In the eyes of others, Occam appeared sloppy. His salute was not standard enough. He could not help but snort.
How did such a person survive in the recruit training camp? If it was any other time, he would have asked this recruit to get lost and work on his etiquette.
In short, Occam had given them a very bad first impression.
However, they should be worried about this guy becoming a Brigadier General.
"Occam, these are the three Generals on duty. This is General No. 1, this is General No. 2, and this is General No. 3. Here, the Generals are addressed by their generations."
The old man coughed and explained to Occam. He knew from the look on Occam's face that Occam would not know him.
This was not strange. After all, Occam was like that. He was too f*cking lazy.
"Hello, General No. 1, General No. 2, and General No. 3. I'm the future Brigadier General. I don't know my own code name."