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The requirement to surrender guns upon admission was specifically requested by Ding Wei. As the vice president of the military academy, it is not excessive to negotiate such conditions with the division commander.

If you want Ding Wei to be the bad guy, you have to give him some authority so that he can control these generals who have won the battle.

The guards are all under unified management. What kind of status do they have? They have a guard to serve them every day. What's wrong? Can't they move?

No bad habits!

Li Yunlong handed over the gun reluctantly.

"You, Commander Ding, are becoming more and more powerful and knowledgeable? Vice President of the Military Academy, why do I not believe it?"

"I just remember that you, Ding Wei, love to brag. And you can even run a school to give lectures?"

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not. From now on, I'm the vice president and you, Li Yunlong, are a student. If you don't obey me, your credits will be deducted."

Li Yunlong curled his lips and said, "Go away! I don't care about those credits."

After being arranged into my own dormitory, I discovered an unexpected surprise.

His old comrade Kong Jie, who was supposed to be on the battlefield in the peninsula, was also transferred back to the rear to study. He was sitting there, holding a newspaper and some melon seeds.

One of Kong Jie's armies was still on the front line, but he himself had been transferred to the rear to continue his studies.

Ding Wei was aware of this. There were no large-scale battles on the front line and it was in the stage of peace talks. Even if the army commander was absent, it would not affect the overall situation.

"Old Kong? Isn't this Kong Erlangzi?"

"You have also been called over to study. Now I have an acquaintance to accompany me. I was still thinking about how to pass the time."

"Li Yunlong, why are you following me like a follower wherever I go? You can't survive without me, Kong Jie."

The two men held equal positions, both were army commanders, and were comrades-in-arms who had been through thick and thin together, so they spoke without reservation.

Unlike in front of Ding Wei, even though he was an old comrade-in-arms, his position was too high, so he had to be considerate and couldn't curse at him.

When he got to the back, Li Yunlong started to tease people.

"Ding Wei is such a terrible guy. He doesn't care about the feelings of an old comrade at all. He is the vice president, but he can't open a back door for me and let someone take away my gun, making me, Li Yunlong, look bad in public."

"It's so fucking frustrating. They don't give me any face at all."

Kong Jie curled his lips and said, "Who do you think you are, Li Yunlong? You have a big face or a big head. Why should I let you get through the back door?"

"I think Ding Wei has done a good job. He is a person who commands a large army. He must have strict military discipline and follow the rules in everything. If everyone uses the back door, then it's better not to come to this military academy."

"I, Kong Jie, admire him. He can chat and laugh with the American military officers. Ding Wei is quite a man."

Yo,

He even started to brag, but Li Yunlong didn't see other people's abilities.

We all have two shoulders supporting one head, so who is different?

When it comes to fighting, Li Yunlong is afraid of no one.

He firmly believes in one thing: he can always win battles. Just don't worry about how I fight.

Just like this time when I came to the military academy to study, I felt a hundred percent unwilling and ten thousand percent resentful in my heart.

Learning culture may make you more modest, but learning how to fight a war, these generals who stand on the credit book are all troublemakers.

The next morning, it was discovered that the instructor was actually an officer who had been defeated on the battlefield.

Li Yunlong got angry immediately.

The commander of the Temporary Seventh Division, Chang Naichao, was a person he had picked up from the grass and rabbits. He had no idea what level of talent he would bring in to be a teacher.

The first class talked about the Battle of Kursk, and the second class was to discuss the aircraft and tank tactics used by both the Russians and the art students.

Ding Wei knew the character of this group of people very well, so he came to the back of the classroom early as an auditor.

Among the officers present, some had some relationship with him.

The field army outside the Great Wall, the field army inside the Great Wall, and the generals who participated in the Peninsular War, everyone knew the origin of this uncle.

The vice president.

The young vice president was able to achieve key results, and it was impossible not to admire him.

As soon as the class started, Li Yunlong couldn't hold himself back anymore.

He raised his hand to join the discussion, then stood up, but couldn't even name the Battle of Kursk, which drew ridicule from several people.

"Li Yunlong, you are pretending to be an intellectual. You can't even pronounce my name, how can you express your opinion?"

"Yes, yes, Zhu Bajie is wearing glasses and pretending to be a college student."

It caused everyone to burst into laughter.

There was no way that teacher Chang Naichao could suppress these loud voices.

Li Yunlong was making a lot of noise.

"Teacher, look at the bad habits in our class. They attack and ridicule me when I speak up."

"They are all backward-minded people. Don't pay attention to them. I have read about the Battle of Kursk. It is also written in the textbooks."

"The Russians have 133 million people, while the art students only have 90. They have more people against fewer people, and their planes and tanks are superior to the enemy. What is there to talk about with such a victory? There are more people, which is not equal in strength."

"If my army beats a division, what's there to brag about? If you can't win even when you have the upper hand, what kind of battle is that?"

As he spoke, he also started to stroll around.

"There's nothing to analyze about using advantages to defeat disadvantages. If you can't win, you might as well go home and farm."

"If you ask me, let's change the topic. The Battle of Huaihai, where 60 fought against 80, and the weak defeated the strong under the circumstances of being at a great disadvantage in equipment, is worth analyzing."

"How did 600,000 troops defeat 800,000 troops in such a muddle? Instructor Chang, please analyze this for us."

Chang Naichao also experienced the Battle of Huaihai, and his face suddenly turned pale.

His 7th Temporary Division was defeated by Li Yunlong.

How can a defeated general be a teacher?

"This question is quite complicated and cannot be explained in a few words. If you are willing, we can discuss it in detail after class."

Ding Wei, who was listening in the back, knocked on the table.

"I'll correct a few questions. First, 600,000 versus 800,000 is a comparison of the forces of the entire battle. There are multiple ways to win. The first is a tactical victory, concentrating superior forces to destroy the enemy's dispersed forces. This is a victory for our army's tactics of penetration and division."

"The second is the victory of organizational ability. We mobilized hundreds of thousands of people to supply materials, and transported the materials to the front line with their legs, shoulders, and carts. Without the support of the masses, we could not win this war."

"The third reason is the difference in the headquarters' strategic planning. The enemy is conservative and inefficient, while our army is clear in its political orders and united from top to bottom."

"Such a victory was achieved by the army and the people, and by hundreds of thousands of soldiers who sacrificed their lives or were injured. I really cannot call it a victory. Is there any division commander or army commander who dares to say that such a victory had anything to do with him?"

"Is it related to Li Yunlong's 2nd Division, or is it related to your columns?"

There was silence in an instant. Ding Wei's voice was not loud, but it was very penetrating.

"If anyone likes to discuss the Huaihai Campaign, why not discuss with me how much role your individual or even your army played in the war. One point? Ten points? Or a few points?"

"The troops suffered so many casualties and lost so many veterans."

"It was agreed that you all would be lying on the merit list. To put it bluntly, all of us would be lying on the tombstones of martyrs."

There are still warriors whose blood shines in the sun, killing people so fiercely that the heavens are shaken and the earth is chilled.

Ding Wei stood up and looked at the group of officers.

"Are you going to talk about the war outside the Great Wall? You were chased for thousands of miles by the elite Guo army? Or are you going to talk about the war in the northwest, and you need the headquarters to help lure out the enemy? Or are you going to talk about the war of resistance, and how many devils did you kill?"

"If you can't continue the conversation, then just sit down and learn from me."

"Teacher Chang, please continue the class!"