"Liu, don't you say it, we are also preparing to send military doctors and nurses to your training team, and I will personally supervise the progress of this matter in a while." After listening to what happened, Stilwell said categorically.

Now that the temperature is high, it is easy to have accidents during training, and it is impossible to do without the doctors and nurses accompanying the team.

Fat man's training starts from actual combat, and Stilwell certainly has to do his logistics.

"Liu, what else do you want, you can say, as long as I am within my ability, I will definitely do it." Stilwell continued to speak to him.

"Not yet." He thought about it, and really didn't ask for anything, so he said.

"Liu, Waitier and I will definitely do your logistics, but you must also agree to my request!" Stilwell laughed.

"Well, what requirements? General, please speak. The fat man was slightly stunned and asked.

Ever since Stilwell asked him to train the junior officers of the Seventh Division, he had all made conditions, and Stilwell and Wittier had not made any decent demands other than asking him not to cause any deaths.

"In a month, I hope that my grassroots officer training camp will still have enough people for a platoon." Stilwell said.

"What ...... at this point" The fat man hesitated, Stilwell's number request made him dare not agree easily, and then he smiled: "General, the fat man can only tell you that after a month, the number of officers in the training camp will be enough for a platoon." ”

"Liu, do you find it difficult?" Wittier asked.

Stilwell also looked at him with a blank eye, seeing how he answered.

"Difficulty?" The fat man hehehe, and said: "Even if the fat man does things without difficulty, find some difficulty to test himself." ”

"Why is that?" Wittier asked hurriedly.

"The fat man is no problem, the question is whether these grassroots officers can endure the fat man's training for a month!" The fat man said.

These grassroots officers are all young people who have never experienced war, and it is difficult to say whether they can persevere once they encounter setbacks or hardships.

What's more, he and Stilwell had assured these grassroots officers in advance that leaving the training team was free and democratic.

Well, now Stilwell in a word. Anyone who wants to leave the team can't do it now.

Forty or so people, a few more than the number of people in a platoon, once something happened in the morning. Leaving the dozen or so people, there is not enough for a platoon.

Stilwell and Wittier's faces were a little stiff, mainly because they didn't take into account that the fat man could toss away a dozen people in the morning.

"Don't worry, the fat man has a way!" Looking at the faces of the two of them, they were not good. He smiled: "As long as the two interfere with the fat man's training, then in the next month, no one will want to go out of the training team easily!" ”

Hearing his categorical assurance, Stilwell and Vettier's faces softened.

It's just that what the two don't know is that the fat man has already made up his mind, and in order to make a deal after a month, he will try even if he uses M2 against the head of a grassroots officer.

Stilwell and Wittier had already gotten the answer they wanted, and hurriedly asked the adjutant to push the fat man into the residence to eat.

It's just that he returned to the camp of the training team, and he has not yet entered the independent canteen of the camp. I saw John probing his head in front of the cafeteria, as if he was observing something.

John saw him appear in the aisle, and quickly rushed into the cafeteria with a panicked face, as if he had seen a ghost.

"What kind of planes are these Yankees doing?!" The fat man couldn't guess John's intentions, and muttered as he slid the wheels of the wheelchair.

When he came to the cafeteria, he pushed open the door, and his heart was shocked!

"All stand up!" There is no doubt that this is the voice of Lieutenant Glen Keyes.

With a "bang", there were more than forty officers who were eating in the canteen. They all stopped eating, stood up like a general, and stood up straight.

"Hey, what's up. Do you want to rebel? The fat man who had just entered the cafeteria sneered at this group of Yankees, all of them got up, was it a demonstration to him?

"Report, sir, I, me, and Porter Jr., no, didn't keep a secret!" Kudeller hurried to the fat man's side. Pushing the wheelchair, apologetic.

"Secret?" The fat man wondered, he had forgotten a little about this thing.

"Mashed Artemisia annua juice leaves." Seeing that he was puzzled, Kudeller thought he was angry, and the apology on his face became heavier.

He was slightly stunned and asked Kudeller, "What's the matter, didn't you say that this is a secret?" ”

"Mr. Report, it's not that Lieutenant Kudeller and I don't want to keep it a secret!" Little Porter talked about how to leak the "secret", and the fat man suddenly realized.

These officers who participated in the training camp were hungry and tired, so they went to the canteen to eat first.

As soon as they entered the cafeteria, Porter Jr. and Kudelle sat at the same table, and the two couldn't help but be curious about the miraculous way he used Artemisia annua to wake up Keith, and whispered to the side, unsuspecting John, who was knocked unconscious at the time, was eavesdropping on the side at the moment, and listened to the whole conversation between the two.

John, who learned the truth, was shocked to learn that it was a plant named Artemisia annua that saved Keith.

John couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, and hurriedly told Keith, who was suffering from heat stroke, and Keith immediately gathered the officers of the training team and pressed Porter Jr. and Kudeller to their stomachs.

In the face of John's facts, Porter Jr. and Kudeller had no choice but to recruit.

The truth is finally revealed, and John knows why he was cut unconscious, which is because he wants to stop and save people.

Keith finally understands that he almost lost a life, and it was the fat man who saved his life.

The grassroots officers who were present at the dinner also understood that the "axis of evil" in their mouths did not only know how to harm people!

John will act as a scout to confirm the time when the fat man enters the cafeteria, so that the officers of the training team led by Case can give the Chinese fat man the highest respect.

"Salute!" Keith shouted again.

With a "bang", these grassroots legions raised their hands at the same time and gave a military salute to the fat man.

The fat man was slightly stunned, which felt a little strange, but he knew what this military salute meant for the training officers.

"Hey, salute the fat man, and want the fat man to show mercy to your training subordinates, right?" The fat man smiled evilly and continued: "Gather in the playground in ten minutes, bring your equipment, don't let the fat man find out who is late, otherwise, the consequences you know!" ”

"Whoa", hearing his words, these grassroots officers who were training couldn't hold back, this fat man simply didn't let people live.

I had just finished an armed training, and I had a heat stroke, and I finally came back hungry, so I ate two bites of food and began to toss them again.

Try to eat as much as you can, or you won't know what time dinner will be!

Watching the officers present work hard and gobble up the food in the lunch box, the fat man smiled with satisfaction...... (To be continued.) )