As the German and French representatives were discussing their first meeting, De Gaulle, commander of the Paris Garrison Armored Corps, met Martin, commander-in-chief of the Australasian Expeditionary Force and commander of the 3rd Army Corps, at a military camp outside Paris.
"General Martin, what brings you here?" Seeing Martin, commander-in-chief of the Australasian Expeditionary Force, approach covered in dust, De Gaulle, who was already in a foul mood, could not help feeling surprised. He asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"General De Gaulle, I've already heard about your government's decision." Martin looked at De Gaulle and got straight to the point.
"If Your Excellency General is here to watch us make fools of ourselves, then you've already accomplished your goal. I won't see you out." At the mention of the French Government's decision, De Gaulle's expression grew even gloomier. He spoke angrily.
"Of course not, General De Gaulle." Martin shook his head and said seriously, "I only wanted to ask you one question."
"What question?" Hearing that Martin had not come to mock him and France, De Gaulle's expression improved considerably. He asked the question.
"Are you really willing to watch France march toward destruction?" General Martin asked meaningfully.
"What can I do?" De Gaulle shook his head helplessly and gave Martin a bitter smile. "I'm only the commander of the Armored Corps. I can't even influence the Paris Garrison, much less the military or the government's decisions."
"No. You have the ability now." Martin shook his head, a hint of amusement in his eyes as he looked at De Gaulle.
"Hm?" De Gaulle froze for a moment before quickly raising his head to look at Martin.
"General De Gaulle, would you like to become France's Commander of the Army?" Martin continued smiling, but his words left De