Chapter 223 It's Time to Develop Bombers

Albert I left happily.

He regarded Charles's "opinion" as the hope of restoring the country. The next thing to do was to persuade others with Charles's opinion. This was what Albert I was good at.

Charles felt a little guilty. Albert I regarded Charles as a friend and placed all his hopes on Charles, but Charles took advantage of him.

After Albert I left, Gallieni asked meaningfully: "Do you really think we are more suitable to land in the north?"

Gallieni knew Charles well, and he could understand Charles's expression just now. Charles might be talented in military matters and equipment, but he was not talented in lying.

Charles didn't answer and asked: "General, which faction are you?"

Gallieni shook his head slightly: "They have been working to end the war as soon as possible, but I think things may not be as optimistic as they thought. You said before that the war will not end so early, and the war situation seems to be heading towards this direction development.”

Ciel nodded slightly, this was the right idea.

Gallieni was a little surprised: "You mean, landing from any direction is wrong?"

"I have to choose one." Ciel replied: "Because if I don't choose, they will continue to argue and eventually they will get an answer they think is right and do what they should do."

Gallieni nodded, not choosing, which is equivalent to giving equal support to both sides, and the balance of balance will still be in the middle.

"So you chose the north?" Gallieni said.

To the north is a more radical landing method. From there, the landing will directly face the powerful German army, probably the elite German army.

Charles didn't answer. He said to Gallieni: "It's time for you to rest, General!"

Then he stood up, saluted Galieni, turned and left.

Watching Charles gently close the door, Gallieni had some doubts in his heart. Charles should at least answer "yes", which would not take much time, but he did not do so.

Then Gallieni understood that Charles had probably chosen the south instead of the north, and he had deceived Albert I.

He didn't answer because he couldn't tell and at the same time he didn't want to deceive Gallieni.

A smile appeared on Gallieni's lips, and he complained: "This little guy, he shouldn't avoid it!"

This is a military that should not be based on emotions. If Charles is setting up a trap for the enemy, he should do whatever he wants, even if the person he wants to deceive is Galieni.

However, somewhere in Gallieni's heart, he agreed more with Charles's current approach.

Then Gallieni frowned again.

French Commander-in-Chief Joffre and Deputy Commander-in-Chief Foch were the third group. They held a disdainful attitude toward the British view of opening a new front at sea. They firmly believed that victory on the Western Front would soon be achieved, "as long as France The army launched a more determined and comprehensive offensive."

This is why the military plans to order 500 "Shire A1" tanks at once. They believe that the "Shire A1" tank can also win in their hands.

Gallieni felt that he should try his best to prevent Joffre from pushing soldiers to the battlefield and making unnecessary sacrifices.

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Early the next morning, after getting up, Charles opened some curtains and took a peek at the scenery outside. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the snow had stabilized and no longer melted repeatedly like before.

In fact, Charles prefers such weather. At least it won't make the ground look wet, but the soldiers who are freezing on the front line may not think so.

While washing his cough, Charles looked in the mirror and found a pimple on his face, which seemed to be caused by eating too many apple crisps.

After putting on the military uniform and walking out of the dormitory, I looked up at the clock hanging on the wall. It was exactly 7:40.

Lieutenant Colonel Fernand got up earlier than Charles.

Since Charles was promoted to colonel, the chore of sorting out intelligence was no longer done by Charles. It was once again transferred to Lieutenant Colonel Fernand.

What Charles had to do was to screen the intelligence for the final time, leaving those that were unnecessary to report or that could be solved by himself to Lieutenant Colonel Fernand, and report the rest to Gallieni in order of priority.

"Nothing special, Colonel!" Lieutenant Colonel Fernand handed Charles a piece of information: "The Cape Town defense line has also stabilized. The Germans seem to have copied our grenades, and there are also mortars!"

Charles took the telegram and said "hmm". This was expected. Once something is useful on the battlefield, the enemy will soon appear with similar equipment.

The point is that they don't pay property rights fees. Charles cursed in his mind, they are simply robbers!

Charles sat on a chair and flipped through the telegrams. He put the important ones aside first, grabbed the less important ones, and then shuffled them over like cards. He was not stupid enough to do it. The information needs to be sorted one by one.

At this time, a telegram attracted Charles's attention, and two reconnaissance planes in the Somme area were confirmed missing.

This was originally a very common piece of information. Missing reconnaissance planes would happen almost every few days, but Charles still paused for a while when he saw it.

Just as Gallieni put on his military uniform and came out, Charles immediately came forward with a telegram to report: "General, two reconnaissance planes are missing in the Somme area!"

Gallieni said "hmm" and asked: "Is there anything special?"

Gallieni understood before he finished speaking. He stopped and turned around. While taking the telegram from Charles, he asked: "You mean, this was done by the enemy?"

Charles nodded: "Two reconnaissance planes disappeared in the same area. Although they were carefully separated, they were very concentrated in time. I guess the Germans were testing or practicing."

Galiene said "hmm" with a serious expression.

If the Germans had obtained the "machine gun firing coordinator", they would not be stupid enough to fight to the death with the French First Flying Squadron right away.

After all, the pilots of the French First Flying Squadron have accumulated a lot of actual combat experience. Although it was not machine-to-machine, they could still have an advantage.

If the Germans attacked rashly, it is likely that all their excellent pilots would be consumed in the first batch.

The best option is to train for a period of time first, or send them to the sky to secretly hunt enemy reconnaissance planes, and then compete with the French First Flying Squadron for air supremacy after adapting to the rhythm of the machine gun.

Gallieni walked back to his chair, his steps heavy. He sat down slowly and said expressionlessly: "At least one thing is certain, the Germans have known the secret of the 'machine gun firing coordinator'. How do you plan to deal with it?"

Charles thought for a while and replied: "Unify the aircraft model, all aircraft are equipped with 'machine guns', and all pilots are converted to fighter pilots!"

Galieni nodded in agreement.

Now that the secret has been leaked, there is no need to keep it secret. Machine gun aircraft should be fully deployed, and the range and number of pilots should also be expanded.

But Charles was thinking about another problem: it's time to develop bombers!