The weather in Paris in June is very good. The morning glow is as bright as a flame hanging in the sky. It is another sunny day.
There is still the coolness of morning dew in the air. The morning sun passes through the lush plane trees beside the street and casts irregular light spots on the clean avenue. The Seine River flows peacefully and quietly, and the gray wild pigeons begin their daily routine.
In the early morning, the chirping of birds lingered in the air.
It seems that today is going to be an ordinary and ordinary day like usual.
German Wehrmacht Second Lieutenant Grass Wilhelm was sitting leisurely under the shade of a tree next to the military camp, happily eating breakfast.
After finishing the last bite of the scrambled eggs on the aluminum dinner plate, Lugner wiped the soup with fried sausages and scrambled eggs on the plate with a small piece of black bread, and then swallowed the piece of black bread in one gulp.
With a satisfied look on his face, the second lieutenant picked up the military aluminum cup containing coffee on the ground and took a long sip, then burped with satisfaction.
Second Lieutenant Glass picked up his cutlery and stood up and walked towards his subordinates who were gathering around the bunker on the other side of the checkpoint.
These German soldiers are now leaning lazily on sandbags and roadblocks in twos and threes, chatting and enjoying a delicious hot meal.
"Okay, guys, finish your breakfast quickly, we still have work to do."
"Boss, what's the mission today? We're going crazy here." The soldiers asked one after another.
Second Lieutenant Glass burped, "Nothing to do. I just went to the city to help the French guys maintain order. The Chinese are coming."
"Did I hear you right? The Chinese are coming. What are they coming for?" the soldiers shouted one after another.
"Who knows, they're not here to pay us salaries anyway." Second Lieutenant Russ didn't know for sure.
"Okay, guys, let's start." In less than five minutes, groups of German soldiers were heading towards the city.
From the moment the first ray of sunshine shines on this city, this day is destined to leave its mark in history. This is an extraordinary day that has been determined by fate.
Today, Paris wakes up much earlier than before. The proud citizens of Paris did not wait lazily for the sun to shine on their warm and comfortable beds before getting up, rubbing their sleepy eyes, as they are usually used to.
Before the sun could radiate its warmth, groups of citizens had already appeared on several streets in central Paris. They gathered in gardens on both sides of the streets and open-air cafes that opened early to relax with each other.
They were saying hello and chatting.
Many French police officers and policemen have begun to appear on the streets. They stand proudly on the streets with their heads held high and batons hanging on their belts. Even if they were defeated, they did not lose the air of the Gallic roosters.
"Have you heard that the Chinese are coming?"
"Really? Do you think those Chinese people are so dirty, ugly, thin, and have pigtails? That's what my grandfather told me."
"Who knows, but I guess that's the case. I heard that Chinese men are quite thin." A French woman said happily to her companion next to her.
"Mrs. Chenara, one of my cousins in the port of Le Havre called me yesterday. They saw the Chinese warship approaching. Mrs. Chenara, will we be in any trouble?"
A French girl with some cute freckles on her face asked in a panic.
"No, Miss Angela, we have Germans here, nothing will happen." Mrs. Shenara seemed very knowledgeable in her words.
"Last time the Germans entered the city, Mai's Swan Club was pretty good. I hope those Chinese people won't disappoint me too much when they enter the city." Miss Angela had a deep arrogance on her face.
"Here they come, they come"
A scream rang out from the crowd watching on both sides of the Champs Elysées, and the atmosphere that was originally noisy like a vegetable market suddenly suffocated. Parisian citizens stood on tiptoes and looked towards the intersection.
The Champs Elysées slowly became quiet, and only then did people hear the faint roar coming from the distance.
Those good-hearted Parisian citizens froze their breath, and at this time, waves of rhythmic roars slowly came from far to near, as if they were the flapping sounds of flags being blown in the strong wind.
Mixed with some other sounds, it is thick and soul-stirring, with a strong rhythm that makes people excited.
"Oh" the citizens standing at the intersection let out a burst of excitement, mixed with countless deliberately suppressed exclamations.
"Look, the Chinese are coming"
Curious Parisian citizens stood up on their tiptoes and craned their necks to look ahead. The originally noisy atmosphere of a vegetable market was suddenly suffocated. Some anxious people even ignored the police's warning and walked towards the railings on the roadside.
Climbed up with the trash can.
"Look, that's a Chinese tank."
The low roar of the engine came close to the ground like rolling thunder. Along with the slowly approaching rumble, people felt that the ground under their feet, the air around them, and even their own internal organs were shaking with the roar.
At the beginning are twelve Grasshopper infantry fighting vehicles, which are the world's first true infantry support fighting vehicles. The low command tower ensures that the probability of being discovered is very low. Soldiers wearing marine-colored armored uniforms
Standing solemnly in the machine turret of the infantry fighting vehicle, he looked at the French citizens on both sides.
"God, are those Chinese people? It's incredible. Do yellow people also have such handsome soldiers?" A French woman couldn't help but screamed.
"Oh, what kind of tanks are those? Why are they so small? Are they all made so thin like their men?" Some French men with dark hearts said.
To be honest, most French people have never seen what an infantry fighting vehicle looks like, but it does not prevent them from revealing a murderous intention from these sharp-edged iron guys. People will know that this is an infantry fighting vehicle as soon as they see it.
A carefully designed killing machine.
Behind the infantry fighting vehicles is the armored regiment of the Marine Brigade. The armored regiment equipped with 86 Siberian Tiger tanks is the main force of the Marine Brigade's assault. These tanks were stopped for cleaning before entering the city, and they were also returned to the city.
Installing rubber track blocks on the tracks can not only protect the fragile roads in Paris, but also reduce the noise made by these big guys. Especially after carefully lubricating all moving parts, these majestic steel behemoths now drive quietly.
It really doesn't look like a tank.
The gleaming red flags on the turret of the Siberian Tiger tank caught the attention of all French people.
The engine roared evenly and lowly, and the exhaust pipe sprayed light blue smoke, so that the tanks in the rear team were shrouded in a light blue smoke, which seemed to strengthen the mythical color of the scene.
"Well, why are these Chinese tanks exactly the same as German tanks? There is no difference except that the Germans are painted black and the Chinese are painted sea blue. Is the relationship between the two countries already good enough?
Are they exchanging tanks with each other?" Many French people who had seen the Germans entering the city commented strangely.
"Who knows, if their relationship is not good, how can the Germans let the Chinese drive into Paris with such arrogance?"
As the citizens of Paris were talking about it, the infantry of the Marine Brigade entered the city. For the newly established Marine Brigade, Su Tong equipped them with the newly designed Type 56 semi-automatic rifles of later generations of China. In view of the reaction of the troops, Garland
The rifle has strong recoil, slow loading of bullets, and is not suitable for bayonet fighting. Su Tong handed over the drawings of the Type 56 semi-automatic rifles used by the Chinese in the late 1950s to the ordnance industry department for production, and the first batch was delivered to the newly established
Marine brigade to use.
This is an old-fashioned rifle that has been used by China for decades. It uses a ten-round magazine and has the characteristics of high design accuracy, fast rate of fire, strength and durability, especially its unique Mitsubishi bayonet.
This powerful weapon has been widely praised by Marine Brigade soldiers once it was equipped with troops.
Seeing the soldiers of the Marine Brigade in sky-blue uniforms marching majestically through the streets one by one, all the French people were suffocated.
More than 3,600 infantrymen marched through the street together, and more than 3,600 pairs of leather boots stepped on the Champs Elysées in a unified rhythm, giving people such a strong feeling. If
The Parisians felt shocked when the armored troops entered the city just now, so the feeling when these infantry entered the city was a sense of oppression.
The infantrymen of the Marine Corps brigade looked forward firmly, and no one turned their eyes to either side. The square formation was solid and neat, and the solemn momentum brought a strong sense of oppression to the scene.
The officer leading the team had a pistol in his waist, swinging his hands rhythmically, and beside him was the flag bearer holding the flag high. This scene can't help but remind people of Caesar's Roman legions, as solemn and majestic as in the legend. Originally,
In later generations, the Chinese military posture was famous all over the world. Now that it is displayed, it is a resounding slap in the face to those who think that Chinese soldiers are a group of skinny opium ghosts.
"Look, those are the Chinese soldiers. What a group of strong men they are," a woman said happily to her companions next to her.
These young, tall, handsome, exotic and majestic male soldiers instantly conquered the hearts of most of the French ladies watching the entrance to the city with their appearance and temperament. They had never seen such heroic warriors.
, which made the women who had just calmed down from the war feel excited.
“I didn’t expect that Chinese people are so energetic.”
"very handsome"
"Well, these Chinese people have pretty good guns. I've never seen them before."
French men wisely choose to avoid topics that would make them embarrassed and sour.