WWII military commentator? Even a dog could be one.

Chapter 104 Sean and Ridgway, I'm Just That Arrogant

How can you call it robbery? It was consensual.

Sean simply smiled as he looked at Eisenhower.

"Ten million? What about fifty people, or a hundred people?" Eisenhower knew that training Sean would require a lot of investment, which would also be a large sum of money.

"Then you can train yourselves in skydiving, diving, and driving. Obsidian will only be responsible for the most basic things."

"You can also train skydivers?" Eisenhower was surprised.

Hannie laughed. How novel! Heidel and Foreman are veteran paratroopers, and have even participated in many actual combat operations. They are much more experienced than your group of rookies from the 101st and 82nd Airborne Divisions.

"Yes, service is paramount."

Eisenhower was speechless after hearing Sean's words.

"And we also need to train marksmen. I'm not talking about ordinary assault team members, but professional marksmen. We need to provide sniper training."

"You can even train snipers?" Eisenhower was even more surprised.

How exciting! Germany's two best snipers are in my hands. I also have Obsidian and the training materials from the German Hunter Corps. I'm sure I can train snipers.

Sean nodded vigorously with a smile, "The customer is king."

It's important to know that during World War II, the United States didn't have many famous snipers. Most of the world's renowned snipers were concentrated in the North, Germany, and Canada. The United States didn't produce top-notch marksmen until after the war, during the Vietnam War and the Gulf War.

During this period, the United States lagged far behind other countries.

Can obsidian really train professional snipers?

"Yes, I plan to launch a sniper elite training program and conduct training courses for dual-sniper reconnaissance soldiers."

Eisenhower really didn't know how to complain; Sean Wayne had really taken the training business to a whole new level.

The key issue is that the US Army is too incompetent. Whether it's snipers or special forces, they can't train themselves. Most countries are also figuring things out as they go, but Sean is completely different.

Have you never been a special forces soldier, or even watched TV shows like SEAL Team Six and Secret Service?

One talks about seals, the other about the Delta.

I'm quite familiar with it, but I'll leave the practical training to Heidel and Forman, both of whom are officers and excellent at leading troops.

All Sean needed to do was provide the concept and direction; Heidel, with his impressive skills, could then complete the tasks on his own.

As for snipers, Matthias Hetzenor is incredibly skilled right now.

He not only created his own unique breathing method, but also, through extensive shooting training, he can now hit any target within 800 meters.

It can even fire rapidly.

Give me a precision marksman rifle, my god!

Talent, sometimes, really is an insurmountable chasm.

"Sean, how about you train some snipers for us too?" Eisenhower was tempted, knowing that the United States currently did not have professional sniper training programs.

They rely more on powerful firepower.

"Are you serious? You can't be serious, can you?" Matthew Ridgway shouted. This guy had just said he wanted ten million to train fifty people.

Are you still going to give him money? Our War Department isn't going to be taken advantage of.

Eisenhower smiled. "If what Sean says is true, our army does indeed need a lot of professional marksmen."

Even without having commanded on the battlefield, Eisenhower knew what effect a marksman could have: eliminating the enemy commander and dismantling the command structure.

It can accurately eliminate the enemy's machine gunners.

He even considered that snipers could engage in restrictive warfare during urban combat, killing a large number of enemy soldiers.

The UK is training Canadian snipers, and he even visited Camp Cook.

The Vandenberg Air Base that would later become known as the Falcon 9 was then a small camp training armored units, as were British Allied forces.

Eisenhower's words put Ridgway in a difficult position. On the one hand, what Eisenhower said was true, and on the other hand, Sean was indeed a ruthless businessman.

The War Department would spend a large sum of money on this, money that would be better spent on purchasing new equipment.

"I don't think it's appropriate," Ridgway, the chief of staff appointed by the War Department, voiced his objection.

"But I think it's necessary." Eisenhower didn't need to give Ridgway any face; he was Chief of Staff Marshall's favorite.

"You're helping this contractor make money," Ridgway began to complain.

He had already been given training for three divisions, along with a large number of officers, medics, and logistics personnel. This guy's Obsidian Corporation had taken out millions of dollars in contracts from the War Department.

In addition, Obsidian employed a large number of veterans.

Many outstanding soldiers even became close with their instructors. They had great respect for their seniors and were already considering their post-retirement jobs. Obsidian was the best choice for them.

Sean Wayne's influence in the military is expanding wildly.

It is important to know that many junior officers are likely to become the backbone of the U.S. military in the future, and these people will have intricate connections with Obsidian Military.

Sean Wayne not only made money, but also extended his reach throughout the Army, Air Force, and Marine Corps.

It wouldn't be surprising if he ran for president in the future; Sean Wayne has a huge influence in the United States.

That's right, and that's what Eisenhower values ​​most; he's already investing in the future.

"It's too expensive. I don't want to waste money on something meaningless," Matthew Ridgway insisted.

"But I think it's absolutely necessary." Two colleagues from the War Department's staff were arguing at that moment.

"Okay, if we also want to train a sniper reconnaissance battalion, like the dual-sniper team you mentioned, how much would that cost?"

"At least ten million."

"Go to hell." A reconnaissance battalion—no need to look, it's definitely not a normal military organization. You want ten million dollars for such a small number of people?

"It's too dark!" Ridgway cursed angrily.

"How can you say that? It's definitely worth the price." Sean wasn't angry at all, smiling as he looked at Ridgway. "Oh right, I forgot, the sniper course includes a lot of other subjects, it costs fifteen million."

"Fifteen million?" Ridgway grew angrier as he listened. You're not only not offering a discount, but you're even raising the price?

That's right, that's called a monopoly. Right now, besides ourselves, there's really no one else who can do this.

At least not in the United States.

Unless you pay to hire German instructors.

is it possible?

Britain would certainly disagree.

Sean became happier the more he thought about it.

"That's too much." Ridgway held back his outburst.

"Sean, may I ask why?"

"First of all, I can provide snipers with diving and parachuting courses. Your paratroopers are newly formed and have no experience at all."

Secondly, my special weapons and tactical units are in talks with the Los Angeles Police Department and even the California state government about contracting out special and difficult cases.

All trainees will receive a rare opportunity for real combat experience. Currently, the United States is not involved in the war, and there is a significant difference between regular training and actual combat.

Eisenhower's eyes lit up. That's right. But Sean also gave him an idea: should the Army also talk to the Department of Justice? That would provide plenty of opportunities for real combat.

However, the thought quickly faded away. Eliminating gangs and drug traffickers is a small-scale operation, which is more suitable for special operations.

Sean does have an advantage in training special forces.

"That is indeed a very good suggestion. I will report it to General Marshall."

Ridgway became anxious upon hearing Eisenhower's words.

"Are you serious? You can't be serious, can you? He wants twenty-five million dollars. You know, an M1 carbine only costs $43 these days."

That's equivalent to the price of 600,000 carbines.

"Isn't it worth the price?" Sean retorted, "You're underestimating the value of my product."

"I strongly oppose it," Ridgway said seriously. The army is being reorganized and needs money everywhere. How can it be wasted like this?

Hanni stood silently to the side, but inwardly she was sneer: Don't you know that the SS, Navy, and even the Air Force are all scrambling to develop special forces?

That's because you're inexperienced.

The money was well spent. The Battle of Crete demonstrates that special forces are often far more valuable than regular troops.

Sean's goodwill towards Ridgway diminished. Special forces were indeed not very effective on the main battlefield, so why did all the countries in later generations develop them?

The Russians may even have just as many special forces as the United States.

The Russian special forces, including the Alpha Group of the Ministry of State Security, the Special Forces of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the Signal Forces of the General Staff, the Special Forces of the Ministry of Defense, and the GRU (German Military Intelligence Bureau), number at least tens of thousands.

The United States is not to be outdone, with its Green Berets, Navy SEALs, Delta Force, numerous Special Expeditionary Forces, and countless unnumbered tactical teams of the ISA Black Ops Group.

In later generations, special operations almost became routine operations.

Numerous examples from the Russia-Ukraine war demonstrate that special operations can also evolve along with the weapons and methods of warfare.

"Colonel Ridgway, are you saying I'm swindling money?"

Sean's words suddenly became serious.

Eisenhower immediately tugged at Sean's arm. "Alright, alright, I'll submit a report, and General Marshall will make his own judgment."

These words only made Ridgway feel worse. They effectively filtered him out, showing that his objections were useless and that the Chief of Staff had the final say.

"That's right, I don't think this investment is worthwhile."

"Okay." Sean laughed wildly, his eyes fixed on Ridgeway.

Eisenhower tried to smooth things over again, saying, "Alright, alright, you both have valid points, but this isn't something we can decide."

Ridgway was even more upset; everyone knew Marshall liked this guy.

The army's darling is no joke.

Even if General Marshall agrees, I will still oppose it.

"Then let's see how things go, Hanni."

"teacher!"

"Have Heidegger summon Matthias."

"Yes, sir."

Hanni's lips curled into a sinister smile.

Sean looked at Ridgway and said casually while smoking, "You can choose any soldier from the San Diego military base, whether it's the Army or the Marine Corps."

"I'll only offer one person. If the soldier you choose can surpass Matthias in marksmanship, I'll lower the price; otherwise, shut up."

"Okay, I accept your challenge." Ridgway didn't believe that a coach could overwhelm tens of thousands of American soldiers in San Diego.

Haha, Hanni is about to burst out laughing! Don't you know that Matthias Hetzenauer was the best marksman selected in the entire German army?

How many people are there in the U.S. Army now? Matthias and Ellerburg are the best snipers selected from millions of troops.

"Accept my challenge?" Sean chuckled, pursing his lips. "I'm not challenging you, I'm just teasing you."

"Okay, I'll be the referee. Ridgway, you can choose from all the bases in San Diego. I also want to see how good Sean's sniping is."

This shows a lack of confidence in oneself.

Ridgway was even angrier. He turned his head and said something to the National Guard colonel next to him, and soon the phone was dialed throughout the San Diego military system.

Naval bases, Marine Corps bases, National Guard bases, and even Army bases and Coast Guard bases.

Countless soldiers went crazy; a private contractor had actually dared to challenge the entire U.S. military.

"Has Sean Wayne gone mad?"

"Yes, he was a contractor. Although he invented the shooting method, the U.S. military has countless talented people."

"Defeat Shawn Wayne."

Someone shouted something, and the number of people who signed up instantly increased from a dozen to several hundred.

At noon, Sean and several big shots were having lunch at a restaurant.

Matthias was carrying two guns: a German Mauser 98K, which he was used to, and an M35 semi-automatic rifle, which, although not a marksman rifle, Matthias liked very much and was practicing medium-range rapid fire.

This gun was also made by Colt at Sean's request, with only the bolt modified to be rushed for Matthias.

Furthermore, the barrel was lengthened and it used 7.62 mm caliber bullets.

Matthias wiped his rifle, watched the bosses eat, and asked softly, "When does it start?"

It's already noon, and I still have to teach Allerberg how to set traps this afternoon.

The other officers glared angrily at Matthias, who seemed to disregard them and believe they were a waste of his time.

Matthias felt it was a waste of time that the match decision was made in the morning, and several hours had passed.

Haha, Eisenhower burst into laughter.

"You're very calm."

Sean picked up a heated can of beef and ate it with some cookies, experiencing what army rations are like.

"Yes, he's the best."

Ridgway and National Guard Colonel Wilder simply smiled.

But his smile was full of intense disdain.

They were underestimating themselves, Sean nodded indifferently.

"You know what? The San Diego base exploded, and everyone's yelling to defeat you. You hurt our pride."

Eisenhower chuckled as if watching a show.

"So, no one has been chosen yet?"

"Yes, internal selections are being conducted at various military bases, and this will be the first cross-service shooting competition in the history of the U.S. military."

"Haha, they'll be disappointed, because it's been an asymmetrical game from the start."

Oh dear, look at this guy, he doesn't respect us at all.

Ridgway took a big bite of his bread, his gaze towards Sean practically spitting fire.

"Sean Wayne, you will be ashamed of your arrogance. You are challenging the U.S. military."

"Yes, Mr. Sean, although I like you very much, you underestimate the American military." Colonel Wilder was equally indignant; it was too arrogant.

Sean put down the can, picked up the coffee and took a sip. He didn't like it; he'd rather have a juice.

Sean placed the cup on the table and looked at the two of them with a smile.

Gently spread your shoulders and arms. "I'm ready to accept your challenge!"

asshole!

Both colonels nearly ground their teeth to powder.

You'll regret it.

"Regret is not in my dictionary, nor is it allowed to exist."

Fuck!

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