Chapter 461 So, this is true?

At that time, Lucia and Mr. Girard were talking about Stein.

"He even has a revolver." The words were said to Lucia, but Mr. Girard's eyes were fixed on Stein: "We don't know where he hides it. One day he was seen fiddling with it in the backyard."

"God, Stein." Lucia stared at her brother with wide eyes: "Where did you get the gun?"

"I bought it with my own savings." Stein replied: "It didn't cost a penny from the family."

"He made money from selling newspapers." Mr. Girard explained angrily: "We thought he was going to supplement the family income, but he didn't expect to use it to buy a gun."

"You should hand it over, it's too dangerous." Lucia looked at Stein with worried eyes. He was not old enough to use a gun, and more importantly, no one taught him how to use it correctly.

"No." Stein answered confidently: "I need a weapon to protect myself and this family."

Lucia rolled her eyes in anger, she didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, the Germans did not find Stein with a gun when they occupied this place, otherwise his whole family would be implicated by him. The Germans would definitely think that they were all spies of the Allied Powers, and Lucia's identity as a spy would be exposed.

Lucia gritted her teeth, walked towards Stein with a stern face, and stared at him fiercely with a threatening look: "You must hand it over."

"No." Stein refused without thinking.

"The Germans have surrendered." Lucia found a good excuse: "It's safe here now, you don't need the gun anymore."

"But Belgium has not been recovered yet." Stein puffed out his chest: "We have only recovered one-third!"

"But that's none of your business..."

"That's everyone's business."

"At least wait until you are eighteen..."

"But by then Charles may have recovered all of Belgium, and the war may even be over."

...

Just as the two were arguing, Mrs. Girard appeared at the door panting: "Lucia!"

"Wait a minute, Mom, we must get Stein to hand over the gun today." Lucia stared at her brother angrily.

"Are they, are they telling the truth?" Girard was out of breath, not knowing whether he ran too fast or because of excitement: "You are Charles' girlfriend, are you dating?"

The originally noisy room suddenly became quiet.

Mr. Girard, who was busy grinding coffee beans, looked at Mrs. Girard in shock, and then turned his puzzled eyes to Lucia.

Lucia immediately realized that she was exposed, and she answered hesitantly: "I, I was going to tell you at dinner!"

"Clang" Mr. Girard fell down, the grinder broke, the coffee powder was scattered all over the floor, and the room was instantly filled with the aroma of coffee.

Lucia hurried forward to help Mr. Girard up.

"No, no, I'm fine." Mr. Girard stood up tremblingly.

Stein looked at Mrs. Girard blankly, then at Lucia, and then laughed: "I see, this is a play you put on, the purpose is to make me hand over the gun? Great idea!"

Mrs. Girard's voice trembled with excitement: "So, this is true?"

Lucia nodded gently, she was very conflicted, is this true or false?

Mrs. Girard excitedly went forward and hugged Lucia:

"God, I'm happy for you, child."

"This, this is great! I can't believe this is true, it's just a dream."

"You know? I saw Charles that day, he was in the square, accepting the surrender."

Mr. Girard patted the dust on his pants, stood up straight, with pride in his eyes:

"I saw him too, he took the sword from the Germans and lectured them."

"Those Germans didn't say a word in front of him."

"They were happy because of Charles' promise of preferential treatment."

"He is a very good man, a genius commander!"

For some reason, Lucia just wanted to cry when she heard this, tears rolled in her eyes.

Stein believed it a little at this time, his expression was very complicated, sometimes happy, sometimes suspicious, sometimes excited and sometimes worried.

After thinking for a while, Stein suddenly shouted: "Then what are we waiting for? We should go to Antwerp, Charles is there!"

"No, Stein." Lucia hurriedly objected: "He is very busy, he is commanding the army to fight, I should not disturb him at this time."

"Yes." Mr. Girard agreed: "He is doing what a man needs to do."

"But Lucia is already here." Stein objected: "It is only 59 kilometers away from Antwerp. If Lucia is Charles' girlfriend, shouldn't she go to see him?"

Mr. Girard and Mrs. Girard looked at each other.

What Stein said seemed to make sense. Charles could refuse if he was not free, but if Lucia was already in Ghent but did not go to see Charles, did it mean that Lucia did not take Charles to heart?

Lucia actually did not want to go, because all this was fake. Charles did not regard her as a girlfriend at all. All she felt was bitterness and pain.

But if she did not go, would she be suspected as "Charles' girlfriend"? And then her identity as a spy would be exposed?

...

In Antwerp, Charles is organizing new training for the armored and mechanized divisions.

Tijani looked at the training subjects in a strange way: "Leap tactics, street fighting, trench warfare, trench filling..."

Tijani couldn't bear to watch it any longer. He put the document on the table and looked up at Charles with doubt: "Isn't this what infantry should do? They look like trench warfare. I thought armored and mechanized troops shouldn't have such tasks."

Tijani thought that the infantry was too valuable. They knew how to coordinate with tanks and should follow tanks to break through the enemy's defense line on the battlefield.

These trench battles with heavy casualties should be handed over to ordinary infantry.

Charle replied calmly: "If it was in the past, maybe it could be understood this way."

"What do you mean?" Tijani didn't understand.

"There is an anti-tank trench in front of the enemy's defense line, General." Charles raised his head and moved his sore neck: "Tanks can't cross the anti-tank trench. There is only one solution: soldiers clear obstacles and fill trenches in front of tanks."

"But we can still use ordinary infantry to do these things." Tijani objected: "They are 'experts' in trench warfare."

In fact, Tijani didn't want to "waste" his troops on attacking enemy trenches.

Charles's words made Tijani speechless: "Ordinary infantry will not cooperate with tanks, General."

Tijani seemed to understand what Charles meant. The cover between infantry and tanks was "mutual".

If the infantry was blocked, the tanks needed to rush to the front to clear the way for the infantry, and the infantry provided cover behind the tanks.

Sometimes when the tanks were blocked, the infantry needed to rush to the front to clear the way for the tanks, and the tanks provided fire suppression behind the infantry.

If ordinary infantry were allowed to go, it would inevitably become a stalemate in the trench warfare.

Tijani was overjoyed and quickly took out his notebook and sat at the desk to write down this new "experience".

At this time, a guard hurried in and walked to Charles to report: "Brigadier General, Lucia is here, she is outside the door!"

"Lucia?" Charles was confused. What was she doing here? Was there important information?