"Liu, it's better not to let me know about your training camp training plan, and you can't let a third party know, this is my personal request, please!" Stilwell suddenly stood up and bowed to the fat man.

"General, do you trust the fat man so much?" The fat man looked at Stilwell in surprise and asked.

"It's not just a trust in you, but the third person knows the training plan, then the plan is easier to expose to the competitors of the seventh division!" Stilwell nodded.

"......" The fat man was speechless, and after Wittier came in the morning, he took Kudeller with him, and when Kudelle returned, he told him that the Seventh Division had set up a training area at the other end, and he thought that Stilwell was going to train another group of soldiers.

Now, combined with Wittier's words in the morning, he guessed that the makeshift training area seemed to be used to fool people.

Judging from the current situation, this training area not only did not fool people, but also allowed people to find the real training area of the Seventh Division.

It can be inferred from this that the 1st Marine Division is probably Stilwell's rival.

"After a while, there is a Major Admiral of the Marine Corps named Sweet, you are too lazy to bird him, you are not a soldier anyway, the training content of the Seventh Division only wants General Marshall to be responsible, and he can't help you!" Stilwell confessed again.

The fat man nodded, and it dawned on him that, just as he had expected, Stilwell had asked him to train these Yankees, and Marshall had given him permission.

I just feel that the 1st Marine Division of the Navy feels that this name is a little familiar, and I try to recall the content of World War II that I heard in military history class in my previous life, and my memory is a little vague, but I always feel very familiar with the 1st Marine Division.

Seeing him standing on the sidelines, Stilwell sighed slightly, hoping that his words would be listened to.

"Haha, Stilwell. Old man, you're so cunning that you actually play a game of truth and fake with me, and I saw through it this time, right!? "Outside the restaurant. A hearty voice laughed with a kind of understanding of the conspiracy.

I really don't see it, I hear it first, a typical tough military style.

The U.S. Marines in World War II were subordinate to the Navy, and every time they landed on the island, the Marines took the lead and pulled out enemy strongholds on the beach. With this support, the army will fully land on the island and advance.

"It turned out to be it!" The fat man finally remembered what kind of goods the 1st Marine Division of the US imperialism was.

The 1st Marine Division of the US Imperialism once fought the little devils crying wolves without logistical support on Kuah Island; In the Battle of Changjin Lake, he also suffered heavy losses to the Volunteer Army.

It can be said that the 1st Marine Division is the trump card of the aces in the Marine Corps of the US imperialists.

The fat man rolled his eyes, the 1st Marine Division of the US Imperialism mainly dealt with the little devils in the Pacific Ocean in World War II, but he also had a hard encounter with the Volunteer Army, and he was unhappy with this 1st Marine Division in his heart.

Stilwell turned his head. Look at him with strange eyes, as if to ask, "What is it?" ”

"Old man, you are hiding here, let me find it easily!" Sweet laughed and walked into the dining room, and saw Stilwell at a glance.

When he finally saw the fat man, Sweet's eyes changed visibly and became a little hot.

With a bang, the officers of the training team who were eating in the cafeteria stood up and saluted.

"I didn't hide from the general, I knew you would find it yourself, so I waited here for the general in advance." Stilwell saw the way Sweet looked at the fat man. It's a little frightened, although on the surface saluting to deal with Sweet, but in the heart is thinking about playing Sweet like this.

Sweet's eyes were all too familiar to him, and greed was full of desire to possess.

This look also made Stilwell suspicious. Could it be that Sweet already knew that the fat man was helping the army recruit officers of the Seventh Division, so he would suddenly visit at such a time?

Stilwell was stunned, the media reports about fat people were overwhelming, and Sweet was such a shrewd person, so he couldn't speculate on the value of fat people?

Stilwell's heart tightened when he speculated. His eyes glanced at Wittier, who was following Sweet.

Seeing Wittier's helpless wry smile, Stilwell understood that Wittier tried his best to fool Sweet, but he still gave Sweet insight into the truth and falsehood, and could only take Sweet, who was at the official level, into the real training camp.

"Really?" With a smile on his face, Sweet couldn't tell what he was feeling, but Stilwell knew that Sweet must have been very annoyed that the Seventh Division had fooled him.

"Of course, the whole division of the Seventh Division knows the friendship between Stilwell and the general, and they can compete with the sun and the moon." Stilwell snorted and prevaricated.

"Old man, you won't introduce this gentleman with a lot of energy." Sweet didn't want to continue to struggle with Stilwell, his purpose was clear.

"Dear general, this is Mr. Liu Yu!" Wittier hurriedly stepped forward to introduce him, lest Sweet embarrass Stilwell in front of the training officers in the cafeteria.

"Hello Mr. Liu, I am the commander of the 1st Division of the United States Marine Corps. Perkin, it's been a pleasure to meet you. With a kind smile, Sweet raised his hand to shake hands with the fat man.

What made Stilwell and Witttier almost ** was that the fat man didn't stretch out his hand to shake Sweet's hand, so he let Sweet's hand stop alone in the air, he didn't speak, rolled his eyes, pouted at Sweet with disdain, turned around and left.

"The training team, gather at the training ground in a minute, a hundred push-ups for one person who is late, after doing the push-ups, fully armed, march in a hurry!" The fat man stood in the cafeteria and yelled at the officers who were eating.

"Fake, this wicked fat man is here again!"

"Shet, a minute!"

The "......" officers complained and rushed to the gate as they grabbed food and stuffed it into their mouths.

"Ugh!" Sweet looked at the fat man stupidly, feeling that he was completely ignored, and the subordinates behind him wanted to step forward and hurriedly grabbed him.

"General, you are not an army system, our army's training, but it can happen at any time, even if you are sleeping or eating!" Stilwell was excited, the fat man couldn't shake Sweet, he liked this style.

"General, please forgive me, our Army's Seventh Division has always been more demanding." Wittier said with a sneer.

The two of them were amused in their hearts, so they waited to see Sweet jump like thunder, and the fat man was not from the army, so if he didn't dump Sweet, Sweet didn't take him.

The two didn't know that the reason why the fat man hated Sweet stemmed from the Korean War after World War II, and the heavy damage inflicted on the volunteers by the 1st Marine Division.

"It's okay, it's okay, this fat guy is very interesting." Sweet smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly played a round for himself, since he arrived in the 1st Marine Division, he really hadn't been so embarrassed...... (To be continued.) )