The brothers of the team were discussing the evening trip. Seven guys dressed in dock workers walked in with hemp ropes on their backs. Two of them took off their shoes and reached their feet to the stove to bake.

The veteran untied the rope and cursed. He did not find any information today. He was followed by the leader throughout the whole process and worked harder than anyone else.

Outside their temporary residence, the deputy captain tied the horses up. The job he got was pretty good and sold some small commodities to Taihui's station.

In short, several people have their own jobs, responsible for directly contacting the other party's leaders and contacting grassroots soldiers.

There are also people who seem idle, including my cousin and the other two. They have been traveling around the mountains and rivers these days, pretending to be painters who depict the great joy of great joy.

The members of the team looked at the anxious captain curiously, wanting to ask but not daring to ask. Who knows when the temper comes to the point of hitting someone again?

There is a bit of trouble to exchange currency here. There is no problem with the circulation of currency in the station. All the only Dale currency was sent to the field staff.

Pusen had no choice. His own father had already boarded the boat, and he probably was about to arrive at his destination now.

I was wondering whether to go to the dock at night and watch the possible appearance of my father.

Go, maybe my dad's boat is replenishing supplies at the dock.

As soon as he stood up, a messenger ran into the door, saying that an emergency meeting needed to be held.

What should I do? Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have a dilemma, and Pusen has to take his own people to a meeting.

The group of people walked out the door, and Nawu touched his body with a pen missing. He folded it back and took it. As he searched on the table, an unfolded letter attracted his attention.

Nawu was so shocked that his eyes widened. He read the words one by one, and the ordinary content was magnified unlimitedly on his side.

Finally, his eyes narrowed slowly until they became a straight line.

After the content of the letter was analyzed, he picked up a pen and a piece of paper on the table and left calmly.

During this meeting, many soldiers were mentally prepared, and even more so by the officers, who had learned the truth in advance a few hours ago.

Even if such a truth is not announced, the special tasks that come here alone can prove some problems.

At the meeting, Nawu felt very uncomfortable. The pen in his hand stopped from time to time in the upper left corner of the paper, clicked a few dots or drew crooked lines, and stopped at the right time every time.

He would always subconsciously observe Pusen's face, trying to find a little disharmony from it.

Halfway through the meeting, an officer walked in and distributed materials to everyone present.

Pusen opened and looked at it. This was an evaluation report of the Taihui Kingdom's army, fifteen years ago, that is, they planned to make war plans based on the information from fifteen years ago.

The report describes the pitiful number of troops of Taihui and says that the residents of this country are only addicted to the complex details and have no expectations for war. The only thing that is particularly pointed out is that they have a different means of transport than horses, and also say that this is the case.

Things are big and bulky, and cannot cross the sea and are not threatening.

The report on Taihui's army only accounts for one tenth of the entire length, and the rest is almost all praising the army of its own country.

Pusen had no interest in this thing after reading it, and even showed contempt.

Now, Nawu, who is highly concerned about Pson, has seized this contempt.

The deputy captain often goes to Taihui's station to sell it. He once saw the rifle used by the other party. It looked not much different from what he used, but he could press five bullets at a time, and his firepower was far superior to his own.

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The deputy captain had no chance to see the remaining weapons. They were kept very strictly confidential. After leaving the station, they were not allowed to carry any weapons.

So the deputy captain also sneered at this report.

The people who participated in the battle with the Minba people all disdained to see such things.

But those senior officers and other soldiers were interested in it. My cousin was completely obsessed with it, because it was written on it that Taihui's artillery was generally small and its caliber was only half of ours.

He was fantasizing about the grand scene of commanding a group of artillery bombarding enemy artillery positions.

What surprised Pusen the most was the senior officers, each of whom was a nobleman, but how could they believe this obviously unbelievable assessment?

These people are educated and not fools.

Soon, Pusson figured it out, because his country had never faced a strong enemy, and such confidence was easily won from time to time.

The concept of an invincible army is widely circulated in this army and this country, and is an indisputable fact. Anyone who has doubts about an invincible army will be regarded as a manifestation of unpatrioticism.

Especially in foreign stations, this sense of honor that penetrates deep into the bones is even stronger. The main reason these people have never fought a war, and have only heard of the unstoppable victory in China.

But those who were fighting were all unarmed Minbas.

"Sir, I have a problem."

Pusen raised an arm.

"explain."

The senior officers who presided over the meeting were very happy today, otherwise at Pusson's level, there would be only a part of the audience, and the team was indeed listening. They were not on the table at all, but sitting neatly against the wall.

Pusen stood up: "Sir, this assessment report is obviously outdated. Is it necessary for us to read it?"

The officer's face suddenly became gloomy. He spoke in a arrogant language that only nobles could say: "You are still too young. Don't just look at the surface, but see the root of things."

"I don't understand, sir."

"Look, it describes the views of Taihui's people on war. They are all people who love small toys and do not love war." The smile on the officer's face was again, "Since no one is willing to fight,

Then aren’t we going to win?”

"But the sir..."

"Okay, sit down."

The officer ordered Pson to shut up, and he changed his tone of teaching and said to everyone present: "We have some officers who are too negative about the war. Of course, caution is a good thing. But for a certainty

To be too cautious will only make you afraid, which is not good. It is better to turn your mind into your own work."

In addition to pointing at Pusen's nose and scolding, the officer had already expressed his meaning very clearly, and the other officers present expressed their high recognition of this.

Nawu's eyes were already filled with when he looked at Puson.

After the meeting, the Pson team received an order to stop the reconnaissance.

This annoyed Pusen. He was an officer of the Guards and would only obey his commanders. Logically, these people had no right to interfere in their actions.

So after he went back, he wrote a letter to his team leader, reporting back what he saw today, which was simply nonsense.

He believed that his decisive team leader would attach great importance to this issue.

Nawu rolled his eyes and saw the recipient of the letter. He enthusiastically expressed his willingness to send it out. The reason he found was to go out to buy things, and sending the letter was just a good time.

Since that's the case, Pusson agreed.

Shortly after Nawu left, he opened the letter in a disrespectful manner and became more angry at the contents of the letter. Finally, he collected the letter.

At night, he called his eldest cousin who was in the same dormitory as him.

My eldest cousin was wearing only a pair of boxer underwear and was stepping on the stool with almost naked legs.

Nawu washed two wine glasses, and the two drank and chatted.

"Uncle, since the mission here has been completed, it's almost time for us to return home, right?"

"Then you have to follow the arrangements above." My cousin savored the wine and used a needle to pick the flame of the candle. The candlelight that was stirred up flashed.

"I don't think it's necessary." Nawu shook his head in annoyed manner, "There's nothing good here. I think you should solve the most important things first. Are you and my aunt still not engaged?"

When talking about this trivial matter, my cousin was first unhappy. He said: "Which is more important than a private relationship between a child or a major national event? It must be more important to the latter. Let the marriage be put in advance, and after the end,

It's not too late to go back."

"But……"
Chapter completed!