Chapter 198 Victory on the Front Line?

Joffre's attack on Cape Town was launched on the fifth day.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner. Five infantry divisions had been assembled on the front of Cape Town, and the soldiers launched a charge on the enemy's defense line day and night.

Artillery preparation, charge, artillery preparation again, charge again...

There were also fighter planes put into battle during the day to suppress the enemy's artillery, but the effect was not obvious.

The reason was that the Germans had realized the threat of air supremacy to artillery. They deployed artillery in a basin surrounded by hills, and then planned to deploy Maxim machine guns on the peaks of the surrounding highlands to hide them.

Once an aircraft lowered its altitude to bomb or strafe the artillery position, these hidden machine guns would instantly shoot down the aircraft with dense rain of bullets.

After Carter realized this, he strictly ordered all machine gun fighters not to enter the hilly area to attack the enemy artillery. He was worried that if the machine gun fighter was shot down and crashed, the secret of the "machine gun firing coordinator" would be exposed.

Nothing is more important than this, Carter thought, even if the Germans offered the whole Cape Town with both hands!

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This day was Charles's holiday. He was sitting in the car returning to Darwaz. At first, it was raining, and suddenly it turned into hail. They hit the canvas on the roof and made a "da da" sound, and some fell on the car glass and hood and made a crisp "ke ke" sound.

Charles couldn't help but stretch out his hand to catch some, but although they hit his hand, they always jumped away flexibly, or they melted into small water droplets before Charles wanted to take a closer look.

Major Laurent drove with one hand and turned the wiper with the other hand. He turned back and smiled and reminded: "You don't want to taste it, including the snowflakes you will see in the future."

"Why?" Charles asked puzzledly.

Laurent smiled bitterly and replied: "You may not understand it because you live in Darwaz. This is Paris. Whatever smell you smell in the air, there is something in the hail!"

Charles said "Oh".

In the era of industrial development, no country can avoid pollution.

European countries just took the lead. They polluted the earth to their heart's content. After the industrial upgrade was completed, they vigorously promoted environmental protection out of fear that the latecomers would surpass them.

The double standards and ugliness of capitalists are actually everywhere, but they are good at using propaganda tools to package themselves beautifully.

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After returning home, Charles felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird while eating breakfast.

At this time, Deyoka should have talked endlessly about the situation of the factory in the past two days, so that Charles could get involved in the new work of the factory faster.

Camille should have been cleaning up the cooking utensils in the kitchen. She was always the last one to sit at the table, but today she had dinner with Deyoka and Charles.

"What happened?" Charles asked curiously with pizza in his mouth: "Is the factory not going well?"

"No!" Deyoka replied: "Everything is going well. They even produced ten prototypes. After testing, they can be mass-produced."

The progress of the Renault tank is very fast, thanks to Charles's foresight. It has solved almost all problems in the design stage.

Therefore, there is no need to go through a series of complex and time-consuming cycles of design, prototype, testing, redesign, re-production of prototypes, and testing.

"Is that because of the hail today?" Charles looked out the window.

"No, Charles." Deyoka put down his fork. He ignored Camille's warning and said angrily, "They took away your flying squadron, didn't they?"

Charles understood why Deyoka stood up for this matter.

"Where did you hear about this?" Charles was a little surprised.

"Everyone knows." Deyoka replied, "They recognize Carter's plane, as well as Cornelus and Luchini's!"

Charles suddenly realized that the planes of these three people were easy to recognize:

Carter was driving a "machine gun plane", and his plane was painted with a middle finger standing up, so he was called "Middle Finger Carter".

Cornelus was the guy who had been hungry for two months because he couldn't afford to repair his plane. His plane was painted with a shark with a bloody mouth, so he was called "Shark Corny".

Luchini was a rocket fighter pilot. He detonated the German artillery positions in the Battle of Ypres and was famous for his fast dive speed. He used to paint the wings of his planes in French military blue, and was known as the "Blue Face Hurricane".

Once the three of them appeared in the sky, everyone knew that it was Charles's First Flying Squadron.

But Charles was on vacation at home, which meant that the First Flying Squadron was taken away by someone else.

"They said it was Joffre who did it!" Dejoka said in a muffled voice: "His behavior is totally inconsistent with the identity of the commander-in-chief. This is a shameful act..."

"This is a normal transfer of the army, father." Charles replied calmly: "The army should not belong to anyone. They are all used for fighting."

"Even so, why is it that only you, the captain, have not been transferred?" Dejoka asked back: "Who is more qualified than you to command the flying squadron? This is obviously to exclude you from the military merits..."

Camille interrupted Dejoka: "You actually want them to transfer Charles? In my opinion, this is reasonable. They abide by the decision of the parliament!"

In Camille's view, as long as Charles does not have to go to the battlefield, it is reasonable and a good thing.

She could not understand Charles's mood. He spent all his efforts to train a flying squadron, but when they formed combat effectiveness, they were transferred away by a transfer order.

Although he did not say it explicitly, Dejoka's words were obviously more in line with Charles' psychological expectations.

However, Charles still acted as if nothing had happened: "They said they would return the flying squadron, and this time it was just an emergency call."

Deyoka sighed lightly: "I hope so."

But everyone knew that this was probably an excuse. Once they fully realized the value of the flying squadron, they would find all kinds of excuses to keep the flying squadron.

What can Charles do then?

The table fell into silence for a while, and everyone was thinking about their own thoughts.

At this time, Laurent's car drove quickly to Deyoka's door and braked suddenly.

Charles looked out the window in confusion. Generally speaking, Laurent would not come to the door at this time. If he did, it meant that there was an emergency.

Sure enough, Major Laurent jumped out of the car and ran forward without stopping.

Deyoka opened the door in time, and Major Laurent hurried in and said to Charles: "Major, General Gallieni asked you to return to the headquarters immediately. They won the victory on the front line."

Charles was stunned. Joffre won the victory on the front line? This is good news, why should we be in a hurry!

The next second Charles reacted: If Xiafei's tanks could win, there was only one possibility, the enemy let them in intentionally!