C3247 Pre-Intifada (1/2)
”Family? Who are the families of these soldiers, and who do you want them to slaughter? ” With the appearance of a determined female voice, the crowd suddenly emerged from the alley.
Michelle, the leader of the commune, held the tri-colored French flag in her hand. A few female guards followed behind her and glared at General Le Kongte.
”Shoot! ”Soldiers, shoot at your loved ones!”
”We are unarmed, we can only shed hot blood, we can't stop your bullets, but are you really willing to shoot your loved ones?”
”If you want to do it, then come at me!”
Michelle judged from his years of street fighting that the soldiers had wavered, that they had accepted everything the commune advertised from the bottom of their hearts.
Aside from a few people like Gan Bida, who could make these great figures of the France convince their soldiers, the rest of them had actually accumulated a countless amount of anger.
The community had grown in the past few years, and there were many holes in the France. The lives of the people were miserable, and even the most basic of food and drinks could not be guaranteed.
Not to mention the conflict between the classes, which commoner of the lowest class hadn't been humiliated before, and who didn't have a grudge in their stomach!
Faced with Michelle's righteous scolding, all the soldiers avoided her gaze and did not dare look at her. The woman behind Michelle was even sharper with her words.
”Shoot!” Let these soldiers shoot! Shoot their brothers, their families, their ancestors, and their sisters! ”
”You cowards, you dare not fight against the German Chinese, but you dare to slaughter your own kin?”
”Stop using the method of sitting to scare people. Didn't the entire France's people get sat on by you emperors' lackeys a long time ago? Have we not lost enough people? ”
The angry curses made General Le Kongte's head grow bigger, ”You damn thugs! Are you going to surrender to these scum? ”
”These are all rebellions... If you don't shoot, I'll shoot you first! ”
He only saw a young, tall soldier in the army look at Le Kongte with disdain. He walked to the middle of the citizens and turned his head to face the army.
”Even if you kill me, I will not kill my compatriots in France! Brothers, don't work for him anymore! Le Kongte is just a royalist party! ”
If there was a first, there would be a second!
”I'm not going to do it either. This is a dirty job. Whoever wants to do it will have to do it!”
One, two, three... Countless soldiers came out from the primary matrix. They only needed to take a step or two to reach the middle of the citizens, and with a turn of their head, they would break away from the reactionary forces!
Michelle was overjoyed, ”The seeds of revolutionary fire that have been spreading for decades are indeed meaningful, the seeds have sprouted today! The revolution is going to be a success! ”
”Long live the people! Welcome to our brothers' uprising! ”Brother who is hugging us!”
Right in front of Le Kongte, hundreds and thousands of citizens of Paris were hugging the soldiers who had rebelled, laughing, jumping, and slapping them on the back …
Le Kongte was dumbstruck. The gun in his hand was pointed at this and that, but he didn't dare to pull the trigger at anyone.
He knew very well that as long as he dared to shoot these people, they would tear him apart alive!
”Let's go, General, break out of the encirclement!” It was only then that his personal guards realized that their general was too close to the front lines. They were already surrounded.