The Paris uprising in France soon received direct support from the military, which also caused a momentary change in the situation.

Unlike the great battle in 1789, with the enthusiasm and blood of the insurrectionists, they had no chance of success in the face of government troops with absolute advantages and modern equipment, unless they could get help from external forces.

And such external forces appeared under a situation that even they could not imagine.

The elite 51st Armored Army's 102nd Armored Assault Regiment.

Just like the Great Uprising, there was no sound before the mutiny of the 102nd Armored Assault Regiment, as if it had happened suddenly.

However, no one knows what happened after this.

Wang Weiyi was always watching calmly at everything that happened in Paris and France, and only he knew the whole truth and how these things happened.

Now, what he has to do is just watch the good show he directed more quietly here.

The battle between the First National Guard Division and the Rebel Army continued, and no one could guess the final result. Litum was doing his own duties, and Ainova was doing his own duties too.

Everyone has their own beliefs, and no one can deprive them of their beliefs.

In this battle of blood and fire, freedom and the supreme, Pisnoche showed such bravery. Avaco's death gave him too much excitement, and he had to kill every enemy he could see to avenge Mr. Avaco.

He is not a professional soldier, and he has not even been exposed to weapons before, but he forced himself to familiarize himself with the use of each type of firearm in the shortest time, only in this way can he kill more enemies to comfort Avako's spirit in heaven.

He showed such bravery on the battlefield, and the enemy's bullets were whistling beside him, but he seemed to have not seen them at all. He knew that he might die, but he didn't care. There was nothing to be afraid of.

People always die, and if they can die as valuable as Mr. Avaco, there is nothing to be afraid of. Their own name will be forever engraved in French history.

Colonel Aibel of the 102 Armored Assault Regiment also noticed this brave insurrectionist. He saw that this man performed so well, so he came to Pisnoche during a short period of battle: "What's your name?"

"Pisnoche Constantine Pisnoche." Pisnoche, who was there to replace the weapon with a new magazine, said without raising his head.

"You are more brave than most of your companions..." Colonel Aibel said, although he was a little dissatisfied with the attitude of this man: "Would you like to join my army and be a soldier?"

"I don't want to." Pisnoche replied without thinking.

Colonel Abel was stunned for a moment, but he was satisfied that his warm invitation was rejected like this: "Why?"

"I don't want to wear your clothes." Pisnoche finally raised his head: "I hate soldiers, it's really annoying. Colonel, I'm not talking about you, but you soldiers don't have a good impression of us. Oh, if I say rude and rude, then please forgive me. I have never thought of becoming an official. After ** wins, I will return to the factory and become an ordinary worker."

Colonel Aibel was extremely angry.

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To be honest, he had admired the courage of this ordinary worker very much before, but now he is full of deep disgust.

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You know, I am a colonel and an officer, but how could this humble civilian have the courage to speak to me like this?

He left here angrily, but the honest Pisnoche didn't realize he had done anything wrong.

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"Col. General Robertson ordered us to continue here for one night." At this time, his adjutant came over and whispered: "The general said that something special will happen during the day at the latest."

These words finally calmed down from our anger. The adjutant continued: "But in the battle just now, our position was shrunk for a long time. Now, the National First Guard Division has set up an artillery position in our confrontation. I think this will pose a huge threat to us. I am going to organize a commando to destroy the artillery position!"

"Wait, what did you say just now?" asked Colonel Abel, a little absent-minded.

"I just said, I'm going to organize a commando to destroy the artillery positions!"

"Ah, I understand." A hint of undetectable smile appeared on the corner of Colonel Aibel's mouth: "I'll see Mr. Litum right away."

When Litum appeared before him, Colonel Aibel's face was filled with deep worries: "Mr. Litum, there is a very bad news."

Litum was surprised, and Colonel Aibel handed him the telescope in his hand: "Look, the enemy's artillery position is set up there, which will pose the most direct threat to us. So we must destroy the artillery position immediately."

"What are you waiting for, Colonel?" Litum put down his telescope: "Do you need our help?"

"Yes, I need your help very much." Colonel Aibel nodded: "Since my troops need to prevent enemy attacks, they have no power to draw out attack troops. Mr. Litum, so I want to organize an armed force in the uprising army to destroy the enemy's greatest threat to us with our cooperation."

Litum knew nothing about military affairs, and Colonel Aibel said the situation so seriously that he immediately became nervous: "Col. I can provide you with any kind of help you need. Organize an armed force in the uprising army? OK, I will choose volunteers immediately."

"Thank you so much for your understanding of us..." Colonel Aibel said with a smile: "In today's battle, I noticed a man who showed such courage. Oh, I forgot what his name was."

"Are you talking about Mr. Pisnoche?" Litum asked tentatively.

"Yes, yes, it's Mr. Pisnoche." Colonel Aibel looked full of thought: "To be honest, I have never seen such an excellent and brave man. Mr. Litum, I suggest that he is the commander of the commando."

Now no matter what Colonel Abel said, Litum agreed unconditionally. He nodded frequently and soon did as Colonel Abel ordered.

Looking at Litum's back, Colonel Aibel's mouth showed some undetectable smile.

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When those brave rebels heard that the enemy's artillery positions were about to pose a huge threat to this place, they quickly signed up to form a 300-man commando without any hesitation.

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Even Litum himself was surprised that the fighting enthusiasm of the rebels was so high.

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When he asked Pisnoche to serve as commander of the commando as Colonel Abel's request, Pisnoche also did not hesitate at all. He had already put his life and death aside.

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Weapons, grenades, and explosives were distributed to the hands of these volunteers.

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Many of them knew that they might never be able to come back this time. Half an hour before preparation, they were thinking about what they might be the last thing they had to do in their lives.

Pisnoche wrote a letter to his fiancée, which reads:

"......I will probably die on the road of battle......My dearest Mulisha, please don't be sad for me. I died for my own beliefs and ideals. When I followed Mr. Avaco on this road, I already had this awareness.............. Please don't be sad for me, my dear Mulisha. I have been pursuing equality, freedom, and justice, just like our ancestors followed many years ago.

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Pisnoche carefully put the letter into the envelope, and then carefully placed "Give my dearest Mulisa" on the envelope.
To be continued...