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Fifty meters away from the parade, the leaders gradually took their seats in the stands.

Because Principal Shuguo attached great importance to this National Defense and Security Publicity Month, the entire school treated this military training as a serious matter.

Almost all the heads of various departments in the school were present, and many retired professors who had been on temporary assignments for years and rarely visited the school also made an unprecedented appearance.

This includes Qin Ze.

He was assigned to sit in the first row by the principal, right to the principal's left, showing him exceptional favor.

"Xiao Qin, how's our preparation going this time? It looks a bit like a military parade, doesn't it?"

Qin Ze nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I just saw there were guns at the entrance. Principal, are you serious?"

"You know me well. If I'm going to do something, I'll do it thoroughly and completely."

Ning Shuguo said with a smile.

"Those guns were borrowed specifically for the target practice demonstration later."

"This time, all classes have target practice, and every student is required to handle a gun."

Ning Shuguo seemed to be getting quite excited as he spoke.

Other schools' military training at most involves taking a couple of steps in a goose-step and shouting some slogans.

But the university has taken military training to another level.

Students not only undergo drill training, but also tactical training.

"The essence of our military training is to expose students to national defense education early on, so as to prevent problems before they occur."

"If war or extreme situations come one day, our students can take up arms and go to the battlefield."

"This is the original meaning of military training."

"But now, many schools treat military training as just a formality and treat it casually."

"Even worse, they have become tools for school administrators to indulge their desire for power."

"That's all wrong."

Qin Ze nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, you're the leader, everything you say is correct."

"That's exactly right," Ning Shuguo retorted.

"Others are here to indulge their desire for officialdom, but you're here to indulge your desire for military service."

Ning Shuguo: "???"

"Good heavens, Principal, how dare you say that?"

Qin Ze couldn't help but complain.

"More than four thousand new students, each with a gun, and they were required to conduct tactical shooting."

"If you knew, you'd be conducting military training here."

"If I didn't know better, I would have thought you were a king of mercenaries."

Ning Shuguo quickly waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense. What do you mean by 'mercenaries are king'? You're putting that label on me."

"Hehe." Qin Ze grinned. "I just like to speak the truth."

"Come on, how's your gifted class going?"

Qin Ze: "There's absolutely nothing wrong with it. I gave him a good scolding."

"That's good. After all, we'll be doing a parade later, and we'll be compared to the regular students."

Ning Shuguo explained.

"The students in your class are all young, physically weak, and haven't fully developed yet."

"If you don't train, it's easy to look bad when you compare yourself to others."

Qin Ze: "Stop worrying about useless things. My students are doing a great job. When do we start?"

Ning Shuguo looked at his secretary behind him: "Has the leader replied?"

The secretary shook her head regretfully.

"Alright then, I won't wait."

When he said this...

Ning Shuguo was somewhat regretful. He explained to Qin Ze, "Our school originally attached great importance to this and invited the commanders of the war zone."

Qin Ze looked to the right and asked, "You mean that colonel?"

Not far away stood a smart-looking man in a green military uniform, with two bars and four stars on his shoulders.

"ber".

Ning Shuguo waved his hand and said.

"That's Commander Cao from the garrison. It's customary for our school to invite the Xijing Garrison for military training."

"I was originally going to ask the leaders of the war zone."

"At first, they didn't refuse; they just said they'd see how things went."

"They're probably too busy, so they rejected us."

Qin Ze nodded in agreement: "That's true, they're so busy every day, how could they have time to play house with us?"

"What do you mean by playing house? I'm not happy with what you're saying anymore."

Ning Shuguo rubbed his face a little.

"Me too. I should have had you call the war zone and make the invitation."

He was slow to realize it.

In that war zone, the school doesn't really have much influence.

If we're talking about who has the most face, then it's Qin Ze who's left.

But Qin Ze reacted as if he'd been stepped on: "Oh my god, you're talking like the war zone is my personal property. I can't just order people around like that. Who do you think I am?"

"Don't be modest. Believe me or not, make a phone call and the war zone officials will have to deal with you."

Qin Ze: "No, are you setting a trap?"

"Anyway, we still have some time before the parade starts, so just type one."

Ning Shuguo got more and more excited as he spoke.

He remembered the last incident very clearly.

Qin Ze was treated with great courtesy by everyone in the Western Desert War Zone.

The commander and several staff officers at headquarters all respected Qin Ze.

If Qin Ze could just make a phone call and bring in a major general or lieutenant general, wouldn't the school gain prestige?

"Qin Ze, just make a phone call!"

"What if they send a general?"

"Our marching formation can wait..."

Qin Ze couldn't resist the principal's persistent pleading.

"Fine, I'll make the call, but don't get your hopes up."

"One possibility is that if you call suddenly, the person might not be available."

"Secondly, military training isn't a big deal, so people might not take it seriously."

Ning Shuguo: "If it's you calling, then I'll definitely take it seriously."

……

……

Time passed by, second by second.

Cao Zirong kept glancing at his watch, getting a little impatient.

Logically, after the school leaders finish speaking, the student should step forward to speak first, and then the parade should begin.

But today.

Apart from Principal Shuguo's brief opening remarks, it was mostly unimportant people on stage spouting nonsense, as if they were deliberately stalling for time.

"Director Zhang."

Cao Zirong turned his head to the side towards the Minister of Education.

"Can we start the division and arrangement now?"

"With so many people from your school, if we don't start now, the event will probably drag on into the evening."

Director Zhang, who was there to keep him company, could only force a smile: "Commander Cao, please wait a moment, there are still some leaders who haven't arrived yet."

"And a leader?"

Cao Zirong's tone was noticeably raised.

He is the commander of the garrison area, holding the rank of senior colonel.

In terms of military-civilian coordination, he is the highest-ranking officer.

The only person higher than him could be the commander of the war zone.

However, Cao Zirong felt that this was not very realistic.

People from war zones generally don't attend these kinds of events.

Even if they insist on making something of importance, they can only send some insignificant deputy positions, whose military ranks might not even be higher than their own.

So he asked with some suspicion, "Did you invite people from the war zone?"

Director Zhang pointed into the distance: "Yes, Professor Qin is on the phone right now."

Following the direction of the pointing finger, a young man was holding a phone.

"No, he's a professor!"

Cao Zirong found it unbelievable.

"Who can he invite? Do they even have the influence?"