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"Where did the Germans get these things?"

The commander took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

"We've found out; they were all bought from that Eastern merchant."

The colonel replied, "It's that Chinese guy who sold weapons technology before. He not only sold weapons, but also these... daily necessities. The German army purchased them in large quantities and distributed them to the entire army."

"What?!"

The commander slammed his hand on the table, his face instantly contorted with rage.

"Damn it! What is our logistics department doing?!"

His chest heaved with rage as he pointed towards the front lines, his voice filled with fury: "The Germans have already provided their entire army with heated rations and energy drinks! Our soldiers are still gnawing on bread so hard it could kill a dog!"

"We're both buying goods from that Eastern merchant, but they even thought about logistics and food, while our people only know how to buy a few broken guns?!"

"A bunch of useless idiots! They only found out about something so important after it was captured from the front lines!"

The commander grew angrier as he spoke. The thought of his soldiers suffering in the trenches, eating cold bread while the Germans opposite them drank cola and ate hot meals made his face burn with rage.

"Send a telegram to the logistics department immediately!"

The commander-in-chief sternly ordered: "Immediately contact that Eastern merchant's supply chain! No matter the cost, get as much of this self-heating rations, cola, and coffee as you can! Procure and distribute it to the entire army immediately!"

"I'd like to see how arrogant the Germans will be once our soldiers have hot meals too!"

. . .

Jiaodong City.

The one-month pilot program is drawing to a close.

The autumn sun shone on the training ground in Jiaodong City, and the sea breeze, carrying a slightly salty scent, blew in from the port, making the red flags on the field flutter in the wind.

"Mr. Shen, let's take a picture together."

Someone shouted first, and all 100 members of the main force below... cough cough, all turned to look at Shen Wang.

The respect in his eyes was astonishing.

The past month has been the most mind-blowing thirty days they've experienced since joining the military.

They thought that they had fought for half their lives and were very familiar with guerrilla warfare and mobile warfare. Even if they had new equipment, it would just be "old tactics with new equipment".

But everything Mr. Shen threw out hit them hard in their blind spots, like a heavy hammer shattering their combat experience accumulated over a decade.

What is meant by combined arms operations? It's not about the artillery bombarding the infantry before they charge. Instead, the artillery fire extends gradually in sync with the infantry's advance, with shells always landing a hundred meters in front of the infantry. This can directly reduce casualties by 70% during a charge.

What is a combined arms formation? It's not simply piling up infantry, tanks, and artillery together. Instead, it involves flexibly breaking them down into smaller squads based on terrain and enemy situation. Tanks lead the way, infantry clear out, artillery cover the rear, and air defense provides vigilance. Each squad is a powerful force capable of independent combat.

During the sand table simulation, a combined squad with equal troop strength actually managed to take down a Japanese defensive position with three times the troop strength, which made all the regimental commanders' eyes almost pop out of their sockets.

There is also a modular logistics supply system, which no longer involves haphazardly transporting food and ammunition to the front lines, but rather allocating standardized supplies to combat units. It clearly calculates how much ammunition, rations, and medicine each company will receive, how long they can last, and which supply line is the safest.

Not to mention special forces infiltration and reconnaissance, nighttime combat marking, and air defense concealment and camouflage...

Each piece of knowledge presented was like opening a completely new door for them.

At first, some people had doubts, but the more they listened, the more shocked they became, and the more they deduced, the more convinced they became!

At this moment, in everyone's eyes, Shen Wang was like Han Xin reborn and Zhang Liang resurrected!

Being able to take a photo with Mr. Shen would definitely make me look good!

"Okay, let's take a picture then."

Shen Wang stood up with a smile, feeling a bit emotional.

I never imagined that my absurd idea would actually come true.

And to be honest, it's quite rare to have 100 people all together.

The next time might be in 2055... *cough*

On the other side, the trainees cheered loudly.

Soon, the hundred people quickly lined up in three rows, with three seats reserved in the front row.

Commander Lu and Political Commissar Lu ushered Shen Wang to the middle, one on each side, and without a word, pressed him down onto the wooden chair in the center.

"Mr. Shen, please sit in the middle. This is where you should sit!" Commander Lu said in a loud voice, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

After declining several times, Shen Wang finally sat in the center position.

"Click—"

The photographer pressed the shutter, and the film captured the moment.

The hundred people standing there all stood ramrod straight, their eyes sharp.

"Mr. Shen, I have benefited greatly! Truly, I have benefited greatly!"

As soon as the photo was taken, Commander Lu held Shen Wang's hand tightly, his gratitude evident in his voice.

"I've been attending the meetings every day for the past month, and it's been a real eye-opener! In the past, when we fought the Japanese, we relied entirely on our comrades risking their lives and accumulating experience. We always felt that the new equipment was powerful but we couldn't use it effectively."

"After your explanation of these tactics, training methods, and logistics, I've truly been opened to a whole new world. I never knew war could be fought like this!"

Commander Lu pointed to the hundred key personnel behind him, his voice resounding: "These hundred people are a hundred sparks! Once they return to their respective units and put what they've learned into practice, in less than six months, the combat effectiveness of our entire Ludong Military Region, and even the entire North China military, will double!"

Doubling the combat power is only the most conservative estimate.

"It's all because everyone is willing to learn and has a solid foundation; they grasp things quickly." Shen Wang smiled.

Ultimately, isn't the outline he's presenting just a summary of what these big shots have come up with?

He simply took it out ahead of time.

As they were talking, the walkie-talkie on Shen Wang's waist beeped twice, and Yu Manli's cool voice came through:

"Sir, a telegram has arrived from Europe."

"understood."

Shen Wang responded, bid farewell to Commander Lu and the group of students, and turned to walk towards his own courtyard.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Gao Shicaotian quickly came to greet him, holding a warm cotton towel in his hand, and bowed slightly as he handed it to Shen Wang.

"Sir, please wash your face."

After Shen Wang finished wiping his face and hands, she turned around and brought over a basin of steaming hot water to wash his feet. She placed it next to the low stool and bent down to help him take off his shoes.

Her slender, pale fingers stirred the water to test the temperature, then deftly pressed down on Shen Wang's ankle with just the right amount of pressure.

Shen Wang squinted comfortably, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and put it in his mouth.

He exhaled a smoke ring, leaned back in his chair, and glanced at Yu Manli standing to the side.

"So, what's up with Little Mustache this time? Is he complaining about the price?"

Yu Manli was dressed in a smart military uniform, her long hair tied in a low ponytail, and she was holding a folder containing the telegrams she had just translated.

"Sir, not the area with the mustache, it's England."

"English?"

Shen Wang raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

"What's their business?"