August in Paris is for foreign tourists. Paris is sunny in the hot moon, with birds singing and flowers blooming, which is the best time of the year. Before the war breaks out, Paris will be very happy this month, and Lido on the Champs-Elysees and Moulin Rouge on the Montmartre Heights will be filled with extravagant laughter.

However, after the outbreak of the war, especially since March 1918, when the "Emperor William's cannon" continued to hammer the thousand-year-old ancient city, the laughter and joy became farther and farther away.

Li Xiaofeng walked in this city with Princess Anne's arm in his arms. Although His princess returned to her motherland, she opened up her conversation and talked endlessly about the legendary story of Paris. But what a fairy thought was that in a few months in history, the Germans would lower their heads and be placed on the chopping board as losers and be slaughtered. The Allies, which completed the spoils, would soon turn their attention to the deserters in Russia halfway.

For the British, the result of dismembering three empires at the same time through a war is really ideal. The Second German Empire is ruined, the Austro-Hungarian Empire is disintegrated, and the barbaric polar bears will be discharged from their blood. The French and Americans are allies. Looking around, there will be no power in this world that can threaten the survival of the British Empire!

However, Li Xiaofeng wanted to say no to the British dream. The only one who was knocked down by this war should not be just three empires, but four empires. The British Empire will also become a yellow flower tomorrow, and the Gaul rooster and the silly American soldiers were buried with the British Empire.

Why does someone have such great confidence? The reason is very simple. He is no longer the semi-immortal of the past, but the whole immortal, the real immortal. Although he, the immortal, is not worth mentioning in the heavenly court of that year, he is the most terrifying existence in this world.

In order to celebrate the success of ascension and to buy some time for Bolsheviks, Li Xiaofeng decided to have some fun for the Allies. These miscellaneous groups have found a lot of fun for Russia in the past few months, occupied Vladivostok, abducted the Russian Pacific Fleet, and turned the direction of the Far East. These accounts must be calculated carefully!

After Princess Anne fell asleep, a fairy climbed to the top of the Eiffel Tower alone, looking down at Paris like a king, with an inconspicuous umbrella in his hand, but this umbrella would let the British, French and Americans know what the end of the world is!

The opened plague umbrella spread a strong black air, and a trace of it invaded the entire Paris. It would spread in France like a plague, and the destructive power it caused would be greatly surpassed that of the Spanish cold.

Of course, what Li Xiaofeng released was not a fatal virus. It could not kill the host directly like SARS or Ebola viruses. These black gases can affect emotions. They will make people manic and make people crazy. Moreover, after venting manic, the host will become extremely tired, just like being drained from its energy and spirit, becoming sleepy and dull.

The first person to be hit was the Americans. Pershing, the commander of the US Expeditionary Force, soon discovered something was wrong. He kept responding to the subordinates, and the army was very unstable. Fighting incidents emerged one after another. At first, General Iron Hammer thought that the American soldiers could not get rid of the habit of cowboys, and they were habitually making trouble. Or the soldiers were too motivated and couldn't wait to go to the battlefield.

But soon he discovered something was wrong. His army broke out in tens of thousands of fights within three days, which directly led to thousands of people fighting. What's even more terrifying is that five days later, the manic soldiers suddenly turned into opium ghosts and were not interested in anything. Even the naked French girl threw herself into her arms and couldn't make them feel a little energetic.

At this time, Pershing attracted attention, thinking that the Germans used some new chemical or biological weapon. Otherwise, his soldiers would not have been so abnormal. General Hammer immediately responded, isolated all the "infected" soldiers, and sent a large number of doctors, chemical experts and biologists to turn the barracks to the sky, trying to find evidence of the Germans' crimes.

However, the horror happened soon, first of all, doctors and experts who were under heavy protection were also attacked one after another. These well-behaved readers instantly turned into bulls with red eyes. Several poor people cut their carotid artery with scalpels, and more poor people fought to the point of bruising and swollen face.

This is not the most thrilling thing. Even if isolation measures are taken, this new virus or chemical preparation is still spreading at an astonishing rate. Moreover, the people who have been "infected" have no immunity and will be repeatedly infected!

Even Pershing's most admired assistant Marshall was caught. This extremely talented young man almost strangled the commander-in-chief of the US Expeditionary Force one morning because of a little bit of trouble.

The chaos was in trouble, and the Americans had no choice but to ask for help from the old imperialists. At that time, the British and French were a little proud because these American nouveau riche and these damn rich people arrived in Europe, they were very arrogant and showed off their wealth. Niu Niu and the rooster were jealous.

Now that the nouveau riche is in trouble, it is really satisfying to ask for help from these poor cousins!

However, the British and French were not happy for long. It was soon his turn to be hit. Their number was larger, so the range of attacks and the losses caused were greater. What made them even more embarrassed was that they didn't know what was going on?

Mad cow disease? Or snake sperm disease?

The experts from the Allied countries couldn't sleep all night long, their hair was gone, and they used up all kinds of methods, but they could not control the situation at all. The situation was getting worse day by day, and the unknown virus soon spread from the barracks to the people.

Various more joyful scenes are one after another. Anyone who looks very normal may start to go crazy in the blink of an eye - it may be a verbal abuse, or a big fight. The security incident made the police in France frustrated, the streets were in chaos, shops were closed, factories were shut down, and farmers let the yellow wheat rot in the fields, as if the end of the world was coming early.

Not to mention, the real charlatan seized the opportunity and promoted the end of the world and the final judgment, and made a fortune.

"The situation is extremely critical now!" Foch, the Supreme Commander of the Allied Power, said worriedly, "Our army is in chaos, one-third of the soldiers are fighting. One-third of the soldiers are waiting to die, and one-third of the soldiers are frightened. If this continues, it will be no joke that the army will collapse in full!"

Beitang also said: "Compared with the military situation, the situation in our country is not much worse. Military production this month has been seriously affected. Production has dropped by more than 50%, and there is a trend of continuous decline. If this continues, we will be done without more than three months!"

In fact, Bedam's estimate is too optimistic, and it will take three months. France will collapse in such a mess for another month.

Hege also seemed worried: "If this damn virus crosses the strait and arrives in our country, the situation will become even more difficult! The most urgent thing is to try every means to block this damn virus on the European continent!"

Hege's words made Betan and Foch a little unhappy. The damn British always only considered their own interests. The most urgent task was to figure out what virus was causing the consequences. They had to find a way to fight it, rather than just ensuring that Great Britain was not affected.

"Where are the Americans?" Fosh suddenly asked. Pershing didn't make any sense to attend the Allies' military meeting.

Hege smiled bitterly: "John was also infected by the virus. Last night he almost rushed into the Seine..."

Foch and Beden's mouth twitched twice, and neither of them spoke because no one knew what to say. God knew if they would be the next one to be the one who was hit.

After a long time, Foch asked with a wry smile: "What about the situation in other countries and regions? It is impossible for the virus to only rage in France, right? What about the Germans? They should be in trouble, right?"

Hegel's expression on his face was very strange. He was entangled for a moment before telling the truth: "Although I am reluctant to admit it, I have to say that this damn virus does only occur in France, specifically, it only spreads on our side... The Germans are very healthy and nothing is wrong!"

"This is impossible!" Beidang screamed.

"This is true," Hege emphasized, "according to the response of the intelligence agencies, the Germans seemed to be prepared for it. Their troops seemed to have used a very effective drug that could fight the mysterious virus!"

Betaine and Foch looked at each other. They are not fools. Things are too strange. How could the Germans prepare special medicine in advance? There is only one answer, that is, the virus was created by the Germans.

"These despicable villains!" The two marshals cursed the Germans in unison. "They cannot defeat us on the frontal battlefield, so they use this shameless method, which is extremely shameful!"

Heg's mood was very stable. In order to win this war, both sides had already tried their best. It was not the first time that they had started germ warfare and chemical warfare. What is strange is how did the Germans create such awesome things?

In fact, the Germans were also quite shocked. When a certain immortal found them and proposed to cooperate, they unanimously believed that someone was just talking crazy. Who could solve millions of enemies by their own strength?

Now, a certain immortal did it, the Allied army was in chaos, France was in chaos, and even the chaos on the Isle of Great Britain was foreseeable. This joy from heaven made the Germans overjoyed, and they almost worshiped a certain immortal.

However, what a certain immortal wants is not a worshiper. He is quite realistic - this is a transaction, everyone takes what they need. The price the Germans need to pay for this is part of industrial technology, involving machine tools, power, optics and metallurgy. Any aspect of Russia's shortcomings, an immortal wants to make a fortune.

To be honest, the Germans were not very happy about this, but for the chance to make a last-minute attempt, the Germans endured it because they were desperate. The original final offensive started with heavy thunder and little rain, and they could hardly move forward. Pessimistically, they were even considering that if the war still did not improve in September or October, they would negotiate peace with the Allies.

It took Li Xiaofeng only half a month to completely confuse the Allies in Verdun's direction. If nothing unexpected happens, they are very likely to break through this line of defense and fight until Paris!

The Germans happily paid for everything a certain immortal wanted, half because of surprise, and half because of deep worries. If they did not fulfill the goods and stopped supplying that special medicine, would the great German soldiers collapse like clown-like Allied soldiers?

The Germans dare not take risks, nor dare to bet on luck. They, who are rigorous by nature, try to stabilize Li Xiaofeng on the one hand, and on the other hand, are actively cracking special medicines and the mysterious virus. Of course, the progress is as unsuccessful as that of the Allies.

At the end of August, when the Allied forces defending the Paris portal were completely in chaos, the brutal Germans launched a fatal blow! Verdun, which had blocked the Germans for several years, was crushed in one fell swoop. Neither Foch, Betan, Heg or Pershing could block this gap. After Verdun was penetrated, the Allied front collapsed instantly. The soldiers threw away their armor and fled all the way to the city of Paris. If the Germans had not pursued them too cautiously, Paris would have fallen directly.

"The front must be consolidated! The Germans must be blocked!" Foch realized that it was exactly the same as being infected with the virus, and even more manic. "Your Excellency the Prime Minister is very angry! The consequences are very serious!"

But his yelling had no effect on motivating morale. Beden said dejectedly: "What are we going to stabilize the front? The soldiers are either crazy or stupid. You can't let the three of us fight to the German army, right?"

Foch was also helpless in this regard. The soldiers were not strong enough to make him helpless! But now it is almost impossible to make the soldiers strong.

Hege gave a suggestion: "Let the Americans quickly transport the soldiers to France, we urgently need them. Can we mobilize a group of reserve forces?"

This is just a whim, and the US Expeditionary Force cannot fly to France. Moreover, the Americans' combat power is quite limited, and they are not the opponent of the German killing machine like a wolf or a tiger. As for mobilizing reserve forces, damn, where is there any reserve force left until now?

The commanders in chief fell into a deadly silence, and they had no solution to the current dilemma. Fortunately, they were not the ones in charge of the Allies. The governments of various countries are not paralyzed yet, and they are still trying their best to find a way, and they do not need to find a way. A certain immortal will be happy to solve their practical difficulties.

"Umbrella Company? Erickson Nobel?" Crimson curled his lips. He had never heard of this company at all, let alone Erikson. At this moment of worry, he asked impatiently: "What do they do?"

His assistant to the Prime Minister replied in a low voice: "This is a Swedish pharmaceutical company, and Mr. Eriksen Nobel is the president of the company."

Crimson was still impatient: "I don't have time to meet some cats and dogs. Now there is an extremely serious crisis waiting for me to resolve! I don't have time to waste!"

Crimson almost told Erikson to get out, but the assistant who charged Erikson's 10,000 francs was still very "responsible" to explain: "But Mr. Erikson Nobel claims that his company has special medicines to solve the current crisis!"

Crimson wanted to say, "Fart!" Several famous pharmaceutical companies in Europe. A problem that hundreds of experts cannot solve. You, a nameless man, dare to magnify your chest? It's ridiculous!

But now he is also in a hurry to seek medical treatment, and there is no way to do so. When he sees this arrogant guy, he should treat it as a dead man!

Crimson would never regret this decision. Many years later, he boasted in his memoirs: "At that most critical moment, no one in the league had a way, there was chaos everywhere, and pessimism was everywhere. As the Prime Minister of the great French Republic, I have never been pessimistic and never gave up. I firmly believe that God is on the side of France... My persistence and my efforts have finally paid off. After patient work, I finally found a company that can solve the crisis and personally convinced them to serve the great French... This saved the country and the people, and is the wisest and most proud decision in my life!"

Of course, the reality is that Eriksen came to sell the door, and through his efforts, he convinced the stubborn Crimson, and asked him to give Umbrella and give France a chance.

A few days later, when the trial result was placed in front of Krimson, the already anxious old man couldn't help but cheer, knowing that his throne of prime minister was saved.

"Immediately send an order to Umbrella, we need at least one million special medicines. This is just a conservative estimate. We have millions of troops and tens of millions of people, and they all need this special medicine!"

Crimson took a breath and then said in an unquestionable tone: "Of course, we cannot pin all our hopes on Umbrella. We should immediately copy this special medicine, the faster the better! What? Patents? Don't worry about the patents of shit! What we have to do now is to win this war, what patents are, and wait until we win!"

Crimson confidently thought that with France's technological strength, imitating medicines from an unfamous small business was a piece of cake, but reality gave him a heavy slap. Although the imitation of special medicines is exactly the same as those provided by Umbrella, it has no effect at all!

Because a certain immortal had been on guard against this move, for a big hooligan, it was normal to eat it without trust and vomit. The so-called special medicine is nothing more than methamphetamine, and the one who can really fight against the so-called virus is actually him.

"Don't be afraid of selling high prices!" A certain immortal said loudly at the board of directors. "The Allies are already red in their eyes. The Americans have generously untied their wallets. If they don't slaughter them hard, then when will they wait!"

PS: Bow to thank MFL, Juventus, hzwangdd and Kawaru Huagui!
Chapter completed!