"At the juncture of life and death, France has gone completely crazy. The working-class leftists represented by the Paris Commune have already smelled the smell of predestruction. They will definitely struggle to death..."

"The Palace of Versailles has become the base camp for the royalist party to counterattack and count the restoration of the history of the empire, and the people have taken out all their assets!"

Xiao Letian was anxiously analyzing the current situation in the Schapellemen military restricted area, and all the information was summarized together. The current situation was even more serious than he thought.

"I'm afraid this is an unimaginable massacre. Both sides have no reason and they can no longer drag it down!"

"Don't underestimate the forces of these royalists, the noble families who have worked hard for hundreds of years, have connections that we cannot imagine..."

"Their slaves, tenants, high-paid guards, mercenaries...and even killers, robbers, hooligans, scoundrels, thieves..."

"All walks of life have their infiltration power. At this moment, these forces have been mobilized. They pretend to be members of the National Self-Defense Force and hang three-color flags as marks, and have already penetrated into the city of Paris..."

"These people are not good at fighting, but there is no problem with making some small moves behind their backs. They lacked strong military cooperation before, so they have been dormant. Now these people are alive..."

"There is no secret in Paris, and the life of the commune has entered the countdown..."

The desk was filled with information shared by the PIMEM. These top-secret files that exuded the smell of ink revealed the breath of death from the inside to the outside.

Just as the Chinese senior officials were studying the situation, suddenly there were footsteps outside, "Report to the Head of State, Sister Nightingale is here, I want to see you immediately..."

Xiao Letian's face suddenly stretched half a foot long, "Oh... I must be here to ask for things again. I forced me to buy a meal of medical cotton in the morning. What's wrong with me now? I don't have enough money to put it in..."

Director Wang smiled, "Just consider it to be investing in advance for the future Chinese Nursing College. If we serve this great Bodhisattva, we don't have to worry about our future field medical level..."

Xiao Letian stood up with a slap in his thigh, "Okay, that's the truth. Such a person has too high reputation and can't afford to offend!"

"If you offend her, you will probably have hundreds of millions of people who scold me in the world!"

"Give whatever you want, and I have to find a way to ask for stars..."

Nightingale was also paying attention to the situation. The sound of cannons all day today came from afar, making her anxious. She knew too well the scale of the Paris civilians, and how many innocent people this war affected.

Sister Nightingale dared not think that she just saved people with her purest heart. He only had such a belief in his life, that is, to save people!

Just this afternoon, CIA officials spied on a shocked scene, and Nightingale angrily scolded a middle-aged male staff member in the corner of a warehouse.

"I don't care who you play for. Although I can guess, I don't want to know... You may have other identities, but in my eyes, you are a member of the Red Cross!"

"Put your energy to work. If you dare to delay the work of saving people, then no matter what background you have, even Her Majesty the Queen, I will blow you out!"

"Sir, open your eyes and look at this city. How many women and children are dying? Are you not moved at all? Do you have no mercy?"

Nightingale has a unique personality charm. Even if he angrily scolds the other person, he will be calm and steady in his speech, but the more he speaks in this tone, the more terrified the man is.

Facing an old nun in his fifties, the British spy actually had a cold sweat as big as a bean on his forehead. He nodded in a timid way and did not dare to refute a word.

What happened afterwards was even more interesting. That afternoon, the British government spy put his energy into working hard, and carried the heavy cotton bag and ran.

He worked alone in the afternoon more than three people!

When Xiao Letian learned the news, he couldn't help but sigh, "Who said kindness has no power? On the contrary, this is the most powerful weapon in the human spiritual world!"

Facing Nightingale, even Xiao Letian had to give in. The lantern goddess who came to visit in the middle of the night was indeed here to ask for money.

This time, she asked Xiao Letian to get medical supplies worth 120,000 pounds, and the huge number was the same as 12 pounds in her mouth.

Xiao Letian looked at the long list and sighed, "You really make me embarrassed. Now it is a war period. Even if I have so much money, I can't transport it in?"

"All railways in northern France are already crowded with military trains. Do you know how long it takes to get a car? If you take the land route, the time will be longer..."

"Dear lady, my goddess... I can give me the money, but I really can't get it all in three days?"

Nightingale smiled and said in a staunch tone, "No! I believe the head of state can do it... I want to save people, three days is the final deadline, I am afraid that too many people will die..."

"Oh...but you also have to respect the laws of nature! This time is too short, how can you transport it in? Even the nearest harbor, the Bay of Seine in Rouen, will take five or six days to transport it to Paris..."

"No! I'm sure the Head of State can do it..." Nightingale stared at him so tightly. "Head of State, you have a responsibility for this disaster in Paris..."

"Of course, your responsibility may be the smallest, but no matter how small the evil is, it is evil... Evil should be repented, and evil deeds should be compensated with good deeds!"

"I am not attacking you, but considering the issue from your standpoint... Doing good will definitely make you happy. This redemption is your apology for this disaster..."

"I..." Xiao Letian couldn't even say a word that was stuffed, so he could only sigh, "I'm defeated in your hands, I'll find a way..."

"It's not about finding a way, but it's necessary!" At this time, Nightingale suddenly stood up. "I'm thanking you for the suffering people in Paris!"

After saying that, the nun clasped his hands together and bowed to Xiao Letian. The head of state was not willing to let the goddess of lanterns bow at such an old age. He quickly jumped aside and said, "No, no... I'm afraid of you, can I use the airship? Can I air-carry medicines for you..."

"Okay!" The old nun suddenly raised her head and smiled, her face full of wrinkles. "I'll send a telegram now and ask them to transport all the supplies to Rouen!"

Looking at the old nun leaving, Xiao Letian smiled from the bottom of his heart, "Actually, I don't know these truths. Fortunately, you can help me share some pressure with me..."

"Hey... do you know how difficult it is to do good? Do you know how violent they are in their hearts among those under my command and the Chinese people at the bottom?"

"If I, Xiao Letian, raise funds for war to bully people and grab profits, these guys dare to lose all their money to support me!"

"But if I, Xiao Letian, take the money and do good deeds, do you know how many people are unwilling to do it? Do you know how many people are cursing?"
Chapter completed!