Chapter 236 Life in the Military Camp
In view of the urgent request from Earl Parker, Paul returned to Lake Town that day. He immediately summoned senior military officials such as Schroeder and Bryce to discuss sending reinforcements to Fort Bido matters.
Chief of Staff Schroeder strongly supported sending reinforcements. He pointed on a map of the northwest bay and told everyone the importance of sending troops.
"Earl Parker's letter is correct. Bido Castle is located between the Portree Territory and the Adela Territory. It is only a day and a night's journey from here to the coast. If the Kent family takes this As a springboard, by occupying such a small area, the three counties including Arda, Bailding, and Larnaca will be completely isolated from the hinterland of the kingdom-at least for us currently. It's unacceptable."
Paul stared at the map closely. The Bido Castle on it was like a nail stuck at the junction of Portree and Adela. Schroeder is right, it is too dangerous for this place to remain in the hands of the Kent family. Alda has just launched four merchant ships, and sea transportation cannot completely replace land transportation. If the traffic lines on the road are cut off, it will Arda's trading activities will be a major blow.
He stated his plan: "I plan to send the 1st Infantry Battalion, 3rd Infantry Battalion, and artillery company to support. The transportation company is responsible for the logistics supply of the above-mentioned troops. The 2nd Infantry Battalion remains in Arda to deal with unexpected situations. Everyone Do you have any opinions?"
Bryce asked: "Is it too little to leave only one infantry battalion?"
Schroeder's words reassured him: "The Navy can do it. A battalion of sailors can be sent ashore to assist in the defense. The artillery on the warship can also be removed and deployed on land, and we can also mobilize militiamen from various places."
"How many militiamen are there now that can fight? "
Schroeder replied: "Before Advent, the staff conducted an inspection of militias in various places. We can use the militia to build a temporary team of 2,000 people. The organization level will not be lower than when we dealt with pirates last year. Regular soldiers."
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At dawn, the resounding wake-up call sounded throughout the military camp. Private Jos opened his eyes amidst the thunderous roar of squad leader Makarov.
"Get up quickly, you lazy pigs!"
The sergeant lifted their quilts one by one and pulled the big soldiers out of bed.
"The military camp is not like being in your own home! There are strict rules on work and rest times. You must always remember that you are already a glorious soldier of Arda!"
The Third Infantry Battalion was formally established last year. In order to form combat effectiveness as soon as possible, the staff department transferred a group of officers and veterans from the original two battalions as the backbone to supplement the third battalion. The first and second battalions had vacant troops. Replenishment will be recruited from local militiamen who already have a certain training foundation.
Sergeant Makarov, who was originally posted to Kas Village to train militiamen, was transferred back to the 1st Infantry Battalion. He returned with him and ten young men from Kas Village. Among them were Including Jos.
The collected militiamen were dispersed and placed in various companies. What made Joss extremely depressed was that the squad leader of his squad was none other than Sergeant Makarov, who he feared like a tiger.
He still remembers very clearly the way Sergeant Makarov stared at him when the class first gathered.
“Why is it you again!”
"Okay! I will keep an eye on you!"
The sergeant's bell-like eyes revealed the above information from left to right.
Joss secretly prayed in his heart that he could spend his military career safely.
Hurrying through his clothes, Joss followed his team to the playground to assemble. Before breakfast, you should do a half-hour morning run and half an hour of standing in military posture.
The troops were organized into companies, and following the whistles of their respective commanders, they ran around the barracks at an orderly pace.
Each company has its own morale-boosting slogan. While running, various weird slogans came and went in the camp, one louder than the other, all trying to overwhelm the other companies in terms of momentum.
For someone like Jos who has a militia training background - especially with a devil instructor like Sergeant Makarov, running for half an hour is not a big problem. After half an hour, he was only slightly out of breath.
However, there were still some recruits with poor health who ran with their faces flushed and panting. Fortunately, these new recruits have been training in the military camp for some time, and no one is left behind.
Joss remembers that during his first morning jog, some people fainted and fell to the ground while running. Some were panting heavily and did not want to continue running or wanted to sneak back to the barracks. Then they were beaten with whips by the officers, and were not allowed to eat breakfast. They continued to stand after standing in a military posture.
"What will we eat this morning?"
After finishing his morning run, Jos stood motionless, slowly calming his breathing and thinking about the content of breakfast.
Junzi needs to stand for half an hour. He can use this time to take a rest and think randomly.
The soldiers stood neatly in a large square formation on the playground. Each company has its own fixed exclusive area. Viewed from the high platform, the scene on the playground is spectacular. The soldiers lined up. When viewed horizontally, they are straight lines, and when viewed vertically, they are still straight lines.
Every day's military posture training makes the officers who supervise the morning exercises full of pride. They believe in their hearts that no other army in this era can do better than the army in front of them - at least when lining up. So true.
It took less than half an hour for all the companies to stop their morning run and enter the playground, regroup, and form a square formation. This is almost impossible for other armies.
In the early days of establishing this standing army, the lords paid close attention to formation training. They still didn’t quite understand it. Of course, no one would think that this kind of training was unimportant. A strict formation is a high-quality army. The necessary foundation of the army has been true since ancient times. They just think that the earl pays too much attention to it, and wouldn't it be better to allocate more time to personal force training.
But when faced with the waves of pirates coming over, and the thundering team of Bailding knights attacking from behind, strict formation training played a huge role, although many Soldiers will inevitably show panic or nervousness, but strict discipline prevents them from moving without receiving orders from their superiors, and the obedience cultivated over a long period of time allows their bodies to respond to orders. Act subconsciously.
Strict discipline and hard training alone are not enough, soldiers also need to be provided with sufficient material support.
After standing motionless for half an hour, a dizzy Jose followed his company to the canteen to queue up for meals.
"Brown bread, beef stew with potatoes, boiled eggs, beet porridge...enjoy it, rookie. Next!"
The soldiers in the cooking squad quickly placed today's breakfast on the plate, and José moved Moving his nose, the aroma of the food whetted his appetite, and the fatigue from the morning training disappeared instantly.
In addition to regular pay, a rich supply of three meals a day is also an important reason that attracts many young people to join the army. With such high-intensity training, it is impossible for soldiers to not keep up with their nutrition.
Although the food of the Alda army cannot be compared with that of wealthy families, it is definitely above the level of ordinary civilian families in the Northwest Gulf. For soldiers from rural areas like Jos, it is a luxury that they have never enjoyed. Big meal.
(End of this chapter)