Geng Liang's face turned purple with anger, but he said at that time that he knew more than just Chen Cheng in Wuchang, but in fact, he just knew Chen Cheng!

The position of clerk must be obtained, but if you don’t, then you can go and find another master! Chen Cheng obviously has several meanings in this appointment, and Geng Liang can only think of two things, one is to look down on him, the other is to burn bridges across the river, and he can’t imagine other aspects.

Seeing Geng Liang being defeated, the captain asked tentatively: "Brother Geng, do you have any other places to go?"

Geng Liang really wants to curse, where else can I go?! You mom! (Dialect words to curse people)

"I'll go find my teacher!" Geng Liang glared at the captain fiercely, then carried the box and pretended to leave. In fact, he didn't know where he was going.

The captain touched his chin and went back to report his life.

After hearing this, Chen Cheng snorted coldly: "His teacher? Zeng Cheng has not returned to China. Could it be that he is the one who went to find the secret service? Humph!"

Captain: "But, the seat, do you need the secret seal of the secret service to take it away? Could it be that Geng Liang can really find the secret service personnel? After all, where is Director Dai..."

Chen Cheng put the cup heavily on the table: "What! Am I afraid of his secret service?! So what about Dai Li? I can't even make a general. I'm doing it all day long, and I'm just a matter of getting information or something."

The captain nodded like a pecking rice: "What the post said is that although the secret service department sounds nice, it is actually nothing."

Then he looked at Chen Cheng picking up the cup to drink tea again, and rolled his eyes and asked, "Well, Geng Liang..."

Chen Cheng said without looking back: "He is a wild horse. Even if he is left by my side, he will not be used for me. I will tie his reins so that I will be used for me in the future."

The captain suddenly realized that Chen Cheng was grinding away Geng Liang's sharpness. No wonder, but...

The captain thought for a moment, left Chen Cheng's office, and went to chase Geng Liang like crazy, but he didn't know where Geng Liang had gone.

"It's broken. I need to sharpen my knife and quench it. I can't spit it out. When Geng Liang opens the blade, I will have to start the surgery first. Besides, he is the son of a commander. I am a captain without a background. I'm tired of living with his shoes." The captain suddenly became clear and regretted his attitude of smiling and not smiling at Geng Liang just now.

Geng Liang found the military reception desk and asked for a separate room. Of course, he directly registered his name with the military rank of the school official, and asked: "Position"

Geng Liang: "Waiting for the order to transfer"

The registered person stopped talking and gave Geng Liang a key, and Geng Liang went to the second floor to find his room.

There is everything in the reception, even a bath, a restaurant, and a garden.

After dinner, Geng Liang came to the restaurant and found that the restaurant was not a restaurant at all, but a club-like place with bright lights and wine.

There are all kinds of people in the Wuchang camp, and the organization office organizes all the army, so you can see all kinds of military uniforms here.

Geng Liang saw the German military uniform. Huh? Could it be that these officers were the famous German military troops? When he walked in and saw the badge, he realized that they were from the Central Guidance Corps.

"The Central Guidance Corps actually uses German equipment! Even the military uniforms are imitated by German military uniforms," ​​Geng Liang muttered.

"Hey? Are you a graduate from the Whampoa Military Academy?" A person from the teaching corps saw Geng Liang.

Geng Liang was stunned and looked at this person carefully, and there was no impression at all. Of course this was nonsense, and of course he had no impression.

The man came over with a smile: "I remember you, your name is Geng Liang! That thorn! Oh? Where is the other thorn? Where has it gone?"

Geng Liang blinked his eyes twice: "Uh, I'm going to the front line."

The man pointed to his chest and said, "What? I forgot me? That's right. You've been in the artillery department for a few days. It's normal for me to be the instructor, but I remember that you saved Chang Hong's life."

Geng Liangxin said: "I don't remember..."

But he still smiled on the surface: "It's a simple task, so why bother to ask?"

The man patted Geng Liang on the shoulder and shouted to the person next to him intentionally or unintentionally: "How could this be a simple task? Three grenade launchers are filled with cannons. When the bullets are discharged, if you hadn't pulled Chang Hong away in time, Chang Hong would have lost his body. Three grenade launchers cannons! Save people at the risk of being killed by the bomb. If this is a simple task, how can you let us live!"

When the people around him heard this, they all praised and discussed it. Geng Liang was also surprised, Oh? Does Geng Liang have such glorious deeds?

"So, the matter of your going to Germany for further study was promised by the education director personally. Otherwise, you would think that your father, a mere military commander, could send you to Germany for further study?" The man smiled.

There was a sigh around him again. It turned out that it was the general Huzi. Geng Liang felt many eyes wandering around him, both kind and unkind.

"The instructor praised it, this is just a conditioned reflex," Geng Liang said.

"Conditioned Reflex?" The instructor was stunned. Geng Liang said: "Just like a soldier's first action after getting a gun is to pull the bolt to check the bullet. He does it subconsciously, and the instructor doesn't have to do this."

The artillery instructor immediately laughed: "I didn't expect that when I went to Germany this time, it was really different when I came back. It turned out that you wanted to put the medal on your face. Why did you become so humble when you came back this time?"

Geng Liang was full of black lines. His dark history was indeed unsatisfactory. He couldn't even show off his basics, and he was in vain.

"Come on, have a drink, how about it? What position did Chief Chen Cheng assign you this time? Depending on your level, I'm afraid you'll be a sect." The artillery instructor is indeed an artilleryman, and his voice is as loud as a shooting artillery.

Geng Liang smiled and said, "Sir, I haven't received the order yet."

Artillery instructor: "What is the chief? I'll call me the instructor, and I'll call me the eldest brother!"

Geng Liang, if someone gives him a pole, he can't climb up the pole: "Instructor Du, I don't know why you came to Wuchang for? The Central Guidance Corps shouldn't be reorganized, right?"

The instructor took a sip of Lao Baigan: "You don't know this. This time I got a lot of good things from Germany, including 400 Mauser 98."

Mauser 98, Geng Liang felt heart ache, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Geng Liang lowered his head: "I know, there are Krupp heavy artillery and anti-aircraft artillery that come back with him."

"Puff" Instructor Du looked at Geng Liang in surprise: "How did you know!"

Geng Liang's heart was even more painful, and he was almost in pain: "Because Leng Feng and I were escorted back. Those four hundred rifles were gifts given to us by the German nobles."

The instructor suddenly said a little bit, and then asked tentatively: "That... these guns."

Geng Liang smiled bitterly: "The arm can't twist the thigh, instructor."

The instructor suddenly understood and patted his shoulder: "Hey! I understand, how many people are staring at these hundreds of guns? You have not assigned a position yet, so you will definitely not be able to keep it. But where is your father... Isn't there a place for you in Jinling?"

Geng Liang: "I was squeezed out by the people from the Jinling Garrison Headquarters."

The instructor was even more speechless, and he was just poking others' pain. The instructor wished he was a mute.
Chapter completed!