Chapter 568 This is not a trap

In the Paris Defense Command, the officers' club was filled with laughter and chatter.

The officers were talking loudly under the dim lights, and occasionally someone raised his glass and shouted: "Long live France!"

The people around him raised their glasses in response: "Long live France!"

Garrel served drinks to the customers, and when he came back with a tray, he said to Lucia who was busy at the bar: "I heard that Charles got a vacation. When you see him, please express your gratitude for me."

"What?" Lucia was busy with her hands, and she didn't understand why Garrel wanted to thank Charles.

Garrel turned his eyes to the club and said with emotion: "Can't you see? The reason we were not fired is because of Charles."

Lucia still didn't understand, she pushed the prepared wine to the customer, turned her head and looked at Garrel in confusion.

"Please, Lucia." Garrel explained: "You know that this is a time of shortage of supplies, and many clubs have closed down!"

It is true that fewer and fewer people can afford to drink alcohol now, and many bars have closed down because of this.

The reason why there are so many customers in the Officers Club is because Charles often comes here. The officers think it feels better to discuss Charles's achievements here, just like Charles is pointing fingers at them.

So, this does seem to be related to Charles.

However...

Lucia stroked her hair and approached with a face that asked for a beating: "Garrel, maybe you should thank another person more!"

"Oh?" Garrel exaggeratedly twisted his mouth, and after reacting, he shook his hair coquettishly: "That's not necessarily true, Lucia, Charles may not come here for you!"

"Go to hell!" Lucia grabbed the rag and threw it over, and the two laughed together.

Suddenly, Garrel stopped smiling and whispered to Lucia with a teasing look on his face: "Do you need me to seduce him?"

Then he raised his chin towards the door.

Lucia turned her head and saw Charles in a military uniform walking towards her with his head down, as if thinking about something.

Lucia glared at Garrel and was about to grab her, but she smiled and ran away nimbly.

"A cup of coffee." Charles said, but immediately changed his mind: "No, let's have a glass of water!"

"Okay." Lucia replied.

At this time, the officers also saw Charles, and they cheered:

"Look, the general is here, how lucky."

"Nice to meet you, General!"

"A beautiful battle, you defeated the Germans cleanly!"

...

Someone raised his glass and shouted: "Gentlemen, salute the greatest general of France, cheers!"

"Cheers!"

"To the general!"

...

Charles took the water handed by Lucia, turned around and waved to the officers with a smile, which again attracted cheers from the officers.

A few officers who were not tactful seemed to want to get close to Charles, but were immediately pulled back:

"Asshole, the general has limited time."

"The general is not here to see you."

"You shouldn't disturb him at this time!"

Charles ignored them, he found an empty seat with a glass of water, took out the handkerchief Camille prepared for him, wiped his blocked nose, and coughed a few times.

"What's wrong?" Lucia sat opposite Charles with a glass of water, her eyes full of concern.

"Nothing." Charles replied, "Maybe I just caught a cold."

Charles was reluctant to say more on this issue. He looked around, leaned in and asked in a low voice: "Can you get information about merchant ships from the United States to the United Kingdom?"

Lucia nodded affirmatively: "We have people working on it."

"Very good." Charles nodded, leaned in Lucia's ear: "You see the situation, reveal some of the information to the Germans."

Lucia didn't think much and responded very straightforwardly: "No problem."

This surprised Charles a little. He thought Lucia would at least ask, after all, this was revealing merchant ship information to Germany, which was "collaborating with the enemy" in a big way.

But Lucia not only didn't ask, she didn't even hesitate.

Lucia seemed to understand Charles' expression. She smiled lightly and explained in a low voice: "I know your 'echo sounder' has been equipped with the navy and is now under intense testing."

Charles said "hmm".

The "Lady in White" is quite capable. She actually knows the "echo sounder", which is a high-level military secret under the strict protection of the British and French navies.

But then again, the "echo sounder" was installed in the shipyard and tested and trained. There must be many people who know about it, so it is not realistic to keep it secret.

"So?" Charles did not quite understand the connection between the two.

"This is a trap, right?" Lucia blew a breath in Charles' ear, as if praising: "Disclose the intelligence to the Germans and let the German submarines attack, so that they can better hunt them! You are very smart!"

Charles looked a little strange, and hesitated for a while before answering: "Well, yes, you are right."

"I knew it." Lucia's eyes were a little proud.

You understand it best, Charles thought.

This is not actually a trap, but Charles thought of the train station incident.

At this time, France even had to import ammunition from the United States through the hands of Britain.

If this situation is not changed, the British can always control the French army through supplies to achieve a certain "privilege".

Even Foch, the commander-in-chief, had to bow his head and surrender to the British.

To break this situation, the German submarines must play a role, and an important role.

Only when the German submarines play a role, the French "echo sounder" is indispensable.

Only then can the British "privilege" be restrained.

Therefore, Charles' disclosure of merchant ship information to the Germans was not a trap, but a pure "trap" for the British.

But who knows this?

In the end, there will indeed be a French fleet with an "echo sounder" rushing to make merit, so just treat it as a "trap"!

Then Charles seemed a little hesitant: "There is another thing..."

"What?" Lucia felt strange. This was the first time Charles showed embarrassment.

"It's like this." Charles said: "My parents want to see you."

Lucia looked puzzled: "See me?"

Lucia didn't understand why Charles' parents wanted to see her.

But she understood in the next second. She looked at Charles in shock, with a hint of joy in her eyes: "You mean, they know I exist?"

"Yes." Charles said helplessly: "They hope to have dinner with you tomorrow night at my house."

Seeing Lucia in a daze, Charles added: "If you don't want to, I can refuse them..."

"No, I do." Lucia unconsciously held Charles' hand, and she quickly let go after she realized that she had lost her composure: "I'm just a little nervous. Because I don't know what they like, and I don't know what gifts to bring them."

As she said that, she looked at Charles for help.

This stumped Charles.

Charles suddenly realized that he seemed to have never considered what Djoka and Camille liked.