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On the night of July 17 at nine o'clock, the First Mobile Army Headquarters.
Pavlov came to Wang Zhong with a thick stack of documents.
Wang Zhong: "My God, you're actually asking me to sign documents at a time like this?"
"No, these are summaries of the situation, I think you should need a detailed understanding of the battlefield conditions—or trust my and the staff officers' capabilities, and just listen to my summary."
Wang Zhong looked at Pavlov and said seriously, "I trust you and the staff officers' capabilities."
Pavlov glanced at the moved junior staff officer next to him: "He's just too lazy to read through it himself, you all need to get used to the commander's inaction as soon as possible, and try to handle every detail well, because the commander won't take care of these things."
The junior staff officer nodded repeatedly while Wang Zhong protested, "I'm still going to scout the front line personally!"
