178 Instructor and Promotion

"Me?" Zhong Yun pointed his nose with his finger, "Are you kidding?"

Xiao Ling didn't remember her voice again.

Damn, Zhong Yun really wants to give him a middle finger.

While walking towards the president's office, Zhong Yun fell into deep thought. Perhaps, this was the only opportunity to turn the disadvantages around...

He knew very well how steep the situation of the Davao army was. It can be said that if Davao's army could not support the addition of new soldiers and warships, then Davao would be in danger of destruction.

It will take at least one month to add new troops, and this month is the most important and dangerous moment. The senior officials of Davao Interim Operations Department know something. The enemy must also know this.

The battles on the front line are now extremely fierce, and the enemy's desperate attack makes Davao's army almost breathless. The intentions of the Hongxian Federation are very obvious. They want to make a move to attack these Davao's main forces and conquer the country at the lowest cost before Davao's state machinery is started.

Every day, the temporary combat department will receive a large number of casualties from the front line, and the news of asking for help is getting more and more anxious day by day.

The temporary combat department can do nothing except for responses such as "must stick to it" and "hold it". They have sent all the reserve troops.

Except for those border guards stationed in other directions, these troops must not move. Otherwise, the defense will be empty and the enemy will attack here, which will be even more serious.

Zhong Yun heard Yang Yunrong say the day before yesterday that the Yang family had begun to convene all the aristocratic families, imitate the Patriotic War fifty years ago, and form an army composed of aristocratic families to go to the front line to support.

This reminded him of the national anthem of his previous life, Davao, which had reached the most dangerous time.

"Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you?"

When he entered the president's office, Zhong Pingjiang, who was closing his eyes and resting, found his son's abnormality. He had never seen such a heavy expression on Zhong Yun's face.

Standing up from the chair, walking to the opposite side of Zhong Yun, looking at his son's face, he seemed to be in great difficulty for some things, Zhong Pingjiang asked with concern, "Is something happened?"

He looked up at his father. His eyes were deep and his eyebrows could not hide his deep fatigue. Zhong Yun knew that his father had not closed his eyes for several days. He felt sad and blurted out his words, "Dad, let's go."

Zhong Pingjiang looked at him deeply, "Go? Where to go?"

"Go to my planet." Zhong Yun looked excited, "Everything there is me. We can build our own country and develop it as much as possible. We don't have to look at anyone's face or be subject to any constraints."

After saying that, Zhong Yun looked at his father with great hope.

A trace of shock flashed in Zhong Pingjiang's eyes, then his face relaxed, he smiled, and put his hand on Zhong Yun's shoulder, "Xiaoyun, you are very good. As a father, I am very pleased to see that you can achieve such achievements."

"But, I won't leave now." Zhong Pingjiang's eyes were very calm. He pulled back his hand on Zhong Yun's shoulder, pulled out a breath of awakening smoke and stuffed it into his mouth, and took a deep breath.

"Hu." He let out a long breath, "I was born in Davao, grew up, met your mother, gave birth to you. My home is in Davao." He took a deep breath again, "My roots are also in Davao."

"I will not leave when the country needs me the most. Now I am not an ordinary white-collar worker. I am the president of Zhong Group, with 30,000 employees. I manufacture hundreds of fighter jets and hundreds of thousands of various parts for the country every day. Two hundred ‘space remote sensors’, thousands of tons of ‘high-strength metal’, three hundred ‘energy amplifiers’, and ten ‘invisible aircraft four’..."

Zhong Pingjiang became more and more excited as he spoke. Finally, he looked at Zhong Yun, "So, I can't leave. At least, I can't leave yet."

Zhong Yun lowered his head, and was also a little moved when he was depressed. Although he liked Davao, it was not his hometown after all. He could do his best to help Davao. However, he would not give his own everything for Davao.

"Do not matter whether you agree or not." Zhong Yun croaked, "I will take you away when it is irreversible." After that, he stood up and left the room.

I will not let you die with Davao. Zhong Yun's steps are firm, just like his heart.

He originally thought he could save the country, but he was wrong. Even with the four inter-era technologies he provided, Davao's foundation was too thin, and it was too late to digest these technologies and was already in trouble.

No matter how powerful Xiao Ling is, he cannot immediately transform a large number of warships and go to the front line to support him.

Zhong Yun no longer has any hope for victory. What he is now considering is how to bring his relatives and friends he cares about to "Qiyunxing" and avoid this war.

He started to make the list. At this moment, his phone rang. It was Yang Yunrong who called. "The 'Temporary Operations Department' has an emergency meeting. You need to be there, please come as soon as possible."

Zhong Yun sighed in his heart and rushed to the Presidential Palace. Recently, he has been running back and forth between the Zhong Group, Mingzhu Academy, and the Presidential Palace every day, and most of the rest is carried out during the journey.

In the temporary combat department, all the senior generals and cabinet members were present, leaving Zhong Yun alone.

After Zhong Yun sat down, the meeting officially began.

The meeting discussed the issue of forming a "rescue team" by a family. Only then did Zhong Yun realize that the matter of forming a "family army" had entered a substantial stage and was expected to set off in two days.

The temporary combat department called Zhong Yun over to find out the specific number of "invisible mechas" and whether it could take these last two days to inspect the equipment of the "rescue team".

Zhong Yun's strong performance these days not only conquered 1,300 senior engineers from the National Academy of Sciences, but also conquered everyone in the temporary combat department. Even the Minister of Energy Source, who was not opposite the Yang family, was convinced.

"The number of 'invisible mechas' has exceeded 100, but the operation of 'invisible mechas' is somewhat different from that of ordinary mechas, so it takes a while for the mechas to adapt." Zhong Yun stood up and answered.

When everyone present heard only one hundred flights, their brows frowned, too few.

The Supreme Commander of the Temporary Operations Department, the former military chief, shook his head, "We no longer have time to wait for the mecha division to adapt slowly. Now we will fight every second. You are the designer and you know the performance and operation of the "invisible mecha" best, so you will be the instructor of the mecha division."

"Also, let the Zhong Group try its best to build several 'invisible mechas' in the past two days. This operation will never be missed."

The plan has been decided, and Zhong Yun did not refute it.

After the meeting, Yang Yunrong took Zhong Yun to the military camp where the "rescue team" of the aristocratic family was located, and gave him a major general and staff officer. Then he left to deal with his own affairs.

After hearing the explanation of the major general's staff officer, Zhong Yun then realized how strong the Davao family was.

At this critical moment when the country is about to be destroyed, all the aristocratic families no longer hide their strengths, but have taken out all their belongings. They all know the truth that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold.

There are 300,000 mechas of various colors of more than two stars, 500,000 fighter jets, ten caravan frigates that can compete with the "Misty Mountain" class warships, and one hundred and thirty "Lanshui-class" destroyers.

Such powerful strength is almost as good as the sum of the two military regions of Davao.

Although he lamented the powerful strength of the Yu family, Zhong Yun was still not optimistic about this temporary "rescue team". These people were not the army after all. The army was about obedience and cooperation.

However, these teams composed of all the aristocratic families are too messy, and it is not easy to establish a command system within two days. He is not optimistic about the combat effectiveness of this team.

But Zhong Yun would not say these words in a bad mood and listened silently to the major staff's explanation.

The entire barracks are very large, and they are built at the foot of a mountain near Wall City. This place is originally a barracks of the troops guarding the capital. After those troops were sent to the front line, they were empty.

Hundreds of thousands of troops surrounded half of the capital, stretching out a lot.

Zhong Yun came to his camp, and he will teach 300 Level 3 mecha masters as an instructor.

According to the Major General Staff, these mecha divisions are all the best in various families, and they all have one characteristic, that is, they are young, and there are basically no ones over twenty-five years old here.

When he entered the military camp, Zhong Yun had already changed into a brand new set of major general uniforms. He was wearing a slender and straight dark blue military uniform, which made him look very upright and full of heroism.

As soon as he entered the camp, the major general and staff officer rang the assembly bell.

Three minutes later, all three hundred people had already gathered. A tall and heroic young man left the list, "The 'Special A Mecha Battalion' was all three hundred people." Then he retreated.

Zhong Yun nodded silently. These people are of good quality. Although they have been gathering for a long time, they are not soldiers and cannot be required by soldiers' standards. Moreover, the queue is very neat, although it is a bit insufficient in his eyes. Overall, he is still quite satisfied.

After staying at Yang Siqing's base for several months, he was no stranger to military life.

The major general adviser spoke, "From today, Major General Zhong will be your instructor, and he will be responsible for training you. Are there any problems?" Looking around for a week, seeing no one speaks, he nodded, "Now, Instructor Zhong will speak to you."

After saying that, the major general took a step back and left Zhong Yun in front.

Zhong Yun took a teaching stick in his hand and walked forward a few steps, walked to the mecha masters, walked from left to right, and then from right to left, looking at the people in the front row one by one.

Everyone looked at him without giving in, and the atmosphere was a little nervous for a moment.

No one spoke, only the "squeak" sound of Zhong Yun's leather boots rubbing against the rough marble floor, and the "squeak" sound of the "squeak" sound of the leather whip hitting the military trousers.

After walking back and forth, Zhong Yun stood in front of the team, looking at his rebellious eyes, he spoke, "I know, many people among you are dissatisfied."

He raised his teaching stick and pointed the Venus star on his left shoulder, "Why, I am younger than you, but there are stars on my shoulders."

His eyes swept over the firm and young faces, and his tone suddenly increased, "You must think that this kid must have an extraordinary background. He relied on Zu Yin to sit in a high position at a young age. In fact, he is a candid with no money. Isn't it?"

The team remains silent.

"Answer me." Zhong Yun roared.

"Yes." The answer was neat and uniform, with three hundred people yelling in unison, and the momentum was quite amazing.

"Very good." Zhong Yun waved his whip down, with a whistle, "What I hate most in my life is that I only know how to respond to the verbal response. You dare to question the authority, and I appreciate it."

Zhong Yun threw the whip to the side, held each other's hands, twisted his wrists, and made a "cracking" sound in the concern, "In the army, it's not a mouth. Do I have the right to be this major general, and do I have the right to be your instructor? Come and call me."

After saying that, he had already released the button on the top of the military uniform.

The major general staff officer did not stop him, but instead cooperated to take a few steps back.

"I'll do it." The tall and heroic young man who reported the number was out of the list.

The team behind quickly dispersed and left a piece of open space.

Zhong Yun looked at the young man who was looking at him solemnly, shook his head, "You can't do it, ask the four people to come up."

The other mecha masters were uproared. This young man was the strongest among the 300 mecha masters. He was close to level 8 physical skills. At the age of twenty-three, he could be said to be a genius.

At first, when I saw the overly young major general who asked for a duel with no clue, many people were already ready to go and call him a sensation.

Not wanting to be taken first by the young man, everyone had the idea of ​​watching the show, wanting to see how the young general ended after losing.

Who knew that he was so arrogant that he wanted to fight five with one. It was really tolerant, but who would not be able to bear it. Four people immediately came out, "I'll learn about the means of "Instructor Zhong." One person said.

The young man who came out first did not object. In fact, he never moved when he stood in front of Zhong Yun. He looked like he was facing a great enemy.

Some careful people have seen something wrong. The young man was a little too cautious.

The young master in front of him is no longer over twenty years old. With the innate limitations of human beings, it is already the best to reach level 5 of physical skills. For him, who is at the top of level 7 physical skills, no matter how he looks at it, he will only lose. What's wrong with him?

Five mecha masters surrounded Zhong Yun in an arc, and the scene calmed down again, and everyone held their breath and waited to watch the show.

Although some people think that since Zhong Yun dares to make such big talk, they will definitely have some support. But they can't figure out what kind of methods Zhong Yun has to make him win the siege of five masters of level seven of physical skills.

"Drink—" The young man who came out first finally took action. A ball of black gas was surrounding his arm, and the muscles of the whole arm grew bigger. The general made of nano-scale materials was stretched tightly, revealing the shape of the muscles below.
To be continued...