Please pull the trigger for this world one more time.

Shen Yi's presentation was quite extensive, taking a full 45 minutes. It was a detailed plan that included everyone's responsibilities, training subjects, and many other aspects.

"Alright, that's all I wanted to say today. If anyone has any further thoughts, please feel free to share them with me. Meeting adjourned, at my command!"

As the command was given, everyone stood up in unison, saluted, and left the cafeteria.

Mo Zian stepped out the door and glanced at his pocket watch. There was still some time before 7 PM, enough for him to go back to his dormitory for a drink of water.

The young people chatted casually about the "exercise" as they walked back to their dormitory. Although Mo Zian didn't show it on the surface, he actually had many questions in his mind.

He always felt that something was amiss.

......

"Vice Principal, I think this is clearly the Army targeting Major Shen and the Southeast Army Group. They've even turned their attention to our Capital Military Academy!"

Wang Xinpei, the director of the Academic Affairs Office, spoke with some agitation in the conference room, "Are they questioning the selection of instructors for the Capital Military Academy? Or are they questioning you, the vice principal, yourself?"

While Shen Yi was holding a meeting with key trainees in the cafeteria, an emergency closed-door meeting for key teachers was also being held in the conference room.

Attending the meeting table on both sides were the directors of various departments and offices of the Capital Military Academy, as well as the instructors of the Second and Third Squads, Jiang Xing and Song Chen, who had left the canteen earlier.

The closed-door meeting was efficient and concise, as it eliminated a lot of red tape. It was nearing its end, but the director of education seemed to have lost control of his emotions, and stood up to speak in front of many colleagues and superiors without permission.

This rude behavior, which almost disrupted the meeting, was tacitly approved by all the attendees, indicating that someone had done something they wanted to do but were not comfortable doing.

The elderly Chen Zhiming, who sat at the head of the long table, neither reprimanded the head of the teaching department, Wang Xinpei, for his rude behavior, nor did he give the latter any further response. He simply said noncommittally, "Soldiers are duty-bound to obey orders, and the orders of their superiors must be carried out firmly."

However, as a participant in the exercise, I will also personally write a letter to the Imperial Military Headquarters to discuss various matters related to the exercise.

After receiving a response from the old man, Wang Xinpei solemnly apologized and returned to his seat.

The old man acted as if the little incident had never happened, and his calm voice continued: "Alright, how are your department heads' research going? It's just a training plan for a little over ten days."

After the core teachers exchanged brief glances, a colonel with several moles near his eyes was chosen as a representative to speak.

"Vice Principal, we have just discussed the training plan made by Major Shen with our colleagues. We believe it is a very detailed and comprehensive training plan, and the questions raised are also very pertinent. All we need to do is cooperate with this training plan and do our best to solve the problems."

Seeing the old man in the main seat slowly nod, the officer continued speaking.

"Based on this training plan, we will develop a comprehensive intensive training program, focusing on intensive instruction of equipment knowledge, basic military commands, basic battlefield command, and infrastructure operation."

Furthermore, the teaching methods must be changed. We believe that we should abandon the conventional teaching approach and instead adopt a model that emphasizes conclusions over principles. The focus should be on deep memorization rather than thorough understanding, and rote memorization should be used when necessary to fill in the gaps in battlefield military knowledge and address immediate needs.

The officer paused briefly before continuing.

"In summary, the purpose of this teaching plan is very clear: to complement the training plan and enable the recruit company to form actual combat capability within the time limit. My colleagues and I will go back tonight to write the lesson plan and strive to submit the first draft to you for review first thing tomorrow morning, and communicate with Major Shen in a timely manner. That's all, Vice Principal."

The old man turned his head slightly to look at Jiang Xing and Song Chen sitting beside him, "What do you two instructors think? Do you have any further comments?"

Jiang Xing, the older of the two, stood up and respectfully replied, "Reporting to the superior, there are none left."

"In that case, I approve of this plan." The old man finished his tea in one gulp. "Gentlemen."

All the officers stood up in response.

"I need to see this first draft of the lesson plan before 8:00 AM tomorrow morning."

"yes!"

"Alright, that's the end of the meeting. Instructors Jiang Xing and Song Chen, and Director Jiang from the Weapons Department, you three stay behind. Everyone else, you may leave."

People left quickly, and in the blink of an eye, only four people remained. Besides the old man and the two instructors, the other person left behind was a handsome middle-aged military officer.

Jiang Lüde, Director of the Weapons Department.

At this moment, the handsome man's royal hair ornament had been lowered and combed into a short bun at the back of his head. He was wearing a crisp military uniform with the rank of lieutenant colonel.

The only thing that distinguished him as a member of the royal family was a gold ribbon on his left sleeve.

Once all the footsteps had faded away, the old man slowly spoke, "To be honest, I'm not surprised by the Southwest Army Group's actions this time. It's like a group of people eating around a pot; there wasn't much rice to begin with, and now someone else is carrying the pot..."

Jiang Xing and Song Chen exchanged a glance. "We..."

"Alright, you don't need to argue with me anymore. I've already told your boss everything I needed to say." The old man waved his hand to interrupt the two of them, then took out his cigar from his pocket.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xing quickly stepped forward and took out his lighter.

"Wow! That's quite something." The old man glanced at the black iron lighter in Jiang Xing's hand. "Where did you get that?"

"You're joking. It's nothing special. In 836, when we captured Tielin... no, Weiyuan, we were lucky enough to kill a War Scepter." Jiang Xing pointed somewhat embarrassedly to the war scepter relief on the lighter. "I was so excited at the time, but later I found out it was just a trainee, nothing special... Here, let me light it for you."

The old man laughed heartily a few times after hearing this, ignoring the other person's Versailles-like attitude, and casually put the cigar in his mouth.

After lighting the cigar, Jiang Xing placed the lighter in front of the old man. "If you like it, you can give it to your superior. It's just a small token of my appreciation."

The old man smiled and waved his hand, exhaling a puff of smoke as he said, "No need, no need. I appreciate Xiao Jiang's kindness, but I would never take something that belongs to someone from a junior. As for the lighter, I have one that works fine."

As he spoke, the old man pushed the lighter in front of him back, then took out a lighter from his inner pocket and placed it on the table.

It is made of pure silver and features a gold six-leaf clover relief—the emblem of the Chenhuan royal family.

Listen to what people are saying? This is what you call barely usable? Is this some kind of "mortal god"?

That's what Jiang Xing was thinking, but he didn't dare say it out loud.

At this moment, Jiang Lude took the initiative to steer the conversation back on track, "Vice Principal, the news from the Imperial Ministry of Works has been confirmed, and the approval from the Military Affairs Department will be issued soon."

"good!"

The old man took a deep drag on his cigar, then slowly exhaled a long cloud of smoke. He pointed at Jiang Xing with the hand holding the cigar and said, "The fact that the Southeast Army Group does not have an army unit is indeed a major problem left over from history. Five years ago, you were the main force that attacked the New South Province and suffered heavy losses. The Imperial Military Department also knows your predicament, as do your colleagues in the army."

Ultimately, it's all about serving the country and risking one's life on the battlefield, so to be honest, the people in the southwest this time were relatively well-behaved.

The old man suddenly changed the subject, "But such methods and practices won't work with me... So, this time I've brought you some interesting things, you can look forward to them."

Everyone thinks these kids are pushovers, so let's see if they're really picking on a persimmon or a nail!