Chapter 370 If You Want to Win, Buy My Artillery!

Something delayed me today, so I only have one chapter.

I’ll try to restore the third update starting tomorrow. If I occasionally fail to do so, I hope you’ll forgive me!

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This is a great time to get into the insurance industry.

War and fire caused capital to lose confidence in the insurance industry, which meant that Shire had fewer competitors, making it easier and less expensive to acquire insurance companies.

When Shire enters the insurance industry, the "premium" it can raise can naturally increase: the risk is high, and the premium is naturally high.

On the other hand, during a period of continued currency depreciation, people generally believe that it is more cost-effective to buy insurance, otherwise the money left in their hands will disappear out of thin air.

What's more important is Charles' foresight. He knows where is safe and where is dangerous. For example, in Verdun, he will definitely not start business there. Paris can then boldly accept orders. The Germans will occupy Paris for more than 20 years. What happened later.

(Note: Germany captured Paris in World War II in 1940)

If there is any danger to Paris, it is that the Germans will also develop the so-called "Paris Cannon", but the damage to Paris will be almost negligible.

It could even provide business opportunities for the Shire: Worried about your house being blown up and your property damaged? Then buy insurance and Shire will pay double the compensation for you!

A good advertising slogan, the key to which is "Char", he is almost a talisman.

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Early the next morning, Ciel woke up in his small room.

The rooms in the police training base are more luxurious than this, and there are orderlies waiting on the guards to ensure safety, but for some reason, only here can Charles completely relax and fall into a deep sleep.

Maybe this is what home feels like.

After hurriedly washing up, Charles went downstairs to have breakfast. As usual, it was pizza and milk, and the milk had to be finished.

The difference is that Camille made an extra piece and put it in a cardboard box for Ciel to take away.

"Take it with you. You don't know when you will come back next time." Camille looked at Ciel with a look of reluctance.

"Don't worry, Mom." Charles comforted: "I will try my best to ask for leave."

When he turned around and opened the door, Charles was stunned. The door had been filled with people before he knew it, and they were all nearby neighbors.

Camille knew in advance. With pride and relief in her eyes, she looked at Ciel with a smile and explained: "They insisted on sending you off. You saved many people's lives."

Aunt Oses came forward, holding her son, who was wearing a military uniform but with bandages on his eyes, and stepped forward cautiously.

"Thank you, Charles." Aunt Osseus held Charles's hand and trembled with excitement: "They found Gabri on the battlefield. Fortunately, you were there to stop the Germans."

Under the guidance of his aunt, Gabri, who was blind, stood in front of Charles and saluted: "The 172nd Infantry Regiment of the 43rd Division, General!"

Ciel returned the salute and patted him on the shoulder.

Then Uncle Anatole stepped forward and shook hands with Charles and said gratefully: "My son Bertrand was injured and captured by the Germans. He thought he would never come back alive, but he was rescued by your men. . It's your troops, Charles, at Claude's Line!"

After hearing this, Charles remembered that the 105th Infantry Regiment had indeed rescued a group of prisoners when it broke through the German second line of defense and inadvertently captured one of its material transfer stations.

It was just that at that time, everyone was focused on capturing a few lieutenant generals and major generals and how much supplies they had seized. No one cared about the batch of prisoners who were rescued.

"You're welcome, Uncle Anatole." Charles replied mechanically: "This is what I should do.

Then there were Magnon, Cesar, Chretien... They all received favors from Charles for various reasons.

Ciel responded while calling their names affectionately.

At this moment, Charles suddenly experienced the two worlds in France: one is maintained by emotions, and the other is maintained by capital and interests.

They do exist. Although the boundaries are invisible, they are distinct.

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At the Paris City Defense Headquarters, Gallieni asked Charles who was standing in front of him while signing the document: "I heard that Saint-Etienne produced a light machine gun. Was it you who invented it?"

"Yes." Charles did not deny: "It is called the 'Saint Etienne 2' type."

"How does his performance compare to that of 'Shaucha'?" Gallieni kept moving his hands and raised his eyes.

"I'm not sure, General," Charles replied. "It should be tested on the battlefield."

Gallieni said "hmm", stopped his movements and looked at Charles thoughtfully.

He actually knew what Ciel was up to, but he just didn't reveal it.

"Next time." Gallieni hinted: "You'd better invent it earlier, or at least give the military a heads up."

You guy, the military has placed a large number of orders for "Shaosha". Even if you return the goods, you will lose a lot of deposits.

Charles stood up and answered, "Yes, General."

But the smile at the corner of his mouth clearly told Gallieni: "Sorry, General. This is business, and I will do it again next time."

Gallieni shook his head slightly, as if there was nothing he could do about Charles.

He took out a document from the drawer and threw it in front of Charles: "We just received intelligence that the Germans seem to have developed a new tank, and people from the Second Bureau took some photos."

Charles quickly picked up the document and opened it with anticipation. He also wanted to know what the Germans' new tank looked like. Although the "Lady in White" had obtained some information, there were no photos.

But Charles was disappointed. The tank was parked on a flatbed train, covered with canvas and no details could be captured.

However, Charles still got some information from the comparison of the length and width of the train: "It is a light tank, about the same size as the 'Charle A1', and it is likely that the Germans copied it."

"I think so too." Gallieni nodded: "Now there is a question, how should we deal with this kind of tank, directly use the 'Charle A1', or something else?"

After a pause, Gallieni added: "Foch is considering the Germans' ideas, anti-tank rifles, he thinks this can be a good deal with light tanks, what do you think?"

Charles looked at Gallieni in astonishment.

When talking about Foch, Charles knew that this was probably what Joffre hoped to find a way to win from Charles.

No one knows tanks better than Charles. Charles is not only the inventor and promoter of tanks, but also later commanded these tanks to win again and again on the battlefield.

Now, Joffre knows that the Germans have a new type of tank, and he is not confident enough, so he hopes to get some useful information from Charles to help him win this battle, this "battle that can only be won but not lost".

"What's the problem?" Gallieni asked in confusion when he saw Charles's strange expression.

So, Charles knew that Gallieni didn't know the truth and their offensive plan was aimed at Gallieni.

Chaffee might have packaged "anti-tank" as an academic issue, such as taking into account future wars to prevent them from happening.

"Nothing." Charles told the truth: "I don't think we should develop anti-tank rifles. Because at present, anti-tank rifles may still be useful, but with the development of technology, the armor of tanks will inevitably become thicker and thicker, and anti-tank rifles will always be eliminated."

This is determined by the armor-piercing ability of anti-tank rifles. 25MM steel plates are almost its limit. If you want to improve the armor-piercing ability, the recoil will not be something that soldiers can bear.

"The 37 gun is a good alternative." Charles said: "Its armor-piercing ability is obviously better than that of anti-tank rifles, and it has greater room for development."

Charles gave Chaffee a difficult problem:

Want to win? Buy my artillery!