Warships are known as floating territories. This statement is not an exaggeration. In the common understanding of all countries in the world, after a country's warships visit another territory, people will regard these warships as a symbol of that country's sovereignty and territory.
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A sailor in a white dress on the Zheng Chenggong grabbed the heavy cable and threw it hard. The cable drew a beautiful arc and landed in front of the German sailors who had been waiting on the dock. Germany stood on the dock
The sailor smiled and extended a thumbs up in front of him. Even though it was a small throw, it contained a lot of knowledge. The sailor who threw the rope would never have been able to do it so neatly without long-term and hard training.
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The Port of Le Havre is the second largest port in France and the import and export gateway for the industrial areas in the middle and lower reaches of the Seine River. The port is responsible for the transshipment of goods between France and South and North America, and is an ideal port for travel to and from Spain, Portugal, Ireland and Scotland.
The transit port can save three or four days compared to the Nordic ports and is connected to the entire France and Western Europe.
It is no exaggeration to say that this port is one of the most important ports in Europe. Such a large port will naturally have no shortage of porters and merchants. According to statistics, there are tens of thousands of dock porters making a living here all year round. Some of them are French.
There are nearly 2,000 British, Belgian and Chinese workers. Although the number of Chinese workers is large, they are generally a vulnerable group. Not only the French, who are also porters, look down on them, but even the British,
All the white people in Belgium can bully them at will. But today, all the white people are silent. They see all the Chinese people here passing on new clothes that they are only willing to wear during the New Year.
They sang their treasured gongs and drums, held the national flag of their country, and joyfully flocked to the pier to greet their own fleet. The white people on the pier looked at these cheerful Chinese people and silently made way for them.
It's not that they suddenly became good people, but they saw the huge warships and the huge cannons outside the port.
"Brothers, you must remember that the fleet is the country, and you must receive our compatriots well. Do you understand?" This is the captain of the battleship Zhenyuan, Colonel Hou Heng, shouting loudly.
When the Zhenyuan slowly docked, the Chinese workers who had been waiting at the dock swarmed in. Most of them rushed to get on the Zhenyuan, because in their eyes, this ship was the largest, with the same gun barrel.
The largest warship is definitely the most powerful.
"Fellows and compatriots, please come aboard slowly and don't crowd. The warship is very spacious and we will definitely be able to accommodate everyone." On board the Zhenyuan, the dozens of officers and soldiers maintaining order were sweating profusely.
Looking at the majestic warship and the huge gun muzzle, many people on board shed tears. A white-haired old man tremblingly boarded the warship with the help of a middle-aged man beside him, and then suddenly knelt on the warship
He burst into tears on the deck, tremblingly stroking the deck and turrets that had been polished shiny by the sailors with his hands covered with thick calluses, and kept shouting, "Zhenyuan, this is our country
The new Zhenyuan number?”
The man next to him said with red eyes: "Dad, this is the newly built Zhenyuan No. in our country."
A few turbid tears flowed from the old man's skinny and deep-set eyes, and his hoarse voice seemed to be shouting out with all his strength: "Okay, okay, Mr. Ding, Yang Guan will take care of you, and Ma Jifen will take care of you, you can rest in peace.
Our Chinese Navy has rebuilt the Zhenyuan and we can fight against Japan again. Lord Deng Shichang, have you seen that our Beiyang Navy has a successor?"
Seeing the old man kneeling on the deck and sobbing, the sailor on the side quickly stepped forward and helped him up, "Old man, get up quickly and tell me what you have to say."
After being helped up, the old man was still sobbing and speechless. Seeing more and more officers and sailors coming over, the man beside him quickly explained: "Military officers, I'm really sorry. My father
He originally served on the Zhenyuan ship of the Beiyang Navy. In the 21st year of the reign of Emperor Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty, the Zhenyuan ship was captured by the Japanese at Weihaiwei. My father escaped. To avoid being hunted by the Japanese soldiers, he fled to France and never returned.
However, when he saw the Zhenyuan ship coming back today, he couldn't help but lose his composure."
At this time, Hou Heng came over and asked what was going on. The sailors on the ship told him everything. After hearing this, Hou Heng supported the old man with both hands and said emotionally: "Old man, I am the captain of this warship.
, Don’t worry, the Japanese have been beaten away by us, you no longer have to worry about the Japanese coming to catch you.”
"Okay, okay, it's very useful. What is the position of this gentleman on the ship?" The old man's hearing was obviously not very good, so he turned his head and asked his son tremblingly.
"Dad, this gentleman is the highest officer of this Zhenyuan ship, that is, Lord Hou Henghou, the commander of this ironclad ship." The son beside him hurriedly explained loudly in the old man's ear.
"What Guandai?" The old man hurriedly patted his sleeves and knelt down on one knee and said to Hou Heng: "Lin Weifan, the second officer of the gunnery of the Beiyang Navy Zhenyuan ship, has met Mr. Guandai."
"Hey, old man, you can't help it. We are now the Republic of China, and we don't want to be like the Qing Dynasty anymore." Hou Heng quickly helped the old man up.
After Lin Weifan finished speaking, he took out a red cloth package from his arms with difficulty. He opened it solemnly and revealed a yellow dragon flag. He said to Hou Heng with difficulty: "Master Hou, I know that the Qing Dynasty is gone now, but
This flag is the only thing that all our brothers on the Zhenyuan ship miss. Mr. Yang Yonglin gave this flag to me before he died in the battle and asked me to keep it well. We must let the court rebuild Beiyang. Now we have another
I have given you the new Zhenyuan, and I hand over this flag to you. This also fulfills the wishes of Lin Guandai, Yang Guandai and the brothers who died fighting for the country."
Hou Heng solemnly took the Yellow Dragon Flag with both hands, "Old man, don't worry, we will definitely preserve it well and never let down the last wishes of our predecessors."
"Okay, I'm relieved now. You must fight for our country." Lin Weifan's voice became lower and lower, and finally he lost his voice.
A long cry of "Daddy" alarmed everyone on the ship. When the ship's military doctor arrived, they found that old Lin Weifan had passed away quietly with a smile on his face. His body was actually full of various diseases.
, the reason why he was still holding on for a breath was because he wanted to take another look at the Chinese Navy's own warships. Now that his wish has been fulfilled, he is also going to look for his old bosses and brothers.
When this incident reached the ears of Su Tong who was far away in Nanjing, Su Tong immediately ordered that the old man's remains be cremated and brought back to Liugong Island for burial together with the fallen Beiyang sailors.
The Paris Police Department building is located on the north bank of the Seine River, which is also a relatively prosperous area in Paris.
This is a beautiful and neat four-story building, with a huge black brick roof full of skylights, and the exterior walls are decorated with Roman-style stone columns, which looks a bit like the Renaissance style.
Although the granite walls painted with khaki paint have become a bit gray and dim with the passage of time, the solemn and solemn atmosphere unique to all big city police stations in the world has not been reduced by this, especially in that area.
The huge carved yellow pine gate is still filled with sandbags and barbed wire barricades.
Army Lieutenant General Billy Henry is currently standing in front of the huge window of the ornately decorated director's office on the fourth floor, looking at the scenery outside the window with his hands behind his back. This is one of the rooms with the best view in the entire building. From here, you can
See the spire of Notre Dame Cathedral in the distance.
But if you want to see further, you have to go to the attic. Of course, the proud Lieutenant General Billy will not devalue himself and go to such a dirty and small place just to see some boring scenery.
Now Lieutenant General Billy is probably the most idle police chief in the world. Since the Germans occupied Paris, all the work has been taken over by the Germans. Lieutenant General Billy's daily job is to sit in the office and watch.
Books or going to the bar for a drink after work.
The gray pigeons outside the house are like the hands of a clock that has been fully wound up. They keep following the same route and circling around the dark roofs of several nearby buildings. I really don’t know why they don’t.
Will get tired of this.
The large and small skylight glass on the roof of the building shimmered with crystal sparkles under the sunlight, as if a handful of diamonds were sprinkled on a black carpet.
Several children were playing chase on the rooftop of a nearby apartment building, and their laughter and screams could be heard even here.
"France, is this the end of the French Republic that was once so powerful in Europe?" Lieutenant General Billy felt a little sad in his heart as he looked at the scenery outside.
"General, Your Excellency General," a panting French policeman knocked on Lieutenant General Billy's office.
"The Germans asked all the policemen from our police department to rush into the city to maintain order,"
Lieutenant General Billy asked doubtfully: "Is there a big shot coming to maintain order?"
"I don't know either." The pimple-covered young policeman's face was also full of confusion, "This is an order personally issued by General Fedor von Bock."
"Well, since this is the highest order of the German occupying forces, we must cooperate with them." Lieutenant General Billy picked up his baton, which was the most deterrent weapon issued to them by the French after the Germans occupied Paris.