I Was a Tycoon in World War I: Starting to Save France

Chapter 414 It’s Actually a Cannon!

This guerrilla group is the "Belgian National Front", with more than 500 members. Most of them are wounded and stragglers who stayed in the country when the Belgian army retreated. Its military quality is not comparable to that of ordinary guerrillas.

They fought in a very orderly manner, with ten 37-guns allocated to four at the front and rear. After the tanks at the two ends were destroyed, they blocked the road. Even if the tanks in the middle were unscathed, they were trapped and unable to move.

The well-positioned guerrillas fired grenades and bullets at the Germans.

The German army was in chaos. They initially wanted to stabilize their position, but after two cars filled with gasoline were ignited and exploded, they completely collapsed and fled.

Major Generals Erwin and Nicholas escaped from the ambush under the cover of guards.

Major General Nicholas did not hesitate and immediately ordered his subordinates to gather the defeated troops.

"The enemy does not have many troops." Major General Nicholas held his pistol and looked at the direction of the gunfire vigilantly: "As long as we take back the high ground, we can still take the initiative."

We must at least blow up the road bridge, Major General Nicholas thought, otherwise Charles's troops will march straight in from here and hit Brussels.

That is the capital of Belgium and has a very important symbolic meaning to Belgium!

Erwin said nothing.

Major General Nicholas's thinking was right. By gathering the defeated troops and the infantry following up from the rear, at least one or two thousand people could be gathered.

It is not difficult for them to attack guerrillas.

However, didn't Charles think of this?

Just as he was thinking about it, the sound of an engine sounded in the sky again, which frightened Erwin.

Then Erwin understood what was going on.

"No, General," Erwin said, "We can't do that. If we don't want to be captured, we should change our route now."

Just as he was talking, the bomber emerged from the clouds, roared at a low altitude, and dropped bombs one after another on the German troops on the road.

Unlike other rich people who like to live in the 15th and 16th arrondissements, James prefers to live in the city center. He believes that it is more convenient to travel and do things in the city center, and he can obtain information earlier and faster.

James felt unwell and stayed at his villa in District 2 all day.

He felt better around ten o'clock in the morning, so he asked the butler to deliver breakfast to his bedroom.

The butler put the breakfast on the small table by the window and put a newspaper next to it according to James's habit: "There is an urgent edition today, sir."

"Oh." James was not surprised by this, and his tone was a little mocking: "Is it Charles' heroic appearance on the parade ground?"

"No, sir," replied the steward, "Charles did not attend the parade, nor did his troops, who were attacking the Germans in Cambrai."

James was stunned and instantly lost interest in enjoying breakfast. He quickly stepped forward to grab the newspaper and saw what was written on it: "At nine o'clock, when the military parade began, Charles's troops had launched an attack on the German defense lines! "

James snorted disdainfully: "Without artillery, just relying on tanks to break through the German defense line, what's the difference between this and courting death?"

James always thought that Charles would wait until his new artillery was mass-produced before launching a counterattack. After all, his factory was rushing to work.

This was a mistake made by Charles, James thought. Charles wanted to show his power to the French people on Bastille Day!

The Germans would teach him a lesson.

However, the steward hesitated and replied: "Sir, I heard that Charles's army has broken through the German defense lines, and the newspaper information is lagging behind!"

"Has a breakthrough been achieved?" James glanced at the butler, and then shook his head firmly: "No, it's impossible. This is a rumor. People think that Ciel cannot fail, so..."

The phone ring interrupted James' words. James stood up and picked up the phone. Paulina's voice came from the phone. She only said two words: "Mr."

"Bad news?" James' heart sank, and he had a bad premonition.

"Yes." Paulina replied: "Perhaps you have heard that the Charles has broken through the German defense lines."

James sighed softly, admitting this.

At the same time, he was a little lucky: "This is not bad news, it has nothing to do with us."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then he slowly added: "Charles used 'Saint Salmon' to break through the German defense lines."

"What? 'Saint Salmon'?" James exploded instantly. He asked sharply: "Are you kidding me? 'Saint Salmon' is impossible too!"

"Sir, every word I said is true." Paulina said with a helpless tone: "It's 'Saint Shamon'. Charles just canceled the machine gun and made slight changes, using it as an artillery to fire 105 grenades at the enemy. Attack the artillery positions!"

James froze on the spot and didn't react for a while.

During this period of time, he had been struggling with this issue. Whenever he had nothing to do, he would think about Charles's intention to buy "Saint Salmon", but he still couldn't figure it out.

Now that Paulina has taken a look at it, I finally know what’s going on.

"As an artillery piece, he actually used 'Saint Salmon' as an artillery piece!" Suddenly he felt dizzy. If the housekeeper hadn't stepped forward in time to support James, he would have fainted on the ground right now.

"Why didn't I think of it?" James sat down on the bed and muttered to himself: "It's not a tank, it's an artillery piece. God, I've already invented it, but I gave it to Charles! This bastard, he has been Everyone knows..."

James buried his face in his hands in distress.

When James calmed down, the butler handed the microphone to James again: "Sir, Paulina seems to have something to say."

James took the microphone weakly, and Paulina lowered her voice: "Sir, Grevi and Armand have been arrested."

James said "um" lightly, this is just a trivial matter.

"You know what to do." James replied: "Leave no trace, understand?"

"Yes, sir."

...

That afternoon, Major Dura received a shocking news: Charles' grandfather, Francis, was found dead in his bedroom, and the cause of death was a heart attack.

"It can't be a heart attack, Major." Gabriel said anxiously: "We just arrested Grevi, and everyone knows that Francis and Grevi have a close relationship..."

"Really?" Major Dura interrupted Gabriel coldly: "If there is a murderer, who do you think did it?"

Gabriel opened his mouth, but didn't dare to say it.

Everyone knows that it was James. Francis was the matchmaker between James and the right wing. The clue was cut off when Francis died.

But this is just speculation. Without evidence, nothing can be done to him.

Even...

Gabriel looked at Major Dura, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Major Dura should have expected this result, but he did not deploy people in advance to protect Francis.

In other words, it was actually Major Dura who gave James the opportunity to silence him?

Gabriel swallowed hard and got goose bumps.

The world is full of crises, and it is not just the battlefield where lives are in danger!

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