Division Commander Du Shaoqing.
Xu Le is unfamiliar but familiar with the name.
Before these days, he didn't know that the Third Military Region had an invincible Iron Seventh Division, let alone that the commander of the Iron Seventh Division was called Du Shaoqing.
But after Zou Yu's warning on the phone, he has developed a natural sense of vigilance about this name.
Du Shaoqing, these three words are skinny and skinny to write, but they are full of iron bones.
It was even more sonorous and powerful to read, and the three monosyllabic words spit out from anyone's lips seemed to have some kind of lethality, including Lan Xiaolong when he said it with slight worry at this time, he still had this feeling.
Xu Le was silent for a long time.
The name of this division commander can make him feel so much, it is completely because of the two officers who are not afraid of death, and the tolerance of the base for the Iron Seventh Division, it seems that when everyone mentions this division commander, their emotions will become a little unnatural, and there is a sense of awe from the heart, but it is just a division commander.
Just as he was about to ask Lan Xiaolong about the details of the Iron Seventh Division, the officers who were drinking quieted down, because Zhou Yu took a glass of wine at this time and walked towards the table in the corner, and everyone watched this scene quietly.
Everyone laughed and drank, and Xu Le sat alone, which was not a deliberate exclusion, but a natural boundary between the instructor and the students, and the two sides did not get along very well in the past few months.
However, Zhou Yu's move seems to break some kind of boundary.
Zhou Yu smiled and lowered his body, touched the small wine glass in front of Xu Le, and said: "For more than two months, you have taught carefully, and they are actually grateful in their hearts, but they can't let go of it." ” Xu Le no longer thought about the matter of the Iron Seventh Division, and laughed at himself and said, "It's just work." ” Zhou Yu had followed the development of the X mecha throughout the whole process in the Guoke Engineering Department, so he naturally knew that Xu Le had really done everything he had in the past two months and taught these officers all his knowledge of the X mecha.
The Federal Military did not have a standard tutorial on X-mecha, and what Xu Le did was beneficial to the Federal Military, but the effect could be maintained for a long time.
Xu Le looked at him and smiled, Zhou Yu had not had much personal contact with him in the past two months, he knew very well that this was some unspeakable rule in the barracks, so he didn't understand why the other party broke this rule today.
Zhou Yu seemed to guess what he was thinking, and said with a warm smile: "I'm about to graduate, don't worry about anything, no matter what others do, I always want to thank you." ” "You're the one who doesn't need to thank me the least, and with your knowledge of X, even if you don't have these lessons, you can master them right away."
Xu Le drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, his chest felt slightly spicy, he spat out the wine, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Just like you are in the mobile department of the first college, you are still the first." ” Zhou Yu broke the invisible dividing line in the cafeteria, and after a moment of silence, a person who surprised Xu Le also came over with a wine glass, the officer had a serious face, clinked glasses with Xu Le, and said in a deep voice: "Hua Xiaosi, the military commander of the special mecha battalion of the Xilin District Army, thanks Instructor Xu for his hard work in the past two months. ” Xu Le looked at Hua Xiaosi's swarthy face, stunned, but the spiciness in his chest turned into a warmth, he smiled, didn't say anything, just drank Lan Xiaolong's full wine, and accompanied the other party with a glass.
Hua Xiaosi gave him a formal military salute and turned back to his dining table.
There was no uncommon hatred, and the stiff emotions between Xu Le and the officers were more caused by the unique atmosphere in the barracks, which came and went quickly.
The officers had already noticed that after the end of the assessment, Instructor Xiao Xu never wore that damn pair of sunglasses again, and the smile on his face was too bright.
And the humiliating blow he had received in the classroom was gradually forgotten by the officers after Xu Le perfectly demonstrated his strength from theory to actual combat.
With this situation as the premise, the breaking of the silence between Xu Le and the officers just needs an opportunity.
The toast of Zhou Yu and Hua Xiaosi is exactly this opportunity.
A thin officer walked over with a smile and said, "Captain Lin Ai, Mechanical Automation Research Institute of the First Military Region." ” After saying this, the captain officer drank the wine in his glass, saluted the military salute, and turned to leave.
"Eleventh Automated Corps of the Second Military District, Major Heley."
"Federation Fleet Ring Base, Captain Misselieu."
Taking this as a starting point, after pondering one after another, the officers came over with wine glasses to toast Xu Le, and in the end, there were two or three groups, and there was an endless stream of people toasting back and forth.
In addition to the solemn and formal introduction of the troops and ranks to which they belonged, during the toast, Xu Le and the officers were silent with each other and did not say a word, but the eyes of both sides were full of smiles, and Xu Le's eyes were even more smiling into a moon with crooked eyebrows, and the two sides looked at each other, indescribable tacit understanding.
Lan Xiaolong kept smiling and pouring wine for Xu Le next to him, the wine glass was never empty, and after a round of toasting, the two bottles of spirits he brought over had already been drunk.
The crowd at the table gradually dispersed, Lan Xiaolong looked at Xu Le, who was getting drunk, and couldn't help but admire: "If you don't get drunk, everyone will be drunk with the friendship between teachers and students, the righteousness of teachers and students, you have taught so many mainstays of the future of the Federation, and what a strong capital this should be on the battlefield."
I don't know what kind of emotion it is, Xu Le feels that the canteen is full of a solemn and warm taste, he drank nearly two catties of spirits, the drunkenness has already entered his brain, squinting at the officers who are at the peak of their lives not far away, thinking that maybe in a few days, they will go to the front line with their respective troops, in the battle with the imperial invaders, spill their own blood, in exchange for the peace of the federal people, these fat or thin, beautiful or ugly faces, may never be seen again As soon as he thought of this, blood poured into his chest.
If it were someone else, maybe he would rise up at this time, gather the officers in front of him, and say loudly about youth, about blood, about sacrifice, and loudly speaking.
However, Xu Le is just Xu Le, he can't do this kind of thing, he is silent as always, squinting at those officers, pointing the bottle to his mouth, and drinking the residual wine in the bottle, his chest is not happy, but at least a little happy.
However, there were five officers in the cafeteria, who had been sitting silently at their small tables, and did not fight with each other while the officers were drunk, poured out their hearts, and scolded the imperial dogs, but watched all this coldly.
Lan Xiaolong looked over there, leaned into Xu Le's ear and whispered, "The five officers who didn't toast are all from the Iron Seventh Division. ” The officers from the Iron Seventh Division naturally didn't toast Xu Le, but I don't know if it was the strict discipline of the Iron Seventh Division itself, or some other reason, the five officers at that table didn't even care much about other officers, and they looked a little weird in the cafeteria.
What shocked Xu Le was not this weird atmosphere, but Lan Xiaolong's reminder.
He thought that the Seventh Iron Division had only sent two officers to the base for training, and at this time they had already been beaten to the Army General Hospital, but he didn't expect that there were still five officers of the Seventh Iron Division in the base.
The Federation specially organized a large-scale anti-terrorism exercise, and carefully selected more than 30 officers to participate in this secret closed training, in the hope that these people would be able to support one side of the battle situation in the future war, but only one Iron Seventh Division occupied seven of them The number of divisions of the federal military is the Iron Seventh Division, and one division occupies a fifth of it.
Xu Le was infinitely shocked in his heart, what kind of division is this, how strong is the training level and military quality of this division, in order to have such an astonishing achievement, and the person who can train such a division, what kind of person is that division commander Du Shaoqing Thinking of the matter between himself and the Iron Seventh Division, and thinking that he had just ruined the two officers with an unlimited future for the Iron Seventh Division, Xu Le's drunkenness actually subsided a little, and his eyes were still bright, but they narrowed even more.
Lan Xiaolong saw his emotions, frowned and asked, "You don't know the Iron Seventh Division" Xu Le shook his head.
Lan Xiaolong thought that he was not a real soldier, and showed a look of enlightenment From Lan Xiaolong's account, Xu Le learned about the shocking history and extremely strange current situation of the Iron Seventh Division.
The Seventh Mechanical Division of the Third Military Region, during the second defensive war of the Federation, ushered in a bloody battle in the Huiming Corridor of Xilin, facing the three integrated brigades of the Imperial side, the division completed the incredible blocking task on the 5460 administrative star, and won valuable time for the swimming and encirclement of the federal army, but the Seventh Division paid a great price for it, suffered heavy casualties, and reduced a large number of personnel, basically it can be said that the entire division was buried in the planet full of blood and gunsmoke During the post-war reorganization, the Seventh Division, from the division commander to the company commander, was all killed on the battlefield, and its number was almost canceled.
However, at this moment, the federal news channel broadcast a tragic video recording the sniper of the Iron Seventh Division.
It caused an uproar within the Federation, and the Veterans Association, which was already showing its power, organized a march called Rage, which directly surrounded the Parliament Hill and the presidential residence.
Under this pressure, the federal military had no choice but to withdraw the order to cancel the number of the Seventh Division, and instead made a lot of publicity, began to rebuild, both equipment and personnel were allocated according to the status of absolute trump card, and awarded the mechanic the title of "Iron Seventh Division".
The glory of the Iron Seventh Division thus spread throughout the universe, and it was not until the military god Li Pifu came out of the division that the 17th Armored Division of the First Military Region completely overwhelmed the division and established the status of the first division of the Federation.
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And the once infinite beauty of the Iron Seventh Division, due to some reasons, gradually disappeared from the memory of the people of the Federation.
"Why is this" Xu Le held the wine bottle tightly and listened carefully to Lan Xiaolong's narration, his mood fluctuated with these iron-blooded histories, and his vigilance and resistance to the name of the Iron Seventh Division gradually turned into a trace of amazement.
"There are a lot of theories, most of them are related to the evaluation of the 5460 campaign, there are many bigwigs in the military who have always had doubts about the process of the campaign, and later they were forced to rebuild the division under the pressure of public opinion, but they don't want to pay attention to it anymore, it seems that this is a scar for us."
Lan Xiaolong said faintly: "Those bigwigs have died a long time ago, and no one knows the truth of history.
However, just when the Iron Seventh Division has been stationed in S3 for decades, and the loneliness is almost only the signboard of the Iron Seventh Division, Du Shaoqing, who graduated from the First Academy, came to this forgotten corner" The story of the Iron Seventh Division begins again.
To be continued: