Chapter 817 A Bunch of Fools (No. 22 More Asking for Votes)

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The fat man and Ginger followed Kudeller to the station of the 7th Division, and as soon as the jeep stopped, Kudeller and his soldiers lifted him and his wheelchair down.

It was the chief of staff of the Seventh Division and several officers who came out to greet him, and there was no Stilwell in it.

Kudeller hurriedly introduced the chief of staff and officers who had come to greet him, and introduced the fat man and Jiang Lai to these soldiers.

The chief of staff of the 7th Division, a colonel named Wittier, led several officers from the division command to greet him.

"Hello, you must be Mr. Liu, Brigadier General Stilwell is going to the Army Headquarters temporarily, so I will introduce you to the situation of the Seventh Division in the morning." Wittier shook hands with him and said.

"Then there will be labor." The fat man smiled and nodded, feeling a little strange about the middle-aged soldier, because he sensed a look of deep meaning on Vettier's face.

"This beautiful lady must be Colonel Jiang Lai from the national capital?" After Wittier and the fat man exchanged pleasantries, he raised his hand and said to Jiang Lai on the side.

"Hello, Colonel Waittier." Jiang Lai, who is also in the military rank, has a good impression of Wittier, and raised his hand to shake hands with Wittier.

She did not look at Wittier and found anything unusual in her look, especially the contempt for her and the fat man. One look book・1kanshu

But the fat man is a fine man, and he always feels that things are too smooth, but it is a little bad, but he doesn't know where the problem is.

Wait until Wittier takes him and Jiang Lai into the headquarters of the Seventh Division, and take pictures first. Wittier then asked the lieutenant to gather the trainees. Wittier took him and Jiang Lai to familiarize themselves with the situation of the Seventh Division.

From armament. When it comes to logistics and supplies, everything is introduced.

Wittier's enthusiasm made the fat man feel even worse, he had come to take away the training rights of many officers, which was too easy to talk to, not like the American GIs he knew.

When Wittier's adjutant returned, and the personnel who reported the training had been gathered, Wittier took him and Jiang Lai to a military training ground near the headquarters.

A group of officers who had received orders had long been assembled on the training ground. Looking at the ranks of these officers and the frost on their faces, the fat man guessed that these officers were all company-platoon commanders of the Seventh Division.

That is, the trained personnel are all lieutenants and non-commissioned officers who are fighting on the front line.

"Since the troops could not do without command, we gathered more than half of the grassroots officers of the division to participate in the training organized by Mr. Liu in accordance with General Stilwell's order." Wittier introduced with a smile.

The fat man nodded noncommittally, and it suddenly dawned in his heart that he had entered the seventh division. When I saw the chief of staff of the Seventh Division, Wittier, I felt strange in my heart. I've always been unable to figure out why, but now I understand why.

The problem lies in the fact that he is a stranger to the Seventh Division!

Stilwell's temporary visit to the headquarters may have been deliberate, just to test whether he had the ability to train this American GI.

The modern military training methods revealed in "The Legend of Anti-Japanese Heroes" made Stilwell happy, but after all, he hadn't tried it, and no one knew what the result would be.

Stilwell may still be suspicious that he can't even bring soldiers, after all, he once trained a group of bandits, bandits, peasants, and ordinary people, and did not train American GIs with different cultures ******** different cultures.

Stilwell's departure was to let him show his ability to train troops without a personal relationship.

Wittier and a group of mid- and high-ranking officers of the 7th Division were waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

The reason is very simple, according to common sense, the Chinese in this period are looked down upon under normal conditions, what can they do to get Stilwell's trust?

The fact that none of the mid- and high-ranking officers in Wittier's group participated in the training illustrates this problem.

Without two brushes, you can't deter this group of American GIs, let alone mix in the barracks of the 7th Division!

Perhaps Stilwell's "temporary incident" also has a factor in this.

A "villain" like a fat man will naturally think of this kind of thing, because it is reasonable, and pretending to be a gentleman is not his style.

"Mr. Liu, now it's your matter of talking to these grassroots officers participating in the training, please." Wittier waved his hand and smiled at him.

The fat man who figured it out knew too well the "tricks" used by Wittier, the higher he held a person, the more ruthless he would fall down, and this American GI was poisonous enough.

The fat man nodded, motioning for Jiang Lai to push him to the front of the officer queue.

Although Jiang Lai couldn't see anything, he was a little nervous, after all, it was the first time to face these American soldiers, and he was still training the other party, and the other party had trained us in the past.

The fat man was in a wheelchair, and was pushed to the front of the queue by Jiang Lai, and after a glance, he sneered in his heart.

For he saw a lot of contemptuous eyes, and mocking faces.

"Just you who can't even stand in a mess, even if the fat man has the means, he can't bring you stupid people who can't support the wall with mud!" As soon as the fat man opened his mouth, he scolded.

The words are not shocking and endless, and sometimes, it is much more useful than the normal cut to the topic, at least the attention of this group of junior officers is instantly focused on him, a disabled person.

The angry eyes in the queue were ninety out of ten, and if it weren't for Colonel Wittier's previous orders, they would have looked like they would have skinned the fat man in a wheelchair alive.

Wittier's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently showed a playful smile.

The middle and high-ranking officers who followed behind Wittier were not so subtle, they all sneered mockingly.

"Why are you calling us stupid?!" Finally, an officer in the queue shouted loudly, like a thunderclap in the ground, causing the originally silent queue to instantly erupt into a burst of accusations against the fat man.

"Shet, why is this Chinese disabled person scolding us?"

"Anyway, Lao Tzu graduated from West Point with honors, what capital does this Chinese fat man have to scold us?"

"Fake, restless pig in a wheelchair!"

"Fake, I want to beat him up!"

"When you beat him, get me the beautiful oriental woman next to this dead fat pig first!"

There are all kinds of scolding in the "......" queue, but the words are not good, and the fat man has become the target of public criticism for a while.

"Quiet and quiet!" An officer with the rank of major reached out from Wittier and shouted at the swearing, noisy ranks.

Wittier and a group of mid- and high-ranking officers looked at him with mocking smiles on their faces, daring to pretend to be forced in the Seventh Division, and they couldn't do it without any real skills under their hands.

The major officer's shouting order made the cursing in the team gradually become a little quieter, and the major officer turned to look at the fat man, lowered his voice with an unkind face and said: "Mr. Liu, this group of grassroots officers is used to being wild, if you can't train it, leave immediately, lest the beautiful young lady next to you be unlucky." ”……

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