Chapter 775 Lieutenant Colonel Dura
However, even Briand's small wish could not be fulfilled, and even went in the opposite direction that he did not expect.
Lieutenant Colonel Dura returned home very late that day.
So many things happened that day that Lieutenant Colonel Dura had to work overtime.
On the dark street, Lieutenant Colonel Dura skillfully drove his Peugeot car forward under the headlights, but in his mind he was thinking about the reasons for the current situation.
(The picture above shows a car launched by Peugeot before the outbreak of World War I)
Lieutenant Colonel Dura believed that the reason Briand was at a disadvantage was that it was a war time and France was fighting the Germans.
In this context, many of the measures available to Parliament are unavailable or even ineffective.
In peacetime, one only needs to find an excuse to hold a meeting and finally initiate a vote to easily decide the future of the Shire.
But during the war, everyone, including Briand, had to consider what impact "eliminating" Charles would have on the war, whether the French citizens would agree, how the army would react, and whether there would be problems with supplies...
Charles is very smart. In fact, he can no longer be described as "smart". Even using the word "genius" is an insult to him.
In less than two years, he had built himself into a giant that no one could challenge in the military, political, and business circles.
Many lawmakers and capitalists have not yet reacted.
Because the methods Charles used were gentle and subtle, and people grew up without realizing it.
Others only saw Charles winning victory after victory on the battlefield, but in fact he used these victories to successfully win the hearts of the people and control public opinion, military industry, the army, and materials...
What made Lieutenant Colonel Dura most speechless was that he also controlled the intelligence system.
As the director of the Second Bureau, Lieutenant Colonel Dura did not even know when Charles' intelligence system had developed to its current pervasive level.
The car turned a corner and drove along the street into the 7th District, and soon stopped in front of Lieutenant Colonel Dura's house.
The light coming through the window showed that his wife was still awake.
This is not a habit she should have.
Is she waiting for me to get off work?
After opening the door, Lieutenant Colonel Dura felt something strange because he heard voices talking in the living room, obviously there were guests.
At this time?
It's already eleven o'clock at night.
When Lieutenant Colonel Dura pushed open the door and saw the person sitting opposite his wife, he was stunned.
It's Charles!
Lieutenant Colonel Dura glanced at his wife in horror.
This fool, she certainly didn't know that Charles was her rival, the kind of rival who would spy on her or even assassinate her.
Sure enough, when his wife saw Lieutenant Colonel Dura coming in, she stood up excitedly to greet him. She turned her head and glanced at Charles with eyes full of admiration, her voice full of excitement:
"Abel, look who's here, it's Charles, Charles!"
"It's incredible. I just heard that he had recaptured Metz not long ago, and now I see him."
"He said he wanted to talk to you. This is your chance, isn't it?"
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Lieutenant Colonel Dura looked a little unnatural. He looked around vigilantly, as if looking for a killer hiding in the corner, and his hands unconsciously fell to his waist.
"I came here alone, Lieutenant Colonel." Charles said in a relaxed tone, "I hope you don't mind if I bother you."
Dura's wife quickly answered:
"No, General, of course not."
"In fact, it is our honor to have you here."
"You are welcome anytime, I mean it..."
Lieutenant Colonel Dura interrupted his wife: "Finny, I have something to talk to the general about!"
The wife was startled, then immediately reacted and said helplessly: "Oh, of course. Yes, I, then I won't bother you anymore."
After walking a few steps, he turned back and said, "General, I hope you can give me an autograph..."
"Finny!" Lieutenant Colonel Dura glared at his wife and spoke in a stern tone.
The wife then left with regret.
Lieutenant Colonel Du La walked slowly to Charles, took what he thought was a favorable position, and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want, General?"
Charles picked up the coffee on the coffee table and took a sip leisurely: "Relax, Lieutenant Colonel, I'm here to discuss cooperation with you."
"cooperate?"
Charles hummed: "You are a smart man, you should know that Briand is finished."
Lieutenant Colonel Dura did not answer, but there was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.
He meant that it would be unknown who would win until the last moment.
But at the same time, he knew that this was against his will unless he could solve the problem of the Fidel Refinery in a short period of time.
Charles looked up at Lieutenant Colonel Duras. Although he was looking down at Duras, his aura completely suppressed him. "Think about it in the long term, Lieutenant Colonel. Who do you think is most likely to take office after Briand steps down?"
Lieutenant Colonel Dura understood what Charles meant.
Without a doubt it was Clemenceau.
Clemenceau was working with Charles, or to be more precise, he was under Charles' control; even his life was in Charles' hands.
Thinking of this, Lieutenant Colonel Dura suddenly wilted like a cabbage hit by frost, and said helplessly: "Then, you are my superior, right?"
The Second Bureau is a government department and must of course obey the orders of the Prime Minister, and Charles is the Prime Minister's boss behind the scenes.
Charles raised his hand while holding the coffee cup towards Lieutenant Colonel Dura, indicating that this is what I wanted to say.
Then Ciel added: "You can become my subordinate before I take office. You know there is a difference between the two."
The former is an uprising, it is to abandon darkness and move towards light, it is to stand on the side of justice for the country and the people and fight against the evil traitors.
The latter, on the other hand, was a defeated general, whose surrender was entirely without honor.
Seeing that Lieutenant Colonel Dura was still hesitating, Charles added fuel to the fire:
"I do not think Briand has anything to offer you. He is French, and so am I."
"Your loyalty is to the country, not to an individual. So this is not a shameful thing, right?"
"Or let's think about it another way: Do you think it's better for the country to be loyal to Briand, or to me?"
Lieutenant Colonel Dura said nothing.
The answer is undoubtedly Charles.
Charles is a genius in military command, and he understands politics and business. The key point is that he cares about ordinary citizens and stands with them to fight against capitalists, rather than colluding with them.
Briand only knew politics, and his political philosophy was "divide and rule." In other words, he tried to break up the unity within France and put it in a state of infighting.
The obstacle in Lieutenant Colonel Dura's heart is that he finds it difficult to accept Charles' dictatorship. He thinks this is wrong and that he will become a tool of Charles' dictatorship.
Charles reminded him, "Although I would like to give you more time to think about it, you don't have much time to think about it, because Briand can't hold on for much longer."
Lieutenant Colonel Dura slowly sat down on the sofa. He knew that what Charles said was true.
After a moment of silence, Lieutenant Colonel Dura sighed and said, "You win, General, I agree!"
Whether Charles is a dictator or not, how can it be more important than the safety of himself and his family?
(End of this chapter)
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