Chapter Eighteen: Burn It All Away - Leb

  Xu Yang raised a cup of milk, "Don't think I'm that complicated. These things can't be done by one person alone, hey... ouch, oh!" He was scalded by the hot milk on his mouth, "Good grief, it's still so hot after being left for so long."

  The partners wouldn't care if the milk was really hot or not, they made a contribution to this event with their self-affirmation and should be rewarded.

  Hohenheim was never a subtle person, "Stark, our household's old ghost says you're a genius. Hehe, the old ghost has demanded in the headquarters that after your graduation, you must work in his department. I'm really jealous of you, we're all jealous of you."

  Xu Yang was a bit helpless, "Comrades, do you really think I can come up with such a close-knit plan? Heaven! Genius? Let the title of genius go to hell! Oh... what did you say? Unified Department? I won't go to that place, a man's hot blood should be spilled on the battlefield."

  Genius? There is absolutely no such thing as genius in this world! Genius is; talent built on having a certain natural ability plus acquired effort.

  Yes! Can one person's power be against the entire organized institution? To put it correctly, Xu Yang only did a little bit in the whole event. He just avoided unnecessary losses for Germany. In the whole thing, he was just playing the role of a 'deceiver' who deceived his partners, his family and the national defense army. If we really want to say that he made some contributions, it can only be said that he served as a communication bridge between his partners' families, his own family and the national defense army.

  Gallagher's eyes sparkled with little stars, and he made no attempt to conceal his admiration for his elder brother. "Revered elder brother, your wisdom is beyond doubt. Your younger brother humbly seeks your guidance; how do you know the names of so many people? What use are those talents you consider valuable, and why must we divert the main force from our plan to rescue them?"

  Tan Su also had the same doubts, "Your 'unreasonable' demands have caused unnecessary losses to the National Defense Army. The National Defense Army has no choice but to accept the conditions of the Stormtrooper representatives, unconditionally guaranteeing their safety... perhaps you have some reasonable reason?"

  "This is a very sharp question! Xu Yang said: "What our world lacks is not genius, but talent. Wanting to completely eliminate the power of the National Socialist Party in one go is fundamentally impossible, even if we ignore the impact and completely erase the party, it's still an extremely difficult task."

  His tone was deep and long, more like a real self-talk: "The Nazi Party has its mission to exist, and before it completes its mission, erasing it is absolutely wrong. We have to admit that our Germany is sick. The Nazi Party is like a scalpel, the military and government are doctors holding the scalpel, what we need to do is not throw away the scalpel and let the wound expand indefinitely. How to apply this scalpel? It's simple, the scalpel must be controlled, not freely cutting German skin to create bigger wounds. The Storm Troopers are the sharp blade of this scalpel, we... no! What the military and government need to do is just dull the blade, make the scalpel lose its attacking nature."

  The room fell silent, as if it was a family heirloom. There were no idiots here; they needed time to digest the meaning of his words.

  "It is completely impossible for the stormtroopers to eliminate us by violence. The use of violence and force will only lead our country into the abyss of civil war."

  Ahlborn's political instincts were very sharp, "There is news from East Prussia that Polish freedom fighters (actually guerrilla units) are crossing the border and causing destruction. The Defense Army urgently wants to replenish fresh blood, and the Storm Troopers are the best supplement, aren't they?"

  Xu Yang looked at Olin with great approval, "Having a country without defense is truly a shameful thing! Now you understand why the National Socialist Party was not eradicated?"

  The small dormitory was filled with heavy breathing sounds, and it was unclear whether it was due to excitement or the oppressive atmosphere.

  Von-Sikte and Leb arrived at the door very early, intending to check if the students had consumed any prohibited items, such as cigarettes or alcoholic beverages. In the end, the two did not push open the door and enter, but instead stood outside listening quietly.

  "These young men have already matured." Feng Xiket was filled with satisfaction, trying to lower his voice.

  Leb didn't seem to have heard what von Siecht was saying, "Stark, and that little guy Olin, my Seventh Corps wants them!"

  "What?" von Secktor stared.

  Lebu has fallen into a kind of crazy illness, as if a child saw his favorite toy, focusing on getting it, directly ignoring everything that happened around him.

  Xu Yang raised the cup filled with milk again, "Comrades! No matter how the future becomes, we will always strive under one ideal! For Germany - Cheers!"

  "Cheers!!!"

  ……

  The next day, von Schlichting resumed his devil-may-care attitude and nearly abused all the cadets in the junior class. Those poor assistant instructors were docked one after another, some of them were kicked out without any special performance, and capable assistant instructors were quickly promoted. In the words of the assistant instructor, the respected old general must have been stimulated by something.

  Leb, this middle general who is full of ideas to lure excellent young people will be praised and has the hope to be promoted again to become a higher general. He personally wrote a petition report and submitted it to the commander-in-chief:

  Honorable Field Marshal, esteemed colleagues of the High Command; loyal soldiers of the nation humbly implore you to grant a small wish to a general who has labored for the country for half his life. In recent days, the situation in Munich has been brought under control. Your faithful Leeb is exhausted and feels insufficiently capable, so he presents a small wish: that the High Command would grant priority consideration to reserve officers from the military academy. Your faithful subordinate humbly requests that upon graduation, the three cadets Kahr von Staaden, Gabriel Olin, and Florian Odin-Gallieri be assigned to your faithful Seventh Military District under the command of Leeb.

  The reply from the General Headquarters is: Consider revoking the honorary title, attached reasons are not accepted. Two marshals specially noted: Don't have any other ideas, otherwise; Get out!!!!!

  Walter von Brauchitsch, upon learning of the news, also sent a letter. In it, Brauchitsch used foul language to condemn Leeb in righteous tones, saying that this little man dared not take possession of state property, otherwise he would get no further troop replacements!

  Lebu's little heart was hit, but he absolutely wouldn't give up! He started seeking colleagues with good relationships, but to no avail. A reply from a colleague even made him feel hostility; You XXOO Lebu, they are Laozi's! Dare to rob, Laozi will bring an army to you!

  The brave Leb was threatened and he tore up the letter, starting to think of other ways to achieve his goal.

  Leb had always thought that by hiding among a group of students, others would not be able to find him. Now he knew; it was useless. A commander as dashing as he was would stand out anywhere, like a firefly in the dark, so bright and outstanding. His majestic physique, resolute face, and the uniform with shining epaulets all betrayed him deeply.

  Something big is about to start, Lebu will let the students know; brothers, follow me and you won't go wrong!

  He abandoned the majesty of a lieutenant general, following behind the students to serve tea and water, that was called being busy with joy. But it seems... this method didn't work very well, everyone was like avoiding a plague god, able to avoid would avoid. A person who gives up their dignity will absolutely not get respect.

  LeBron decided to change his strategy and use warmth to change the "gold miners"' impression of him, he started to guide the assistant coaches in training.

  "Captain von Weickhmann, shouldn't the children stop and rest for a bit? Don't you think the training is too strenuous for them?"

  Feng Wei Xia gritted her teeth in hatred towards Leib who had been following her all day, "General, please do not interfere with my training course."

  Leb completely ignored the explicit regulations written in the officer's manual, came up with hundreds of reasons to explain why underdeveloped teenagers shouldn't do some training that wasn't suitable for them. As he spoke, he glanced at the students with a sideways glance, his heart cheering: Gold mines, brothers are awesome, right? Worship me, like me.

  "Hmm..." Lebu discovered a killing intent, the resentment was enough to make one's whole body tremble, and he stood stiffly in place, watching as the students ran past him one by one. The gazes that shot towards him were filled with disdain, as if telling Lebu: "Soft-footed" general, don't look down on us!

  Lebu was heartbroken, standing still with a dull expression on his face. Suddenly, Lebu seemed to remember something and raised his head sharply, as if a bright light had appeared on top of his head, "Wow wow wow wow..." A burst of strange laughter attracted countless gazes that looked at him like a madman.

  Feng Wei Xia sighed: "A good major general, gone mad like this..."

  Leb made a wise decision, he wanted to call a staff officer to strengthen the company and assist in the battle! As the saying goes, "many people have great power", or something like that, three shoe shiners are better than several pigs' brains? He decided not to think about it anymore, bid farewell with tears, turned around and rushed towards the camp, "Gold mines, wait for me, I will come back!!!" The silent scream filled that sad heart.

  ……

  Perhaps out of sympathy or something, Xu Yang somewhat admired LeBlanc's efforts, but... in any case, he himself would not be able to serve in Munich.

  After a series of physical training, they will return to the dormitory to wash and change into clean uniforms before heading to the teaching hall to study tactics. Long-term training has deeply penetrated their lives, with the traditional national defense army's way of walking, advancing in neat steps in a column of one class.

  Xu Yang has gone through special training and can now walk in goose steps very skillfully.

  A group of people had yet to approach the hall when they heard a group of women laughing and talking. The voices were coming from inside the lecture hall, which was simply unthinkable - a social gathering?

  "Yikes..."

  The door was pushed open, and thirty-eight students divided into four teams walked in with goose steps. The uniform footsteps echoed in the room, and the expressionless students sat down in their positions, completely ignoring those stunned women.

  The trainees sat up straighter than usual, as if everyone wanted to show off the masculine beauty of a soldier. They were excellent and proud national defenders!

  Karp continued to chat with the group of wealthy women, and only walked towards the podium after seeing the students sit down. He stood quietly beside the podium. At this time, Xu Yang and others stood up to greet Karp, a neat "hush" sound, and then sat back down again.

  "Alright! Take a seat." Kapur didn't bother to introduce the group of women dressed like nobility, "Yesterday we got up to logistics supply, today we'll continue with that course." He walked over and pulled off the white cloth covering the blackboard, which had a colorful map tacked to it. "Stark, pick up where you left off yesterday."

  Xu Yang slowly got up and walked towards the podium, in the middle of which he couldn't help but turn his head to see who those noble women were. Very suddenly, he found the figure of his mother Liriana, which excited him for a while, until Kapur waited impatiently again and shouted 'Stark' before he walked up to the podium in a daze.

  Xu Yang made an effort to adjust his thoughts, first quietly looking at the map for a while, then asking Kapur if he could start, before saying: "Yesterday we were talking about land supply theory... everyone look at the map." He picked up a pointer from the podium, "Here is Stettin, next to it is Danzig occupied by Poland. The rare metals and ordinary metals extracted in East Prussia (K?nigsberg), as well as the materials produced by the factories, cannot be directly transported back to Berlin by land. Stettin and Elbing are separated by Danzig, and these materials need to be transported by sea. Here is the port of Stettin, which receives goods from Elbing every week, the transport fleet has to pass through Poland's Danzig Bay, via Pomeranian Bay to the port of Stettin..."

  Karp at this time did not look like a tactical instructor, he looked more like a student who was concentrating on listening to Xu Yang's explanation. This is absolutely not a shameful thing, if you don't understand but pretend to, and teach wrong knowledge to students, then the impact will not be limited to just one generation.

  For a moment, the only sound that could be heard in the hall was the continuous "rustling" of pens on paper, which became the only rhythm.

  It is undeniable that Xu Yang's serious teaching appearance on the podium was very attractive, and those noble women, although they didn't understand, still quieted down.

  "Do you have anything you'd like to ask?"

  The sudden sound awakened this group of noble women from their reverie, and they had never thought that a child learning could also have such great charm. That seriousness, that focus, all exuded mature charm.

  Zamoy raised his hand, "Your Excellency, so according to your words; ensuring the safety of the sea route is the key to transporting supplies?"

  Xu Yang put down his baton, "Indeed, there is no guarantee of safety, and the sea line supply is just a waste of resources, as well as Germany's most precious marine soldiers."

  "How can we ensure safety on the sea route?" asked another student.

  Xu Yang's attention was no longer on the lecture, he looked at his mother, Liliana who was also looking at him. His mother, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, had tears welling up in her eyes...