Zheng Hongyi's expression remained unchanged; he simply asked calmly, "Oh? What makes you so dissatisfied? Tell me."
"The Third Battalion's victory was dishonorable!" Han Feng said, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth. "Their victory was neither honorable, nor fair, nor just!"
"Bang!"
He slammed his hand on the table, causing the enamel mug on the table to bounce.
"Military exercises are simulated battlefields, but even more so, they are a touchstone for testing the quality and style of our soldiers! What do we soldiers value? We value integrity, bravery, tenacity, and real combat! But what about Battalion No. 3? Comrade Lei Kuan, how have the soldiers you trained behaved?"
Han Feng pointed at the group of people from Battalion No. 3 opposite him, his fingers trembling slightly from the force.
"From beginning to end, they were engaging in underhanded tactics! Sneak attacks, fraud, forgery, deception! This is not warfare; it's clearly the thuggish methods of street thugs in the old society! It's the kind of espionage tricks that only the Kuomintang reactionaries would use!"
The moment the words "espionage tactics" were uttered, the temperature in the conference room seemed to drop several degrees.
Han Feng became increasingly agitated, spitting as he spoke.
"The most shameful thing is that they actually imitated the voices of our soldiers and used captured walkie-talkies to transmit false intelligence and deceive our main force! This is an unprecedented scandal! It is a despicable act that has never occurred before in the history of our army!"
He suddenly turned to Zheng Hongyi, leaning forward slightly, adopting a pained and indignant posture.
"Reporting to Minister Zheng! I implore you to investigate thoroughly! Our Second Battalion does not accept this victory achieved through intrigue and deceit!"
"This is not only an insult to our Second Battalion, but also a desecration of our uniforms! If this kind of unhealthy trend is encouraged, how can we lead troops in the future? Are we going to teach our soldiers that fighting doesn't require marksmanship, willpower, or bloodshed, but only backstabbing and deception?!"
"Can this kind of army still be called a people's army? Isn't this kind of victory the greatest irony to those soldiers who fought bravely on the front lines?!"
He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, and he spoke in a "righteous and stern" and "passionate" manner, as if he were the embodiment of justice and honor.
That hat is way too big.
The issue of tactics in a single exercise was blown out of proportion and elevated to a matter of the entire army's conduct and ideology.
In this era where everything emphasizes "red lineage" and "political correctness," this is a politically critical issue that can be fatal.
Once this "unhealthy trend" is confirmed, not only will the victory of the Third Battalion be canceled and Chief Instructor Lei Kuan be punished, but the main participants, such as Jiang Yan and Su An, will also have a major stain on their records and will never be able to get ahead in the military again.
The atmosphere in the meeting room instantly plummeted to freezing point.
Lei Kuan's usually expressionless face showed a barely perceptible furrow of his brow.
Gao Kai, Zhuo Yue, and Xu Gaogui's faces all changed, turning ashen.
They were all passionate young men, and had never witnessed such a blatant distortion of truth and moral depravity. They only knew they had won, won beautifully, and won with satisfaction, but they never imagined the other side could be so shameless.
Gao Kai could no longer hold back. He stood up abruptly and roared, "You bastard surnamed Han! You're talking nonsense! You lost, so what? What kind of skill is it to spew insults here?!"
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