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

Upstairs is Gallieni's lounge, and downstairs is the officers' canteen. Though separated by just one wall, their discussions are worlds apart.


Upstairs: We are in dire need of pilots. This number far from meets our demand, and even more will be needed in the foreseeable future.


Downstairs: Will the military even want us? Finding a long-term stable job is not easy these days!


Upstairs: If they are unwilling, we can consider increasing the allowances. If 60 francs don't work, then 80 francs!


Downstairs: We only need 20 francs a month, just like ordinary workers. This itself is a luxury for us!


Upstairs: This involves risking one's life; it's not something that money can buy!


Downstairs: What kind of life-threatening danger can pilots face? Just fly a plane to see where the enemy is. The most dangerous thing is launching rockets at balloons! Compared to being penniless and starving on the streets, is that even considered dangerous?


Chapter 107 Collision Upstairs and Downstairs