1929 I am a chaebol in the United States

After learning that Aziz was going to fight someone tomorrow, Lu Chen immediately began to prepare.

He brought Ike to the gathering place for the veterans. As soon as they arrived, Lu Chen saw that the veterans had been divided into four or five teams standing in the open space. In front of each team, there was a small square table. There was also a person sitting next to the small square table. This person was holding a small notebook and carefully recording the specific information of each veteran.

Lu Chen glanced at the teams and found that Liu Qiang was sitting in front of the team in the middle, registering the veterans in the team.

Lu Chen walked quickly to Liu Qiang and asked curiously, "Liu Qiang, what kind of troops are your team members in?"

Liu Qiang didn't even look up when he heard Lu Chen asking him a question. He continued to register and said to Lu Chen, "I'm from the Marine Corps."

Lu Chen continued to ask: "Are there any artillery?"

Liu Qiang replied: "Artillery? Yes, they are the last team on my right."

Lu Chen looked towards the artillery team, and then he frowned. The number of people was too pleasing. There were only a few dozen people. They were all Chinese, and there was no white or black soldier.

Lu Chen had reason to suspect that all those retired artillerymen of other races were retained by Green, or he simply didn't want to give me artillerymen. Lu Chen even suspected that those dozens of artillerymen might just be doing odd jobs in the army, like cooks. (I'm not talking about our own soldiers.)

Lu Chen pointed at the dozens of people and said to Ike, "See if there is anyone among those artillerymen who meets your requirements."

Ike nodded and walked towards the artillery team. After Ike left, Lu Chen asked:

"Liu Qiang, there are four or five teams here. What are the types of soldiers in each team?"

Liu Qiang said: "There are artillery, motor vehicle soldiers, infantry, engineers, and marines here."

Lu Chen frowned even more after listening to Liu Qiang's introduction. Damn, are you on guard against me? There is no navy man, no pilots. Forget it, you guys don't train me yourself.

The more Lu Chen looked at these veterans, the more disappointed he became. Lu Chen was now waiting for the result from Ike. If it really didn't work, Lu Chen decided to train those technical soldiers himself.

Ike didn't let Lu Chen wait for long. Nine minutes later, Ike came back shaking his head. As soon as he came back, Ike complained to Lu Chen:

"What kind of soldiers are these? They are either from the kitchen or the logistics team. What kind of artillery are they? The only official artillery soldier is a disabled soldier. Boss, these people cannot form an artillery unit."

As expected, everything was not beyond Lu Chen's expectations. All the soldiers that Green gave him were useless. He sighed helplessly and said, "Forget it. If we can't choose one, then we can train them from scratch."

Ike said unhappily, "Boss, I'm not sure I can train those soldiers into artillerymen. They haven't even been to elementary school, and artillery aiming requires a lot of math knowledge. With their education level, I can only use them as ammunition loaders."

Lu Chen thought for a moment and said to Liu Qiang, "Liu Qiang, select a few Chinese people with higher cultural level and better physical fitness."

Liu Qiang nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go find out right away."

Lu Chen nodded to Liu Qiang, and then left this sad place. He walked towards the flight training class. This trip was in vain for Lu Chen. If he had known this would happen, he might as well practice flying a few more times.

On the second day after the veterans arrived in Lillard, Aziz launched a fierce attack on his biggest opponent. Lu Chen got the news that the battle was particularly fierce. Aziz pulled more than 30 artillery pieces to the battlefield and bombarded the enemy's position for more than half an hour.

But the results were pitiful, only one or two small towns were captured, and the enemy casualties were less than a thousand.

Lu Chen shook his head when he heard the result. It took more than 30 artillery pieces an hour to take down two small towns, and the key point was that not many people were killed. This was too much of a loss.

The news on the second day of the war made Lu Chen feel like the sky was about to fall. Aziz was defeated on the battlefield. The enemy took out a tank that Lu Chen had been dreaming of, and forced Aziz, who only had infantry, to retreat again and again. Not only did he lose the territory he occupied yesterday, but he also lost a lot of his own territory.

Lu Chen now had a feeling that the opponent's tanks originally belonged to Aziz, but for some reason they suddenly appeared in the opponent's hands.

Lu Chen couldn't stay in the training class any longer. Regardless of whether those tanks were the ones sent by Morgan, Lu Chen had to find a way to get some tanks for Aziz as soon as possible. Otherwise, the war would definitely not be fought, and his investment would probably go down the drain.

Lu Chen quickly took Ike and found Aziz, who was in a state of panic.

When Aziz saw Lu Chen, he felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw. He held Lu Chen's hand and pleaded:

"Mr. Lu, please help me think of a way to destroy the tanks on the other side. Those tanks are simply invulnerable. They rushed directly into my troops under the hail of bullets. We have no way to deal with them."

Lu Chen quickly comforted him, "Mr. Aziz, don't worry. Let your men dig a wide and deep trench on the battlefield. This way, their tanks won't be able to rush in. As for how to kill the tanks, the best way is to let tanks fight tanks."

"Okay, I'll have someone notify the soldiers on the front line and have them dig a trench in front of each position. Then I'll send a telegram to Mr. Morgan and ask him to send the tanks over as soon as possible."

Aziz said excitedly when he heard that there was a way to deal with tanks.

Lu Chen thought for a moment and said, "Waiting for Morgan to send the tanks over is too slow. I plan to leave Riyadh now and go to Europe to see if I can get you a batch of tanks."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Lu. If you can help me get the tank, I will pay you 10% more as a reward for your hard work."

Aziz said with some emotion.

After Lu Chen and Aziz finished talking, they immediately took Ike out of the camp and returned to the training class. They found the instructor, and relying on Ike's relationship with the instructor, after Lu Chen gave the instructor a few hundred dollars, the instructor finally agreed to let Lu Chen and Ike fly to the port near the Mediterranean.

The requirement is that someone must be hired to fly the plane back.

Just like that, Lu Chen started flying alone for the first time in his life.