Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Wusman swallowed: "I understand, General Peter."

General Peter looked at the soldiers kneeling on the ground against the wall and chuckled: "Is there anyone else who doesn't know?"

It seemed like he was asking a question, but in fact he had already moved the hammer of the blunderbuss to the firing position, and unscrewed the cap to reveal the flint inside.

Lieutenant General Joel saw that the poor private was about to lose his life, and a voice echoed in his ears: "Save him."

Major General Harry on the side saw his best friend's fist clenched and his eyes fixed on the blunderbuss in General Peter's hand. When he realized something, he quickly grabbed the back of Joel's shirt.

Joel turned to look at Harry, who shook his head silently, just as Joel looked at the private again.

"boom."

Private Leg Wussmann took the initiative to join the army. He didn't know anything. He just wanted to contribute to the empire. He chose to go to the front line with great determination, but he never thought that his own general would die. in hand.

A hole was roughly torn open in his chest by the bullet, and the lead bullet pulled out the faith and glory of the empire in his heart bit by bit. Along with it, his life was pulled out, peeled off, and taken away.

Joel really couldn't bear it anymore: "General Peter, finding out the truth at this moment is the most urgent matter to be solved, instead of killing your own subordinates and soldiers here!"

Peter took out a delicate handkerchief from his arms and wiped his blunderbuss, then placed the blunderbuss on the discussion table, declaring his force and power.

"A private who doesn't even understand the principles of firearms and explosions. I can't even expect him to understand my commands on the battlefield. Such a soldier... would be better off dead."

Just as Joel was about to rush up and punch Peter, Harry hugged him: "Calm down...calm down!"

Peter looked at Joel very jokingly: "Then again, when Lieutenant General Joel was discussing the matter yesterday, did you mention the need for an intelligence force? As the leader and highest officer of the intelligence force, this time Are you primarily responsible for the attack?"

This time Harry couldn't stand it any longer: "Yesterday, we proposed to build an intelligence force, but today we were attacked by the enemy. Can the intelligence force be established as promised? It will also take time to mobilize troops from the rear, General Peter!"

General Peter still looked at the two of them with the same joking expression. This look and expression made the two of them very uncomfortable, and they were suffering every minute.

He suddenly changed from joking and ridicule to indifference: "In three days, your intelligence force needs to be completed. After the formation is completed, I want to know what that thing is, the opponent's combat deployment, the opponent's strategic plan, the opponent's Tactical coordination.”

"any questions?"

Joel was holding a fire in his heart, but Harry still tugged on his clothes, signaling him not to agree easily.

"Yes, but the intelligence force I formed needs to be independent. It will not take orders from any officer except the emperor and me. No officers or generals are allowed to interfere in the affairs of the intelligence force."

General Peter put away the musket on the table: "Deal, you got my word."

The soldiers who were brought to describe the situation were also brought back by the captains of each team, and Joel and Harry were the first to leave the meeting hall.

As soon as Harry left the meeting hall, he complained: "Why did you agree to him, three days! Do you think it only takes three days to form an intelligence force? I'm really fed up with your recklessness and competitiveness!"

"Put away your sense of justice! No one here cares about justice and fairness, and even life is just something that can be thrown away casually!"

Joel looked at his best friend's angry face and took a deep breath: "I care, and you care too. I failed to save that private, and I can't let that executioner kill more soldiers. They are fighting for the country. There was no desertion or disobedience, so why should he die at the hands of his own general?"

Harry looked at Joel angrily: "Okay, now we only have three days, what should we do?"

Joel spread his hands: "I haven't thought about it, but I think there is no requirement for the number of intelligence troops. Do you have a mission to be dispatched now?"

Harry grabbed Joel's collar directly: "You bastard! You want me to join the intelligence force? As a major general, I need to be on standby at any time. I may lead my subordinate soldiers to fight at any time. You are crazy!"

Joel patted Harry's hand: "Relax, I don't mean that. I mean to lend a few of my good men, and I also have a few good soldiers under my command. I can put together an intelligence unit and we'll have it."

"General Peter, that... uh... son of a bitch, he buried a hole. He asked me to form an army in three days. The formation is very simple, but the real difficulty is the information he needs. He has to get all those things. Change your life."

"The enemy has such a powerful army. Will their strength allow us to obtain that information easily? Don't even think about it!"

Harry sighed, let go of his hand holding Joel's collar, and rubbed his face with both hands: "Uh uh uh ah ah ah ah! No matter, go to my camp to eat something first and pick some food." I’ll give you a good hand, you can do it yourself!”

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Yuchi Jingde's infantry-tank coordination did not progress very smoothly. There were always a few soldiers making mistakes, or they could not keep up with the tanks and disrupted the formation. Otherwise, if you break away from the tank, you will be easily shot on a complex battlefield.

Yuchi Jingde put his hands on his hips and lectured: "You! You! And you! What do you mean? If I don't want to pick you up, the commander-in-chief should have told you earlier. If I had told you earlier, I would have just left you at the military control castle! If you can't train one or two well, Am I harming you by asking you to train?"

Galaqi was a little embarrassed. The main mistakes were made by the former Guangjun soldiers he brought out from Tubo.

In the Tianwei Army, if a general of the first battalion loses face during training, it goes without saying that extra training is required. More than just extra training, Galaqi directly pulls the culprits to the outside of the team alone and looks at the team. train.

"Open your eyes and take a look. I lowered my face and came to intercede with the general. He said that we must let the superiors of our original Panshi Camp and the current Sharp Knife Camp have sharp knives and sharp knives. The strongest weapons and tactics are now in front of us. How can you clean them? Drop the chain for me?"

"Now take a good look at it! Look at where you should be in the infantry-tank coordination strategy. If you don't understand it once, just read it twice!"

"What's wrong? Are you mute? What do you mean? You want fried wings?"

The few soldiers who had made mistakes felt uncomfortable, so they remained silent. When Galaqi suspected that they were going to fry their wings, they became anxious on the spot.

"Yes! We must observe the training carefully!"

"Yes!"