Chapter 43: Entering Military School for the First Time

  It has to be said that the Germans are indeed very meticulous in their work. From the moment the explosion sounded, it only took twenty minutes for a large team of police armed with real guns to arrive. Under the pincer attack of the police and the villa guards, Inada Tomonari, who had been shot in the arm, retreated to the edge of the garden pool with his remaining three subordinates, where he continued to resist stubbornly for a while. Inada Tomonari killed his remaining three subordinates, pulled the last hand grenade from behind his back and reported to their revered androgynous Amaterasu Okina-sama.

  The police captain, Raymond, looked at the devastated villa, whistled and walked up to Cheng Zhihao with a helpless smile, saying: "Mr. Cheng, sorry! I didn't mean to scare you!"

  "It's nothing! If you hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid my family and I wouldn't have seen the sun tomorrow!" As he spoke, Cheng Zhihao deliberately shed a few tears.

  Leiming coughed lightly and asked, "Mr. Cheng, for your safety and that of your family, I hope you can cooperate with us. Have you or your family offended anyone recently?"

  Cheng Zhihao said, "No need to investigate, it's the Japanese." Because in this area, too many people knew that Cheng Zhihao's pharmaceutical factory produced penicillin, so Cheng Zhihao didn't need to hide anything from Remington either. He told Remington everything in detail. After listening to Cheng Zhihao's account, Remington indignantly said, "Damn those Japanese monkeys! They only know how to plagiarize other people's successful results."

  After a busy night, the sky was slightly bright, and all the bodies in the villa were moved away. The injured guard was also sent to the hospital. Cheng Zhihao settled his wife and took Lin Aofeng to the police station.

  At the same time, Imai Ichiro, who had been waiting for news all night, received a report from his subordinate and was stunned. After about a minute or so, Imai Ichiro finally came to his senses, adjusted his clothes and walked out of the office. Half an hour later, Imai Ichiro arrived at Consul General Oshima Hiroshi's residence.

  ōshima Hiroshi, who was eating breakfast, saw Imai Ichirō and asked with a smile: "Imai-kun, have you had breakfast?! If not, sit down and let's eat together!"

  "Thank you, sir!" As soon as Itoi Ichirō's words fell, ōshima Hiro felt a sense of unease and furrowed his brow, asking: "Itoi-kun, you seem off somehow... Are you ill?!"

  Imai Ichiro said with a expressionless face and an icy tone, "Consul General, Yamaguchi and the others' actions last night failed! They were completely crushed!"

  "What the...?!" Oshima Hiroshi was shocked, and his chopsticks slipped out of his hand. After about a minute, he came to his senses and asked: "What's going on here?!"

  "Now that I think about it, from the various reports gathered, the Shina people knew in advance when we would attack them. In other words, there are Shina spies around us."

  "Damn it!" Oshima Hiroshi roared, overturning the table in front of him and shouting at Imai Ichiro: "No matter what the cost, we must find out the Chinese spy! I'll tear him to pieces with my own hands!"

  "Hey! I'll go right away!" As Iwai Ichiro turned to leave, Oshima Hiro called out to him and said: "The Germans will definitely come looking for trouble about last night's incident. This is not something I'm suited to handle, you know what to do?!"

  Konishi Ichiro nodded slightly and said: "I understand!"

  Cheng Zhihao's residence in Germany was attacked by Japan, and the news quickly spread to the United States. US President Hoover immediately dispatched the Secretary of State to lodge a serious protest with Japan. In the end, under pressure from the US and Germany, after half a month of negotiations, Japan suffered heavy losses, first apologizing to Cheng Zhihao and providing economic compensation, and then being sanctioned by Cheng Zhihao's pharmaceutical factory, which subsequently imposed a penicillin embargo on Japan.

  "Afeng, you have five days left before school starts, how's your preparation going?" Cheng Zhihao walked into Lin Aofeng's room with a cup of freshly boiled milk. Lin Aofeng took the glass and said, "It's almost all ready."

  "Really almost done?!" Cheng Zhihao asked again.

  Lin Aofeng glared at Cheng Zhihao and said, "Little brother-in-law, when have I ever deceived you?! Why are you so distrustful of me?!"

  "No!" Cheng Zhihao was about to make excuses, but was immediately shut down by Lin Aofeng's words: "Is it because your sister-in-law is about to give birth and you're getting impatient?!"

  "Cough!" Cheng Zhihao sat dejectedly on the edge of Lin Aofeng's bed, saying: "You don't understand! You haven't experienced the feeling when a child is about to be born."

  "Alright! Alright! You'd better go keep your aunt company now! I don't feel anything now, but I will in the future!" Before Cheng Zhihao could finish speaking, Lin Aofeng handed him a glass and pushed him out of the room.

  Three days later, the morning was sunny and clear. According to the notice, Lin Ao Feng bid farewell to his uncle and aunt, carrying his luggage and admission letter, and took a car to rush to the military school.

  Arriving at the military school, Lin Ao Feng followed the guidance of the signboard to the reception office, handed over the admission notice, and was taken to the physical examination center. After an hour and 36 items of examination, Lin Ao Feng passed the examination smoothly. After completing all the formalities, he received his uniform and followed the soldier in charge of guiding new students to the dormitory door.

  The soldier on duty opened the door, took a look at the registration form in his hand and said: "Lin Ao Feng, your bed is on the left side, the first one."

  "Thank you!" Lin Aofeng walked into the dormitory with his bedding, and just as he had put down his things and hadn't even had time to make his bed, two more students walked in from outside carrying their own bedding. After they put down their things, Lin Aofeng walked over to them with a smile and greeted them: "Hello! My name is Lin Aofeng, I'm from China, and I'm in the first class of the Logistics Department."

  "Hello! My name is Hans von Johansson. You can call me Johansson, I am a Berliner from Germany. I'm a staff officer first class."

  "My name is George Dominic, Austrian. And I'm also a staff officer of your class."

  "Hello! I'm Mark Toni, a Viennese, first class counsellor." Just as Dominik finished speaking, a tall young man with a somewhat disheveled small pompadour walked in from outside carrying a bundle of clothes.

  The four of them shook hands with each other and returned to their own beds, starting to get busy. About half an hour later, the broadcast in the corridor sounded: "All first-year freshmen, change clothes within ten minutes and gather at the entrance of the dormitory! Listen clearly! Only ten minutes, exceeding the time will be recorded as a minor demerit once, three minor demerits will be exchanged for one major demerit, accumulating five major demerits will be expelled!"

  It was a breeze for Lin Ao Feng, who had been a soldier in his past life and had already developed the habit in this life. In just over a minute, Lin Ao Feng had changed into his clothes and rushed out of the dormitory.

  The instructor standing at the dormitory gate, timing with a stopwatch, was surprised to see Lin Ao Feng, the first one running out of the dormitory building. He looked at Lin Ao Feng in front of him with some disbelief, nodded his head unconsciously, and continued to look at the stopwatch. When the last digit on the stopwatch returned to zero, the instructor signaled the soldier on duty to close the dormitory gate, then opened the roll book and began to take attendance.

  After roll call, the duty soldier opened the door of the dormitory, and more than a dozen late students walked out from inside, standing silently on the other side. The instructor glanced at the late students, with a cold face said: "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Erwin Johannes Eugen Rommel. From now on, I will be your class teacher as well as your single subject officer."

  "Romel?! The Desert Fox?!" Lin Ao Feng, standing in the crowd, was shocked by the instructor's introduction, thinking he was dreaming, and quietly pinched his thigh to wake himself up. Feeling the pain, Lin Ao Feng immediately came back to reality, discreetly glanced at the expressions of the surrounding students with his peripheral vision, and then calmly listened to Romel's introduction again.

  Half an hour later, Long Mei Er gave the order to disperse. The students who were somewhat oppressed by Long Mei Er's strong aura suddenly let out a sigh of relief and walked towards their dormitory as if they had been granted amnesty. Just then, Long Mei Er suddenly called out: "Lin Ao Feng, come here for a moment!"

  Hearing the shout, Lin Ao Feng thought something was wrong and didn't dare to delay, quickly walking to Long Mei Er's front, saluting: "Instructor!"

  Long Mei'er ignored Lin Ao Feng, circled around him once, before opening his mouth to ask: "Have you been a soldier before?!"

  "Reporting officer, I have never been a soldier!" Lin Ao Feng replied decisively.

  Long Mei'er's eyes narrowed immediately after hearing Lin Ao Feng's words, revealing a faint killing intent. "I like honest people! If you haven't been a soldier, why can you change clothes and gather at the door in such a short time?!"

  "Reporting, sir!" Lin Aofeng replied loudly. "My teacher had studied in a German military academy before, so he gave me special training before I came to school in Germany."

  "So you're a military academy student from China?!" Rommel's tone gradually softened.

  Lin Aofeng let out a sigh of relief in his heart, but still maintained a serious tone and replied loudly: "I'm not a military school student, I studied architecture in China!"

  Romel, unable to find an answer, coldly commanded: "Alright! You can go back now!"

  "Yes!" Lin Aofeng responded with a single word, turned around and walked towards the dormitory. Looking at Lin Aofeng's back, Longmire asked his assistant instructor Carmides: "What do you think of this Chinese student?"

  "Very interesting young man, he has good potential. Very suitable for entering your special training camp."

  Lomile heard Carmades' words, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of sinister smile, and said: "I hope he doesn't disappoint me. Otherwise, he will be in big trouble!"

  "I should pray for him now. Hopefully his days won't be too difficult!" As he spoke, Kamedes and Rommel exchanged a glance, and in unison burst out laughing with Rommel.