Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 700 The Barbecue Master Returns from the European Battlefield
"Who wants to see me?"

He Songling received the message from little Joseph and walked out of the camp yawning.

Two days ago, Joseph Jr. told He Songling that because of his training, his driving skills, reaction speed, and physical fitness have been greatly improved, and his actual combat ability has also shown results.

Moreover, under the infusion of He Songling's messy "weird ideas", Joseph Jr., with his IQ as a top student at Harvard, actually managed to extract a seemingly effective air force system and fighter development trend from those useless nonsense.

This quickly earned Joseph Jr. the attention of his superiors. During wartime, any change could determine the outcome of the battle.

"I heard that he was an air force combat master specially summoned back from the front line of the European battlefield."

Little Joseph said as he adjusted his military uniform, "He is indeed quite capable. Originally, the superiors only said they wanted to meet me, but when he came back from the European battlefield, without any accurate intelligence, he was sure that someone must have given me some guidance. Otherwise, my abilities would not have improved so much in such a short time."

"What are you saying? Isn't it possible that someone suddenly has an epiphany and makes great progress?" He Songling was a little dissatisfied. He glanced at the sun and said unhappily, "It's only nine o'clock in the morning. You old American bureaucrats are calling me so early. Do you really think you are the masters? When I'm in Old Zhong, even the bald guy doesn't dare to disturb my sleep in the morning."

But Joseph Jr. turned a blind eye to He Songling's complaints. To be fair, there is no need to judge by heart. From any perspective, any country, and any cultural background, a courtesy meeting at 9 a.m. agreed in advance is normal and not impolite.

Especially since He Songling had clearly agreed to it before.

Little Joseph ignored He Songling's complaints and continued, "I think so too. But I heard from a friend that if you have a sudden inspiration and a brilliant idea, it should be lifted for a moment, and after the lift, it is to be improved and put into practice, and it should be slowed down.

But he asked for my training data and exercise results, and he made a line graph, saying that my upward trajectory was steep but continuous, and now I was constantly improving in a short period of time. This is an improvement trajectory that can only appear when studying in school. Therefore, he judged that I must have been taught by an expert. Based on this point, he is not a brainless bureaucrat. "

Little Joseph took out the line chart made by the officer and put it in He Songling's hand.

"Okay, okay." He Songling took it, opened a space door, and threw it into some unknown trench. Without even looking at it, he closed his eyes and said boredly, "It seems that you think highly of this person. Then when you become president in the future, you must remember to promote him to a five-star general."

"I will." Although Joseph was only a lieutenant at this time, he never thought of himself as a soldier, and no one thought of him as one. No one thought that his final destination would be a lieutenant pilot on the battlefield, although his life did stop here in history.

But no matter what, Joseph Jr. has always looked at people and things from a higher perspective. Although the officer wanted to meet him, in his mind, it was an interview with the officer. Obviously, the officer, whom he had not met yet, had already won Joseph Jr.'s favor. He felt that this kind of person was truly a talent of the United States and must be reused.

As the two were standing on an idle airstrip, they saw a colonel walking towards them in the distance, accompanied by Officer Joseph Jr.

"What superior? Just a stinky colonel." He Songling curled his lips. He had seen many colonels. Chu Yunfei was a colonel. If Li Yunlong had not been assigned to the independent regiment by Baldy, he would have been a colonel. A regimental cadre! Even He Songling himself, because he led the air force and artillery regiment to effectively attack the devils, and with the cooperation of friendly forces, completely wiped out the defenders of Ping'an County and the surrounding enemies, he was promoted by Baldy from a lieutenant colonel to a colonel.

Of course, when the military rank is raised, the specific position is gone. Baldy has always been on guard against him! If this guy makes more contributions, he will be promoted to general. He has guns, cannons, and people under his command, and he is also in contact with the Communist Party, which makes him a serious threat.

So the bald guy transferred him to the position of Director of the Air Force Staff Office of the Operations Command. This shitty government office didn't exist before, and was even created for He Songling. There was nothing to do every day, as long as he came to work and punched in, he would get paid.

Of course He Songling didn't go to work. Was he still short of the two salaries from Baldy?

He Songling refused to accept the fact that the bald man did not allow his subordinates to take charge of the military power. Not only did he not care about the air force, he also asked him to split up the artillery battalion he had originally formed next to the independent regiment. In name, it was disbanded on the spot, but in fact, both the weapons and equipment and the manpower were dispersed and deployed in our army.

If you don't let me take power, then my army will beat me so hard that I'll have to flee in fear and they'll know the pain.

Of course, even if he was allowed to take power, he had no interest in it. Is it easy to manage the food, drink, defecation, psychological problems, daily training, camping, physical health, tactical literacy, and marching formations of hundreds or even thousands of people?

Before, when his artillery battalion followed the independent regiment, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang were in charge of these matters, and he was only in charge of distributing money. Now it was just right, and he had nothing to do.

But no matter what, his military rank did not change. The Colonel Lao Zhong, who was appointed by the bald man himself, was on the same level as the "commander" in front of him.

I thought little Joseph's identity could attract some big shot.

He Songling's interest in the meeting he had agreed to yesterday suddenly dropped by more than half.

"Mr. He, Joseph, this is the officer who is here for inspection and study." Not long after, the two men came forward, and Joseph's immediate superior introduced him to the person next to him: "Curtis, this is my soldier, Joseph. You may have heard of the man next to him."

"Yes, yes, I've heard of you for a long time." The colonel next to him named Curtis was very enthusiastic, "East Asia's business genius, the mysterious oriental wizard, the world's richest man, Mr. He."

"I forgot one thing. I am Lao Zhong's Air Force Staff Colonel, He Songling. My visit to your unit is a military observation activity between the friendly forces of our two countries. Hello, Colonel." He Songling was indifferent to him. He stood up and saluted, expressing his official attitude.

"I see. Hello, Colonel He." Curtis also saluted: "Old American Army pilot Colonel Li Mei."

(End of this chapter)