Intelligence from White Russian General Tomashevsky!
On May 10th, after the first batch of instructors left the company, the Education Department of the three armed forces was officially established.
Many soldiers scoffed at the sudden appearance of this department.
Instructor?
The warlords had been fighting for so many years, but they had never heard of a battle that was won by a weak scholar.
Which victory wasn't won by them sacrificing their lives and blood?
For a moment.
The appearance of the instructor set off a huge uproar in the three armies.
Many soldiers went to the Fengtian Military and Political Department.
The reason was very simple.
That was, when this group of instructors took office, they issued several prohibitions.
No alcohol, no flesh and blood, no prostitution, no gambling, no leaving the camp without permission, no not participating in training for no reason, and so on.
This had angered the warlords and soldiers.
If this wasn't allowed, then who the f * ck would still be a soldier?
For a moment.
The soldiers didn't stop at Fengtian Military and Political Department. They even went to their respective commanders.
The soldiers joined forces to petition, hoping to abolish the position of instructor.
However, none of the high-ranking generals dared to show themselves.
Wouldn't that be courting death?
If the soldiers below did not know, how could the high-ranking generals not know?
The current head of the Education Department was called Feng Yong. Although the Feng family had lost power in the war between Feng and Zhang, a lean camel was still bigger than a horse. No one dared to provoke him.
Moreover,
The high-ranking officers of the Feng faction had all received the news.
The matter of the Education Department was personally ordered by Zhang Xueming and Commander Zhang, and he attached great importance to it.
Feng Yong alone was enough to make him suffer.
Moreover, the marshal had personally given the order. Unless someone wanted to die.
For a moment.
The high-ranking generals of the Feng family simply went missing.
In the face of such a situation, Feng Yong directly displayed the iron-blooded methods and ruthless style of the second generation of warlords.
Anyone who participated in the trouble.
Regardless of their official positions or military seniority, they were all expelled from the barracks. The highest ranking officer was even dismissed on the spot.
There were people counting.
In just five days, a commander, a brigade commander, three regimental commanders, dozens of battalion commanders, nearly a hundred company commanders, and thousands of soldiers had been driven out of the barracks.
Feng Yong knew very well that in troubled times, heavy punishment should be used, which vividly reflected the fierceness and inhumanity.
No matter who came knocking on his door, he would only say one sentence.
"There is no room for discussion regarding the instructors. What the marshal wants is an army that cares about the people, not the warlords of the old era.”
With one sentence, the person who came to plead for mercy was so angry that he flicked his sleeves and left.
After Feng Yong's severe punishment lasted for a week, it finally had a significant effect.
The soldiers of the various legions stopped causing trouble and began to cooperate with the instructors on the surface.
However, many military camps had secretly tripled their daily training.
This was because, ever since the instructor left the company, he would eat, sleep, live, and train with the soldiers.
None of these young students and instructors treated themselves as civil servants.
The soldiers of the Feng army were just putting on an act during their daily training.
It was difficult for him to maintain the normal training volume, so it was obvious that it had tripled.
It was obvious.
The soldiers of the Feng army wanted to see the instructors of the children unable to complete the training with them. They wanted to use this to humiliate these annoying instructors.
However, he never expected this.
These instructors had taught the soldiers what the power of faith was for the first time.
However, none of the instructors completed the training within the stipulated time.
But so what?
This group of young student instructors were like tired machines, slowly and firmly getting up from the ground again and again to repeat the training.
It was not until late at night that the pale-faced and weak instructors returned to the dormitory.
The next morning.
This group of young students and instructors were still the first to gather at the training ground.
a day
Two days…
On the third day, people began to gather around the instructors.
Until more and more people…
They stood beside this group of young students and instructors that they had once looked down on, and together they completed the training mission that was far three times more than usual.
As time passed, more and more people were influenced by the instructors.
When someone finally took the initiative to ask this group of immature instructors what was supporting them.
Only then did the instructor reveal a tender smile that belonged to his age.
"To protect the faith of the country!"
From this day on, the first batch of instructors officially began to convey the faith of protecting the country.
After the success of the first batch of instructors leaving the company, Feng Yong was finally relieved. He quickly dispatched the second batch of instructors to leave the company.
As for Feng Yong himself.
While he was busy with the matters of the instructors of the Feng army, he began to visit the great scholars and influential clan leaders in the three provinces.
The idea of protecting the country had finally begun to spread quickly in this land.
After hearing this news.
Zhang Xueming sighed. Feng Yong really lived up to everyone's expectations. He had opened up the situation so quickly.
The teaching team was of great importance.
Two years later, a major incident would break out. Zhang Xueming wanted to prepare for an all-out war.
Once the war started, the role of the teaching team would be fully displayed.
Feng Yong visited the seeds planted everywhere, and it was time to harvest them. At that time, the people of the three provinces would become a solid and powerful backing for the Feng army's attack.
When two armies fought, it was never just about the frontal force.
National strength, financial resources, and the hearts of the people were all within the scope of competition. Losing a city was equivalent to losing the war.
Just as the Feng army was developing, a letter from the White Russian General Tomashevsky was sent to Zhang Xueming's residence by Zhang Xiaoliu.
"Marshal, this is a heaven-sent opportunity!"
Han Linchun said happily.
"At this time, the Soviets must be very busy. Without logistical support, they definitely don't dare to fight with our Fengjun.”
"If we forcibly retrieve the Middle East railway now, the Soviets will definitely give it up.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
The entire conference hall was filled with approval.
Zhang Xiaoliu was a little proud. After all, this information belonged to him.
Once the Feng army successfully recovered the Middle East railway and opened up trade with the European continent, Zhang Xiaoliu would have made a great contribution.
Now, who would dare to say that he was just a useless puppet?
Zhang Xueming listened to the chirping of the birds in the room, and he was so calm that he felt a little out of place.
Yang Yuting and Wang Yongjiang frowned deeply.
Unlike the other high-ranking generals, the two of them believed that this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
"General, I don't believe Tomashevsky's information. There must be something wrong with it.”
Yang Yuting was the first to speak, giving a different opinion.
At this moment, the cheers in the room stopped abruptly, and Han Linchun's expression was a little ugly.
"Supervisor Wang, what do you think?"
Wang Yongjiang replied.
"I have the same thoughts as Chief of Staff Yang. This information is a little strange.”
Little Zhuge and the God of Fortune had the same thought. Han Linchun's expression changed as he frowned and started thinking again.
What was wrong with the intelligence of the White Russian General Tomashevsky?
Zhang Xueming looked at Yang Yuting and Wang Yongjiang with admiration.
Very good.
It was rare to be able to remain clear-headed and suspicious when everyone was blinded by profit.
Of course, Zhang Xueming knew that there was something wrong with this information.
Not only was there a problem, but the problem was huge!!
The White Russian general Tomashevsky was using the Feng army as bait and digging a big trap for the Feng army!
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