Expedition to Europe

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"Listening to your judgment, I have a feeling that you seem to be very familiar with tanks. Why is that?" Foch was very curious about Qin Zhiyuan's judgment.

Foch's feeling was correct.

The way Qin Zhiyuan used tanks was a well-known truth in another time and space, but in this era when tanks just appeared, Qin Zhiyuan's method was undoubtedly forward-looking and strategic.

"I have imagined this, that is, the way war is conducted. You know, before the large-scale use of gunpowder, the way war is conducted is completely different from now. When humans enter the steam age and machines appear in large numbers to replace manpower, the way of war should also change appropriately. A long time ago, when I first saw a steam engine in China, I imagined integrating machines and gunpowder weapons to create a super war machine to replace manpower in war. But due to limited conditions, my idea could not be realized. Now I finally see the real thing, which makes me very excited." This question is not easy to fool. Qin Zhiyuan has to portray himself as a strategist and throw out enough ideas that can shock Foch, so that he can be classified as a "genius".

"It's a genius idea, keep talking." Foch sighed, and then put on a posture of listening attentively.

"If I am considered a 'genius', then there are many geniuses like me. Maybe it's just an inspiration, a dream. As long as there is a chance to realize it, it may be an epoch-making invention." Qin Zhiyuan appropriately ridiculed himself.

Who doesn't have a dream? Many people do. Unfortunately, under the pressure of cruel reality, many people's dreams have become just dreams, and there is no time or energy to try to see if there is a possibility of realization.

"Yes, dream, you know? My dream is to be a train driver, sitting in the cab and seeing all the scenery along the way." For Foch, train driver can only be a dream. If Foch wants to be a train driver, I am afraid that few people in the world are qualified to be his passengers.

"I don't like the job of train driver. I prefer car driver. I can be free and go wherever I want." It is rare to be able to talk about dreams with Foch. Qin Zhiyuan cherishes this way of getting closer.

"Haha... I will help you realize this dream. As a colonel, you have the right to own a car, but you have to hire a driver yourself." Foch laughed. Foch was also very satisfied with this sense of achievement for being able to easily satisfy other people's dreams.

"Thank you very much. Your Renault is good." Qin Zhiyuan made a request at the right time. At that moment, Qin Zhiyuan suddenly remembered the first French tank, which seemed to be produced by Renault next year.

"You like Renault? That's great. We have a cooperative project with Renault now. I want to recommend you to participate in it. What do you mean?" Just as Qin Zhiyuan thought, Foch turned the topic to Renault.

"It depends on what position I have in this project. If I just participate in it and make suggestions, I am not very interested. But if I can play a leading role, I think I am very happy." Whenever possible, Qin Zhiyuan will strive for the greatest benefit.

"Why not? This may change your career plan. Do you want to fight on the front line for a lifetime?" Perhaps because he did not expect Qin Zhiyuan to reject his suggestion, Foch became more interested.

"Of course I won't be on the front line all my life, but I want to be a soldier all my life." Qin Zhiyuan first stated his ambition, which would dispel some of Foch's doubts: "If I have to be in a subordinate position in the project, that is, I have to accept other people's instructions and be forced to accept something I don't want to accept. I don't want that. You are in a high position in the military, as the military commander of a front army, I believe you can understand my thoughts."

"Hahaha... That's right, kid, of course I understand you, you are a person with a strong desire for control, so am I!" Foch laughed. If Julie was not around, Qin Zhiyuan would be a good person to chat with.

"That's right! You can imagine that a group of people who have never been to the battlefield, they don't understand the situation on the front line, don't understand the objective conditions, don't understand the needs of the soldiers, and only rely on reading materials in the office, how can they design products that meet the requirements?" Qin Zhiyuan added fuel to the fire.

"Well... What you said makes sense, but as a soldier who has never been exposed to industrial design, I'm afraid your design does not meet the current foundation." Foch was still smart enough and quickly found Qin Zhiyuan's loopholes.

"The cookies are here. Now you can have a good time." Julie found a small basket, filled it with all kinds of cookies, and floated over happily.

Behind Julie, followed the Labrador retriever named "Napoleon". The little guy was curious about Qin Zhiyuan, greeted Foch, and then came to Qin Zhiyuan's trouser legs and sniffed Qin Zhiyuan's smell.

In his previous life, Qin Zhiyuan liked dealing with dogs the most. For an agent, he liked animals more than people, at least animals were simpler and not so complicated. As a loyal "shit shoveler", Qin Zhiyuan would scratch his master to please him when he saw him.

Perhaps because he felt Qin Zhiyuan's kindness, or perhaps because he felt that Qin Zhiyuan's tickling was quite comfortable, Napoleon simply squatted beside Qin Zhiyuan's legs, raised his head and squinted his eyes to enjoy the flattery of the shit shoveler.

Foch, who was next to him, saw all this and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"You see, I really don't know much about industrial design, but this problem is easy to solve. Just leave the problem to the experts, I just make a request." Qin Zhiyuan glanced at Julie, who was smiling sweetly, and couldn't help but say something mean again: "It's like I want to eat delicious cookies, I don't have to bake them myself, just ask Miss Julie for help."

Qin Zhiyuan just finished speaking, and saw Foch's face darkened. For a moment, Qin Zhiyuan wanted to slap himself twice, calling him a mean mouth!

"It's decided. You either go to work at Renault tomorrow, or take your regiment to attack Berlin. There are only these two choices." Foch is a battle-hardened soldier after all. Once he gets angry, it's quite scary. Even Julie didn't dare to speak, and only dared to wink at Qin Zhiyuan secretly.

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"Uh...Okay, as you wish, I will take my regiment to attack Berlin tomorrow." Seeing Julie's sneaky and coquettish look, Qin Zhiyuan replied casually.

"What?" Foch was furious, and turned his head to find that Qin Zhiyuan was using eye contact with Julie.

"You bastard, you dare to do this in front of me, I must teach you a lesson." Foch stood up and picked up his cane, and walked towards Qin Zhiyuan angrily.

"Hey, hey, hey, dad, what are you doing..." Julie stepped forward to hold Foch, and winked at Qin Zhiyuan to run.

"Uh...General, you misunderstood, I mean, I will go to work at Renault tomorrow, and then attack Berlin." Qin Zhiyuan hurriedly said a word, and then fled in embarrassment amid Napoleon's dissatisfied roar.