Chapter 101: Revised: Volume 3 - 11
Seeing the students collectively go crazy, Fatty knew this was too stimulating. Hamid was straightforward, saying whatever came to his mind. Everyone knew that the academy hadn’t officially started classes yet, and the students who signed up for the two courses taught by Russell almost fought each other. Slots were limited after all, and the academy leadership had already held several meetings to decide who could attend. No one had heard of anyone receiving individual guidance from Russell at this time.
Just by thinking a little about Hamid’s words, one could realize that this instructor from the Repair Camp was actually a disciple of Russell, the top Great General! Just seeing Russell attend meetings and send someone to notify Fatty was enough to know how impressive this guy was.
When Russell was still with the Gazalin Empire, many of his battle examples were used in Leray Federation’s courses. The number of people who idolized him was countless! Later, when the Gazalin Empire ruthlessly invaded the Federation, Russell naturally commanded the Imperial Army. At that time, the entire Federation hated him to the bone! But this hatred couldn’t hide the respect and fear for this military genius. The students had often discussed assassinating Russell! Making him disappear was almost the thought of every Federation citizen during their toughest times. This person was simply too dangerous!
The root cause of such violent thoughts was still based on awe for his military capabilities!
Later on, Russell’s rebellion directly led to the complete collapse of the Gazalin Empire’s Newton Offensive. No matter how much they had hated this person before, it now transformed into an indescribable joy!
The more they had hated him, the happier they were! Russell’s military genius was finally not being used against the Federation. On the contrary, he became the absolute guarantee for the Federation’s future victories! With the Gazalin Empire losing their top Great General, what could they do? Their demise was imminent!
Becoming the disciple of such a Great General was the dream of every Military Academy student, and the dream of many young commanders as well.
Fatty had once dismissed this dream like a slip of paper. Luckily, very few people knew about this, otherwise, Fatty estimated that he might be cursed to death alive.