I was a tycoon in World War I: Starting to save France

Chapter 102 The Brilliance of "Small Daily"
After sending Charles home, Laurent drove back to the factory alone. Along the way, he considered whether to strengthen the defenses near Charles's home.

In addition, it is time to clear out those anti-capitalist guys in the guard camp!

If Colonel Durand could be used by the capitalists as a tool to persecute Charles, this section of the guard camp would certainly become "unstable elements".

The general is no longer pretending to be in charge of the headquarters, and it seems that there is no need for the guard battalion to continue pretending to be in charge. Keeping these "unstable elements" is always a hidden danger, and they should be transferred away resolutely!
Just as he was thinking, a car suddenly came in the opposite direction in the sun. Laurent slammed the steering wheel to the side and stepped on the brakes to make an emergency stop. He luckily avoided it. The car stalled. Major Laurent was about to get angry but the other party started to scold him first: "Look at the road, you idiot!"

Laurent turned sideways and followed the car that was gradually moving away. It did not take him long to recognize that it was Pierre from Francis's family, Charles' uncle.

This guy must have been playing all night in Paris again and just came home at this time.

Then Laurent remembered the conscription quota recommended by Charles two days ago. Laurent had been in solitary confinement for the past two days and had no time to deal with it, so he almost forgot about it. He didn't expect that this guy would walk into trouble himself!

Laurent raised his eyebrows, took the joystick, got out of the car, started the car, and then drove the car back to the road.

After arriving at the factory, Laurent immediately called the conscription office:

"Hello, I'm Major Laurent from the city defense headquarters!"

"Check a person. I want to know if his tax exemption qualification is fake!"

"Pierre Bernard of Lavoise!"

"You know, the army is short of manpower right now, and the phenomenon of evading military service by falsifying information is becoming more and more serious. We plan to catch a few typical examples!"

"Yes, hurry up!"

……

Major Laurent had been in the army for many years and he knew what to say to get their attention.

After hanging up the phone, Major Laurent suddenly felt that he didn't need to kick out those guards who hated the capitalists. After all, they were his subordinates who had followed him for many years and had listened to his propaganda and stood on his side. There was no problem with their loyalty, they were just a little stupid.

It would be unfair to them if they were transferred to other troops or rushed to the battlefield, but Laurent is not such a conscienceless person.

They are still useful, for example... send them to "protect" Francis' factory. After all, Francis' tractor factory is where tanks are produced, and they also need monitoring and special attention.

Laurent lit a cigarette for himself, exhaled a puff of smoke and murmured, "Everything is under control!"

……

In the small town of Lavaise, the reporters surrounding Charles’ house suddenly drove away in anger. They had been flocking to the place, but disappeared without a trace the next second.

Camille and Djoka were a little confused. Did something happen again?

They were now a little nervous because of Charles. After what happened just now, even if Charles told them that he had traveled from a hundred years later, they would not doubt it.

Soon they found out the answer...

As soon as the reporter left, neighbors gathered around him one after another:
"Mr. Deyoka, I heard that Master Charles saved Antwerp? He is amazing!"

"Yes, he went to Antwerp alone, without even a guard, and defeated the Germans!"

"I heard that he also received a medal of the Royal Crown, which is the highest honor in Belgium!"

……

Djokovic opened the door and asked in confusion, "How did you know?"

Someone waved the Little Daily in his hand towards Djoka and said, "It's all written in the newspaper! Don't you know about it?"

Djokovic grabbed it and said, "Excuse me, can you give me one?"

"Of course!" Neighbors handed over newspapers one after another. "This..."

"And this one, it's from yesterday!"

“This was the day before yesterday!”

……

Dejoka looked at the three newspapers with different dates in his hands in surprise. They actually fully recorded everything that happened after Charles arrived in Belgium.

This is the brilliance of the Little Daily.

When the media was controlled, Le Petit Journal had begun to follow what Charles was doing in Belgium and printed an extra newspaper, one per day.

Control?

It doesn’t matter, all these newspapers are stored in the warehouse and will not be distributed.

The newspapers will be stored for as long as they are under control. Bonnet knows that there is no problem with selling them. At most, they will just waste some space in the warehouse.

After the military lifted control, Bonnet sold all the newspapers he had in stock to the market, with every detail from beginning to end, and even imaginary cartoon pictures.

Meanwhile, reporters from other newspapers were still gathered outside Charles's house, worried about not being able to get an interview opportunity.

This is also the reason why the reporters suddenly left. Once the "Little Daily" was published, there was no point in interviewing. All the information was in the "Little Daily". If you wanted to know something, just buy a newspaper!
Bonnet thus became a winner in life, and the circulation of the "Little Daily" doubled instantly, making it a hot publication.

The French people were driven crazy by Charles's great success in Antwerp, and their heroic deeds in Belgium were told everywhere in the streets and alleys.

This is not quite the same as saving France. Charles was bringing glory to his country in Belgium. He alone defeated the British army of more than 10,000 people. They were not even worth mentioning in front of Charles. The only thing worth mentioning was that they saved Charles who was under house arrest.

The French people are proud of this, and they say proudly: "Look, this is the power of France!"

But what was written in the newspaper scared Djokovic and Camille.

Deyoka held the newspaper and read it with difficulty: "Three 'Big Bertha', German heavy artillery, caliber... 420 mm!"

Camille took a tape measure and measured her waist circumference, 581 mm.

"My God!" she exclaimed. "The barrel of the gun is almost up to my waist!"

"No, Camille!" Deyoka, who knew more about military affairs, replied: "420 mm is the inner diameter, plus the thick barrel, it may be 600 mm!"

Camille turned pale with fear. Such a large artillery was unheard of! But they were blown up by Charles. Three of them!

The matter of the airship was even more incredible. The newspaper gave the approximate data of the airship: 144 meters long, 25 meters in diameter, and a speed of 75.6 kilometers per hour.

"Am I reading this correctly? 144 meters?" Djokovic looked at the newspaper in disbelief. "Did they miss a decimal point?"

Camille had no idea about length, so she asked hesitantly, "How far is 144 meters?"

Deyoka thought for a moment and replied, "It's about this distance from the town entrance to our home!"

Camille was stunned on the spot, and then said angrily and fearfully: "They actually let Charles face such a monster? Such a huge creature, flying in the sky!"

People who don't understand the military will not think deeply about which equipment is more important and more difficult to deal with. They will only look at which equipment is bigger and more terrifying!
"The point is that Charles is back!" Djoka advised, "Charles defeated them and is upstairs now!"

But this still did not make Camille give up the idea of ​​seeking revenge from the military, because she believed that this could prevent similar incidents from happening again.

(End of this chapter)