Fox of France

"What do I need?" Fouche said. "First of all, I need money! I need more budget. I can no longer let my lad, holding a single-shot pistol, go to shoot at the enemy with a bursting revolver! Even Take a knife and fight other people's revolvers and small melons!"

"Anything else?" Griezmann asked again.

"In a short period of time, I need to mobilize the power of the National Guard." Fouche said, "The National Guard is in every block, and I need to mobilize their power. Of course, the number can be considered."

"The National Self-Defense Force is not an army, and it doesn't have people at all times. Most of the time, everyone is doing their own thing." A congressman said, "It takes a lot of time to mobilize them, and I'm afraid it will be too late if something happens. of."

"Then amend the relevant regulations of the National Self-Defense Force and establish a duty system. Every day, certain personnel must be on standby at a fixed position. At least until the problem is resolved, the National Self-Defense Force must maintain this state." Fouche replied.

"But even so, can the National Guard really do well in the face of such thugs?" Griessmann asked again.

"Yes, can the National Guard do it? I think they are not as good as the police."

"Isn't it? Last time, tens of thousands of National Guardsmen were chased and beaten by hundreds of Red Army troops. Just now Minister Fouche said that those thugs were well-trained soldiers, and the number of National Guardsmen in each block It’s not too many, and even fewer people can be on duty. Even if they are added..."

"It's just... I think the National Guard is completely unreliable. If something happens, they must run faster than us..."

Everyone talked a lot, and generally speaking, everyone looked down on the National Guard.

"Silence, silence!" Odom raised the gavel again.

After a while, the parliament hall, which was as bustling as a vegetable market, gradually quieted down.

"In addition, I hope to establish an independent, 24-hour standby, well-equipped, well-trained police force that can be used at any time to deal with such high-intensity violent cases." Fouche added.

Fouche made a host of demands, which of course were not immediately answered. This involves too much exchange of interests and distribution of power, so it will take time.

But Fouche is not in a hurry. In short, even if some people don't want to see the power in his hands expand, but the form is stronger than people. Fouche believes that he will be able to achieve his goal in a short time.

In the next week, these people have not moved. But Fouche was not in a hurry. He knew that the longer they waited, the heavier their blow would be, and the heavier their blow, the more beneficial it would be for Fouché. Of course, the prerequisite is that the targets of these people cannot include people from Fouché's side.

This time is very sad for Lucien. Before that, Joseph didn't restrict him very much. After all, his main job now is to socialize outside. However, after Fouché and Lucien's own people issued safety warnings to him, Lucien didn't dare to go to this lady or that lady to play with nothing like before.

Even if he wants to travel, to discuss matters with some important people, he will change his appearance and travel in secret. (Fortunately, there are many people around him who are good at these things) And once the talk is over, he immediately returns in secret.

It would be fine if it was just like this, what's even more frightening is that when Joseph found out that Lucien had enjoyed a lot of leisure recently (less time to find mistresses, of course he was free), he immediately talked a lot All the messy things were left to him.

In fact, in Joseph's opinion, the things he threw to Lucien were not too complicated. Even when Lucien himself received this character, he thought this task was pretty good. This task is - to teach mathematics to Louis and Jerome.

"Hahahahaha..." When Mr. Lucien received this task from Joseph, he couldn't help being happy from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help laughing while walking on the road.

"Monsieur Bonaparte, what are you laughing at?" Lucien's bodyguard Edgar asked.

Lucien said: "I think of happy things."

"What joy?"

"I'm going to be my brother's math teacher!" Lucien smiled brightly.

"Monsieur Bonaparte is such a good brother!"

But soon, Lucien discovered that this matter was not as interesting as expected. Because, because sometimes, those stupid kids can blow your lungs out.

"Louis, didn't you just tell you this question an hour ago?"

"Is there? No! No! Really not, if you don't believe me, I'll show you all the questions I just did?" Louis said with determination.

"Just look at it! Take it here!"

Louis brought over the exercise book. Lucien opened the exercise book, pointed to a question and said, "Louis, you idiot, take a look, isn't this question the same? It's just turned around a bit!"

"What?...Ah? No wonder I felt a little familiar when I did this question... Lucien, why are you so cunning!"

"Shut up! Will you do it now?"

"Yes!"

"Then do it quickly!" Lucien scolded, "God, how could I have such a stupid brother like you..."

After cursing this sentence, Lucien looked up and saw Jerome standing in front of him holding a small notebook: "Lucien, I can't understand this question no matter how I think about it, please explain it to me... ..."

After more than a week of silence, the thugs launched another terrorist attack, this time the target turned out to be the Parliament building. Of course, the attack was still unsuccessful, but the congressmen in the parliament building were scared out of their wits one by one.

So a few days later, all parties reached a new consensus.

The budget of the police department has been greatly increased, and the power to temporarily mobilize the National Guard on duty in various districts has also been obtained. But for the police department to have a capable combat force, many people, especially those who have seen five hundred Red Army beat tens of thousands of National Self-Defense Forces, find this really unacceptable. If Fouché, the remnant of the Jacobins, is really allowed to control such power, everyone still wants to sleep?

But Paris really needs such a team, and the police department must be able to use it, but the control of this team must not be placed in the police department, so after some bargaining, such a compromise was reached.

The number of this team does not exceed 300, and the organization and command are all in the Ministry of War. (Anyway, the Ministry of War has a lot of troops. If you really want to overturn the table, you don’t care if they have 300 more people.) As for how to use them in the police department, it’s simple. Let the people from the Ministry of War set up an office in the Ministry of Public Security to be responsible for this matter. That's it.

So this team has a special name: National Army Law Enforcement Intervention Team.

As for the personnel, the army has ready-made ones, and they can be transferred directly from the Red Army. After suppressing the royalist rebellion last time, the Red Army expanded again and returned to the size of a thousand people. It is still easy to transfer 300 people at this time.

Major Bruto, also from the "Red Army", became the first commander of this army.

Now that these goals had been largely achieved, Fouche immediately set to work. In fact, although these thugs are indeed well-trained soldiers, and there are people from the royal party to help hide them. But hiding in Paris for so long, how could there be no trace at all?

So Fouché has been staring at the residence of these people for a long time. These people usually hide in the St. Antoine district, which is a slum with few police officers, so it seems relatively safe.

By noon, the Saint-Antoine district began to empty—a mass of people had left to work elsewhere. But at this moment, a group of soldiers quietly entered the St. Antoine district.

"Attention everyone, approach quietly and don't shoot casually." Major Bruto, who led the team himself, said.