Chapter 532 Militia Training 2
“Report, sir! One hundred and twenty people were expected in Tata Town, but they actually arrived. Please review!”
Zane stood still. Report to the officer in front of you with your head straight and your chest held high.
An officer with the shoulder insignia of a second lieutenant silently counted the number of people.
He praised loudly: "Yes, I can see that your daily training is very strict, and your military posture is very standard."
Hearing the second lieutenant's praise, Zane felt very comfortable, and it was worthy of his several days of assault training on the departure.
“But!”
The second lieutenant suddenly raised his voice and said in a serious tone: “In Lake Town, you will receive more rigorous training, and all requirements must be met. Active duty soldiers are on par."
"By the way, I am Second Lieutenant Hohenlohe. I will be responsible for your command and training for the next week."
"One, no one is allowed to leave the military camp without permission!"
"Two, except for going to the toilet, no one is allowed to act alone, only in groups!"
"Third, except for executing the orders that have been issued, anything else must be reported in advance, including going to the toilet! "
"Ah, by the way, there is a fourth rule! Open defecation is prohibited."
"You all will be severely punished for violating any of the four rules I just mentioned. Are you done?"
"Yes, sir!" the militiamen responded.
Second Lieutenant Hohenlohe shouted with a straight face: "Speak louder, haven't you even had enough to eat?"
"Yes! Sir!!!"
Zane led the militiamen to cheer up With strength, they shouted in response to him again.
Second Lieutenant Hohenlohe nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Okay, now I will take you to the barracks! You are lucky. The garrison in Lake Town has just gone to the field for training, so you can stay temporarily. Go in, there’s no need to spend the night outside.”
“Listen to my command now! Turn right! Move together!”
Second Lieutenant Hohenlohe's order was also commonly used in militia training, so it was not a problem for them.
The militiamen of Tata Town followed Master Hohenlohe to the barracks with neat steps.
After assigning bunks in the barracks and putting away their luggage, the second lieutenant led them to the armory.
“This time you come to Huxin Town, you will receive firearms training!”
Yeah! If they were not suppressed by discipline, the militiamen who were excited at the word firearm would have cheered loudly.
Second Lieutenant Hohenlohe saw the sudden excitement flashing in their eyes and continued: "Now, you follow me in to get the guns. In groups of four, get a gun with a number on the butt, and then put the guns of the whole group together." Register your name and the serial number of the firearm you received, and hand it back when you return. The Ordnance Management Office will check it one by one against the registration information. If there is any trace of a gun being lost or being damaged by man-made damage, the entire group or even the entire team will be Everyone must be punished.”
It takes four people to get one gun! The militiamen were a little unhappy when they heard this. They thought just now that they had only one person.
However, they did not dare to complain. According to the order of the team, they went in four by four to receive the guns.
Seto took a musket from the administrator with trembling hands. It could be seen from the butt that it was not new, but it was well maintained. The metal barrel was shiny with animal grease. of.
He happily held the gun and was about to go out.
"Hey, we still need to register!"
The three companions who were assigned to the same group as him grabbed his clothes and reminded him.
After arriving at the nearby registration office, the ordnance administrator in charge of registration pointed to a thick book on the table, "Sign your name on it one by one, and write the number of the firearm on the last line."
When it was McGee's turn, he was in trouble, "I...I can't write my own name." "Isn't it taught in school?"
Mikey scratched his head in embarrassment, "School? You mean night school? I...I dozed off."
Hahaha! There was a mocking sound all around.
"What are you laughing at?" The administrator glared at everyone and asked, "What's your name?"
"McGee, McGee Centurion."
< br>The manager wrote his name for him and said to him: "Dip your thumb in ink and put a fingerprint on it."
McGee did so, and then it was the next person's turn.
When all the groups had received their guns, Lieutenant Hohenlohe asked them to line up again.
"Okay, now, you must master the steps and essentials of shooting within a day and a half - that is, before tomorrow evening!"
With the still excited state The militiamen wanted to compete, and there was a hint of impatience in the captain's eyes.
……
"Bang!"
A loud gunshot spread in the forest, startling a flock of birds and flying into the sky.
A hundred meters away, an unlucky goat fell to the ground.
"Lord Grayman is really good with arrows...good marksmanship."
Next to him, Fergus raised his thumbs and praised him repeatedly.
"Hahahaha!" Paul laughed, "No matter where you are, thanks to this good gun and...a little bit of luck."
In fact, luck is still the most important factor, even if you have this rifled gun in your hand No matter how good his accuracy was, with Paul's shooting proficiency, a hit with one shot would be outrageous.
Don’t let this shot use up your good luck, Paul muttered silently in his heart.
Today is already the second day here. Yesterday, Paul attended a banquet hosted by Fergus to honor him. At the banquet, Fergus introduced him to Warren, Erdo, and Shan. Ke and others are all well-known local squires.
Especially that old Warren, when Paul asked, he turned out to be the father of Lieutenant Burgan, the director of his training department.
"You really gave birth to a good son!"
Paul said at that time, holding his hand. "My generals all praised Burgan very highly. He is serious, responsible and courageous. He is a good soldier who is loyal to his duty."
"Lord Graiman is really over-praised."
Although he spoke modestly, Paul still remembered the proud look in Old Warren's eyes when he looked at him, as well as the faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
During the banquet, Paul mentioned the tax reform in a subtle way, taking the opportunity to explore the tone of these rich landlords. As expected, the banquet was immediately enveloped in an awkward atmosphere, and the enthusiasm of the wealthy people towards him suddenly dropped by three points.
But in Paul's mind, this is normal. It would be weird if these people still praised him and flattered him after he mentioned tax reform.
In fact, when establishing the customs union, following Hansel’s suggestion of “two steps forward, one step back”, Paul mentioned tax reform at that time, but that time it was just a bargaining condition. , was discarded. Now that Paul is bringing up old things, he is undoubtedly slapping them in the face.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Fergus, the host of the banquet, immediately changed the topic and everyone started drinking and chatting happily again. After that, no one mentioned anything to spoil the fun.
After the banquet, Paul rested for a night in the manor, and the next day, accompanied by Fergus, he went to the forest farm to start the real hunting.
(End of this chapter)