Steel Wing Iron Cavalry

No system, pure time travel, relying on intelligence and knowledge to control the situation, do not enter if you do not like it.
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The protagonist travels to the Republic of France and becomes a quasi-rich third generation in a family of agricultural tractors.

Unfortunately, it is near Paris. The Germans will soon come here, and to preserve the family, France must be saved.

Gallieni: "God, the enemy actually presented their flank to us!"

Xia Fei: "This can't be true, could it be a trap?"

Protagonist: "The food is ready, go ahead, do I need to feed it to your mouth?"

German Army: "Is this a tractor factory? What are these steel monsters that are impervious to knives and guns?"

I Became a Plutocrat in World War I: Starting with Saving France

When Shire sought out Matthew, he was sitting in a chair, a pair of crutches stacked together against the corner of the wall. On the table in front of him was a motorcycle wheel hub, into which he was threading spokes one by one.


Matthew looked up and smiled when he saw Shire walk in, his face smeared with grime: "Hey, Shire, Mr. Dejoka, it's so good to see you both!"


Dejoka stepped forward and asked, "Are you adjusting well to the work here?"


Matthew waved a hand around: "Oh, this is great, Mr. Dejoka, they've even put me in charge! We earn 50 centimes a day, which is almost the wages of a worker; what more could I ask for?"


Shire didn't waste words and said directly, "Grab your crutches, come with me!"


"Where are we going?" Matthew asked, puzzled.


"Your father wants to see you; he has something to tell you!" Shire replied.


Modified: Chapter 137 Mechanical Division