Volume 1: Under the Name of Rise Chapter 7: My Companion

  The Junker nobility has strict requirements for banquets, and the table is not allowed to be filled with overly luxurious food that can't be eaten. Many times, their dining style is very demanding. The Junker nobility is accustomed to a 'processional' way of serving dishes, and bringing up new food before the previous dish has been finished is considered impolite.

  The dinner was arranged on a peculiar attic with good views and fresh air, where guests could enjoy the iconic buildings of Munich while eating, making them feel luxurious.

  The host of the dinner party, a noble family, usually arranges local specialties on the menu. For example, a small bucket of fermented dark beer and a plate of roasted pig's feet with excellent color, fragrance, and taste are generally arranged as the main course for this dinner party, which is a sign of respect for the guests and an invitation to welcome them again next time.

  Xu Yang deliberately sat on Hitler's right side, and he whispered to Hitler.

  "Hmm...hmm..." Hitler swallowed the food in his mouth, "My young friend, establishing a military school is not allowed, a youth military school..." He hesitated for a moment, "Your idea is good, I will help you as much as I can."

  Xu Yang's appetite was very poor, and the doctor suggested that he must stop eating high-calorie foods for a period of time. He said: "My proposal has been supported by many people, especially retired General Feng Xikui."

  Hitler was apparently surprised, "Oh? Alright!" He put down the utensils in his hand, "If we can get the support of General von Seekt, I believe the Reichswehr has no reason to oppose." He became somewhat excited, "Although General von Seekt retired in '26, he still has an irreplaceable reputation in the Reichswehr today. I have great respect for General von Seekt, who refused a field marshal promotion when he retired, truly a man of noble character!"

  Xu Yang said: "Yes, General Feng-Xi Ke is indeed a great man! Do you know? When I mentioned that I wanted to raise funds for the establishment of a youth military school in my personal name, General Feng-Xi Ke said he would come to teach at the school."

  Hitler asked: "Is it? That's good! Does your father agree with your proposal?"

  Xu Yang nodded happily: "Of course! My father, your business partner, agrees with my proposal and will personally meet with the Junkers (masters) from other regions to discuss it. He suggests selecting the best young Junkers born around 1915 to be recruited into military school."

  Hitler didn't ask any more questions and once again picked up his utensils to launch an attack on the food in his plate.

  Xu Yang understood that Hitler had already grasped the importance of establishing a military academy, and at this time Hitler was silent, thinking about how to benefit from this matter.

  On the other hand, Helena was happily chatting with Simmel, doing her best to win support for the National Socialist Party. The way she spoke was impeccable, and just to attend this dinner party, she used the half hour before it started to go home and change into a lady's evening dress suitable for a banquet.

  Xin Mu Le is currently a bachelor, and he was deeply attracted to Hailiana's elegance. After learning that Hailiana was already married and had children, he wore disappointment on his face, "A lady as excellent as you should have a happy family."

  "Thank you!" Helena noticed the disappointed look on Simmel's face, but she didn't want to bring up her private life at the dinner party. She changed the subject, "Little Stark is a great kid, the people of Munich like him, do you know what he's been up to?"

  Lipsett, who had just finished a mug of dark beer, came over on hearing the words, "Kern? This young fellow is quite something, I hear he has very high military aptitude?"

  As a woman, Helena was quite ignorant of military matters. She politely spoke about some things that Xu Yang had done, and then emphasized the close relationship between Xu Yang and Adolf Hitler, the leader of the Nazi Party.

  Helena's affability, evident at all times in her demeanor, earned her a lot of points and made her unbeatable in conversations. Meanwhile, Goebbels, the propaganda minister of the Nazi Party, sat alone at one corner of the dinner table, watching others converse while drinking alone, his gaze often fixed on his revered leader, Hitler.

  Goebbels had an extremely fanatical worship of Hitler, and his speeches were deeply convinced. It can be said that the reason why he worked so hard was partly because of Hitler's appreciation for him, and a larger part came from the motivation given by his worship of Hitler.

  The host of the dinner party, Hal, was chatting with Gallifo and others, a relaxed smile on his face, but his words had the effect of dropping a heavy bombshell.

  "What you are doing will cause controversy, the third article of the Treaty of Versailles clearly states that our country abolishes universal conscription, the army cannot exceed 100,000 people, the navy can only retain light surface vessels and must not own main force ships and submarines, and is not allowed to have an air force." This is a common view.

  "No. I think it's necessary to set up a military academy for reserve officers." The speaker was that clever fat man, and when he knew this suggestion was put forward by Xuyang, he knew it was time for him to return the favor!

  Bodri said slyly, "Little Stark should have a place to relax that's different from ordinary people. This place must be big enough and needs many companions. Doesn't he always like sports? Look...” He pointed at Xuyang who was concentrating on eating on the other side, “This little guy is really strong!”

  A group of old men with cunning smiles simultaneously attracted attention and beckoned Xu Yang over.

  Harold thought for a moment, then stood up excitedly and said: "Kahn, come over here and thank your uncles."

  Xu Yang's head was full of question marks, but he still thanked those adults who were laughing like foxes one by one. He asked: "I hope to have the honor of sharing your joy?"

  Lipsett burst out laughing: "The future soldiers of the National Defense Army... huh? General. We're sharing your joy, and the old guys unanimously decided that we should find you a partner to enjoy the fun from sports together."

  Xu Yang is absolutely not a foolish person, he was overjoyed and couldn't calm himself down, "Really? That's great!"

  Bodri-Herz tossed the roasted pig's trotter in his hand, waddling over to Xu Yang with a jiggling belly. He wanted to show off his acting skills, so he deliberately scrunched up the fat on his face and leaned in, fawning: "General sir, do you have a girlfriend? My granddaughter Lily is a very lovely girl..."

  Laughter echoes in the night sky of Munich...

  It was noon, under the scorching sun, a group of teenagers with an average age of 14 or 15 years old wore a set of gray military uniforms and stood in formation. Perhaps due to winter considerations, the surroundings were filled with burning firewood to increase the temperature. They had sweat all over their foreheads, and their clothes stuck to their bodies due to sweating, but under the strict gaze of the instructor, no one dared to move easily. If someone couldn't bear it and moved, the strict instructor would walk over in the first time, whip the mover's buttocks with a whip.

  The strict instructor was none other than Johannes-Friedrich-Leopold-Sieckte, later known as the father of Germany's 100,000-man army.

  Feng Weixi was a strict man who had very rigid requirements for soldiers' standing posture, believing that an excellent soldier should start by demanding himself from the most basic military discipline. Standing in the scorching sun for two hours every day was the most basic training subject, which was the most basic endurance training for a soldier.

  After this lesson is over, there will be a half-hour break, but the soldiers cannot move freely and must stay together in their squads.

  Such training has been going on for half a month.

  Xu Yang's past life had been a soldier, so he was no stranger to basic training. However, such dry and tedious training really made people feel suffocated. His companions fantasized every day about quickly ending this training and mastering the use of weapons. Of course, it would be even better if Feng Xike could be more gentle with them.

  ……

  This is a farm on the outskirts of Munich, which is under the name of the Starker family and is now being converted into a military training ground.

  This non-military school has a great name - Sprout Fitness Club.

  The Young Blade Club currently has thirty-eight members, all of whom are young men selected from the numerous noble families of the von Krock family. As their coach, fifteen officers transferred from the national defense army serve as assistant coaches for this club. Compared to the few students, there seem to be more teachers, but this also shows how much importance the von Krocks attach to this military academy and how eagerly they look forward to it.

  Currently, the training equipment and qualified venues of the Youmeng Sports Club are still under construction, so Xu Yang and his 38 teammates can only live in a simple farmhouse dormitory.

  Not far from where this group of young men were training, there was a group of migrant workers who had been hired to build the facility. They worked with passion and enthusiasm. Don't think it's because they care about Germany's future; they're just happy to earn some living expenses every day.

  At this time, the sky floated with goose feather-like snow, and the snow fell on the burning firewood, emitting a foul smell. The students' faces began to look a bit unsightly, and finally, when they couldn't hold on any longer, under the assistant instructor's loud shouting, they crawled up from the ground, quickly formed a square formation relying on their usual training, and left this place.

  In the training process, trainees develop a habit of never speaking during training and only focus on learning each skill.

  The goose step is also a skill, they lift their right foot at the same time under the instructor's request, and the way of walking is quite strange, swinging only one arm, with five fingers stretched out and curled up when the right hand swings, and the left hand holding the waistband, then pressing the toe to kick the regular step, the way of walking looks like a goose with its head held high. This is Germany's unique goose step.

  In this group of lively young men came walking, although without the formal military momentum, but also with neat movements and a unique flavor.

  Xu Yang and the others had not been given weapons yet, which made them regretful. They hoped even more eagerly that they could meet the instructor's requirements as soon as possible, hold up their weapons and stand in a cool and respectful posture like the warriors.

  Xu Yang stands out among his peers, with a robust physique honed from years of self-training since childhood. Not a hint of inexperience can be seen on him. However, he often makes mistakes, at least in the eyes of his instructor, that is an error.

  Let's take the goose step as an example. Xu was unable to get used to this unique way of walking. In his bones, the strong and powerful pace he received in his previous life was his favorite. The force of swinging his arms seemed to be able to split open boulders, and the whole body shaking with excitement when lifting his feet and advancing forward could only evoke the combat desire as a warrior!

  In a solemn atmosphere, a single collision sounded so out of place.

  "Kahn von Strack!!!! Come out here!!!" It was a furious roar.

  Xu Yang knew he was in trouble again, having just fallen into a daydream of his past life. He accidentally kicked the heel of a student in front of him and quickly ran out to stand before the furious-looking Von-Siktekt, shouting loudly: "Student number K001, First Class, Class Leader Kaen-Von-Stark salutes you!"

  Feng Xike slapped him harshly and shouted loudly: "Why do you always make this mistake!"

  Xu Yang knew that at this moment, he could only quietly listen, not explain, not show dissatisfaction, and still bravely look into Feng Xike's eyes and stare straight at him, otherwise the punishment would definitely be doubled.

  Finally, Xu Yang could only dejectedly repeat the military steps by himself under the strict supervision of the instructor. From lifting his feet to swinging his single arm, these actions had to be repeated until the instructor was satisfied. It wasn't enough that he was being punished this way; he also had to stand in the scorching sun and maintain a qualified military posture for an hour, after which he would have to repeat all the actions the trainees had done during training again.

  Friedrich Olaf Galerich is the son of Xu Yang's aunt (thirteen years old this year), that is, the person who was kicked by Xu Yang and fell to the ground. He looked at his lonely cousin standing on the sidelines with sympathetic eyes, but he was secretly laughing in his heart. For this excellent cousin, Galerich has always been very admiring. When his father told him that he would go to Munich to train with Xu Yang in the future, he was extremely excited, which also led to his frequent insomnia. However, he is a person who can comfort himself very well. He regards it as a gain and loss, living with an excellent cousin, what's insomnia?

  The dull training (at least that's what the trainees thought) ended at 5:30 in the evening, and these young men finally returned to their youthful nature, wildly rushing towards the simple cafeteria, leaving only Xuyang who was still being punished on the field...