Chapter 17: Born for Battle!

  "Fools! They should be hanged, Baral and Mahan should both be court-martialed! Who do those two idiots think they are? Iron-blooded warriors... Don't interrupt me, I won't forgive them! Their actions are simply unforgivable!"

  In the office, Xu Yang held a telegram in his hand, burning with anger and feeling indignant.

  Rick and Joseph had never seen Xu Yang lose his temper before, so they didn't understand why he was so furious after receiving the telegram. After all, his classmates at Wharton were doing exceptionally well. The contents of the telegram read: "The first batch of students who graduated from the Young Pioneer Military Academy, Balal and Mahan, were wounded in a counter-espionage operation, but they continued to fight bravely without retreating, setting an example for German soldiers and making the German nation proud!"

  In consideration of the present need for innumerable good examples in Germany, Balser and Mahn will be awarded the Iron Cross Second Class.

  Few people know how eagerly Xu Yang looked forward to the first batch of students who graduated from "Seedling". He spent several years teaching them new tactics and high-level strategic ideas for future wars, writing down everything he could think of without reservation, and personally guiding them. In countless expensive drills, materials and money were consumed, enough to equip an infantry regiment at that time. Now? Baral and Mahan, who are already lieutenants, actually treated themselves as ordinary soldiers in the charge!

  Xu Yang's heart felt like it was being stabbed with a knife when he heard that the two were seriously injured. He didn't want to exchange them for two urns of ashes. In his mind, Balal was an indispensable figure in the Third Regiment, and Balal had a natural talent for sniping. The armored regiment's anti-tank infantry should be formed by Balal, and on future battlefields, Balal's troops would be equipped with specialized anti-tank guns to work with the artillery like ghosts, inflicting maximum damage on enemy tanks. And now!!! He was fighting desperately in that meaningless guerrilla war?!

  Xu Yang tore the telegram into shreds. He kicked the office desk violently, "Ma Han was shot in the thigh? Needs to rest for a year or even longer? Why doesn't he just die!"

  Xu Yang had no reason not to shout loudly. Ma Han was absolutely a good fire support commander, which is the most needed talent for an armored unit. Before the tank troops charged forward, they often needed their own artillery to repeatedly cover the enemy's position with firepower, paralyzing the enemy's position and reducing the danger of their own tank troops charging forward.

  Firepower coverage is not just about simply firing at the enemy position, there are many things to do; observe the enemy's position, survey the enemy's hidden firepower points, find out the location of the enemy's hidden artillery, and selectively carry out high-intensity shelling. This requires extremely excellent observation ability and adventurous spirit, commanders need to painstakingly search for valuable intelligence from reconnaissance soldiers' survey materials, then choose the type of shells, sometimes even need to approach the enemy position before armored troops.

  Ma Han has a spirit of adventure, what's even more precious is that he is very sensitive and has an excellent grasp of the rhythm of gunfire!

  Now, two people were injured in a meaningless battle. Ma Han, who was lightly wounded, needs to rest for a year and undergo physical therapy on his leg until he can walk normally before continuing to serve. Baral, who is severely dehydrated, needs at least half a year of bed rest. The doctor diagnosed that his lungs are problematic, similar to severe dehydration caused by overexertion, and may leave sequelae in the future. With the initial establishment of the 3rd Armored Division requiring many talents in various aspects, two mid-level commanders planned by Xu Yang were injured, how can he not go mad!

  A knock at the door, a pretty secretary carefully opened it and said, "Sir, there is a Mr. Erwin Rommel to see you."

  Xu Yang was in a rage and had no mood to see anyone. He didn't even turn his head, "Don't come! I won't see anyone! Tell him to get out!"

  The female secretary was frightened and didn't know whether she should say what came next or not.

  "Wait a minute..." Xuyang suppressed his anger, "Who is it that wants to see me?"

  Rick found that the female secretary was speechless, and repeated on her behalf, "Your Excellency, it's a man named Erwin Rommel who wants to see you." He used honorific language.

  Xu Yang's expression looked very confused, "Erwin-Romel? Do I know someone like that? Aisha, did he say what was going on?"

  Ai Sha Ni, 22 years old, is Xu Yang's female secretary. She just graduated from the Berlin Military Academy, majoring in secretarial and medical care. After graduation, she was arranged by the head of the First Hall of the Prime Minister's Office to come to the Third Armored Division. Originally, she was assigned as a medical officer, but for some reason, she was arranged to become Xu Yang's office secretary by some kind of mysterious force.

  She looked like a little rabbit that had been scared stiff. "I... he said you might be able to use him."

  Xu Yang seemed to recall something, "Erlwin-Rommel? The tactics instructor from the Dresden Infantry School? That guy who always advocated for preemptive strikes?"

  Joseph walked over and whispered in Aisha's ear, "Alright, miss. Go get that Mr. Erwin-Romel over here. Remember not to alarm anyone."

  Rick knew that Xu Yang's anger had dissipated, and he casually found a chair to sit down. "Let me think... Ah... Erwin Rommel, 43 years old this year, former commander of the Goslar City Light Cavalry Regiment, currently serving as a tactics instructor at the Dresden Infantry School. He is almost alive for the sake of pursuing fame and honor, and has thought about publishing a tactical textbook on "Infantry Attack" many times, but unfortunately no one is willing to sponsor it. I think he came to find you probably to gain honor?"

  Joseph turned around and asked a question he had just thought of, "Sir, what you said about the Iron Blood Warrior is...?"

  Xu Yang still felt a bit suffocated and out of breath. "A monster that can't be killed." He walked over to the file cabinet and started rummaging through it.

  "Found it!" Xu Yang held the document and opened it, a black-and-white photo first appeared before his eyes. The photo was of a short and thin military officer, with piercing eyes that gave off a very spirited feeling. The document was densely filled with information about Rommel, from when he was born to which unit he served in after enlisting.

  Rick had a knowing look on his face, all the documents in the file cabinet were collected by him.

  "I said how come I'm so familiar with him, it turns out to be the famous Desert Fox!" Xu Yang involuntarily shouted, his mood improved a bit, he decided to take a good look at this tactical instructor from Dresden Infantry School who came to surrender.

  Joseph wanted to ask again, but a knock at the door made him swallow his words.

  Ai Sha'er was startled just now. This time she didn't dare to push the door open, but instead asked from outside: "Sir, may I come in?"

  "Come in!" said Joseph, still maintaining his royal demeanor.

  The door was opened and a slender man in casual clothes stood upright outside the door, his sharp eyes scanning the three people inside the room, nodding slightly.

  "Come in, come in..." Joseph suddenly felt like he had become the restaurant's doorman. "Aisha, help Mr. Balmoral with a cup of coffee."

  Romel walked with a military posture, looking a bit arrogant, but the flirtatious gaze was seen by Xu Yang and the others.

  Xu Yang found that Rommel gave people a feeling of frustration called "having talent but not meeting the opportunity". In his later years, Rommel did not want to spend his life in the military academy, so he was always looking for opportunities. It can be said that he had a very obvious temperament, which is to pursue his own stage at all times.

  Despite wearing casual clothes, Long Mei still gave Xu Yang a military salute and shouted in a loud voice, "Pay respects to you! Lord Stardock!"

  Xu Yang smiled for the first time today, he returned the gift, without wasting any words, "I know what you want, I can give you the stage, and what you have to pay is loyalty!"

  "Your Excellency?" Rommel knew he had not come in vain, his long-held wish was finally to be fulfilled. "If you can give me the stage, I will offer you: Your subordinate Erwin - Rommel's absolute loyalty!"