"What do I need?" Fouche said, "First of all, I need money! I need more budget. I can no longer let my young man take a single shot pistol and shoot against enemies holding consecutive revolvers! I even use a knife to fight someone's revolver and little melon!"

"Is there any?" Griezmann asked again.

"In a short period of time, I need to mobilize the power of the National Self-Defense Forces." Fouche said, "The National Self-Defense Forces are in various blocks, and I need to mobilize their power. Of course, the number of people can be considered."

"The National Self-Defense Forces are not an army, and there are not people at all times. Most of the time, everyone is doing their own things." A member of parliament said, "It takes a lot of time to mobilize them, but I'm afraid that something will be too late."

"Then modify the relevant regulations of the National Self-Defense Forces and establish a duty system. There must be certain personnel on standby in a fixed position every day. At least until the problem is solved, the National Self-Defense Forces must maintain this state." Fouche replied.

"But even so, will the National Self-Defense Forces really do it when facing such thugs?" Glesman asked again.

"Yes, can the National Self-Defense Army behave? I think they are not as good as the police."

"Isn't that true? Last time, tens of thousands of National Self-Defense Forces were chased by hundreds of Red Army soldiers and beaten behind. Minister Fuche said just now that those thugs were well-trained soldiers, and the number of National Self-Defense Forces in each block was not particularly large, and even fewer people could be on duty. Even if they were added..."

"That's it... I think the National Self-Defense Forces are completely unreliable. If something really happens, they will definitely run faster than us..."

Everyone was talking a lot, but in general, everyone looked down on the National Self-Defense Forces.

"Silent, quiet!" Odom raised the wooden hammer again.

After a while, the council hall, which was as lively as the vegetable market, gradually became quiet.

"In addition, I hope to build an independent, 24-hour standby, well-equipped, well-trained, ready to deal with such high-intensity violence cases," Fouche said again.

Fouche made a lot of demands, and of course these demands cannot be answered immediately. There are too many exchanges of interests and distribution of power, so it takes time.

But Fouchey was not in a hurry. In short, even if some people were unwilling to see the expansion of power in his hands, the form was stronger than that of others. Fouchey believed that it would not take long before he could achieve his goals.

These people did not move much in the following week. But Fouchey was not in a hurry. He knew that the longer they waited, the heavier the strike they made, and the heavier their strike, which would be more beneficial to Fouchey. Of course, the prerequisite is that the targets these people cannot include the people on Fouchey's side.

This was very sad for Lucien. Before this, Joseph did not have a particularly strong constraint on him, after all, his main job is to socialize outside. However, after Fouche and Lucien's own people issued safety warnings to him, Lucien did not dare to go to this lady or the lady to play like before.

Even if he wants to travel and discuss things with some important people, he will change his appearance and travel invisible. (Fortunately, there are many people around him who are good at these things). Once the talk is finished, he will immediately return invisible.

It would be fine if it was just like this. What's even more terrifying is that when Joseph discovered that Lucien had enjoyed a lot of leisure recently (if he had less time to find mistresses, of course he would have had leisure), he immediately told him a lot of messy things.

In fact, in Joseph's opinion, the matter he threw to Lucien was not very complicated. Even when Lucien received this character, he thought this task was pretty good. This task was to teach Louis and Jerome to learn mathematics.

"Hahahaha..." When Teacher Lucien received this task from Joseph, he couldn't help but be happy outside from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't help laughing while walking on the road.

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

"I remembered something happy," Lucien said.

"What a happy thing?"

"I'm going to be a math teacher for my brother!" Lucien showed a bright smile.

"Mr. Bonaparte is such a good brother!"

But soon, Lucien discovered that this matter was not as interesting as expected. Because, because sometimes, those stupid children can really make your lungs irritate.

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

"Is there? No! No! Really no, don't believe it, I'll show you all the questions I just did?" Louis looked confident.

"Look at it! Take it!"

Louis brought the exercise book. Lucien opened the exercise book and pointed to a question: "Louis, you idiot, look, isn't this question the same? He just turned the direction a little!"

"What?...ah? No wonder I felt a little familiar when I was doing this question...Lucian, why are you so cunning!"

"Shut up! Will you do it now?"

"Sure!"

"Then do it!" Lucien cursed, "God, how could I have such a stupid brother as you..."

After scolding this, Lucien looked up and saw Jerome standing in front of him with a small notebook: "Lucian, I can't understand this question no matter how much I think about it, tell me..."

After more than a week of silence, the thugs launched another terrorist attack, and the target of this time was the Parliament Building. Of course, the attack was still unsuccessful, but the members of the Parliament Building were all scared to death.

So a few days later, new consensus was reached.

The budget of the police department has been greatly improved and has also gained the power to temporarily mobilize the National Self-Defense Forces on duty in various districts. However, many people, especially those who have witnessed the 500 Red Army beaten tens of thousands of National Self-Defense Forces, think this is really hard to accept. It is really allowed to control such a power in the hands of the remnants of Jacobin, and everyone still wants to sleep?

However, Paris does need 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 a bargaining, such a compromise was reached.

The number of people in this team is no more than 300, and the establishment and command power are in the Ministry of War. (Anyway, the Ministry of War has some troops under it, so I really have to overturn the table, and I don’t care if they have more than 300 people.) As for how the police department uses them, simply let the Ministry of War set up an office in the Ministry of Public Security to be responsible for this matter.

So this team has a special name: the National Military Law Enforcement Intervention Group.

As for the personnel, if there are ready-made troops, just transfer them from the Red Army. After suppressing the rebellion of the Royalist Party last time, the Red Army's organization expanded again and returned to a scale of 1,000 people. It is still easy to transfer 300 people at this time.

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

Since these goals have been basically achieved, Fouche immediately began to act. In fact, although these thugs were indeed well-trained soldiers and were helped by royal people to hide. But how could there be no trace in Paris for so long?

So Fouche had long been staring at the station of these people. These people usually hide in the St. Antoine District, which is a slum with few police officers, and it seems relatively safe.

At noon, the St. Antoine District began to become empty, and a large number of people left here to work elsewhere. But at this moment, a team of soldiers quietly entered the St. Antoine District.
Chapter completed!