Norman. Prince shook his head, and for some reason Mike in front of him. Lang's desire for money always reminded him of his father.

Now it's a situation where he's got the hat and saved $100, and the two of them get a chance, maybe they'll be able to produce a shooting coordinator!

Because of his business acumen and his uneducated course in business administration, he knew that it would represent thousands of francs, especially at a time when German planes were putting a great deal of pressure on all the Allied air teams, and the planes were losing so much.

As for how to do it, he didn't plan to take care of it, naturally his father's office in Paris was in charge of it, and just sending a telegram was all he had to do.

Norman. After Prince left, Tang Yunyang and Mike . As Lang sat together smoking a cigarette, there was nothing else to do, and the two of them sat at the door of the field hospital, blowing together in the cold and humid wind of September in France, listening to the cry of pain from time to time in the tent.

Tang Yunyang was silent more often than not, in a strange world, there was always a little panic about the future, and it seemed that something unexpected would happen at any time.

Mike. Lang sat on a sandbag, his two long legs stacked on top of each other, looking comfortable and comfortable. The content of his conversation with Tang Yunyang has never left the so-called business in the future.

From the conversation, Tang Yunyang learned that the Chinese laborers who are now serving the French government were not sent by the Chinese government. Because China has not yet entered the war, it sent Chinese laborers, which was after China entered the war, and now these people are recruited in China by the French consul.

"I've heard that these guys are not easy to manage, and many of them are gang members. Most of them come here because they can't get along in China for some reason, do you think that in the future, will our factory really be able to make money with their words? ”

When he turned his head, he found that Tang Yunyang had already stood up, as if he was greeting someone. When he stood up to look, he also hurriedly lowered his old leg, and the pain made him clench his teeth, but he saluted nevertheless.

The person who came was Jojes Senot, the commander of the Lafitte squad who had confiscated Tang Yunyang's weapon, and he was accompanied by a man, carrying the Mauser 98 and the wooden box containing the Mauser Model 1912 7.63mm pistol, as well as the bullets Tang Yunyang had taken from the bodies of three Germans.

He looked at Tang Yunyang and said a series of English, Tang Yunyang naturally couldn't understand. Lang translated for him: "Through the interrogation of the captives, your actions have been confirmed. Mr. Commander said that it is a dangerous thing for a soldier to be left unarmed on the battlefield. ”

Through his explanation, Tang Yunyang understood what the French colonel meant, and his behavior of capturing the prisoners and rescuing the wounded was recognized by him. Lang's errand, in a sense, was a warrior in the eyes of the French colonel.

Tang Yunyang saluted and said in English: "Thank you, sir! ”

It is estimated that because of the language barrier, the French colonel did not say anything more, but only nodded slightly after saluting Tang Yunyang in return. Then, head towards Mike. Lang spoke a flurry of English and then led his men away.

Tang Yunyang looked at the Mauser 98 and the barge gun in his hand with some surprise, and his heart was full of some excitement. Both rifles and pistols were much better than the rifles and rifles with a three-round magazine capacity that the French army was now equipped with.

"Hey, do you know why he gave you the gun?"

Tang Yunyang raised his head and looked at Mike. Lang asked rhetorically, "What, isn't it because I'm handsome?" ”

Mike. Lang quickly glanced around, then leaned down and whispered, "Mr. Captain said that the ambulance for the wounded will arrive in a while, and we can leave here and go back to the hospital in the city...... That's good news! And according to Mr. Captain, because of the captives, it is possible to award me a medal or something......"

With Mike. Lang continued to speak, Tang Yunyang couldn't help but raise his head and glance at the tent of the field hospital, feeling a little pity in his heart. It was the first time he had been so close to a beautiful woman with blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes, even in the days when he was on duty at Xianyang Airport.

Mike. Lang's friend is obviously worth saving, in addition to knowing Chinese, he also has a rather sensitive heart. Following Tang Yunyang's gaze, he flew towards the tent, obviously immediately understanding what was going on.

Turning around, he whispered to Tang Yunyang, who had already pretended to start wiping the gun, "Oh, do you want to know her?" I can help! Unfortunately, she doesn't speak Chinese, so you'll need to learn English or French! Not being able to talk to love is a terrible thing! ”

"Want to get to know her?" Tang Yunyang asked himself.

It's fake to want to know! When encountering a beautiful woman, in addition to taking a few more looks, normal men may imagine themselves holding her little hand in a chic manner.

However, Tang Yunyang quickly remembered the look of charity that flashed in her beautiful blue eyes, was it just for him or for all the Chinese she had ever seen, what ...... it was?

He shook his head: "Forget it, I don't even know where to go tomorrow!" This kind of thing? ……！ ”

After that, Tang Yunyang lost interest in the conversation, he just interrupted the conversation and shook his head. Occasionally looking up at the floating clouds in the sky, he didn't think of any beautiful woman.

What he thought of was the calamity of the motherland at the moment, and China, which was sent hundreds of thousands of laborers as a belligerent country in World War I, but was completely robbed of the fruits of victory by the little devils after the victory.

"Or maybe it's time for everything to change."

Tang Yunyang looked at the floating clouds in the sky, as if he was talking to himself. Then, his attention quickly returned to the Mauser 98 in his hand, and he was following Mike. Before Lang left here in the ambulance, he had a lot to do!

"Mike, can you help me find a gun cloth and some gun polish?"

When he looked up, he found that Mike. The smile on Lang's face was clearly ill-intentioned.

"Hmm, don't you want to meet? Is it true, are you still a man? …… Ah, don't worry, if you believe in God, just pray, and it will be her as the doctor who carries us to the rear. ”

For Mike. Lang, an American who can speak Chinese, Tang Yunyang couldn't believe that he really had the blood of a Northwesterner, and asked helplessly: "Hey, Mike, can you help?" ”

"Alright, alright, I'll go find out!"

Anyway, limping Mike. Lang didn't need Tang Yunyang's support, and walked away alone as if he had slipped away.

"Optimistic, hungry for money, and with a strong sense of self-esteem, is this the second generation of Chinese immigrants who grew up in the United States?"

With a head full of cranky thoughts, Tang Yunyang disassembled the two guns into parts, and all that was left was to wait for Mike. It can only be carried out after Lang's return.