There is a fact that is actually quite depressing, the lower they are, the more enthusiastic they are to show their so-called superiority in front of strangers, racial discrimination, regional blackness, pastoral feminism, these specious so-called universal values make them worship as gods, it may be that they have nothing else to show except for this sense of superiority, and if they go up a little further, there will be more rational people, even if they are also racists, they will not show so obviously, because they have a more subtle way of expression.

Specific to this Indian, all his sense of superiority over the Chinese may be only because India is a British colony, so he has a close relationship with the British, so he can't wait to show his superior social status in front of the Chinese laborers.

In fact, it's all nonsense, the current Chinese in the Commonwealth of China don't know how many dimensions higher than the Indians, but if you explain to the Indians, they don't want to believe it at all, and only accept the views that are beneficial to them, which is very confusing.

Dalit –

Untouchable indeed!

In Chinese parlance, this is called playing the piano to the cow.

Or it's called summer insects.

In all fairness, Chen Huai had no prejudice against Indians before he came into contact with them, and any prejudice would be foolish until he didn't know enough about a certain group.

But as he learns more and more about Indians, Chen Huai's perception of Indians is getting worse and worse, this is really not Chen Huai's racial discrimination, all people who come into contact with Indians will be very curious about the brain structure of Indians, they are definitely different from normal people, not only Dalits, Brahmins, Kshatriyas, Vaishyas, and Shudras.

The vast majority of Indian laborers in Calais are Dalits, it is difficult to summarize these Indians with a specific adjective, almost all human inferiority can be found in them, racial discrimination is only one of them, other such as lazy work attitude, poor hygiene habits, lying, arrogance, etc. are commonplace, under normal circumstances, Chen Huai will not be the same as Indians, but now it is different, Indians have bullied the heads of Chinese laborers, Chen Huai can not ignore them.

However, Chen Huai did not have much room to play, and the Indian laborers who caused this conflict had already been seriously injured in the conflict just now, and it seemed that the situation was very bad, and he seemed to be seriously injured by vomiting blood.

An Indian, who looked educated, covered his eyes: "Sir, we need to be treated—"

"Treatment? You may not know that most of the doctors and nurses in Calais are Chinese whom you have just laughed at, and I don't think you want to be treated by Chinese doctors—" Chen Huai sneered, he didn't care if India was the most dazzling jewel in the Queen's crown, thousands of people were dying every day on the Western Front, and the laborers still wanted to be treated?

It's not enough money for medicine.

"But sir, they're dying—" the Indian

"Then let them die, rest assured, the British Empire will pay the pension." Lieutenant Colonel Oliver would not waste his energy on these laborers, and he did not show obvious favoritism, and slapped fifty boards each: "It seems that you are energetic, then all your supper for the week has been cancelled, and if there is a similar incident, you will all go to the front to dig trenches for me." ”

That is to say, it is still necessary to treat it, and there is a field hospital in Calais, where doctors and nurses soon arrive to examine the seriously injured workers.

The worker who was still vomiting blood just now looked angry, and the corners of his mouth began to foam, looking miserable.

A doctor examines the worker in detail, and when the doctor begins to examine the worker's ribs, the worker suddenly exclaims, "Uh, it hurts, it hurts me—"

It's a good sign, at least there's nothing wrong with the internal organs.

During the doctor's examination, the workers kept wailing, calling God for a while, calling for their mother for a while, and rolling everywhere did not look like they were hurting their muscles and bones.

"It doesn't look like there's a problem—" The doctor cast deep doubt on his own judgment.

"How?" Chen Huai took the initiative to ask, and Lieutenant Colonel Oliver and Major Harris also came over, if there were really workers who died in the brawl, then they, the managers, were also responsible.

"Major, it looks fine, there are no broken bones all over my body, a few bruises are not serious, just rest for a few days-" The doctor began to pack his things, a complete waste of time.

"Then why do you vomit blood?" Lieutenant Colonel Oliver was surprised that the worker was so badly injured that he seemed to be dying in the blink of an eye, not as easily as the doctor said.

"Oh, his tongue was bitten, presumably himself—" The doctor got up with the medical kit, and the Indian worker, who was wrining, hugged the doctor's thigh.

"Doctor, I'm badly wounded, am I going to die?" It looks so pitiful.

"No, your injuries aren't serious, at least not as bad as that guy—" The doctor was tempted to kick the man away, but he still had the restraint.

On a stretcher nearby, an Indian worker's lower leg had been immobilized with a splint, and eighty percent of it was fractured.

"Doctor, you can check me up again, I feel like I'm really dying-" The guy who pretended to be dead still didn't give up, and it seemed that he wouldn't give up until something went wrong.

Before the doctor could speak, Lieutenant Colonel Oliver finally couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward and kicked the prodigal thing that was still holding the doctor's thigh, and then the rattan in his hand began to slash his head and face.

He kept scolding: "You're so right, you're really dying, disappear from me right now, or I'll hang you-"

The guy who couldn't pretend to be rolling on the ground and crying wolf seemed to be fine, and when he heard that Lieutenant Colonel Oliver was going to hang him, he actually got up and ran, trying to hide in the crowd.

"Grab him, hang him up, whip him hard!" Lieutenant Colonel Oliver was so angry that he turned around and gave Chen Huai an order: "Transfer these damn guys to the most labor-intensive positions, urge the overseers to take responsibility, and then there are lazy guys, pretending to be dead, and accidentally knocking over the shell boxes, all of them will be sent to the front line——"

Lieutenant Colonel Oliver did not say what should be done with the reselling of materials, the few Indian workers who found out to be reselling bullets a few days ago have all been executed, and they actually dare to resell the military supplies of the expeditionary force, Chen Huai has to say: Admire!

Back in the office, Chen Huai began to revise the work plan, and at the same time adjust the level of treatment for workers, apples in winter are still in short supply.

Regardless of what happened in the rear, Roque was getting closer and closer to March 25, and all kinds of preparations for the spring offensive had been basically completed, and in recent times, air force units have been dispatched more and more frequently to intensively bombard the German positions on the Reims Line, and Roque is also quietly adjusting the troops, and the Indian Corps has been adjusted to Reims, replacing the First Army and the Third Army composed of British officers and soldiers, which is Winston's request, to preserve the strength of the British Expeditionary Force as much as possible, Whenever possible, send colonial servant armies to fight with French troops.

Roque is indispensable, the Indian Legion has more than 600,000 people in France, and the world war has been going on until now, and it has never played an important role in any major battle, which is unacceptable to Roque, if there must be troops to act as cannon fodder, then let the Indians go up, compared with the Indians, the officers and soldiers of African descent in the Southern African Expeditionary Force have become cute.

In the course of the Southern African Expeditionary Force's conquest of Europe, officers and soldiers of African descent played a great role, and several main divisions at the beginning of "1" performed well, and several units had been rebuilt many times, each time fighting until almost the entire army was wiped out.

In this spring offensive, Roque drew all six African divisions as strategic reserves for the Indian Corps.

On 25 March, as agreed between Roque and Robert Niveller, the British Expeditionary Force began an offensive against German positions in Reims.

At six o'clock in the morning, 1,250 artillery pieces opened fire at the same time, more than half of the large-caliber heavy artillery was occupied, and in the areas with the most dense number of artillery, there was an artillery position every 5 yards, and the barbed wire fence in front of the German line was the focus of the artillery bombardment, destroying the barbed wire, opening up a passage for the attacking troops, and at the same time, it was necessary to detonate as much as possible the mines laid by the Germans, which created a great obstacle to the attacking troops in previous operations.

The artillery of the expeditionary force also used poison gas bombs in this shelling, but the effect of poison gas bombs was not good, when the German army used poison gas bombs for the first time on the battlefield, the British and French forces quickly found a way to deal with it, and now it is the same, German officers and soldiers have been equipped with gas masks, and the effect of poison gas is getting lower and lower.

At the same time as the shelling began, the air force units also carried out routine bombardment of the German artillery positions behind the German defense lines, and in order to protect their artillery, the Germans set up a lot of fake artillery positions behind the positions to confuse the air force bombers.

These wooden artillery pieces did cause some trouble to the bomber pilots, but these small tricks of the German army did not play a big role, and the expeditionary force now has sufficient reserves of artillery shells and aerial bombs, especially incendiary bombs, which are very effective against artillery hidden in the forest.

After three hours of intensive bombardment, the infantry units of the Indian Legion finally set out, with machine gun positions behind them, all of whom were military police.

One of the most brutal battles since the outbreak of the World War finally began.

(The new January has begun, I wish the brothers good health, abundant wealth, and a good harvest in career and love-)