Chapter 99 Militia Training
“Idiot! I said turn left! I said turn left!”
Makarov roared and pulled out a man from the team People come.
This is a place called Cass Village on the southern border of Alda. This village has a total of about 200 households and a population of nearly 1,000. It is considered a very large village in Alda.
During the pirate invasion, the villagers here organized a militia of more than 50 people for self-protection.
After the pirates were driven away, the affairs officer sent by the lord's palace established a peasant association in the village and recruited dozens of people to join the militia, totaling nearly a hundred people.
As for why Makarov, a member of the regular army, is here, we have to start a few days ago.
A few days ago, the army suddenly intensified its training intensity, and many people speculated that Arda might be going to war somewhere nearby again.
Many people were excited, because for them, standing soldiers, war meant military merit and rewards.
The soldiers were gearing up and began to focus on training. The two victories against the pirates and the Bailding rebels made them gradually realize some of the special advantages of their unit, and these special advantages were theirs. brought about by training that was previously considered useless.
For example, queue training allows them to quickly form favorable formations to face the enemy on the ever-changing battlefield. Units such as squads, platoons, and companies are very convenient when splitting and combining formations, and it is also helpful for commanders to issue deployment orders.
Another example is long-distance training, which allows them to seize advantageous terrain, or appear in front of the enemy when they least expect it.
“The more you sweat in peacetime, the less you bleed in wartime.”
Everyone in the army now firmly believes this.
Just when everyone was working hard to train, the general staff suddenly selected a group of highly qualified veterans and sent them to various villages and towns to guide the training of local militiamen.
According to the militia training outline previously drawn up by the General Staff Department, militiamen in various regions need to conduct at least one-day training every month, excluding busy farming seasons, including: emergency gatherings, long-distance marches, formations, and stabbings.
Compared to the standing army, this kind of training can be said to be dispensable. After all, the nutrition of the militiamen cannot keep up with the high-intensity training.
Original militia training mainly relied on soldiers who retired due to injuries. However, due to the insufficient number of retired soldiers and the lack of guidance from "professional personnel" in many places, militia training in most areas was ineffective.
The threat of war from the Kent family made the General Staff once again set its sights on the militia. In addition, the busy farming season was over, and standardizing and strengthening the training of the militia was put on the agenda.
Makarov is one of these selected veterans.
Because of his previous military exploits, Makarov had been promoted to private at this time. After arriving in Kas Village, he added the number of militiamen to a company and divided the militia into platoons according to the organization of the army. and class.
He immediately began to train them and asked craftsmen in the village to build equipment such as horizontal bars and parallel bars.
We still encountered a lot of difficulties. At the beginning, these guys couldn't even stand in a basic queue. Every time they lined up and regrouped after disbanding, many people couldn't find their own place. The standing position was lost, and the queue became chaotic.
According to his own experience during recruit training, Makarov resorted to the whip method. With the help of the pain of flesh and blood, the militiamen finally gained a little more memory, and when they gathered, they finally stood in line. Pretty presentable.
Then another tragedy happened when the team moved...
They are not required to be able to goose-step, but they have to be in step no matter what, right? How can we fight when we are all in disarray while walking like this?
Makarov asked them to step with their left foot first when they started to march, but some people always forgot. It’s not that these militiamen really don’t know which side is left and which is right. After all, people are here It is possible to be unable to distinguish between left and right in a tense situation, and his super loud voice increased the tension in the militiamen's hearts a lot.
This problem becomes more prominent when the team turns left and right.
For example, the young man he just picked out, his name is Jos, and he has just been added to the militia. Every time Makarov shouts to walk in step or turn left or right, 10 times He was caught in the wrong direction 7 times, so he became Malalov's key "care" target.
Jos was caught in front of everyone. Against the backdrop of the sturdy instructor, the relatively slender Jos was like a little chicken being carried by an old bear.
All the militiamen held their voices and held their breath, not daring to take a breath. Everyone showed sympathy and quietly prayed for the unfortunate Jos.
Makarov touched his forehead helplessly with his hand. The Joes in front of him was scolded and beaten, but he couldn't avoid making mistakes. He felt cruel and said loudly to Jos: "Jos, you forced me to do this."
After hearing this, a look of horror quickly appeared on Jos' face. The instructor is not going to...
I saw Makarov turning around and shouting to everyone in the team: "Military Joes must accept punishment because he refuses to change despite repeated admonitions."
"As for the method of punishment, I have told you before. If someone makes such a low-level mistake again, I will definitely let him do it in front of everyone."
The strange thing is that the militiamen in the team listened. After his words, the original expression of sympathy disappeared and was replaced by an expression of expectation and even gloating.
Jos's face was full of despair. He begged for mercy: "Master Makarov, please show your respect. How can I live in the village in the future?"
Horse Karloff straightened his face and suddenly shouted in a high pitched voice: "Military Joes!"
"Yes! Sir!" Finally, when responding to orders, Joes had developed the correct habit.
Makarov ordered him in a tone that left no doubt: "Execute the punishment method I mentioned before! Now! Immediately! Immediately!"
"Yes! Sir!" The muscles on Jos's face twitched. He shouted in response to Makarov's orders.
It’s unavoidable!
Under the gaze of everyone, Joss stood still, holding the wooden gun firmly on the ground with his right hand, and... holding his crotch with his left hand.
Then Joss shouted loudly with a look of grief and anger:
"This is my left hand!" he shouted while moving his left hand.
“This is my right hand!” He shouted and moved his right hand.
"The left hand is used for..." He hesitated at this point.
"Go on!!!" Makarov's roar immediately sounded in his ears, and spittle sprayed him in the face.
He had no choice but to continue shouting angrily:
"The left hand is for masturbating!"
"The right hand is for holding the gun!"
"This is my left hand! This is my right hand! The left hand is for masturbating! The right hand is for Grab it!”
Repeated this three times.
After a short period of silence, the militiamen opposite Jos suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha!!!"
Makarov immediately took a step forward and shouted: "Whoever dares to make a fucking sound again, I will make him do it 100 times in front of all the villagers."
Everyone immediately suppressed their emotions. Smile, it would be bad if this happened to me.
At this time, Joss could be said to be on the verge of tears. He would never make a mistake in his life, but his image was also ruined.
"Military Joes, return to the team and continue training."
The instructor finally let him go back.
After this training, the name "Lefty Joes" spread like wildfire in the village.
(End of this chapter)