C925 The ruins of the Dakar (2/2)
The people stopped quarreling, swarmed over, and began to move the heavy logs. Soon, under a broken wall, they rescued four survivors.
These human lives were simply too great. Half of the wall had supported a huge pile of wood, leaving a narrow triangular space in the corner. They had only managed to escape by hiding here.
He was lucky, but a few superficial wounds were inevitable, especially for the blond officer who was the first to be carried out. His left leg was badly mutilated, and the right side of his face was badly mangled.
The doctor rushed to bandage him, but the officer in uniform pushed him away and growled, ”Where's my stuff?” Where's my bag? ” He struggled with all his might until the people brought the cow-skin rolls to his arms. Then he calmed down and let the doctors bandage him.
The chart is very precious, generally the cowhide drum used to keep the chart is very strong and waterproof. Unfortunately, no matter how good the quality was, there was no way to prevent fire. Two of the reels had already been charred to a large extent.
Ah … A blood-curdling scream scared everyone present, ”Why is it like this, my film!” God, why did you punish me so... ”Wuu!”
This wail was incomparably miserable, and all those who heard it were emotionally moved. Was this the death of their own father? Crying so miserably? Then he saw that they were only crying for his cowhide rolls.
”Where's the His Excellency the Governor? I want to see His Excellency the Governor, I am the special envoy from Paris, I am a Knight of Versailles! ”
The fat governor was not far away, but when he heard the name, he was startled and quickly ran over, ”Are you Knight Molière? Do you have any proof? ”
After looking through Molière's documents and the Knight medallion hidden in his undergarments, the Governor was so scared that he started sweating profusely. It was said that Molière was one of the favorite Knights of the Emperor, and now he was injured in the Dakar.
But Molière obviously did not have any intentions of extorting him, he grabbed the Governor's hand and said softly, ”Take me to the telegraph room and immediately fix the telegraph line. The Chinese attacked the Dakar, and the Chinese have already declared war on the France! ”
”And Prussia, which had long since formed a military alliance with China... They are also the executioners! ”
”Chinese? Hehe … Heh heh heh, His Excellency the Special Envoy, stop joking. Can Chinese people come to the Atlantic to bomb French colonies? He can actually defeat our French Army? ”
”Didn't the Chinese always have a long braid? ”But last night's enemies didn't have braids. Their valiant auras could even move Europeans …”
”I'm very sorry, but I really can't join your name together with mine …”
Molière struggled to stand up and limped out, ”I know you don't believe me, but this is the truth … Alright, you don't have to form a alliance with me, but you have to at least help me recover my telegraph line! We have to get everything back to Paris... ”
”Just wait for His Majesty's wrath! No one could escape, no one could escape! Including those damned Chinese people, just you wait to go to hell! ”