Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy - Chapter 271 - 47 War Armor: Dragon Rider (He protector’s western car uncomfortable seat)

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.

“A qualified gunner should have enough firepower coverage.”

“So my battery has a diameter of three thousand meters, which is very reasonable.”

After a grand fireworks, Chen Jiang looked at the shocked eyes of the passers-by around him and said seriously.

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When all races were thrown into a world and started to fight, a world with the theme of survival began.

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Chatting in the dormitory at night, roommates wonder how much pain Aunt Flow brings. Mr. Perfect He Zhi Zhou has never bothered joining in on these petty talks for amusement. That is, until he became a woman and laid in bed with a white-cast complexion……

Chatting in the female dormitory at night, roommates sighed over the current pairings in the school of engineering, Shen Xi was a little curious that the problem with these topics is that there was no way to test them. Until she became an engineering male and a bar of soap dropped in front of her……

Introduction in one sentence: About how a top-scoring perfect male with no desire in the opposite gender and an amusing female lead were set up like lightning setting the ground on fire spreading out of control—leading to a sweet and rippling life……

Life is so long, don’t be so arrogant. Some things are bound to deviate.

[Powerfulcouple]The entire Yong City knew that Eldest Miss Su of the Su Family had a malicious nature and a scandalous reputation, acting outlandishly day after day, much to her family's disgust.Worthless dad: “I certainly do not have such a daughter; my only daughter is Xinyan.”Old Madam: “Shameless thing, you've completely thrown the Su Family's face away.”White lotus younger sister: “I'm sorry, Sister, we were never people from the same world.”Scumbags: “Trash that can't show their face in public, lowly people don't deserve to enter our circle.”However...Before Eldest Miss Su had expressed her opinion, various bosses couldn't hold back any longer.A certain Film Emperor: “Picking on my boss—tired of living, are we?”A certain Association: “Mr. President, please instruct, bankruptcy or banishment?”A certain Group: “What's the Su Family? Not even worthy to carry the BOSS's shoes.”Bigwigs from various fields: “Hello, sister-in-law!”Su Ran: “?”While the outside world was marveling at the continuously revealed identities of Eldest Miss Su, the man who was legendary for his mystery and restrained self-discipline swept her into his embrace.“Little ancestor, is there any identity of yours that I don't know about?” the man's voice was seductive, lazy, and casual.Sister Ran curled her red lips slightly, smiling brightly: “Your wife.”