Chapter 566 Only Ciel can do this
The first person Charles looked for was not the British, but the stationmaster, a Frenchman named Donadi.
Charles believed that the British were "not of our kind" and that taking advantage of any opportunity was the law of the jungle. What was even more hateful were the French who sold out their country's interests.
However, Charles couldn't hate Donati because of his answer.
Donadi looked at the aggressive guards, and knew that the major general in front of him was the world-famous Charles, and he was so frightened that he trembled all over on the spot.
"General," Donati replied in a trembling voice, "Please, please believe me, I don't want to do this either. But this is an order from my superiors. If I don't carry it out, I will immediately...lose this hard-earned job!"
Donati's eyes were full of pleading, as if to say, why bother with little guys like us in the fight between big guys? A random innocent innocent could make our whole family starve.
Charles was speechless for a moment.
It's Nivelle's problem. He is very British, and you could even say he is half British.
Although he has stepped down now, Foch has not yet taken over, and there is now a vacuum period in the transfer of power.
At this time, the British captain may have seen the commotion here. He walked up quickly with several guards and shouted arrogantly: "What happened? Why don't you get in the car?"
Charles didn't answer. He stared at the British captain and asked coldly, "Since when did you have priority?"
The British captain shone his flashlight and saw clearly that the person standing in front of him was a major general. His arrogance was immediately restrained, but he still put on a disgusting gentleman's appearance and puffed out his chest and answered: "I don't remember it very well, General, it probably started on the day of the attack!"
Then he asked back, in an aggressive tone:
"Isn't this what we should do? We are here to help you fight the war, otherwise the Germans would have reached Paris long ago!"
"We are making great sacrifices for France, General, tens of thousands of British soldiers are dying every day!"
"We just hope to rescue the wounded as soon as possible. I don't think there is anything unreasonable..."
Charles had never thought that there would be such a statement: Britain was helping France fight the war?
Britain did not join the war because of France. It declared war when Germany attacked Belgium. Before that, Britain had already started a naval competition with Germany.
Just because the battlefield is in France, does that mean we are fighting for France?
Britain even tried to infiltrate and control France, and they called this "help"?
"Captain!" Charles interrupted the British captain, speaking in a gentle and gentlemanly voice: "If you think you are fighting for France, why don't you withdraw your troops and quit the war?"
The British captain was stunned. He didn't expect Charles to respond like this.
"I hope you understand something." Ciel said jokingly, "If Britain had to join the war for its own interests, it would not be a 'helping' relationship. Moreover, the British set a record of 100,000 casualties in one day, which forced us to deal with a huge amount of corpses. You still owe us a thank you."
The guards burst into laughter. The fact that the British army suffered 100,000 casualties in one day and tried to conceal the truth had long become a scandal for the British army, especially Haig.
The British captain turned pale with anger. He could no longer maintain his pretense and responded in a more serious tone: "I also hope you understand, General, that many of France's supplies are provided by Britain, including medicines and medical equipment, so..."
Charles asked in return: "Aren't these supplies bought by France with money and blood?"
The British captain was speechless for a moment. The supplies provided by Britain were indeed purchased by France rather than free aid, and some were even high-interest loans.
As for the blood, he knew it referred to the large number of wounded French soldiers stranded before him.
Charles didn't want to waste time talking to the British captain, so he gave the order directly: "It has been almost a month since the start of the war, and you have enjoyed a month of priority transportation. From now until next month, it will be the priority transportation time for the French wounded."
"No, you can't do this!" The British captain took a step forward, his right hand unconsciously resting on the revolver at his waist.
But before he could make any further move, the guards sprang into action, and immediately several rifles were pointed at him.
"Captain." Stationmaster Donadi reminded tremblingly, "He is Charles, there is nothing he can't do!"
If this ignorant guy dares to shoot Charles, we will be eaten alive by the angry crowd.
The British captain looked up at Charles suddenly as if he had been electrocuted. The young major general in front of him was actually Charles?
The Charles who was called "France Mars" and had just defeated the Germans on the Somme and advanced 5 kilometers?
He thought he was some nobleman who had sneaked into the army and went to the battlefield to "experience life"!
At this time, the situation had spread out of the train station very quickly, and it became more and more outrageous:
"You know? Charles had an argument with the British at the station about the transportation of wounded soldiers."
"What? The Shire fought the British over the wounded?"
"Are you serious? The British are going to shoot at the Shire?"
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The French soldiers acted quickly. Whether they were staff members, wounded soldiers, or townspeople who rushed to the scene after hearing the news, all those who could still move were organized. Even nurses and doctors joined in. They took pistols from the soldiers, rushed into the train station shouting and cursing, and surrounded all the British.
"You bastards, this is France."
"Stay away from Ciel, or I'll show you what's happening."
"Get out of here, you bastards are not welcome in France!"
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The crowd, holding weapons in their hands, rushed forward ferociously, and some even physically provoked the British soldiers, waiting for them to take action before counterattacking.
The British soldiers were frightened and retreated step by step with pale faces. Some of them could not help but look back at the British captain, hoping that he could understand the current situation.
Ciel raised his hand in time to stop the crowd from moving further.
He glanced at the British captain, raised his head and shouted to the crowd:
"Just now, I have reached an agreement with the British."
"Since there are more French wounded stranded, from now until next month is the time to prioritize the transportation of French wounded."
“We both thought it made perfect sense.”
Charles turned his gaze to the British captain and asked meaningfully, "Am I right, Captain?"
The British captain looked very unhappy, but still nodded reluctantly: "Yes, General, I, I totally agree."
There was a cheer at the train station, the wounded soldiers cried for joy and rushed to spread the good news.
This is the benefit that Charles has fought for them. Only Charles would care about them, and only Charles can do it, to win time, life, and dignity from the arrogant British!
(End of this chapter)
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