Chapter 380 This May Be Useful to You

The 1st Special Artillery Division used night fighting to achieve a great victory in Cambrai. The French army regained the lost ground and did not stop until it advanced to the original defense line.

The reason for stopping was because the short track of the "Saint-Samon M21" did not have the ability to cross trenches. It could not cross the 2-meter-wide trench to pursue the fleeing German army.

However, Christian was already satisfied. He captured a large number of new German tanks, a total of 129, of which 83 were intact and ready to drive.

The Germans were caught off guard. They didn't know where to drive the tank in the darkness, so they could only abandon the tank and run away. They didn't even have time to blow up the tank before leaving.

Gaston, the commander of the 2nd Artillery Regiment, was so happy that he immediately asked Christine for instructions: "General, you won't assign the tank to others, will you? It is our trophy, and I am very willing to give it to 'Saint Shamon' for it!"

"I'm not sure, Gaston." Christine looked at the iron lumps. They did look much better than the "Saint Chamoun M21", although they were defeated.

"You know." Christine said with helplessness on her face, "We don't have the right to decide."

Gaston's fiery gaze gradually dimmed.

He thought of a problem: the 1st Special Artillery Division drove the "Saint-Salmon M21" and defeated the Germans. The generals sitting in the office would take it for granted that the "Saint-Salmon M21" was better than the German tanks.

Therefore, these captured tanks are more likely to be assigned to another group of novices rather than the elite 1st Special Artillery Division.

More importantly, only if the "Saint Shamon M21" continues to win without being eliminated can Schneider confidently obtain more orders.

Gaston sighed, as a tank soldier, it is so difficult to own a normal tank!

He felt that he was not fighting the enemy, but the stupid generals and greedy capitalists.

Christine didn't say anything else. He patted Gaston on the shoulder and reminded: "You should think more about Charles. Gaston, I hope you can understand Charles' sacrifice!"

With that said, Christian left, he was going to the defense line to consolidate the defense.

Gaston stared blankly at Christine's back. He didn't understand what Christine meant. Charles's sacrifice? Didn't he just give a suggestion?

After being stunned for a while, Gaston suddenly thought: Xiafei was Charles's opponent, and the Charles Gang's First Special Artillery Division was helping Xiafei.

In other words, Ciel helped his opponent defeat himself.

Only in this way can the lives of the officers and soldiers of the 1st Special Artillery Division be saved!

…

The news of the victory reached the French headquarters, and the room was filled with joy. Some people hugged each other excitedly to celebrate.

Joffre, who was called the "French sedative" by the media, still sat quietly in his seat, but his nose felt a little sore.

He needs victory so much, not to mention "eye-catching" victory, even a small victory worth mentioning is a luxury.

For a long time, Xia Fei felt that he was living in the shadow of Charles. Every invention and victory of Charles was like a big mountain pressing on Xia Fei's back, making him breathless.

Sometimes Xiafei couldn't help but think: He might as well resign as Commander-in-Chief and run away. The presence of Charles made him feel that this position was hot.

But he didn't have the courage to give up everything he had now. Giving up would be equivalent to admitting defeat.

There was no way he could lose to a child, Xiafei thought.

Now, victory has finally come, he has finally stood up, he has proved his ability, and also proved that he, the Commander-in-Chief, is not a corpse!

"General!" The staff officer reported to Xiafei on the phone a few meters away: "General Christian is online, do you need to say something to him?"

"Yes." Xiafei stood up confidently, stepped forward to take the microphone with his head held high, and said in a firm and powerful voice: "Well done, Christine, as I said, you can win as long as you dare to attack! You have achieved victory!"

Christine on the other end of the phone had a wry smile on her lips.

This idiot still doesn't know that the key point of this victory is the "night battle", and he is still smugly thinking that it is his contribution!

But Christian didn't show it. He seemed to have made a certain decision and replied calmly: "Yes, General, you are right."

Then Christian added: "I will continue to attack, but before that, I think we should consolidate the occupied defense line."

"You're right." Xiafei readily agreed with Christine's suggestion: "I will send reinforcements immediately to take over the defense."

Finally, Xiafei added: "Express my greetings to all the soldiers, they are all heroes!"

In the past, Christian might have shed tears of gratitude for these words, but now, there were only four words in his mind: "pale".

If Xiafei really takes the frontline soldiers seriously and thinks they are heroes, he should consider the lives of the soldiers like Charles, instead of pushing them into the enemy's gun like trash!

After ending the call, Kristen glanced to both sides, grabbed the phone again and lowered her voice: "Police training base, 105th Infantry Regiment headquarters."

…

At that time, the headquarters of the 105th Infantry Regiment also received news of the victory in Cambrai.

Tijani nodded to Charles with the telegram: "It's unbelievable. You only gave two words, but you turned the troops who were in desperate situations into winners. Is there any story in this?"

Charles said sarcastically: "Do you want to admit that you are not as good as Christian?"

Christian knew what to do when she received the word "night battle", but Tijani still hasn't figured out the reason.

"How is it possible?" Tijani laughed awkwardly. In fact, he really didn't expect it.

It's not that Tijani is incompetent, but that he doesn't understand the "Saint-Samon M21" and doesn't bother to understand this garbage.

It's normal that he can't think of any advantages it has in night battles because he doesn't understand it.

What Tijani didn't expect was that under certain circumstances, "garbage" can also play an unimaginable role.

At this time, the phone rang, and it was Christian.

"Its front armor is 14MM, the speed is about 12 kilometers per hour, and the maximum speed is 16 kilometers."

Charles said "hmm".

Then Christian reported again:

"6.7 meters long, 2.34 meters wide, 2.965 meters high, the chassis is 0.6 meters above the ground, one turret and two machine gun turrets, one in front and one in the back."

Charles still simply replied "hmm".

Finally, Christine said: "I think this might be useful to you, General. I'm staying here in Joffre."

Charles smiled slightly and responded: "Yes, I understand."

Charles did understand that Christine's last sentence should be reversed: "I'm staying here in Joffre, I think this might be useful to you!"