"Mr. Liu, my arrival won't disturb your training, right?" Sweet was cheeky and smiled as he put his hot face on it.

"What does the general himself think?" The fat man rolled his eyes, and the wheels of the sliding wheelchair were ready to move away from Sweet.

This thing was a little annoyed, he thought of the Battle of Changjin Lake, and suddenly remembered the two protagonists who could inflict heavy casualties on the volunteers.

If it weren't for the 1st Marine Division, he wouldn't have remembered what the 7th Infantry Division was.

The backbone of the 10th Army Corps of the US Army, which inflicted heavy losses on the Volunteers at Changjin Lake, was the 1st Marine Division and the 7th Division of the Army.

This time, he was a little entangled, it was time to continue to gain the favor of the top level of the United States and earn a place for the future flying army; Or do you fuck roll up and get out of here, so as not to have a troubled conscience in the future?

Soon, he chose a plan that would not delay at both ends, not only not to let the Seventh Division learn the real thing, but also to fool the old soldier Stilwell.

Fortunately, Stilwell and Sweet were at best the pinnacle of World War II, but he had a series of military knowledge reserves in later generations, which could satisfy Stilwell, and he couldn't let Stilwell see the flaws.

As for the future of Changjin Lake, he can't take care of a lot, so let's get a little devil first.

"Mr. Liu, I thought we could be friends." Sweet smiled cheekily.

"Really?" The fat man replied noncommittally.

"Of course, as long as Mr. Liu is willing, the door of the 1st Marine Division will always be open for you!" Sweet said with a sincere face.

The fat man smiled, he could see it now, and Sweet was also going to pull him to the 1st Marine Division, it seemed that the purpose was the same as Stilwell, and he wanted him to go to the training camp before he saw his actual effect.

He was a little confused about the influence of the book "The Legend of the Anti-Japanese Heroes", and the military literacy revealed in the book made some people worry about it.

"The 1st Marine Division, which is also a military team under the Navy, is not treated as well as our Army. This is the 7th Infantry Division of the Army. Ace of aces! Stilwell walked over and said with a grunt.

When he saw Sweet approaching the fat man, he felt a sense of crisis in his heart, so he followed. Hearing that Sweet is so naked* naked to solicit fat people, of course you have to oppose it.

The fat man is from the 7th Infantry Division of the Army, and no one else can touch it!

"Stilwell, the Army is outdated, and now the Marine Corps is highly regarded by the Navy. You ordinary army infantry divisions can't be compared at all? Sweet said that since he and Stilwell tore their faces, in order to compete for the fat man, he couldn't hold back the pleasant look on his face.

"Sweet, you're not afraid to say this, and you're not afraid to make people laugh out of their big teeth!" Stilwell scoffed.

The current Marine Corps is not at all comparable to the Army, and now Marshall is vigorously reorganizing the Army and preparing for war, and what is needed is talent.

The Garand M1 was not produced in sufficient quantities, and priority was given to equipping the Army Infantry Division, and the Army during this period was still armed with the Springfield M1903 rifle.

"The 1st Marine Division is afraid of who laughs. Who would dare to laugh at the 1st Marine Division? Sweet sneered, staring at Stilwell.

"Sweet, don't forget, what kind of place is this!" Stilwell, also with a fuel-efficient lamp, glared back at Sweet.

The two sides were arguing with each other, and their respective officers were also glaring at each other, as long as their commander gave an order, these school officers, no longer caring about their status, used the most primitive means of soldiers and men to resolve this dispute.

"Idiot!" The fat man rolled his eyes. Muttered, without a single person, sliding the wheels of the wheelchair, and immediately the scene of the spitting stars flying sideways.

"Ugh!" Stilwell and Sweet were stunned. Hurriedly shut up, turned around and followed him.

These two people, one wanted to poach him from the 7th Infantry Division of the Army, and the other was to guard him and prevent the 1st Marine Division from poaching him, they were afraid of annoying him. Let him do it for a week.

“…… Four hundred and eighty-one ...... Four hundred and eighty-two......" Jiang Lai walked on his back, taking steps while counting the officers who were doing push-ups.

These officers had just rushed to the training ground, and the food they had just eaten in their stomachs almost turned upside down, but nine of them were still late, so these 900 push-ups had to be done.

"Lieutenant Kudeller, bring me the map of the Seventh Division's station!" The fat man said as he rushed up to Kudeller, who was about to push his wheelchair.

"Sir, wait a minute!" Kudeller rummaged through his bag with both hands, and in a moment found the map and handed it to him.

The fat man took it and spread it out, nodded, folded the map, and exchanged it for Kudeller.

He knew in his mind, he remembered that there was a small river near the station of the 7th Infantry Division, and he wanted to determine the location with a map.

Stilwell and Sweet came over, and although they still glared at each other, they did not dare to brag about their team in front of him, so as not to annoy the fat man, and everyone had no good fruit to eat.

"General Stilwell, don't be so stingy, you're a sixty-year-old uncle, and your temper is the same as that of a young man, just a little bit, how can you do it?" The fat man rolled his eyes and said to Stilwell.

The reason why he wanted to persuade Stilwell was that he had already made up his mind.

Stilwell sighed, it wasn't that Sweet's purpose was impure, he wanted to dig into the wall, or he wouldn't be-for-tat, and his temper would get up.

"That's it, you're still so stubborn when you're old, how can you lead the troops?" Sweet nodded approvingly, with joy on his face, and the fat man counted Stilwell, proving that the fat man was helping him.

Stilwell didn't squeak, his face became even more ugly, and he swore that as long as the fat man was not there, even if he went to court-martial, he would teach Sweet a lesson, how could he bear this breath?

"General Sweet, don't say second brother, you are no better?!" The fat man snorted coldly, scaring Sweet back to his stomach when he didn't know what Stilwell was not.

He added: "Don't say that you just came to the Seventh Infantry Division of the Army to observe and train, who do you think you have deceived with this set of arguments?" Is it easy to fool when the fat man is a three-year-old child? ”

"Ugh!" Sweet was stunned, although the fat man's words were not good, but they spoke to his heart.

Sweet's motive for bringing officers to the 7th Infantry Division under the pretext of observing training was not pure, how could he refute this?

What's more, he didn't dare to refute, for fear of annoying this fat man, and the plan to invite others to train would be in vain.

Stilwell's military prowess was unmatched, and Stilwell was a man he looked up to, and Sweet was sure that the fat man could help him train a group of good soldiers.

If you come hard, it will only make things have no room to turn around.

From the information gathered from the newspaper, Sweet knew that this fat man was a person who was never threatened, and he was not a beautiful ** person, and he was not under the orders of these generals.

Not only can Sweet take the fat man, but in the same way, Stilwell can't take the fat man...... (To be continued.) )