Yang Wei's staff room is a separate brick and tile house located in the Tank Division Camp. As soon as he goes out, he can see the standard date pit ball stadium. No one is playing at this moment. He walked along the stadium, left the camp through the side door, and slowly climbed the back mountain of the camp.

Standing on the mountain, you can see the harbor south of Yongming City. Large ships like small buildings are moored at the port, and small boats passing by are drawing white lines on the sea.

Black smoke rose from the dock, which was the exhaust gas emitted by steam cranes. Because of these cranes, the cargo on the ship was quickly moved to the dock and dragged it from a large horse to various construction sites in need.

Yang Wei remembered that the dock he had seen before, and there were a group of hard-working men lined up and carried bags from the springboard. No matter how many people there were, it was impossible for others to fly over their heads, and the efficiency was extremely low. Now, it was just a slap in a relaxed manner, and the workload of a day was completed in one breath, which really made people sigh at the greatness of this natural power.

The sound from the pier reached the mountain, like thunder, and occasionally a few sharp horns sounds came out, and the mountain wind could not be heard clearly.

Yang Wei took a deep breath and suddenly felt that the air inhaled into his lungs seemed to have a more strange smell than when he first came. Looking at the rolling black smoke, he believed that it was not because he was too careful.

——The past era was always good, but now the Ming Dynasty is getting faster and faster, and it always feels boring. But that’s good. At the school level, the officers can still get a house in the capital. If they rent it out, the monthly rent will be enough for me to live in fishing and reading books in the countryside, right?

Yang Wei has no idea about life at all. The army is like another world. Any supplies are distributed into a pack and each person has a portion of it. He can get whatever class he is at, and there is no conflict. Although Yang Wei likes this kind of simple life, he does not like fighting. He does not like having a boss pressing on his head.

——Although Wei Qingju is arrogant, his character is still undeniable.

Yang Wei relieved Wei Yun in his heart again.

"Staff Officer Yang!" A private who was a few years older than Yang Wei ran up: "Our division commander invites you to go."

When Yang Wei turned around, he quickly recognized the soldier. He had met once. He was the attendant of Wang Yi and Wang Fuchen, the commander of the Tank Division. The story about him and Wang Yi is also very interesting. It is said that this soldier was quite arrogant because he practiced martial arts at home. He even beat his own general, but he was beaten down by Wang Yi with one hand. From then on, he followed Wang Yi closely and was said to have become a disciple.

"I'll go now." Yang Wei said with a smile.

Private smiled and said, "Staff Officer Yang, do you want me to carry you? It's hard to walk on the mountain road, so be careful to sprain your ankle."

Yang Wei knew that the private was teasing him, so he was too lazy to say anything, so he ran to the bottom of the mountain quickly.

Wang Yi had just returned from the north. He still had the smell of northern ice and snow on his body, and obviously he rushed to the camp without rest.

"There are some Manchus who are not open to their eyes and have all been arrested and mined." Wang Yi skipped the greeting process as soon as he saw Yang Wei, and went straight to the topic and said: "If there are less than three million Han people, it will be very difficult to defend this land."

"Then you have to move three mansions over, it's not easy," Yang Wei said.

"Only take it slowly, it is so slow that it makes people anxious." Wang Yi and Yang Wei met only once, but they fell in love with each other. They were very proud of Yang Wei's knowledge. He pulled Yang Wei to the sand table and said, "Xiao Yang help me see. My teacher is stationed here, what is the purpose of the court."

Yang Wei glanced at the staff of the tank division next to him, and didn't think it was a surprise when he saw them. He knew that this was his age advantage, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "It's just a fight against Japan."

Wang Yi laughed: "Continue to talk."

"What else do you say?" Yang Wei pretended not to know.

"Everyone can see that fighting Japan is going to see it, but we have heard of your attack plan. That can't be started in three to five years. Isn't the tank division just spending here?" Wang Yi said.

——Ah, there are big mouths in the army!

The order of attack on Wei Yun that Yang Wei said to Wei Yun was not a specific document, but at most it was a one-man statement, so it was not considered a leak if it was rumored. However, Wang Yi mentioned this matter now. It was obviously a bit unfair, because there was no tank master in Yang Wei's previous version.

"It's not a waste," Yang Wei said: "The general naturally needs to collect information for combat and create maps and sand tables."

"Aren't the North Korean division doing it?" Wang Yi said disapprovingly.

"The Korean division only works as a Japanese, not as a slave," said Yang Wei.

"Nu'er's fault? What's the relationship between fighting Japan and fighting Nu'er? Can Japan still fight across the sea?" Wang Yi said in surprise: "You won't be fooled by the mountain wind, are you? Or are you perfunctory to me?"

Yang Wei had no awe of the youngest general of the Ming Dynasty. He gently tapped the edge of the sand table and said, "There is a big island here."

"Yes, Kuwuwei, there is also a Yongning Temple above." Wang Yi said: "I led my troops up last year, and now there are only some Japanese fishermen there."

In the 21st year of Wanli, Toyotomi Hideyoshi sent general Matsumaki Kyohiro to capture all the land of the Hokkien, including the part of Sakhalin controlled by the Ainu people, thus starting the history of the Japanese on Sakhalin.

"I haven't been there before, but looking at the map drawn by the Japanese themselves, the southern end of this island is almost connected to the Hokkaido (Hokkaido)." Yang Wei said.

"It's across the sea, and it's not connected." Wang Yi thoughtfully, turned behind him and said, "Hey, is it feasible for the entire army to move to Kuwu Island and cross the sea to attack the Estuary Land?"

Zhang Li knew that this "Aihe" was calling him, so he came over with consciously. He walked a small pinnacle on Kuwu Island on the edge of the sand table and said, "From the crossing of the sea, Kuwu must be easier than landing on the main island of Japan here. At least the sea route is close. However, it is not easy for the entire master to station on Kuwu Island.

"Not to mention that this violates the military order of the Ministry of War. Just talk about logistics, there are only a few fishing villages on Kuwu Island. Where can the soldiers sleep? What should they eat?" Zhang Li, as the chief of staff of the tank division, already knew Wang Yi's style very well. The whole army knew that Wang Fuchen's tactical vision was among the best, and his fighting spirit was also admirable... But if a general only wanted to burn his boat, he would sink himself one day.

Wang Yi remained silent, which made Zhang Li feel an ominous premonition. He quickly looked at Yang Wei and said in his heart: If you want the bell to be untied, you must tie the bell. If you really let the madman Wang run away, I will definitely be with you!

"General, the subordinate official means to send a small number of troops to recover Kugu first, set up a military fort, and then wait for the opportunity." Yang Wei explained: "Once the Battle of Satsuma begins, Nagasaki Ikki, the shogunate will inevitably gather a large army to go south. At this time, the general's partial subordinate Kugu attacks the Hokki, and the main force lands in the Hokki, sweeping the entire island, forcing the south. The shogunate army can only return without success and lose its power."

When the Tokugawa family reached this level, the only way to take was to stick to Edo and then negotiate with the Ming Dynasty, otherwise they would have to face the reversal movement of the lords of various vassal states.

Wang Yi was still silent and said for a long time: "Wait for a few years, it's a small fight again."

"General, the land of Nuergan is even larger than that of Liaoning and Haixi, which can be divided into three provinces. If the general can send someone to explore it, wouldn't it be a recovery of the land of the three provinces? Such a merit is not inferior to that of one Japan." Zhang Li also advised.

"It's all places without people..." The merits of military generals need to be passed down by word of mouth. It is the job of an explorer to drill into the valley to erect monuments.

"There will be something in the future." Zhang Li winked at Yang Wei and signaled him to persuade him together.

Yang Wei seemed not to see it, and thought to himself: What does this matter to me? My salary is not obtained from the tank division.

Wang Yi finally adopted Zhang Li's suggestion and divided the forces of two battalions into units of flag teams to investigate Nuergan, determine the location of each tribe, and sort out the relationship. At the same time, he ordered the border battalion composed of three Korean soldiers to go to Shida Xing'an Mountains to find a pass to garrison so as not to infiltrate the Russians again.

As for Kuwu, he assigned a war barracks to find ports and set up military fort wharfs to prepare for future combat against Japan.

Although there is something to do for the time being, Wang Yi still hopes to be assigned to the Mongolian battlefield, which is the world of the army. Especially now that the Ming Dynasty has rolling trucks and plowing machines, there are more and more new machines powered by steam engines. Will the tanks promised by His Majesty the Emperor go far? If there is such an iron rushing car, even if the superiors do not fire their guns, they can disperse the formation of the Mongolian cavalry and wipe it out.

As Wang Yi thought about it, his thoughts drifted from Haixi to Mongolia and from Mongolia to Beijing, thinking of his newlywed wife Huang Ruixue. After marriage, they were rarely together and had many resentments in their correspondence, but no one was willing to give up their current career, so they could only live a life of separation between the two places.

——You can return to Beijing to work in four months.

Wang Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

While Wang Yi was in a daze, Yang Wei's thoughts also drifted to the distance. He didn't want to go to Mongolia, nor did he want to follow the army to continue eastward, and finally went to the legendary New Continent of the Silver America.

After Wei Yun transferred his organization to the Korean division, he had no intention of fulfilling his promise. When asked, he responded to Mencius's words: "Your Majesty, you don't have to believe in your words, and you don't have to do what you do, but only what is righteous." He held Yang Wei and asked him to continue to work hard for the Ming Dynasty. This is where righteousness lies.

——Even if you stay in Japan.

Yang Wei looked at the Japanese graphics on the sand table, which looked like a bug, and was quite disgusting. He suddenly realized that since his father passed away, he had no home, and it seemed that he would go anywhere.

However, Yang Wei has another report to write about the allocation of troops' numbers. Nowadays, more and more troops are distinguished by place names, but in fact, the soldiers are not locals. For example, the North Korean division is mostly Shandong soldiers. If transferred to Mongolia or America, is it still called the North Korean division?

Re-enable the numerical markings, it is best to see the military attributes and levels from them, so that the writing is convenient. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!