After hearing François' translation, the tall French soldier showed a disdainful smile, walked to the center of the venue with a wooden gun, and set off.

"Hey, don't you remind him to be careful?" François asked when he saw that Chen Yiyang was not worried at all. He said hello again and again before leaving. The relationship between the Chinese government and Britain and France is in a delicate state. Don't cause any other unhappiness. François said this, in fact, hoping that Chen Yiyang would persuade Yang Zhi. After all, the French soldiers who went to fight were far greater than Yang Zhi.

What level of Yang Zhi's stinging skills? Chen Yiyang has seen it with his own eyes. When fighting Harubin, Yang Zhi was not inferior to two tall Russian soldiers alone. Even if the Russian army's stinging skills are not as bad as the French army, it is not much worse. One-on-one Chen Yiyang has absolute confidence in Yang Zhi. Besides, how can the Chinese people understand the level of hand-to-hand combat?

"Haha, you'd better worry about your compatriots." Chen Yiyang smiled and stood back. At this time, a group of Chinese officers surrounded him, and the French soldiers also leaned forward, and everyone formed a circle.

After the sound began, the tall French soldiers shouted like a mourning cry, without any intention of taking Yang Zhi seriously, and rushed up with a loud shot to knock down Yang Zhi. The tall French soldiers were indeed quite powerful, and it seemed that they were also the best one among the soldiers in this team of soldiers. This move immediately received a cheer from their companions, as if they had seen Yang Zhi fallen down.

An unexpected thing happened. Yang Zhi in the field just took a side step to the side, then gently pressed the opponent's wooden gun with a wooden gun, and then borrowed it to the side. When the French soldier who had used too much force rushed forward, Yang Zhi's butt stock was lifted up like lightning, and the French soldier's chin seemed to take the initiative to send it to Yang Zhi's butt stock, and he was hit hard.

After a muffled sound, the French soldiers leaned back in pain and raised their wooden guns upwards. At this time, Yang Zhi shouted calmly: "Kill!"

The head of the wooden spear was thrust hard on the opponent's stomach. The opponent suddenly curled up like a cooked shrimp in pain. He knelt on the ground with both feet, threw the wooden spear on the ground, and covered his stomach with both hands and couldn't stand up.

Dropping the wooden gun, Yang Zhi clapped his hands easily and said, "Send him to the hospital, I hope he can still have half of his teeth!"

As he said that, Yang Zhi slowly squeezed out in front of a circle of stunned French soldiers. Chen Yiyang quietly gave Yang Zhi a thumbs up, and Yang Zhi curled his lips and smiled: "It's not that I'm strong, it's that he's too scumbag, and he underestimated the enemy."

"Pretty, you keep pretending! Tianjin Martial Arts School has been fighting for three consecutive years! The one who is known as the contemporary blue-faced beast is yours, right?" Chen Yiyang revealed it mercilessly, and Yang Zhi pretended to be indifferent and smiled: "It's just good luck, so it's not true."

The French who lost face must be unwilling to accept it. However, the Chinese military officer group is a guest, so it is not easy for everyone to play gang fights together. Besides, the relationship between China and France is very delicate now, and the superiors will not agree if they are messed up. After Yang Zhi and the others left, François immediately went up to warn the defeated French officer.

This military camp is very large, with a French infantry division stationed. Yang Zhi and Shen Yiyang came with missions, so whenever they go to a place, they will be careless on the surface, but actually train the French army, the number of cannons and the number of automatic weapons, etc. After reading it, they will carefully remember it in their minds. They will go back to the evening and report to the delegation leader Duan Qirui.

At this time, Duan Qirui did not come out, but met with senior French military leaders. Yang Zhi and the others were not qualified to know what they had to discuss.

Although François had warned the officers below, the effect was not obvious. One morning, the news that Yang Zhi had knocked down his opponent had spread throughout the military camp. Wherever Yang Zhi went, he would almost encounter provocative gazes. The attitude of the French officers and soldiers made Yang Zhi feel quite strange. Didn’t he just attack a French soldier? Is it so serious?

After all, this guy Francois was a guy who had received a high salary in the Chinese army. During lunch, he secretly said to Yang Zhi: "The French soldier who was defeated by you is the sting champion in this division." Only then did Yang Zhi realize that his temporary performance had seriously damaged the self-esteem of the French "friendly army".

In the afternoon, more than a dozen officers including Yang Zhi were pulled to a shooting range, where a shooting training was being conducted. French soldiers lying in the shooting position were shooting with various weapons.

When he saw a French officer with a malicious look in his eyes, he came to meet him with a fake smile on his face, Yang Zhi felt that today's things were really a little troublesome.

"I heard that the training methods of the Chinese army are all imitated by the training methods of the German army. I believe your shooting level must be very high."

Knowing that things were coming, François kept winking Yang Zhi when he was translating, hoping that Yang Zhi would refuse the provocation of French officers. Who would have thought that Yang Zhi would say with a smile on his face: "Our overall shooting level is definitely the world's first-class, there is no doubt about this."

Francois had to go back with a bitter face and almost fainted from the French officer. How could such an unmodest guy be? In fact, Yang Zhi knew in his heart that things today cannot be done well, and this officer was definitely prepared. Even if Yang Zhi refused the competition, people would try every means to force Yang Zhi and others to submit. It would be better to go with the flow and boast. What's more, Yang Zhi was very confident in the military qualities of a group of officers.

"Yang, they hope you and your companions will come out to perform so that the soldiers can observe." François conveyed the French officer helplessly. Yang Zhi smiled and looked back at Cai E and others. He found that these guys were eager to try. He couldn't help but smile and nodded, "Tell your colleagues, we don't do performances, we should have a small shooting competition, with five people on each side."

Yang Zhi was determined to sluggish the confidence of French soldiers, so he took the initiative to ask for a competition.

French officers who were prepared for a long time naturally would not miss this opportunity to regain their faces. They quickly ordered five French soldiers. All fools knew that these soldiers were sharpshooters.

Yang Zhi also turned around and ordered Cai E and five other officers to come out. The French army handed over the Manlisha-Berhetiye rifle. The Chinese army had basically never contacted such rifles. In terms of weapons, Cai E and the others had already suffered a secret loss.

"Wait a minute! I have something to say." When the contestant above was about to go up to the competition, Yang Zhi said with a smile. François hurried over and asked, "Yang, do you need me to get a few k98s for you?"

Yang Zhi smiled and shook his head, "That's no need. It's a soldier. Any gun must be accurately shot in his hands to be considered a qualified soldier. I just want to add some fun to the competition and some small details."

After François translated in time, the French officer naturally asked: "What details?"

Yang Zhi said: "Actually it's no big deal. I mean to test the officers and soldiers from actual combat. So, I suggest that each player on both sides do 100 push-ups first, and then each person shoots ten shots in a half-squat position."

After hearing Yang Zhi's words, Shen Yiyang couldn't help but turn his head and smile secretly, thinking that Yang Zhi looked very honest on the surface, but in fact he was cunning.

The way Yang Zhi said is a special training method adopted by the Chinese army. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is unique in the world. This kind of training actually tests the endurance and stability of soldiers, especially the stability and accuracy of shooting in a state of exhaustion after a long-distance raid.

The French are playing tricks, and the sharpshooter is ready to get the spot back. Yang Zhi must have thought of this move long ago and then took the initiative to ask for a competition. It would be strange if Shen Yiyang is not happy. Not to mention the competition, it is strange that soldiers who do not often do this kind of training can still hold a steady gun after a hundred push-ups.

When Yang Zhi made this request at this time, the French officers could not refuse. If they refused, they would be like showing weakness and could only bite the bullet and jump into the pit dug by Yang Zhi.

The players on both sides got off the court and started doing push-ups. Before one hundred were finished, the five French soldiers could no longer hold on. On the other hand, Cai E and the others started this kind of training almost once a week since they entered the military academy, so naturally there would not be much difficulty.

At this time, the French officer's face had begun to become gloomy. Yang Zhi and Shen Yiyang looked at the five young subordinates with a smile. After completing 100 push-ups with a scheming attitude, they skillfully picked up the rifle and squatted down.

After being exhausted and sweating, the French contestants' hands squatting down and holding the gun were trembling. Cai E and the other five still seemed very stable. After the ten-bang shots, the French contestants' results were a bit terrible. A group of sharpshooters actually shot off the target. This time, they lost people again, and the one that was more serious.

Resisting his smile, Yang Zhi led a group of people to the car and left. Today's friendly exchange came to an end. In addition to repairing the self-esteem of the French army, the group of people also had a preliminary impression of the equipment and quality of the French army.

After the car started, Chen Yiyang finally couldn't help laughing and tilted backwards, pointing at Yang Zhi with one hand and said, "You kid is so bad! It's so sinister! Grandma's, Mazi doesn't call him Mazi, but a scam!"

Yang Zhi did not laugh much, but said relatively seriously: "Although the overall quality of the French army is not as good as that of the German army, it has begun to be equipped with a large number of automatic weapons. From this point of view, it is unlikely that the German army will want to replicate the glory of the French-Prussian War in the future war. Unless..."

Chen Yiyang also stopped smiling and asked, "Unless what?"

Yang Zhi whispered: "Unless the snails that are crawler-shaped tortoise shells like the Independent Cavalry Army can reach the speed of the car and be equipped with a lot of equipment, and then in the early stages of the battle, a large amount of investment will be made to break through the enemy from both wings."

If Yang Zhi's words were heard by Chen Congyun, he would definitely point at Yang Zhi and say, "You kid, stop working as an infantryman, just go to the Independent Cavalry Army to do it."

Chen Yiyang nodded in agreement with Yang Zhi's words and said, "This is reasonable, but the attack tactics shown by the French army are too stiff. In the future European war, if the French army actively attacks the German army, it is likely to pay a heavy price in the early stages." Chen Yiyang's words were combined with the current German army's equipment. In addition to a large number of Maxim, the current German army has developed and developed light machine guns through military cooperation with China, and has begun mass production and put them into the army.

Faced with so many automatic weapons from the German army, if the British and French troops do not realize the lag of tactics in time, they will definitely suffer a great loss.
Chapter completed!