Chapter 312

EP.312

A month after the mock battle ended.

I headed to the 18th Division to establish military discipline.

Originally, it would have been enough to dispatch some of the 7th Division’s troops as trainers and conduct a thorough guerrilla attack.

What the Faroesia area army needed now was to improve its constitution over a long period of time, and the most effective solution was to have the commanders of each unit do their job well.

However, from what I have observed so far, it seems that the Faroesia area army will not be able to develop to the level I want just by talking about it.

Wouldn’t it be right to motivate the division commanders to get excited?

So the method I chose, although a little inefficient, was to personally give the 18th Division, which lost in the mock battle, a 4-star rating.

I’m sure other division commanders will think this when they hear this news.

‘If the training is not done properly, Captain Jaeger, wearing a red hat, will come to run it himself. The story is that there is hellish training in inspecting commanders. If even the slightest bit of idiotic behavior is discovered, the 4-star dignification will unfold in earnest.’

Even though I give it 4 stars, it’s terrible to think about, but without exaggerating, I don’t think the person who suffers will have nightmares about running it myself for about 10 years even after he or she is discharged.

Rather than face such a disaster, it would be better to improve the quality of the unit, even if it means replacing the officers and soldiers under it, and try to avoid being the target of the best performance.

“Attention owls!”

At those words, all the high-ranking officers, including the division commander, stood at an angle, looked at me, and shouted in loud voices.

“fist!”

“Align left and right based on owl number 14!”

“evil!”

At those words, more than 30 high-ranking people, including the commander of the 18th Division, quickly ran and lined up.

I said while pointing with my index finger to a tree about 300 meters away.

“turn around! “Go back and forth to the tree you see over there!”

“Ready to canter! evil!”

“Go forward!”

In normal times, they are the ones who give orders to soldiers and officers under their command, so they do not have many opportunities to participate in such training.

Soldiers have no choice but to roll when a higher being decides to roll, so they immediately turned back and started running for dear life.

As an instructor, I can just watch when younger officers or non-commissioned officers are trained, but the average age of those here is in their mid to late 40s.

These people can get seriously injured if you force them to participate in training, so you shouldn’t treat them carelessly.

So, I decided to run along and leave those who seemed to be in serious condition to rest.

“Left foot left foot one two one two.”

As I started running next to them while giving commands, the trainees looked at me with shocked expressions.

When I saw those officers, I laughed and imitated the words of a teaching assistant that I had seen on YouTube before.

“Those meals were purchased with taxes, the blood and sweat of the people of the empire. Additionally, the soldiers you command always eat like that during normal times. “Training is done in preparation for war, so why are officers reluctant to eat rough meals?”

At those words, the officers lowered their faces as if they were embarrassed, and I started a fire with the wizard’s help as a way to embarrass them and set an example.

Put a pot on the fire and add water, finely crushed biscuits, salted meat, and peas to make Jjambap, also commonly called lobster sauce.

If you look at its appearance, it looks like it was made by scooping up mud and dissolving it in water due to its unique color.

I scooped it up into my bowl and put it in my mouth with a spoon.

“...... S It’s worth eating. “The salted meat adds saltiness to the biscuits, making them worth eating.”

As I said, the taste of biscuit porridge is better than eating flour dough with salt added.

In my mind, I wanted to say that I couldn’t do this, but I couldn’t replace these officers if I didn’t set an example.

I emptied the entire bowl with the thought that I was just eating to survive.

Then I handed a bowl full of lobster sauce to Trainee No. 14, Major Housen, who was sitting over there.

“It would be good to eat well to survive the training afterwards. “Hurry up and eat.”

As soon as the division commander received the lobster sauce I gave him, he started pouring it in with a spoon. Even though he had been rolling it around a lot all morning, he didn’t look very happy as if it was tasteless.

However, the corners of his mouth quivered and he smiled, perhaps because he thought he had to flatter himself in order to survive.

“It’s really delicious, probably because the boss made it.”

“is it? If the seasoning isn’t right, ask for some salt, add a lot, and boil it. It will be better. “There is guerrilla training in the afternoon, so if you don’t want to be out in the sun, eat plenty of salt.”

“Thank you for your consideration.”

And when the officers saw that, they took the lobster cows one by one and started eating them.

Among the officers who ate the Jjambap, which was questionable as to how they were given it, there were some who were quietly looking for their families and mothers.

There were also those who felt sympathy for the junior officers and soldiers who may be suffering more harshly than themselves.

“... Laila.”

“I can’t believe this is what soldiers eat for their meals. As the chief of staff of this unit, I cannot tolerate meals like this...”

“I need to manage the division’s supply more strictly...”

After the meal, I had the officers focus on various types of training, including just enough guerrilla training to keep them from collapsing.

And after a week, an order came from His Majesty to come up to the imperial palace.

I guess it has to do with Switzerland.

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