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

Chapter 922 True and False Data
The meeting ended in a "pleasant" atmosphere.

Charles gave a positive response to Colonel Stephen's proposal and expressed satisfaction with the data provided by the British side. Finally, he put forward several suggestions and hopes:

"During the reign of Louis XIV, the French navy was the most powerful maritime force in Europe."

"Our ships sailed the seas, our guns terrified the enemy, and our sailors were brave and fearless. They proved the resilience and wisdom of the French Navy."

"Today, although we no longer have the powerful fleet of the past, we have the French spirit, courage, and steadfast allies."

“I believe that victory belongs to those who unite!”

"Let us fight to the end in the name of honor and in the name of our country. Long live France! Long live the French Navy!"

……

The Toulon fleet headquarters was located in the naval port five kilometers away from the shipyard.

After the meeting, Pierre went downstairs and got on the return car without stopping for a moment. Along the way, he was full of worries and didn't know what to do.

He cast his absent-minded eyes toward the buildings passing by the car window. The people coming and going were all busy, and everyone had his or her own position and goal.

Although Pierre was a rear admiral, he found that he seemed to have no way out.

What else could I do besides stay in the Army?

This is all I know. I received military training since I was old enough to understand, then went to military school and finally joined the army to become a soldier.

I am now 51 years old, but I have encountered the biggest setback in my life.

There is nothing more tragic than this. Should we just give up everything and find a place to retire?
Pierre was unwilling to accept this; he didn't want to live his life like this.

But what can we do now?
Charles' influence is everywhere, and any stumbling block to him will definitely be removed!

Just as he was thinking, the car stopped in front of a checkpoint. The sentry standing next to the car saluted Pierre and reported expressionlessly: "General, the Minister of the Navy, General Gueprat, wants you to go to the Censorship Department!"

Pierre sighed inwardly: What is coming has finally come.

The Review Department is a temporary department set up by Geprat at the shipyard to review corrupt personnel related to the Secretary of the Navy. Dozens of senior executives and commanders have been held accountable in recent days.

The driver turned his head in panic and looked at Pierre, as if asking for his opinion.

Major General Pierre responded weakly: "Go, it will be fine!"

……

In the shipyard inspection department, Charles and Vice Admiral Geprat had a pleasant conversation.

"Are you sure you want to convert them into aircraft carriers instead of completing them as planned?" Vice Admiral Geprat was skeptical of Charles' plan. "You know, what we lack most is battleships."

"Of course." Charles replied confidently: "You know the trend of future naval battles, Admiral."

Lieutenant General Geprat thought for a moment and nodded:
"Although I'm still unsure, my mind tells me that you're right."

"Not because I believe that airplanes can decide the outcome of a naval battle. They are insignificant compared to battleships."

"It's because if we compete with our 'opponents' in terms of battleships, we will definitely not be able to catch up with them."

“We’re going to compete with them on another level, aren’t we?”

Ciel nodded, "Yes, of course."

The two men smiled at each other and understood each other tacitly: the "opponent" of the French Navy was Britain, not Germany.

At this time there was a knock on the door.

After getting permission, Major General Pierre walked in with a tense face. He stood up in front of the two and saluted: "Your Excellency the Minister of the Navy, Lieutenant General Charles!"

Lieutenant General Geprat said "hmm" and raised his head towards the sofa opposite: "Please sit down, Major General Pierre, would you like a cup of coffee?" Major General Pierre was a little surprised by the wording, but his answer was still stiff: "Thank you, Lieutenant General, I have severe insomnia, and the doctor recommended that I drink less coffee. I'm very sorry!"

There was a hint of gunpowder and determination in his words.

Lieutenant General Geprat glanced at Charles and couldn't help laughing.

"You should speak first." Lieutenant General Geprat handed the right to speak to Charles, took the coffee, crossed his legs leisurely, and put on an appearance of watching a show.

Charles stood up, shook hands with Major General Pierre, and motioned him to sit down.

This time Major General Pierre couldn't refuse, so he could only sit down tremblingly, looked at Gueprat in confusion, and then turned his gaze to Charles.

"You must think we are going to dismiss you, don't you?" asked Charles.

"Isn't it?" Major General Pierre asked hesitantly.

"No, of course not." Charles replied: "In fact, we hope that you can be responsible for the modification of the aircraft carrier, the entire project."

Major General Pierre was petrified instantly.

Did I hear wrongly?
Renovation of an aircraft carrier?
Responsible for the entire project?

"But, Vice Admiral," Pierre asked, "I have a completely different view from you on the aircraft carrier..."

"No, we have the same opinion." Charles interrupted Pierre: "I also think that all naval guns should be eliminated. This is the only correct choice."

Pierre kept his mouth open for a long time.

After a long while, he asked, "But at the meeting..."

"General," Charles explained, "the British don't want us to walk on the right path. They will do everything they can to interfere with our judgment."

Pierre suddenly realized.

Charles was putting on a show for the British to reassure them.

Then Pierre's eyes gradually lit up, which also meant that Charles regarded Britain as an opponent!
God, he wants to build a navy that surpasses Britain's!

This would be the greatest opportunity for the French Navy, and I would have the opportunity to witness this great process.

Pierre swallowed nervously: "But General, since you already know this, you also know that the British will not give us accurate data."

"Yes," Ciel agreed. "They will falsify the data to steer us in the wrong direction, but that doesn't matter."

Pierre was puzzled. How could this be "insignificant"?

"If the British were smart enough," Charles explained:

"They changed the take-off and landing test data because it could mislead us."

"As for the requirements for aircraft structural strength, aircraft carrier layout, and fighter jet dispatch, they will try to be as realistic as possible."

Pierre understood that the British scam would be easily exposed if real data were used to cover up the fake data.

"And those real data are exactly what we need, right?"

Ciel smiled and nodded.

The Quartermaster General was too clever for his own good and personally gave Charles an opportunity for strategic deception.

The British thought that the development direction of France's aircraft carriers would be diverted.

But one day, when the French aircraft carrier leaves the shipyard and appears before the world, the Minister of Munitions will be surprised to find that this is not the case!

(End of this chapter)