Clautic

France, 1934. The scars of the Great War still shape the military minds of the Third Republic. Trapped in the past, its generals place their faith in fortifications and defensive warfare, while across the Rhine, a new German army rises, faster, deadlier, and ready to crush everything in its path.

Into this world awakens Captain Étienne Moreau, a man who should not exist. He remembers another life, one where France falls in 1940, where German tanks storm through the Ardennes, bypassing the Maginot Line. One where his country surrenders in a matter of weeks.

But here, now, he has a chance to stop it.

As an officer in the 2nd Armored Division, he fights for reforms: pushing for mobile tank warfare, warning of Hitler’s growing ambitions, and challenging the high command’s obsession with World War I tactics. Yet, his ideas are dismissed as radical, madness from a young officer who "thinks he knows war."

Surrounded by political intrigue, military infighting, and rising fascism, Moreau must carefully navigate the system, winning allies among future leaders like Charles de Gaulle, while avoiding suspicion from the French High Command. His knowledge is a double-edged sword, if he is too aggressive, he risks being labeled a traitor. If he does nothing, he will live to see France burn.

As war draws closer, Moreau faces a terrifying question: Can history be changed? Or is France doomed to fall, no matter what he does?

Time is running out. The Blitzkrieg is coming. And he may be France’s last chance to fight back.
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Reincarnated: Vive La France

The first gunshot shattered the silence.

Then, the world erupted into pure, unfiltered chaos.

The treeline ahead lit up with flashes of gunfire, a storm of bullet crashing down upon them.

Machine guns screamed, their deadly noise spitting a hailstorm of lead, tearing through branches, smashing into trees, ripping the air apart with brutal force.

Moreau threw himself behind a fallen log, the dirt erupting around him as bullets tore into the earth.

Even if he has studied a lot about war. An actual fucking war is so different.

A soldier next to him jerked violently, blood spraying from his neck as he collapsed onto his side, hands grasping at the gaping hole where his throat used to be.

Moreau could only watch as Thierry gurgled, drowning in his own blood, his eyes wide in pure terror.

"No Goddamn Retreat! Push the Fuck Up!"