The latest chapter of the infinite military base, Volume II: My country is one thousand fifty-four. Leaving the Elysee Palace, floating astronomy

It is already dawn.

The guns on the streets of Paris have not stopped for a minute, and the battle between the government and the insurgents has reached a stage of intense heat. Countless people have fallen into a pool of blood because of the civil strife in the country. Countless people have lost their lives because of the killing of their own people and their own people.

Most of the French have joined the ranks of the uprising, but there are also some people who have escaped from home because of fear.

They have no idea how such a thing happened, and they don’t know why such a terrible thing happened suddenly.

Fatiha is one of them.

This poor woman came from Algeria, which used to be a traditional French colony. There are also a large number of Algerians living in France.

Many Algerians have been affected by this, and they regard France as a paradise in their minds. It is precisely because of this that they want to come to this country at all costs and get rid of the poor life that their poor motherland brought to themselves.

But reality is always more cruel than ideal.

They found that they could not get the recognition of the French, and it was difficult to find a job. All they could do was sneak a sneak peek at the black factory to support themselves and the family. They had to be on the lookout for them everywhere. Policemen.

Once caught, unless you have enough money to bribe, there is only one fate waiting for you: expulsion!

Fatiha and her husband Akening were the ones who sneaked into a large French team. When they came to France with great pains, they found that the country was not what they expected.

They work very hard, as long as they can fill their stomachs, they are willing to do anything. Although the living environment here is very bad, it is like a paradise compared to their poor motherland. But unfortunately, they were still caught by the police of the Paris Personnel Bureau.

Fatiha didn’t know if he was lucky or unfortunate. The one who reviewed them that day was actually the director of the Personnel Affairs Bureau, Salam. Salam soon saw that although he was worn out, he could not hide the beautiful Fatiha. He offered a condition to Fatiha, Fatiha was his mistress, and his return was to allow her and Her husband continues to stay in Paris.

Fatiha refused this unreasonable request at first, but Salam threatened her and handed them over to the officials of the Algerian anti-smuggling bureau.

Poor Fatiha was frightened, and only Algerian talents knew what a terrible institution the Algerian anti-smuggling bureau was. Those who are sent there will be put in jail and sent to a quarry that is not normally able to stay. Coal mines do those overloaded jobs, and few people can survive.

The Algerian Anti-Smuggling Agency is synonymous with death for Algerian stowaways.

Fatiha loves her husband deeply, and she does not want her husband to suffer such a tragic fate. She must do everything she can to protect her husband from harm.

The only way is to agree to Salam’s shameless request. . . . . . In this way, the poor Fatiha became the mistress of Salam.

She thought she had protected her husband, but Salam never let her husband meet him again. Just telling her that her husband, Aknin, has now acquired French nationality and is working as a small leader in a factory.

Fatiha rest assured that although she is suffering from insults every day, only her husband can be safe and happy.

There was a terrible sound of guns on the street, which made Fatiha afraid to the extreme. At this moment, she wished her beloved husband to be with her. . . . . .

The door was knocked, and Fatiha asked who was the voice, but did not answer, so it made Fatiha more afraid.

The door is still being slammed by people. . . . . . Fatiha had the courage to open the door, and a strange young man appeared in front of her.

“You?” Fatiha asked hesitantly.

The young man smiled a little and then let out the body. At this moment, Fatiha only felt that the heavens and the earth were completely still. The sound of the guns seemed to disappear instantly without a trace.

That is her husband, Aknin!

“My lover!” Fatiha slammed into her husband’s arms and burst into tears. Aknin also hugged his wife tightly, fearing that he would leave his wife again.

It took them a long time to loosen them and walked into the house with their hands.

Aknin told his wife that he was thrown into prison by the police and then prepared to be sent back to Algeria next month. Hearing this, Fatiha shouted: “He lied to me, Salam deceived me! He promised that I will let you stay in France, he also said that you gave me French nationality, saying that you are in a factory. Go to work!”

“He is a shameless liar!” Aknin also said angrily: “You can’t imagine how much torture I suffered in the French prison. If it wasn’t for the good husband who rescued me, I simply I don’t know what my future will be like.”

“Ah, sir, you are the savior of Akening and me.” Fatiha’s eyes filled with tears: “You don’t know, if I lose Akening, it is more painful for me than death!” ”

“Good people always get good news.” The young man smiled and said: “Congratulations on your husband and wife reunion, and this is a gift I gave you.”

He put a paper bag in his hand down: “So, I think I should leave.”

“Ah, wait, sir, I haven’t had time to ask your name yet.” Aknin suddenly remembered this serious question: “Please tell me your name, I can repay you.”

The young man smiled a little: “Ernst Alexson von Breem.”

Then he did not turn back and left here. . . . . .

Ernst Alexson von Breem, what a strange name, the Aknins have never heard of this person.

But Ernst gave them a gift. The couple carefully opened the paper bag and they were completely stunned when they saw what was inside. . . . . . It was two passports with photos of the couple and their names.

This is two French passports!

They are official French people from now on. . . . . . The couple cried so much that they had been in their own hands for countless times in their dreams. . . . . . However, they found another thing in the file bag, which is a check written in 20,000 francs that can be exchanged at any bank. . . . . .

Aknin and Fatiha were tightly tied together. They walked out the door and wanted to see Mr. Ernst again, but the kind and kind gentleman was gone.

Stat. Alexson. von Breem, Aknin and Fatih firmly remembered the two names, and they vowed to find an opportunity to repay this good gentleman as long as they are alive. . . . . .

Good people always have good news, angels always appear at your side when you need help the most. . . . . .

On this night, countless French ordinary families received gifts from Mr. Ernst Alexson von Breem. Some of them have already known the famous Baron Alexson, some people have heard it for the first time, but no matter who they are, they are begging for God to bless this one in this night. A kind and benevolent baron, the baron who brought hope to them:

Ernst Alexson von Breem !

Of course, in the Elysee Palace, President Katri and Prime Minister Sinna and Marshal Lucien will never realize this kind of mood. . . . . . They don’t care what happened in Paris now, and they don’t care much about the feelings of ordinary Parisians. . . . . . The only thing they care about is when they can leave this damn place. . . . . .

The former Elysee Palace is the center of power in France. It is the place that countless people yearn for, but now in the eyes of these top French officials, it has become the most terrible tomb. . . . . .

“Mr. Prime Minister, can you answer me why the situation in Paris has lost control?” President Katri said angrily: “I trust you so much, you always tell me that the situation is in your hands, I I have never doubted your words, but now? Now the mobs have launched terrible riots, and the army has also changed. Is this your commitment to me? And you, Marshal Lucien, why do you even have the army? Can’t master it?”

In the face of angry, almost lost self-made president, Sinag and Lucien looked at each other, and then Sinna said helplessly: “It happened so suddenly, no one is prepared. Mr. President, I hope you don’t want it. I am so angry that I don’t think things are as bad as we think…”

“Things are not as bad as we think?” President Catherine became even more annoyed: “So what do you want to be so bad? My Prime Minister? The rioters will soon rush here, then we all People will be sent to the guillotine. But unlike before, Robespierre is voluntary. Are you voluntarily sent to the guillotine?”

Sinag had no choice but to smile. . . . . . At this time his phone rang, and Sinnage hurriedly took the call: “Yes, I am Sinnage. Berkeley? Ah, he finally arrived? Yes, the special pass is signed by me, let He and his people immediately appeared in front of me…”

He put down the phone and took a long sigh of relief: “Mr. President, now, Berkeley has arrived with a special guard. He will protect us from leaving here and leave Paris. Believe me, just leave this place. We will have a way in the city…”

“Now, in addition to believing that you can have any other way…” President Cathar sighed deeply.

Sinnag, who has been waiting for Sinnag, has finally appeared. There are more than a dozen guys armed with him. At a glance, these guys can give people a sense of security.

“They are all carefully selected by me…” Berkeley said with a proud tone: “They are fully capable of escorting us out of Paris…”

President Cathar carefully looked at these people: “Are all of you here?”

“No, Mr. President.” The guy who took the lead said: “We have more than 100 people outside the Elysee Palace. Mr. President, now is very urgent. 28 Armored Division and National Guard are fighting fiercely with the insurgents. Please leave with us immediately.”

President Cathar nodded. “Remember to bring my wife and children. Ah, what is your name?”

“Heisenberg.” The man replied quickly.

“Ah, this is not quite like a French name…” President Cathar snorted: “But it doesn’t matter, you will be rewarded for your loyalty.”

These top government officials took their family and hurriedly left the Elysee Palace, which was so terrible in their eyes. . . . . . They don’t even want to stay here for even a minute. . . . . .

Berkeley and Heisenberg have already prepared advanced bulletproof cars, and even more grateful to the top officials of these French governments, they actually saw two Tanks. They rushed into the car and the team quickly set off.

Now they can probably be more at ease. Sitting in the car, President Katri said to Sinange around him: “Mr. Prime Minister, what is the next step?”

“We can go to Lyon first, there are loyal to our army.” Sinag quickly replied: “The reason why Americans are watching and always refuse to send troops is because they are worried that the situation has completely lost our control. But in Lyon, as long as we can reconvene the army and counterattack Paris, I believe that the US government will definitely intervene directly.”

“I hope things will develop as you said…” President Cathar sighed. To be honest, he now does not believe in his prime minister.

The Prime Minister always vowed to tell himself how good the situation is, how much the Parisians love themselves, but the real situation is not at all.

If you can reach Lyon smoothly, then the first thing you have to do is to consider the new prime minister candidate. After all, Sinag has completely and completely disappointed his trust in him. . . . . .

The car suddenly stopped and the people in the car didn’t know what was going on.

Sinnag shook the window and saw Heisenberg coming towards it. He hurriedly asked, “What’s wrong, why not advance?”

“Mr. President, Mr. Prime Minister, Mr. Marshal, our destination has arrived.” Heisenberg said with a smile.

Arrived? Carter, Sinnag, and Lucien came out of the car with doubts. They saw that it was still in Paris, but the only difference was that they were surrounded by soldiers armed with live ammunition.

Ah, probably I sent myself to the military camp first. . . . . . After all, there are so many soldiers to protect more safely. . . . . . These senior officials thought of it at the same time. . . . . .

Their families have gathered around them. At this time, all the soldiers have issued such cheers in unison:

“** Long live! ** Long live!”

**Long live? The faces of the officials changed at the same time. They instantly knew what was going on.

“Bodyguards, bodyguards!” Sinnage shouted out in fear, but he soon discovered that the bodyguards who followed him had all been subdued by the black holes of the soldiers.

“Mr. Prime Minister, don’t call those bodyguards anymore.” Berkeley appeared in front of them at this time: “Now, here is the place for the **!”

Sinnager stared at Berkeley with anger: “Berkeley, I used to trust you so much, but how can you betray me?”

“I always choose a side that is more beneficial to myself.” Berkeley is completely afraid of the other’s angry eyes: “I also want to keep my power, no, maybe I want to get more power.”

“Do you think these rioters will let you go?” Sinnage resisted his anger: “You have also been a senior government official, and your hands are also covered with blood.”

Berkeley shrugged. “What about that? At least, I chose the most correct path in the most timely manner! I will be forgiven and I will be rewarded. Sir, I don’t think you need these things.” Worried!”

Xinnag’s temperament is picking up, but what else can he do with such a villain?

Berkeley smugly pointed to Heisenberg next to him: “I will introduce you to Colonel Heisenberg, the highest commander of the German Brandenburg Commando!”

Colonel Heisenberg, the highest commander of the German Brandenburg commando? God, this shameless Berkeley not only betrayed himself, but actually colluded with the Germans? Is there anyone who is more shameless than him? He dared to sell the best interests of France?

In fact, Sinag did not think about one thing at all. It was his own first to sell the French interests. Berkeley was nothing more than the things he had done.

At this time a grim young man came over, Heisenberg and his commandos were standing upright, and the right arm was lifted straight: “Hey, Ernst!”

Hey – Ernst!

Ernst _? That is obviously Moyol Wittgenstein! Sinag faintly guessed Wittgenstein’s true identity, but he still could not believe that this would actually appear in Paris.

Wang Weizhen smiled and looked at the senior French officials: “The spring of France is finally coming to us!” (To be continued. Please search h astrolog W, the novel is better and faster!)


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