After hearing Lieutenant Albert Dill's answer, the colonel felt sick all over.

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

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

What's more, the Chief of the General Staff will come in person to inspect the training results six months later. If the effect is not good, it might be my fault.

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

Lieutenant Albert Dill was unable to understand the Colonel's feelings and continued to ask about his plans for the day.

"Sir, do you need me to make an appointment for you to visit His Excellency the Commander?"

"Mr. Lieutenant, I've been exhausted today, so I won't meet with Colonel Fang for now.

Please tell Colonel Fang that I want to meet him tomorrow morning."

...

...

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

Rather than using the tone of a subordinate visiting a superior.

From this we can see that in the colonel's heart, Fang Lang is still not convinced.

He didn't know whether it was because the other party was his former subordinate, or because the army's arrogance made him unable to bow to the navy.

In the eyes of others, such people are disrespectful, ignorant of the times, and hopelessly arrogant.

“Yes, sir.

Then I will help you make an appointment with the commander-in-chief right now."

I don't know why, but at this moment, the colonel felt that Lieutenant Albert Dill's words always made him feel very uncomfortable.

For a moment, I couldn't find any words to refute, so I could only turn around helplessly and walk into my new home.

Lieutenant Albert Dill looked at the colonel's back as he disappeared at the door of the house, turned around and got into the car. The smile on his face disappeared in an instant.

…

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

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

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

He personally went downstairs in the headquarters to meet the person, and after a long exchange of greetings, he brought the person into the office.

It was as if he had no idea what happened yesterday.

Colonel Waldo Granma didn't feel that he had done anything wrong yesterday, so he didn't feel any psychological burden.

"Colonel Fang, it's all in the past, and since you are indeed busy with military affairs, I won't make a fuss 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 Granma's attitude, and instead said with admiration:

"Of course you can do it anytime!

Alas! You don't know that I am now worried about the shortage of carrier-based aircraft pilots!

I don't have time to take care of the Marine Corps' affairs, so I let the battalion commanders take charge of them themselves.

It's just right that you're here, I can relax a little bit.

How about this! Wait a moment, I'll have someone call the five battalion commanders of the Marine Corps over.

From now on, you will be in charge of the Marine Corps."

After that, he picked up the phone on the desk, dialed it, and said into the phone:

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

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

Colonel Waldo Granma was very satisfied with Fang Lang's attitude and finally smiled.

Sitting on the sofa in Fang Lang's office, he leaned back involuntarily, his legs unconsciously resting on the coffee table.

Fang Lang acted as if he hadn't seen it and ordered someone to make a cup of coffee for Colonel Waldo Granma.

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

Our superiors have given us the organization of a brigade!

We can be bolder!

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

Both battalions were organized as armored battalions, so that we had an armored assault force.

You are also a veteran who participated in the European War. You should know that armored vehicles are the future of the army."

Hearing Colonel Waldo Granma talking endlessly about his ideas, Fang Lang also listened to his opinions carefully like a student.

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

From the German tank blitzkrieg to the Soviet tank cluster, he spoke eloquently and in a very exaggerated way.

Fang Lang listened carefully to the other party's boasting and quickly drew a conclusion from his words.

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

Finally, the other party might have felt thirsty from what he said, so he picked up the coffee and took a sip.

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

"Mr. Colonel is really amazing. Hearing this makes my blood boil. I admire you! I admire you!"

After hearing Fang Lang's praise, Colonel Waldo Granma's face lit up, and he felt that he had met a soulmate.

Then Fang Lang continued:

“I have benefited a lot from listening to the Colonel’s assessment of the Army’s future combat methods!

However, we are the navy, and 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. ”

Hearing Fang Lang's words, Colonel Waldo Granma's hand holding the coffee suddenly stopped in mid-air.

My head buzzed and I almost couldn't wrap my head around it.

After a long while, he said hesitantly:

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

Fang Lang waved his hands quickly and said:

“No, no, Mr. Colonel, the Army is the Army and the Marines are the Marines.

The large-scale tank operations you just mentioned are about finding weak points to break through, penetrate, detour and other tactics to divide and surround the enemy and destroy them.

These are the Army's tactical missions.

But the Marine Corps is not the Army. The Marine Corps' mission is amphibious operations, beach landings, and opening up channels for subsequent large-scale attacks.

This is different.”

Fang Lang's words made Colonel Waldo Granma freeze in place.

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

But when I first came here, I was talking about my old profession!

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

I don't know what string in my brain was suddenly plucked, and the colonel said:

"The Marine Corps must also have armored units!"

Fang Lang seemed to have just reacted, and slapped his thigh and said:

"Oh yeah! The Marine Corps also needs armored units."

After thinking for a while, he said:

"Alas! I was confined by the navy's thinking. I forgot that the Marine Corps also has armored units.

I wonder what you think about the tactics of the Marine Corps armored forces, Colonel? Please share your thoughts so that I can have some thoughts on them."

Colonel Waldo Granma felt that at this moment, he could no longer find the feeling of being a soulmate in Fang Lang. It seemed that everything that had just happened was an illusion.

However, as an officer who had experienced war, the colonel quickly adjusted his state and said bluntly:

"Colonel Fang, since you are a navy officer, then do your job well!

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

At this moment, a little man popped up in Fang Lang's mind, with one hand on his waist, pointing at Colonel Waldo Granma and saying:

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

He understood in his heart that the other party had never studied the positioning of the Marine Corps, let alone understood the tactics of the Marine Corps.

“Well! Colonel Waldo Granma has a point, but I heard what you just said about the organization of the Marine Corps.

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

Therefore, the two-regiment formation plan just mentioned by the Colonel cannot be realized."

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

"What? This is my army. Why should you amateurs decide how to organize it?

You are just 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 party was like a lit powder keg, it exploded with a "bang".

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

“Colonel, please be careful with your words, the Marines are first and foremost a national defense force of the Brazilian Navy.

What you call your troops are the Marines of the First Fleet of the Brazilian Navy. As the commander-in-chief of the First Fleet of the Brazilian Navy and your superior, I have full authority to decide the organization of the troops.

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

The way you lie on the sofa has seriously damaged the image of the Brazilian Navy.

Considering 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 US Advisory Group, and as the commander of the Marine Corps, you should lead by example.

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

Fang Lang, sitting at his desk, spoke in a stern tone, with a serious expression and fierce eyes.

These powerful words and the majestic aura were like a slap in the face to the furious Colonel Waldo Granma, chilling him to the core.

This is exactly the question 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 was going to be led by this young man who was nearly twenty years younger than him.

When he was a lieutenant colonel and the head of a regiment, this young man was just a small soldier.

Why should I, as his former superior, accept his leadership now that we have the same rank of colonel?

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.

He just wanted to suppress his opponent in momentum, but the opponent didn't give him any chance at all.

They even sent a small second lieutenant to the airport to greet us.

In his opinion, this was a humiliation to him.

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

Unexpectedly, Fang Lang actually came to greet him downstairs in the headquarters, which helped him regain some confidence after his momentum had been exhausted after the previous blow.

As a result, he fell into Fang Lang's trap, became too proud of himself, and was slapped to the ground by Fang Lang.