Chapter 292 Morning Light in Paris
It’s like a newborn baby in its mother’s arms, or like a bathtub soaked in warm water.
Kristen felt warm all over. She could feel the light, but found that she was surrounded by a vast expanse of white...
Someone seemed to appear in front of her eyes in the haze, and her slow brain slowly distinguished it. The figure in front of him appeared.
Elizabeth? Audrey Hepburn? Why is there that English girl Gemma?
Due to some personal reasons, Christine's relationship with them was not very good, and she couldn't think of any reason why they appeared in front of her.
They seemed to be looking down at themselves, each of them had a blank expression on their face, and dropped a bouquet of white flowers after passing by.
On the dressing table next to her were her personal belongings. Elizabeth picked up her coat, Hepburn put away her cosmetics, and Gemma took her gun.
Several girls were still competing for the sketch pen they gave to He Chi.
No...I gave that to He...
There was a suction force coming from below, and it seemed that he was about to move away from them, and then sink.
Am I going to die?
Please, I don’t want to... I don’t want to yet...
Christine tried to struggle but to no avail.
A warm hand grabbed her and pulled her up again.
"Ah!"
The girl exclaimed and sat up.
Bangs of pain came from the flank, and consciousness began to return.
She saw a pair of gentle eyes.
"He, what's wrong with me?" Kristen rubbed her head hard, trying to become more awake. The feeling on her waist clearly told her that she was injured.
"You were shot just now. I gave you emergency treatment." He Chi helped the female intelligence officer up and said.
Kristen raised her hand and found that there were traces of needle sticks on it, and a little blood stain rubbed on her wrist, like wearing a special watch.
"What is this?" the girl asked uncertainly.
"You just lost a lot of blood, so I had to give you a temporary blood transfusion."
"Blood transfusion? But hasn't the plasma been used up?"
He Chi raised his left hand, "Fortunately you told me that it was type A blood, otherwise I would not have dared to give you blood."
He gave his blood to himself?
Kristen held the Oriental's hand, and sure enough, it also had traces of being pricked by pinholes.
A warm current surged in her chest. The girl couldn't help but touch her chest with her hand, feeling her beating heart. A blush slowly rose to her cheeks.
Then she suddenly remembered something important: "How is Benjamin? Where are the Germans?"
He Chi pointed at the French prodigal who was sleeping on the other side. "He is lucky. He is out of danger. As for the Germans, we killed five of them in total. I tied up the leader. Guess who he is?" "
Kristen looked at the German general who was lying on the ground and smiled charmingly, "How could I I don’t know, Commander of the Paris City Defense, Mr. Dietrich von Choltitz, General of the German Empire.”
He Chi looked at the woman in his arms, “Do you know what this means? "
"Well, it's time for the victory bell to ring."
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On the outskirts of Paris, the offensive of the Free French 4th Armored Division was not going well. Although the elite troops of the German Paris garrison have been transferred to the Ardennes region, the remaining troops still rely on the fortifications left behind to resist.
Since Choltitz issued the order "Stand the position and perform the duties of a soldier" when leaving, most of the highly obedient German troops did not choose to retreat. The Allied forces The attack is proceeding slowly from trench to bunker.
A Sherman tank rushed into the position and used its machine gun to mow down a large group of German troops. A young soldier who had buried himself in the soil quietly took out his iron fist.
Boom! ! The armor-piercing warhead hit the fuel tank, and the gasoline-powered Sherman tank instantly turned into a large torch.
Before the soldiers could cheer, an A-20 ground attack aircraft swooped over and was shot into two pieces by the roar of cannons.
The same scene was played out in various places on the battlefield. Facing the French troops rushing into the trenches, some desperate German guards even fired grenades in the trenches.
The smell of blood and gunpowder smoke mixed together to stimulate everyone's nerves.
Suddenly, a voice in German came out from a working loudspeaker on the battlefield
“Soldiers, this is Dietrich von Choltitz, your supreme commander. Commander.”
Everyone on the battlefield was attracted by the broadcast, and even the sound of machine guns seemed to be quieter.
"As soldiers, you have fulfilled your responsibilities. In past battles, you have shown loyalty and bravery and are worthy of the honor of German soldiers."
"But now, We are facing a foreordained outcome. Continuing to fight will be meaningless. Every blood lost will be a sacrifice in vain, and this is not the destiny of soldiers."
"Soldiers, it's over. You no longer need to sacrifice your lives for hopeless battles. Germany's future needs living soldiers, not unnecessary heroes."
"Now, I In the name of the supreme commander of the defense of Paris, I order you to lay down your weapons, walk out of the trenches and surrender to the nearest Allied forces. At the same time, I also hope that the Allied forces will treat my soldiers well."
The German troops in the trenches looked at each other at a loss. Many of them had never seen the general in person and did not know whether it was true or false. However, the troops with telephones quickly received the message, which proved the authenticity of the news.
White flags began to rise on the battlefield, and German soldiers came out of the trenches with their hands raised.
Wow! Wow!
Rifles were abandoned beside the trenches, and the flag of the Third Reich was trampled underfoot by boots.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang! ! ! Bang bang bang bang bang bang! ! ! ! !
Gunshots kept ringing out as excited French soldiers fired in the air.
The long night passed and the sun rose.
Dang~dang~dang~
In downtown Paris, the bells of Notre Dame rang.
After a fierce battle all night, citizens poured into the streets...
German Army Command.
Christine, wearing a German military uniform, said to Choltitz, "No matter what your starting point is, General, you made a very wise choice."
"This is only based on the current situation. It's just a correct judgment of the situation. After all, neither the Paris defenders nor I personally have any other choice." There was no smile on Choltitz's face, and he just glanced at the revolver still in the hands of the Oriental.
"I have done as you asked, what will you do next?" Choltitz asked in a deep voice.
"Hand you over to the Allies, to be precise, to the Free France." He Chi took back the revolver and then asked the girl on the side, "What about you? What are your plans next?"
"Me?" The girl looked at the countless waving French flags outside and murmured to herself with some longing, "Maybe I should take a vacation."
There was light shining through the treetops on Christine's face I don't know if it was an illusion, but in the morning light of Paris, the fine lines at the corners of the girl's eyes began to disappear, and she became like a girl.
(End of this chapter)