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Hearing Second Lieutenant Albert Dill's answer, the colonel felt that he was not feeling well.

After six months of training, do I have to join the training team again?

He has no right to stop the training mobilization hosted by the Chief of General Staff of the Navy.

What's more, the chief of general staff will come in person to inspect the training results six months later. If the results are not good, it may be his own fault.

For a moment, Colonel Waldo Gramma regretted that he should not have reported so early.

Second Lieutenant Albert Dill could not understand the colonel's mood, but continued to ask about the colonel's arrangements for today.

"Sir, do you need me to make an appointment for you to visit the Commander-in-Chief?"

"Mr. Second Lieutenant, I have worked hard all the way today, so I won't meet with Colonel Fang for now.

Please help me tell Colonel Fang that I will meet with him tomorrow morning."

Mr. Colonel finally had to choose to take the initiative to meet Fang Lang, but he still stubbornly said that he wanted to meet him.

Instead of using the tone of a subordinate visiting a superior.

It can be seen from this that in Mr. Colonel’s heart, Fang Lang was never convinced.

He didn't know whether it was because the other party was his former subordinate, or whether it was because the Army's arrogance prevented him from bowing to the Navy.

In the eyes of others, this kind of person is disrespectful, ignorant of current affairs, and hopelessly arrogant.

"Yes, sir.

Then I will help you make an appointment to meet with the commander now."

I don’t know why? Mr. Colonel feels that Second Lieutenant Albert Dill’s words always make people very uncomfortable at this moment.

For a moment, I couldn't find the words to refute, so I turned around helplessly and walked into my new home.

Second Lieutenant Albert Dill looked at the colonel's back, disappeared at the door of the house, turned around and got into the car, and the smiling expression he had maintained disappeared instantly.

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"Colonel Waldo Gramma, I'm really sorry. I was discussing aircraft carrier tactics with the American adviser yesterday and I couldn't go to the airport to pick you up in person. Please don't take it to heart."

The next morning, Mr. Colonel showed up in Fang Lang's office.

Fang Langdao was very enthusiastic about the arrival of Colonel Waldo Gramma and gave him enough face.

I personally went downstairs to receive him at the headquarters. After a while of greetings, I brought him into the office.

It’s as if you don’t know anything about what happened yesterday.

Colonel Waldo Gramma didn’t feel that he had done anything wrong yesterday, so he felt no burden at all.

"Colonel Fang, the matter is over. Since you are really busy with military affairs, I won't care about it.

I came here today mainly to confirm when I can start taking over the work of the Marine Corps."

Fang Lang seemed unaware of Colonel Waldo Gramma's attitude, but instead said with admiration:

"Of course you can at any time!

Alas! You don’t know that I am currently troubled by the shortage of aircraft carrier-based aircraft pilots!

I don't have time to pay attention to the Marine Corps' matters. I leave them to each battalion commander to take charge.

You're here just in time, so I can relax a little bit.

Let's do this! Just wait a moment, I'll have the five battalion commanders of the Marine Corps called over.

From now on, you will be at the helm of the Marine Corps."

After saying that, he picked up the phone on his desk, dialed, and said to the phone:

"Ask the four battalion commanders of the Marine Corps to report to my office!"

Because Zhuang Xintian is still escorting treasures at sea and has not returned to Brazil, there are only four battalion commanders on duty.

Colonel Waldo Gramma was very satisfied when he saw Fang Lang's attitude, and finally had a smile on his face.

Sitting on the sofa in Fang Lang's office, he couldn't help but lie down on it, and his legs unconsciously rested on the coffee table.

As if Fang Lang hadn't seen him, he ordered someone to make a cup of coffee for Colonel Waldo Gramma.

"Colonel Fang, why do we only have five battalions of Marine Corps?

What our superiors gave us was the establishment of a brigade!

We can definitely be bolder!

My opinion is to organize it as two regiments plus an engineering battalion, an artillery battalion, and a guard company.

Both battalions are organized as armored battalions, so we have an armored assault force.

You are also a veteran who participated in the European War, so you should know very well that armored vehicles are the future of the Army."

Hearing Colonel Waldo Gramma talk about his ideas incessantly, Fang Lang also listened carefully to the other party's opinions like a student.

When Mr. Colonel saw Fang Lang listening with great interest, he immediately felt that he had found a rare soulmate, and he spoke even more energetically.

From the blitzkrieg of German tanks to the Soviet tank swarms, it’s so eloquent that it’s so exciting.

Fang Lang listened carefully to the other party's bragging and quickly came to a conclusion from the other party's words.

That is, tanks are the future, and an army without tanks cannot be called an army.

Finally, the other party, probably because he was thirsty, picked up the coffee and took a sip.

Fang Lang took the opportunity to cough twice, nodded seriously, looked at the other party with expectant eyes and said:

"Mr. Colonel is really awesome. My blood boils with excitement. I admire you! I admire you!"

After hearing Fang Lang's compliment, Colonel Waldo Gramma's face also lit up, feeling that he had met a soulmate.

Then I heard Fang Lang continue:

"I have benefited a lot from listening to Mr. Colonel's judgment on the Army's future combat methods!

However, we are the Navy. I would like to know what your thoughts are on the positioning and tactics of the Marine Corps?

I wonder if you can share it with me so that I can learn from it."

Upon hearing Fang Lang's words, Colonel Waldo Gramma's hand holding the coffee suddenly stopped in the air.

My head was buzzing, and I almost didn't turn around for a moment.

After a long while, he said hesitantly:

"Marines? Aren't the Marines also the Army?"

Fang Lang quickly waved his hand and said:

"No, no, Mr. Colonel, the Army is the Army and the Marine Corps is the Marine Corps.

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The tank corps battle you just mentioned involves finding weak points and using tactics such as breakthroughs, insertions, detours, etc. to divide, surround and destroy the enemy.

These are the Army's tactical tasks.

But the Marine Corps is not the Army. The mission of the Marine Corps is amphibious operations, landing on beaches, and opening the way for subsequent large-scale attacks.

This is different."

Fang Lang's words left Colonel Waldo Gramma stunned.

He felt that God had played a huge joke on him. It turns out that the Marine Corps is not the Army!

But when I first came here, I said that it was my old profession!

At this moment, Colonel Waldo Gramma felt that the world was full of malice towards him.

I don’t know which string in my mind was suddenly plucked, Mr. Colonel said:

"The Marine Corps also needs armored units!"

Fang Lang seemed to have just reacted, patting his thigh and saying:

"Yes! The Marine Corps also needs armored units."

After thinking for a while he said:

"Alas! It's the navy's thinking that has imprisoned me. I forgot that the Marine Corps also needs armored units.

I don’t know what Mr. Colonel’s thoughts are about the tactics of the Marine Corps’ armored forces. You might as well tell me and let me take a closer look.”

Colonel Waldo Gramma felt that at this moment, he could no longer find the feeling of a close friend in Fang Lang. It seemed that everything just now was an illusion.

But after all, he was an officer who had experienced war. The colonel quickly adjusted his attitude and said politely:

"Colonel Fang, since you are in the navy, then do your job well in the navy!

Just leave the Marine Corps matters to me, and I will be able to give you a big surprise when the time comes!"

At this moment, a little man appeared in Fang Lang's mind with one hand on his hips, pointing at Colonel Waldo Gramma and saying:

"He's anxious! Look how anxious he is!"

I still don't understand. The other party has never studied the positioning of the Marine Corps, let alone understands the tactics of the Marine Corps.

"Well! What Colonel Waldo Gramma said makes sense, but I heard you just said something about the establishment of the Marine Corps.

I want to explain to you in advance that after consultation between General Crook and I, our navy will only have five battalions, and each battalion is an independent combat unit.

Therefore, the formation plan of the two regiments just mentioned by Mr. Colonel cannot be realized."

Fang Lang's words made Colonel Waldo Gramma's face turn ugly. His legs that were placed on the coffee table suddenly fell to the ground, and his whole body jumped up from the sofa.

"What? This is my army, why should you laymen decide how to organize it?

Even if you are messing around, you must follow my organization plan, and the appointment of the two group leaders must be decided by me.

Colonel Fang, you must remember that I am in charge of my troops."

Seeing the other person is like a lit gunpowder keg, and it explodes.

Fang Lang couldn't help but look down on him even more.

"Mr. Colonel, please pay attention to your words. The Marine Corps is first and foremost a defense force belonging to the Brazilian Navy.

And what you call, your troops, belong to the Marine Corps of the Brazilian Navy's First Fleet, and I, as the commander-in-chief of the Brazilian Navy's First Fleet, and as your superior, have full authority to decide on the organization of the troops.

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I am very dissatisfied with your performance today. You lack the most basic respect for superior officers.

Your posture lying on the sofa has seriously damaged the image of the Brazilian Navy.

In view of your performance today, I think you need to undergo complete military training again.

It just so happens that all members of the Marine Corps are now receiving training from the American Advisory Group, and as the commander of the Marine Corps, you should lead by example.

Starting from this afternoon, you can go to the training ground and train with everyone!"

Fang Lang, who was sitting behind his desk, had a stern tone, serious expression and fierce eyes.

Speaking these sonorous and powerful words, the majestic aura gave the furious Colonel Waldo Gramma a warning, and he was hit with cold water, which completely chilled the colonel.

This is exactly the problem that the colonel is trying to avoid. Doesn't he know that Fang Lang is his superior? Of course he knows.

But he couldn't accept that he had to be led by this young man who was nearly twenty years younger than him.

When he was the commander of the lieutenant colonel, this young man was just a soldier.

Why should I, as his former superior, accept his leadership now that I share the rank of colonel with him?

He was very unconvinced, so as soon as he arrived at the First Fleet, he asked Fang Lang to go to the airport to greet him in person.

Just to be able to overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum, but the opponent didn't give him a chance at all.

They even just sent a small second lieutenant to greet them at the airport.

In his opinion, this is simply a humiliation to him.

Originally, he was going to come over to visit Fang Lang in person this morning, but he was still very unhappy.

Unexpectedly, Fang Lang went to greet him downstairs at the headquarters, allowing him to regain some confidence after experiencing the previous blows that had weakened him.

As a result, he fell into Fang Lang's way and got carried away with himself. Fang Lang slapped him on the ground and rubbed him.

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