The employees of the Canal Company, whether they are from Europe or locally employed, are all civilians. Once they see the bright bayonet, they have to take care of their lives first. At this time, all the pride of Europeans is thrown into Java.

As for the local indigenous people, they would not meddle in other people's business. In their eyes, no matter where the foreigners came from, as long as there were many guns and large guns, it would make sense. When they saw these eastern holes, they were even more fierce than the French, and they all scattered in fear.

Are there no French troops around the canal? Of course there are some, but heavy troops are generally stored in Port Said and Port Suez, while the rest are concentrated on the Nile River, Cairo and other places.

There are many small towns like these that have one company, and the fewest are only one platoon of troops, and they are extremely scarce to heavy firepower.

When the sentries in the military camp saw the group of Chinese troops, which looked like wolves and tigers, and then the main guns with a thickness of the head of the Zhiyuan, they were all stunned.

On one hand, the bullets were loaded and fully armed, and on the other hand, they were dozing off in a daze and didn't even put on their boots. The two of them immediately made a decision in the face of each other.

"Around and disarm them!" Groups of Chinese Marines rushed into the barracks, and the French had no time to organize resistance, and the arsenal was already raided.

The entire barracks were full of chaotic screams and scolding. The sentry at the door was about to fire a gun to warn him, but several figures came out behind him and pressed him on the sand.

The French may feel that they are too confident in their rule here. The so-called military camp is actually rows of wooden houses, with no walls around them. Several barbed wires encircled a piece of open space, and a company of troops were stationed in five or six houses.

This is a commanding height on the eastern outskirts of Ismailia. Standing here, you can overlook the entire town and the canal behind it. It is a typical strategic location.

In order to be foolproof, Pang Chaoyun and Ma Hui mobilized more than 200 people to attack the military camp, but they never expected that there were less than 100 people in the entire military camp, and they were not even considered strengthening.

The sentry was tied up in all kinds of ways, and the remaining brothers cut off the wire and flocked in. The rifles were aimed vigilantly. In order to increase the fire rate, the squad leader even brought out several consecutive spensions.

But what was shocking was that there was no resistance in the military camp. The windows were opened and the wooden doors were opened, and the faces were exposed inside were full of sleeping confused faces.

"God what time is it, what are you doing outside?"

"God! There is a devil's attack"

The house was in chaos, and it was not their fault that they screamed. The soldiers with oil paint on their faces did not exist at all in this era. The so-called camouflage painting did not appear until the late stage of World War II.

The Chinese Marines trained in special operations, the young men were covered in yellow camouflage cloaks and their faces were painted with oil paint. When they saw that they were not ghosts in the dark, what would they be?

"My boots, my pants, damn, why are you wearing my clothes?"

"Rifle, the guy is ready to fight the quarantine, our bullets are damn, the arsenal is blocked by the devil outside."

Pang Chaoyun looked embarrassed, thinking that these French people should be worthy of the reputation of the world's second military power, and why is it so chaotic that the Eight Banners Green Camp soldiers?

"Ma Hui, do you still remember how you looked when you carried a gun to the Qing Dynasty in Dagukou? Isn't it a bit like that?"

Ma Hui looked embarrassed, "Why did you mention this? It happened several years ago. Everyone listened to my orders, put on a bayonet, assassinated the wooden boards and windows!"

"Kill!" He roared, and then hundreds of bayonets pierced through the thin wooden walls, and the glass broke one by one. The soldiers in the room screamed in horror.

"Don't shoot, it turns out you are not the devil. What army are you?"

"We are Chinese Marines! On the entrusted by your consul, we will track down the whereabouts of the desert bandits along the way and say that you were sneak attacking and firing in the fifth stop town?" the translator shouted.

"No, no, no, no, no, God, we are regular soldiers, why are we not thieves? You are Chinese! Impossible"

There was nothing impossible. Then Ma Hui gave another order and the bayonet stabbed in again. The wooden wall was covered with dense bayonet jungle.

"We surrendered and cooperated with the damn. The arsenal was occupied by you. How can we fight?"

The door opened, and a soldier came out in one after another with his head in his hands and squatted down on the playground. Ma Hui and others were almost overjoyed when they saw it. The group of confused soldiers were wearing pajamas barefoots and bare-armed eyes were covered with booze.

Surrounded by bayonets, no one dared to move. Looking at the Chinese bayonets, rifles, and cowhide arms, they brought bright brass bullets, these French people knew that they would definitely not have any good results when they dared to move around.

The last house was where the company commander and platoon leader lived, and it was the last one to come out. At this time, they had to pay attention to gentlemanly style. The company commander and three platoon leaders actually put on military uniforms and tidy up their military appearance, and even combed their hair and beard very quietly.

After walking out of the room, the style made the soldiers beside him stunned and subconsciously gave up a bottom lane.

The French company commander looked around and found that Pang Chaoyun and Ma Hui's clothes were the most special, with special patterns embroidered with golden thread on the collar, indicating that these two people had the highest status.

The French company commander walked up to the two and saluted a military salute, "When did you declare war with France? Do you abide by the laws of the public? Can we prisoners enjoy preferential policies?"

Damn, everyone was booing. After doing this for so long, they were quite imposing. But they still had to surrender. The conditions for surrender?

This is France, known as the most powerful country in the army, surrendered without a single shot. There is still preferential treatment? The previous information was completely different!

Pang Chaoyun and Ma returned and returned a military salute. "Sorry, we did not go to war with you. We just protected the safety of the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty and our heads of state along the way."

"In the fifth stop town, there were attackers of unknown origins shelling our warships and received an invitation from your Consul Viscount Ferdinand. We could search all the places we could do along the way."

"We are not here to fight you. We just hope that when the fleet is spending here, we will ensure that your weapons and ammunition will not be unexpected."

"What?" The French company commander was stunned. "Impossible. The consul would not be so stupid? You are lying to others."

Ma Hui smiled and said, "Do you lie to others? You can verify it yourself. We just follow the command of the superior. Remove all the rifle firing needles in this military camp. I'm afraid they will get fire!"

There was a sound of dismantling parts in the barracks. More than 100 Shaspo-type needle guns were dismantled into parts all over the ground, and the most important striker was taken away by the Marines.

The Chinese came without a shadow and went like the wind. Soon more than 200 Marines withdrew from the high ground.
Chapter completed!