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Chapter 332

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Du Shaoqing, the youngest commander in the history of the Federation, the famous general of a generation who had infinite expectations placed on him by the military, stood meticulously in an inconspicuous corner of the rostrum, but he attracted the attention of most people.

Since ancient times, all famous generals had fought bravely on the battlefield. Without mountains of bones, fireworks-like death rays, and without actual battle achievements, who could be called a famous general?

However, Du Shaoqing successfully overturned this rule. In the past ten years, Du Shaoqing and his Iron Seven Division had never set foot on the frontlines of the West Woods. However, in countless military exercises, Du Shaoqing and his Iron Seven Division had perfectly demonstrated their powerful combat ability and commanding wisdom, vividly displaying their unique and fierce characteristics.

The strategic advisors of the federal military and the major military academies, on the other hand, highly praised his military command theories. They acknowledged that he was the first general in the military who could perfectly combine macro strategic intentions with specific tactical deductions after the military god Li Bufu.

Du Shaoqing, who had never failed in his military career, and whose art of commanding had been written into the teaching materials of the military academy, was certainly a famous general of a generation. Unfortunately, the biggest flaw of being a famous general was that he didn't have the opportunity to be stained with the blood of the people of the Imperium and the dust of the West Woods.

This was definitely the biggest regret of Du Shaoqing's life, and also his goal. However, there was still a lot of time left for him. If the war between the Federation and the Imperium broke out again, the Iron Seven Division would have to be on the frontlines one day.

But right now, he could only wear the hat of a military genius and wear the title of a famous general, stay in the capital ring a little lonely and angry, and participate in these meaningless military exercises and graduation ceremonies. The coldness emitted by the well-ironed military uniform and shiny military boots was probably a true portrayal of this commander's inner feelings.





Glancing at Du Shaoqing from the corner of his eyes, Xu Le's eyes quickly blinked. Such a peerless figure was like a tiger locked in a laboratory, unable to roar and run in the forest. After a long period of depression, it was likely that he would become even more dangerous.

At this time, Lan Xiaolong also saw Du Shaoqing on the stage. The veins on his forehead bulged and then disappeared. He said in a cold tone, "Do you know why this military genius is not willing to be promoted to the three military regions and not willing to go to the Ministry of National Defense? That's because he wants to lead the Iron Seventh Division to the West Woods, or even to the Empire. He wants to be a commander and lead the Iron Seventh Division to the West Woods, or even to the Empire. He wants to make a name for himself. Otherwise, everyone will flatter him and say that he's a famous general.

"The best place for the general to return to should be on a burning warship." Xu Le looked at the major general on the stage, who was like a cedar tree, and thought for a while. He then slowly said a Federation proverb, "It's not strange that he has this kind of stubbornness."

"That's because the God of War was fought by our division's commander. When this Commander Du first joined the army, every step he took seemed to be following the steps of his old commander. He copied his old commander completely." Lan Xiaolong said coldly and mockingly, "In fact, a lot of people have already seen that Du Shaoqing wants to be the second God of War of the Federation."

A soldier who didn't want to be a general wasn't a good soldier, and a general who didn't want to be a God of War probably wouldn't have a bright future. Xu Le had heard too much about the achievements of the Iron Seven Division in the past few days. He knew that Du Shaoqing was a person with amazing talent and a strong will. If he hadn't been suppressed by the big shot of the Zhong family in the West Woods, he probably would have already made outstanding military achievements. It wouldn't be impossible for him to catch up with the old man in Philadelphia.

Lan Xiaolong was silent for a while, and then suddenly said with a hint of sadness, "I was in the 17th Division when I joined the army. Back then, when the commander sealed up the marshal's uniform, the 17th Division accepted the military order to become a regular ground force and was transferred to the Hong Du Garrison District. The designation was changed to 8384. Before the designation was changed, the Federation held a joint military exercise. In fact, it was just to send off the 17th Division. During the exercise, all the brother units gave us face. At that time, our division was filled with sadness, so we didn't do much. Only the Iron Seven Division of the 3rd Military Region looked like they had taken an aphrodisiac when they saw our division. Their faces were dark, and they chased after us like ghosts. "

"What happened in the end?" It was the first time that Xu Le knew about this. He turned around and asked in surprise.

"Our division lost." Lan Xiaolong lowered his head slightly and said in a heavy tone, "The 17th Division has always been the first division of the Federation. It was an undefeated division that was personally created by the old man. Even in the territory of the Empire, it had never tasted defeat, let alone a mere military exercise. But … in the last military exercise before the designation was changed, we lost. We lost to the Iron Seven Division of the 3rd Military Region. "

"At that time, Du Shaoqing wasn't the commander of the Iron Seven Division. He was the military officer in charge of tactical deduction in his division."

Lan Xiaolong raised his head and stared at Du Shaoqing and the officers of the Iron Seven Division in the distance with disgust. He said coldly, "In order to build up his reputation, he took advantage of the fact that our division's morale was still unstable to beat us at the 17th Division's farewell ceremony. After we were transferred to the garrison division, there was no way for us to win back. This Commander Du … is really shameless to the extreme."

Xu Le was silent for a long time. The competition between the various divisions in the military had always been extremely cruel. If that military exercise was said to be a farewell ceremony for the 17th Division and a ceremony for the retirement of Army God Li Pifu, then Du Shaoqing and his Iron Seven Division actually won. On one hand, it showed the combat ability of the Iron Seven Division. On the other hand, it also showed how terrifyingly strong this Commander Du's desire for victory was.

To be able to personally defeat the 17th Division that was trained by Army God Li Pifu was probably the thing that Du Shaoqing looked forward to the most.

"Although our division is a bit weak right now, no one will forget when this matter is mentioned." Lan Xiaolong looked coldly at the major general on the stage and said, "One day, we will get back this face and avenge our teacher."

At this time, Xu Le finally understood why Lan Xiaolong always showed a very targeted disgust towards the Iron Seven Division and Commander Du Shaoqing. He was not like the other Federation officers who were respectful and distant, but also couldn't hide their admiration.

"The Iron Seven Division defeated the 17th Division, but I don't know if this commander can catch up to that old man in Philadelphia," he thought as he narrowed his eyes and looked at Du Shaoqing's tall and straight figure on the stage.

While the two were quietly discussing, the military exercise codenamed "Graduation Day" had also entered a heated phase. The color blocks that represented different troops on the giant screen gradually spread across the barren hills in a gradual manner. The simulated environment of this military exercise was a small occupied administrative planet at the edge of Westwood, and the troops that would be playing the role of the Empire's army … was a division of the Iron Seven Division that had been dispatched from the distant Third Military Region!

Xu Le narrowed his eyes and looked at the situation map on the holographic screen and the real-time feedback of the military strength fluctuations. Naturally, he thought of the officers that he had spent a few months with.

Today, these officers were randomly assigned to form a battlefield command headquarters and led their own troops to carry out the established tasks of the military exercise. They were originally outstanding military talents, and they had also received comprehensive training. Whether it was commanding or tactical courage when leading the attack, there was no problem. However, when he thought that their opponent was the Iron Seven Division, Xu Le was a little worried. After all, he was also one of the instructors, and he really hoped that they could produce a good result.

However, the situation of the military exercise did not develop as he had hoped. Xu Le was not a professional officer, and he had not received any relevant education. However, judging from the data fed back from the light beam and the frosty faces of the generals of the federation, he knew that the troops led by the graduates were not in an advantageous situation right now.

The image of the mountain captured by the precision satellite appeared on the holographic screen after the data was restored. Xu Le narrowed his eyes and looked at the soldiers wearing dark-colored digital camouflage uniforms on the holographic screen. He was deeply shocked by the cold aura that the other party exuded. The soldiers hidden in the fortifications in the mountains, whether it was the mobile battalion piloting the M5 mechas or the low-altitude attack troops hidden in the forest, whether it was the deployment and transfer of troops or the attacks, all of them were exceptionally accurate. The army of thousands appeared on the holographic screen like a single person, accurately and perfectly executing every order …

Was this the strength of the Iron Seven Division? What shocked Xu Le the most was that this iron-blooded army was like a single person, but its brain was not in the command center at this time. Instead, it was like a bystander looking at the holographic screen indifferently and did not issue any orders.

He subconsciously looked at the rostrum. The generals on the rostrum were silent and cold. Compared to them, Commander Du Shaoqing, who always had a cold expression on his face, seemed to be more normal.

The commander was not here, but the Iron Seven Division was still able to display such amazing combat power. How crazy and meticulous did their daily training and tactical deduction have to be?

At this time, Xu Le noticed that an officer walked up to the rostrum. He walked behind Du Shaoqing and whispered a few words. Du Shaoqing nodded slightly with a cold expression. The lieutenant colonel smiled slightly, took out a pair of sunglasses, and handed it over respectfully.

Seeing Du Shaoqing put on the sunglasses under the sun, it added a sense of coldness. Xu Le frowned deeply. Could that lieutenant colonel be Du Shaoqing's bodyguard?

Xu Le knew that the bodyguard of the Minister of Defense was just a colonel, and Du Shaoqing was just a division commander. How dare he use a lieutenant colonel as his bodyguard …

"Too arrogant." He narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered to himself. However, he knew that the Federal military felt guilty towards Du Shaoqing and the Iron Seven Division because of Commander Zhong's outburst in the West Woods and forced the Iron Seven Division to obtain military merits. Naturally, they would not pay attention to these details.

On the rostrum, Du Shaoqing slowly took off his gloves and put them in his left hand. His right hand touched the lower beam of his sunglasses. The curves on his face seemed to have been carved by a knife. He still stood straight, displaying the bearing and demeanor of a professional soldier.

"I've been pretending to be cool in the training base for more than two months. I thought that I had grasped the essence of it, but after seeing it today, I realize that my level is still far from it."

Looking at Du Shaoqing, the role model of a professional military officer, Xu Le couldn't help but feel endless emotions. However, for some reason, he felt a sense of discomfort, but he didn't know where this feeling came from.

Right at this moment, a burst of rapid discussion came from the rostrum.

On the screen, the two sides of the military exercise had already come into contact on the eastern front. The battle was about to start. The color blocks that represented the military strength began to disintegrate and collapse, especially at the hilly terrain on the side. Both sides placed their special mecha battalions there. The heavy alloy mechas crushed the green and yellow forest, fiercely clashing together. The battle was extremely intense!





(I'm definitely not talking about what Kobe did to Jordan during the All-Star Game. Recommend a book: Don't treat transmigration as your job. I've read this book before. Good, it's been in my collection for a long time. A friend has also recommended it before. Good, today a girl on Q took the initiative to recommend this book by an author she doesn't know. The book number is 1355106. I don't know the author …)

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