"A rowing team?"

After breakfast, Juan, who enjoyed moderately roasted Blue Mountain coffee in the office, looked at Yaling with surprise.

"Yes, Mr. Huo Yin asked to form a rowing team. He and Mr. Tyrande agreed that the team members would be selected from the Moon Elf students with good grades, and he was willing to bear the full cost."

"This is not a question of money, the question is where did we get the rowing?"

"Mr. Huo Yin said he had contacted the state-owned stove fort workshop in the Elf Town, and the factory director Magnie Bronzebeard promised to build a rower for him based on the drawings provided by Mr. Huo Yin."

"Well, there should be no problem with rowing, but where can we get a river for rowing here?"

"I didn't ask."

Yaling lowered her head in shame and blamed herself for not doing her job well.

Juan turned his eyes to the savanna outside the building.

This slightly undulating grassland was formed after the explosion of a large amount of hydrogen bomb.

After a long rainy season, some water accumulates in some low-lying places, forming shallow pools and swamps.

Elsewhere, there are also fine streams flowing irregularly.

But no matter how you look at it, they can't afford to be rowing.

"Maybe," Yaling suddenly had a guess, "Mr. Huo Yin wants to go to the ninth district?"

The ninth area is where the Xiamin spacecraft fell, located in the delta of the estuary of the Lufeiji River, where the river networks are crisscrossed, and there is no problem with rowing a rowing race.

But it takes three or four days to drive there, Juan really couldn't imagine that someone would spend so much time on a boat to play.

He said to himself: "A rowing."

"It's a rowing boat. The boss, the measurement word for rowing is more suitable to use 'boat'."

Juan rolled his eyes to Yaling.

"Let him go, tell the factory director Magnie Bronzebeard to cooperate with it with all its strength, but the price doubles."

Shortly after Yaling retreated, the clone with diodes on the learning machine "laughed" and knocked on the office door.

Juan politely asked "laugh" to sit down on the reception sofa and poured a cup of coffee for the other party himself.

"Colonel, ah, sorry, I should call your online name - Laugh, I wonder, what can I do for you?"

"You are so kind, Master, this is true. I am studying a famous battle in history, but I can't figure out some places, so I think that a military exercise may give me more inspiration."

"Military exercise?"

"Yes, I asked General Sorin for help, but he refused me, and he said that any military operation in the Beautiful New World must be your permission."

"Yes, Thorin is right, but if his attitude is too stiff, I can apologize to you for him."

"No, in fact, General Solin is the most pleasing person I see on this planet, and his military temperament is very charming."

"Thank you, I will tell Thorin your praise. I believe he will be very happy. You must know that he has always been proud of serving in the Special Forces Brigade."

"Special War Brigade? Is it that famous special war brigade?"

"Yes, it's that famous special operations brigade."

"I really didn't expect that General Solin would have this kind of experience. I suddenly felt that I had more common language with him. I would like to talk to him carefully when I looked back."

Juan felt that he might have been too sarcastic. After all, Solin was just a logistics staff member in the Special Forces Brigade, and his status was equivalent to a military dog.

He changed the subject without any trace: "Ms. Laughing, how do you think of my Self-Defense Force?"

"Are those big-tailed dragons? I can describe them in one word, that is 'bandits'."

"Bandits? Not that."

"Then let's change the word, 'mob'."

"I feel that bad as a bandit?"

“It’s that bad.”

"But I think their marksmanship has been well-trained, and they have also experienced actual combat."

"No, no, no, those are all trivial matters. As a soldier, the most important thing is discipline!

"Your Dragon Man Self-Defense Force members have no discipline at all. If you can't even line up a queue, you won't be as good as a soldier.

"And their dormitory is so terrible, the quilts are randomly laid on the bed, and the walls are covered with messy posters.

"Such a team is completely ineligible to be called an army. It is already a praise to describe them as 'mobs' and 'bandits'."

Juan was a little dissatisfied: "The dragon people are still very fierce when fighting, and they are not afraid of death."

"The courage of every man," Ms. Da Xiao taught like a teacher, "Juan, I tell you that the most important thing for a soldier is discipline. Without discipline, everything else is zero."

Juan drank coffee silently, expressing his disapproval in silence.

The laughing lady took a sip of coffee and said, "I plan to organize a military exercise, and the two teams of blue and blue.

"The red team has 50 people, a little professional; the blue team has 150 people, the race doesn't matter, it's okay to have a little mixed.

"Weapons are made of dwarfs' steam rifles, without any lead bullets."

Juan nodded and said, "No live ammunition is needed, then there is no problem. When are you going to start?"

“In five minutes, it’s on the tarmac.”

"Puff~"

Juan squirted out a sip of coffee.

"Ahem, five minutes? This is not enough time for me to run to the tarmac. Are you kidding?"

"For real soldiers, this little time is enough."

"Sorry, I only have 'mobs' and 'bandits' here."

"What about ten minutes?"

"It's totally impossible."

"It's so bad. Think about it, what should you do if there is an enemy attack?

"So, there is no way to win without discipline."

The laughing lady sighed, as if the parent had received a report card of her child's failure.

She shook her head and said, "Forget it, change it at 1:00 p.m. Don't let me down."

After lunch, Juan summoned two hundred people to the apron.

Juan, who was a little awkward in his heart, said with a smile: "Ms. Laughing, it doesn't matter if you say it's a little bit different, so I just found some."

The two hundred humanoids on the field, 50 dragons on one side, stood in a slightly loose horizontal lineup. They were all looking down at the steam rifle, but they did not fire.

On the other hand, there is not a single humanoid who has received military training.

They had no queues at all and stood randomly.

A dozen two-headed demons started dancing while standing, and the moon elves took out their flute to accompany them.

Dozens of halflings gathered together, as if discussing cooking skills. Someone wearing a chef's hat even pulled out two kitchen knives to perform the performance of cutting vegetables in the air, winning a lot of applause.

There are also a large number of dwarves, but they are all good at mining and construction. They have nothing to say about operating steam hammers, but they are very unfamiliar with operating steam rifles.

They are not so much about research, but about playing with weapons in their hands.

The sound of "woo" deflation and the sound of "bang bang" gunshots came one after another.

Juan smiled and said, "Ms. Laughing, look, is this OK?"

To Juan's surprise, the laughing lady nodded and said, "Yes, this is exactly what I need."

So the exercise began.

At the request of Ms. Damn Lady, both sides lined up in a row, raising guns and shooting face to face.

"Bang bang", "Bang bang bang" "Bang bang bang"

The field was filled with steam, and it looked a bit like a battlefield of smoke.

"You and you, you are all dead, lie down!"

Lady Laughing is like God, walking through the battlefield where "bullets fly", and is like the god of death, reaping life everywhere.

Juan didn't know why she decided who was shot and who was not shot.

Anyway, all the ones that were pointed at by her fingers fell down.

In this way, the Red Army and the Dragon Man's horizontal team went forward with a few shots.

The Blue Army, the chaotic militia, fled in scattered when they saw the dragon people advancing, then gathered together, squeezed together to fight back, and then fled in scattered.

After more than a dozen rounds, the Blue Army militia were so tired that they foamed at the mouth, while the Red Army Dragons reduced their staff by 30% in the "Touch of Death" of Ms. Laughing.

Then, Ms. Da Xiao announced: "The Red Army suffered heavy casualties, and its morale returned to zero. It failed and the Blue Army won!"

"Oye", "Lala" "We're victorious"

The militia cheered and sang and danced, although they certainly did not know why they won.

The dragon people looked stunned, but after a brief shock, they also joined the celebration on the other side.

Juan was puzzled: "What the hell are you doing?"

Ms. Da laughed excitedly and said, "I have proved that militias with the concept of defending their country can defeat the well-trained invading army, just like wars in history!"

Juan touched the green hair on his head and thought to himself, OK, just be happy, but if you see the bill later, I hope you can keep in a good mood now.
Chapter completed!