Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat Chapter 711

Chapter 711 Voices in the Army

Just when Fang Lang was feeling complacent about getting the old man's calligraphy, in the Brazilian Army camp located on the border of Brazil and Afghanistan, the last Brazilian Army division commander Ivy Gilmore who stayed in the camp was standing at the gate of the camp to greet his old superior, the Brazilian Army Lieutenant General Chizzy Whiteman, deputy chief of staff.

 “Your Excellency, General, welcome your arrival!”

Seeing Lieutenant General Chizzy Whiteman, the lightly dressed Deputy Chief of Staff, Ivy Gilmore, although he was a little confused, still stood at attention and saluted enthusiastically, and opened the car door for him with his own hands.

 Lieutenant General Chizzy Whiteman is a short, fat, bald old man in his early fifties. It takes a gentle jump to get out of the back of the latest Aston Martin military Jeep.

As he landed, the military uniform, which was bulging high due to his belly, shook uncontrollably several times, and several buttons seemed to be ejected at any time.

Of course, people around saw this situation, and no one dared to express any opinions. After all, the other party was the deputy chief of staff of the Army Department, and everyone here was his subordinates. Who dared to laugh at his superiors?

 But Lieutenant General Chizzy Whiteman was obviously not in the mood to pay attention to his own image or the eyes of the surrounding officers. He just glanced around and lowered his voice:

“Didn't I tell you that I came here privately this time and don't want too many people to know? Why are so many people greeting me?”

The dissatisfaction revealed in his tone was palpable. The embarrassment on Ivy Gilmore's face flashed away when he heard this. It seemed that this time he was flattering the horse. In the past, General Chizzy Whiteman did not like grandiosity the most. ? Why has it changed this time?

 But now that the chief had spoken, he naturally wanted to make up for his mistake immediately, and quickly lowered his voice and said:

“Then you think, should I just ask them to withdraw first, or what?”

Upon hearing this, General Chizzy Whiteman glared at this guy, forced a smile on his face in dissatisfaction, and raised his hand to salute the surrounding officers.

He whispered to Ivy Gilmore again:

“Everyone is here and has seen me, so what's the use of asking them to withdraw now. Remember I'm here for inspection today.”

After speaking, he walked toward a group of officers waiting not far away with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand from a distance, and shook hands with the officers. And expressed my condolences to everyone very warmly.

These officers are all soldiers who stayed at the border with Argentina and have been in confrontation with Argentina for a long time. Now that the deputy chief of staff of the army has come to express condolences, everyone is naturally very happy.

After a cordial conversation with everyone, General Chizzy Whiteman refused the photo session arranged by the paperwork and came to his office accompanied by Ivy Gilmore.

Because Brazil and Argentina have been in a border confrontation in recent years, the Brazilian army has built the garrison here into permanent fortifications, and the garrison camps are also solid reinforced concrete brick buildings.

The office of Ivy Gilmore, who is now the last to be evacuated, is not luxurious, but it is definitely spacious.

After inviting General Chizzy Whiteman into his office, Ivy Gilmore diligently poured him coffee. He sat next to the commander and waited for instructions.

“General, it's my fault that I failed to fully understand your instructions and caused you trouble.”

Hearing this, General Chizzy Whiteman didn't say much. He just picked up the coffee in front of him, took a sip gently, and then said slowly:

 “Avi! We have been working together for more than thirty years!”

Hearing the old officer suddenly mention this topic, Ivy Gilmore also felt nervous, thinking that the other person was blaming him, so he quickly stood up from the stool, bent slightly, and said to General Chizzy Whiteman very respectfully. :

“Your Excellency, General, it has been thirty years this year. When you were the platoon leader, I was your most capable squad leader. Now that you are the deputy chief of staff of the Army Department, I am still your most capable division commander.”

 General Chizzy Whiteman also smiled when he heard Ivy Gilmore's obvious words of loyalty, and said with emotion:

"Yes! Thirty years have passed before I knew it. I think back then, our army life was so comfortable! Look at it now... ugh!"

Seeing General Chizzy Whiteman's expression of emotion, Ivy Gilmore was a little confused for a moment. In his opinion, the Army's life has been getting better and better in recent years!

Thinking back to when they first entered the army, the Brazilian army was not excellent in all aspects, and could only barely pass the standards. Even the equipment was all kinds of, and the logistical support was far less abundant than it is now. Not to mention that the two of them were able to get to where they are now.

 But since his leader said this, there must be a reason. As a subordinate, he must not jump out and speak against the other party!

 So, after thinking about it for a moment, he quickly agreed:

"Yes! Life is really bad now, just because that arrogant guy in Argentina dragged us from the base to this border, and it took us a few years to live."

Hearing this, Chizzy Whiteman couldn't help but frown a little. After all, this guy has been following him for nearly thirty years! There is no tacit understanding at all, and I can't understand what I mean.

But when he thought about it, he was relieved that the other party had been staying on the border of Pakistan and Afghanistan in the past few years and no longer stayed by his side to receive teachings.

“Yes! It's really not easy for you front-line commanders. The Ministry of National Defense transferred you to this remote area with just one order.

I would like to say that when the Argentines provoked us, we should not have exercised restraint. As for those Argentinian soldiers, we could completely defeat them with just one charge.

There is no need to go through so much trouble now to station the army here so that the brothers cannot return even if they have homes. "

At this moment, Ivy Gilmore finally heard the hidden meaning of General Chizzy Whiteman's words. It seemed that the other party was complaining to him about his dissatisfaction with the Ministry of Defense!

Recalling that the current person in charge of the Ministry of Defense is General Crook, who was once the Minister of the Navy, he had some vague guesses in his mind, and he tentatively said:

"Alas! The people who are in charge now are not from our army! Naturally, we, the army, will have to step aside."

As soon as these words came out, Chizzy Whiteman's eyes couldn't help but light up, but fortunately, he was also a cunning person, so he quickly hid this emotion quietly.

He then said with emotion:

"Alas! Who says it's not the case! The current Ministry of War is no longer the original Ministry of War. For their own personal interests, many guys have gone directly to their original opponents regardless of their face. They really don't even need to lose face. !”

Although Chizzy Whiteman concealed it very well, Ivy Gilmore had been by his side for nearly thirty years. How could he not detect the other's emotional changes? At this moment, he knew that he had guessed the other person's thoughts correctly.

He smiled calmly, and then said: "Yes! Only those who still adhere to principles like your Excellency, the General, can continue to run around for the interests of our army and prevent our voices from being completely suppressed by the navy." .”

Ivy Gilmore naturally knows very well what kind of person General Chizzy Whiteman is. Now that he sees the other person's compassionate look, people who don't understand him might really believe that he is a man who is dedicated to doing nothing. The Army considers it a good officer.

 But Ivy Gilmore is not someone else! He has been with the other party for thirty years, how could he not understand the other party! Now that the other person said this, he must have other ideas.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, General Chizzy Whiteman spoke directly.

"Avi, you understand me! It's really difficult for me now. There are fewer and fewer people in the Army Department who are willing to continue to maintain the dignity of our Army. Everyone has become a follower. If this continues, we will Sooner or later the Army will become a dependency of the Navy."

Of course Ivy Gilmore understood the purpose of the other party's words. If he didn't express his stance at this time, he would not be able to find a common topic with the other party, and he would not be able to continue to follow the other party's footsteps.

"Please rest assured, General, I will always stand with you, resolutely resist the navy's infiltration of us, and maintain the dignity that the army deserves."

Hearing this, General Chizzy Whiteman once again had a satisfied smile on his face. He reached out and patted Ivy Gilmore's arm and said:

 “Haha...Okay, we are indeed good brothers, Ivey, I saw you right.”

Seeing Chizzy Whiteman's appearance, Ivy Gilmore breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Although he still didn't understand the purpose of the other party's coming here today, it seemed that it would not be wrong to follow what the other party said.

 After all, oneself and the other party are considered to be of the same faction and should support each other. In fact, the relationship between the two is not a complete superior-subordinate relationship. Compared with the other party's deputy chief of staff position, he, as the division commander, has greater real power.

 He also prefers the feeling of leading troops on the front line. Chizzy Whiteman had long wanted to obtain a higher position in the War Department, so he took the initiative to work in the War Department.

 But after so many years, he has only managed to get a deputy chief of staff of the Army Department. Obviously, the Army Department is not easy to get along with. However, the other party is still nominally the superior leader of their grassroots troops.

 So, when the other party comes, he must still maintain enough respect. As for the other party's purpose! That depends on the specific situation. Since the other party said that he came to see him in a private capacity this time, he must have a purpose, but we still don't know what the other party meant.

“Haha... That's right, we are veterans of the army for more than thirty years, so of course we are on the side of the army.”

 After confirming Ivy Gilmore's attitude, Chizzy Whiteman did not hesitate and continued:

“The Tiger-1 tank recently studied by Fangyuan Group has been officially finalized. Have you heard the news?”

Hearing this, a flash of light flashed in Ivy Gilmore's eyes. As an army officer, who wouldn't want to lead a powerful armored fighting vehicle under his command?

But as an officer who had not participated in the European War, although he served as the commander of the infantry division in Brazil, he also knew very well that his future should have reached this point.

Now that Chizzy Whiteman suddenly came to him and discussed the topic of new tanks with him, his spirit was immediately lifted. Some looked at Chizzy Whiteman eagerly and said:

“I heard about it. This is a huge event for our army. How could I not have heard about it? What? Has the Ministry of War already considered how to equip it?”

Looking at his eager look, Chizzy Whiteman flashed a smile in his eyes, but his expression had to be pretending to be sad:

“Alas! When I talk about this matter, I am full of anger. Originally, the finalization of domestically produced tanks is great news for our army.

There has also been a heated discussion within the Ministry of War on how to equip each infantry division. In my opinion, each infantry division should be equipped with at least one battalion to one regiment of tanks, so as to ensure fairness.

Brothers don't have much objection. "

With Ivy Gilmore's status in the army, he knew very well that he would never be able to directly transform all his troops into armored divisions. Therefore, Chizzy Whiteman's statement was the most beneficial to him.

Not to mention a regiment, even if it is only equipped with a battalion of tanks, the combat effectiveness of his division will be increased exponentially. Therefore, after hearing this statement, he couldn't wait to say:

"Really? That's great! Haha... In this way, our combat effectiveness will definitely make a qualitative leap."

Looking at the other party's appearance, Chizzy Whiteman sighed softly and said:

“Alas! It's a pity that my idea was not agreed by those guys. They all said that tanks can only exert their greatest power when used intensively.

 Therefore, they all requested to prioritize the reorganization of an armored division. What's even more hateful is that they actually planned to let the traitor Wolf Fairclough, who had defected to the navy, serve as the commander of this armored division.

 Do you think this is nonsense? This guy used to be just a combat staff officer under my command. After joining the Navy, he was sent directly to the U.S. Military Academy at West Point to study. After returning from studying, he directly became the commander of a motorized division.

 Now he wants to become the division commander of the third armored division in the country. If they really succeed, wouldn't it become a joke for those of us soldiers who still insist on maintaining the dignity of the Army? "

Hearing these words in Ivy Gilmore's ears was like a basin of cold water, which chilled him from beginning to end. If he didn't know that Chizzy Whiteman said they had a chance to get at least a battalion of tanks, he would forget it.

But after what Chizzy Whiteman said before, isn't this equivalent to plucking the tank battalion he is about to get from his mouth? How could he bear this?

 Suddenly, his whole face fell.

“Assholes, these **** traitors, how dare they do this? In order to kneel down and lick the navy, they don't even have the most basic dignity?”

Seeing the furious Ivy Gilmore, Chiz Whiteman's eyes flashed with a hint of pride, and he continued to add fuel to the fire with a look of annoyance on his face:

“Yes! Now these guys have lost even the most basic bottom line. Our Minister of the Army is also a waste. Not only is he unable to lead our Army to continue to win on the battlefield, but he has also lost control of the Army Department.

If this continues, our army will become a vassal of the navy in less than two years. By then, we old men in the Army will probably be eliminated! "

 (End of this chapter)

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