Chapter 401： The new twenty-fourth division

The signing of the Trianon Treaty also represents the end of the war in Hungary. Of course, the Romanian army, which has made great achievements in combating the Hungarian revolution, has to withdraw to the country. So starting in June, the Romanian army began to return one after another. And the new army establishment that Admiral Preeshan has never forgotten is also undergoing slow reforms.

In the northern suburbs of Galati with convenient transportation, there is an army base called Keltz. Since 1846, complete barracks and other military fortifications have been established, but at the beginning, the Ottoman Empire served as a defensive fulcrum against Russia. Later, after the Tenth Turkish-Russian War, it was taken over by independent Romania and continued to serve as a strategic fulcrum for defense against Russia.

After Romania joined the First World War, it was also used as a point of defense against German flanking.

Now that the war is over, here is more lively than before. A large number of soldiers and weapons are being transported here, because it is the new 24th division of the General Staff.

As the only newly formed division-level unit that is currently in the extraordinary period of disarmament, the 24th Division has certainly attracted enough attention. As if it was not enough to attract enough, when the 24th division was formed, the General Staff also recruited a large number of officers with outstanding performance from the entire army. Sure enough, this moment made the 24th Division immediately look eye-catching, and it also attracted extraordinary jealousy from other troops.

In this case, Major Mizick appeared at the gate of the Keltz Army Base with his luggage and the dispatch order of the General Staff.

"Major Mizick, why don't you call ahead?"

An officer wearing the rank of lieutenant hurried out of the base and complained to him.

Regarding the lieutenant's complaint, Mizick patted the dust on his uniform and spoke indifferently. "I want to walk around alone."

Mizick knew that, as usual, school-level officers would arrange for pick-up and drop-off. However, he is promoted relatively quickly, and he is not used to this arrangement yet.

The lieutenant had no choice but to face Mizick's maverick. After all, other people don't like people to pick them up. What can he do? Had it not been for the guards to inform him, he would not have known that Major Mizk had arrived in Galati.

"As you wish, Your Excellency Major. My name is Jimmy, and the division is in charge of the personnel reception. You can contact me if you have any needs."

Although Mizick was a little unexpected, the lieutenant introduced himself first.

Faced with Jimmy's kindness, Mizick certainly wouldn't reject others thousands of miles away.

"Hello, Lieutenant Jimmy."

"Hello, Major Mizick."

Jimmy

"Major, I will take you to the division to settle down. Then Major General Zelda may summon you."

"Thank you."

After a conversation, Jimmy took Mizick to the division headquarters.

"Major, this is the resident of the Third Regiment. At present, many of their personnel and equipment are not fully equipped, so you will feel like a reinforced battalion."

"This is a reconnaissance battalion. In order to improve their mobility, there are so many vehicles."

Along the way, Jimmy explained the situation in the base to Mizick.

When he walked to the front of a three-story building, Jimmy pointed to Mizick and said, "This is the division headquarters. There is a red brick building behind it, which is the officer’s residence. If you haven’t assigned it yet. Which unit can live there temporarily."

Jimmy took him into the building, pointed to a room with a rest room sign, and said, "You can rest here first. I'll report it first."

"Ok."

Mizk carried his salute and walked into this lounge. There were several officers in the lounge, and they all nodded when Mizick walked in.

At this time, an officer with the rank of lieutenant colonel on his shoulders got up and walked towards Mizick.

"Hello, my name is Cliff and I come from the 8th Division."

Facing Lieutenant Colonel Cliff’s self-introduction, Mizick held his outstretched hand and introduced himself.

"Hello, my name is Mizick from the 19th Division."

Mizk's introduction elicited a response from an officer next to him wearing the rank of major. "I know you, Major Mizk. You fought very well in Petrosani and Deva. You deserve to be the 15th cadet who was promoted the fastest. You have been a major in less than five years."

What this officer said surprised Mizick. When did he become so famous?

Seeing the confused Mizick, the major took the initiative to introduce: "Hello, Mizick. My name is Dalton, and Kirsty is my cousin."

Major Dalton's words made Mizick open the memory, and recalled the life of the military academy before. So he asked about the condition of the Major Dalton and his classmates.

"Since I was assigned to the army, I have been busy with military affairs. I haven't contacted my former classmates for a long time. Which army is Kirsty currently in?"

"He retired?"

Hearing this shocking news, Mizick asked urgently: "How could he retire? I remember Kosti said that in the future he intends to work in the army until retirement."

Dalton shrugged, shook his head and replied: "That's right, he planned, but unfortunately this war cost him a leg. He can't stay in the army, he can only retire."

Dalton's words made Mizick a little sad. Indeed, in the military academy, everyone is enthusiastic about the future. But after all, a soldier is a profession with a high risk factor, and anyone can fall asleep on the battlefield.

I have seen a lot of them, and officers who are better than myself are sleeping on the battlefield. Speaking of which, Kirsty can save his life and continue to live it is also considered lucky. And if you can get promoted without suffering injury like yourself, it can be said that it is surprisingly lucky. Yes, on the battlefield where bullets fly, it is really lucky to walk down all hands and feet.

But for Kirsty's retirement, he still expressed his thoughts. "This is really bad news."

Facing Mizick’s words, Dalton waved his hand and said: “It’s nothing bad. As a soldier, it’s an honour to dedicate yourself to the country. This can only be regarded as bad luck.”

Dalton's words immediately aroused everyone's sympathy. They are all people who have come from the battlefield. Everyone knows that luck, such an intangible and invisible thing, is very magical. There may be heavy casualties around you, and you will be unscathed. It is also possible that everyone is okay and suffers for themselves.

After everyone became interested in chatting, the door of the lounge was opened. Everyone saw that it was Lieutenant Jimmy who had come in.

As soon as he came in, he said to Mizick: "Major Mizick, now the commander has time, so let's report to him first."

"Okay, I'll come here."

When Mizick heard the commander summoned him, he immediately stood up from several officers.

"Sorry everyone, I'll see the teacher first."

"Go, let's get together when we have time, it might be possible to partner together."

Mizick followed Jimmy out.

"Major Mizick, you are lucky. The teacher just happened to be free and wanted to see you after hearing your report."

They walked all the way to the third floor. When they reached the third room on the right, Jimmy stopped and he knocked on the door gently.

"Come in."

At this time, a somewhat majestic voice came from inside.

Jimmy opened the door and reported: "Master, Major Mizick is here."

"Let him in."

Under Jimmy's guidance, Mizick walked into the office of Major General Salda.

"Sit down for a while, I still have a little work to be done."

Major General Salda didn't wait for Mizick to speak, raised his head to give him an order, and then lowered his head to deal with the documents on the desk.

Hearing this, Mizick found a stool against the wall and sat down quietly. For a time, only the voice of Major General Salda writing in the office.

But Mizick was bored and began to look around the office from the sidelines. The most conspicuous thing in the room is the tall bookcase, which contains a lot of military books. In some convenient locations, many documents are also placed on it.

In addition, it is the desk where the major general can work. In addition to the desk lamp and two phones, there are still many documents on it, the height of which is almost overshadowing the figure of the major general. In the corner of the wall is a round mahogany hanger with military uniforms shining with flowers on it. Except for the wall clock on the wall, there are no extra items in the office.

After another quarter of an hour, Major General Salda finally raised his head. He moved his sore neck first, and then said to Mizick: "The troop has only been formed soon, and there are a lot of things."

As the teacher explained the reason to himself, how dare Mizik take it.

"It doesn't matter, sir, you need to deal with a lot of things. I'm not in a hurry, I can wait."

Major General Zelda waved to him. "Okay, don't be restrained. This time I call you over, mainly to ask about the small raid battles you have fought. I have already seen it from the battle report, but I want to hear what the person said. You can tell me about it. ?"

"no problem."

Mizk organized a few words and began to tell His Excellency the commander of his raid to help Varisi in Petrosani, and the next few more outstanding battles in Deva and beyond.

In order to save the time of your Major General, Mizick said more simply. Unless Major General Salda asked about a certain process, he would talk about it in detail.

Following Mizick’s explanation, this extraordinary report has been talked about for nearly an hour. After he finished speaking, Major General Salda asked: "Major, do you know the German Storm Commando?"

"I heard it. It is said that a small group of troops at the battalion level was organized to carry out a small surprise attack. The effect was good in this war. But I have not encountered it, so I don't know how to fight."

After listening to Mizick's words, Major General Salda nodded and approved what he said. After thinking for a while, he changed hands and picked up a piece of information from the desk and handed it to Mizick. "This is the information about the Storm Commando, all obtained from the German military. You take it and have a look, and then write your own experience."

Mizick heard the words of Major General Zelda, and was a little excited to take this information. This is not only a piece of information, but a piece of trust. For Major General Salda's thoughts, Mizick had some guesses. But this needs to wait time to determine.

Sure enough, the next words made his guess a little higher.

"At present, I don't plan to assign you to the army. After you read these materials and write out your experience, I will make arrangements."

Hearing the words of Major General Zelda, Mizick stood up immediately. "Yes, Sir. I will come up with an experience that will satisfy you."

"Go ahead."

Mizk walked out of the office, he knew that an opportunity was right in front of him, and whether he could hold it was up to his own ability.

And then you need to feel at ease to check the information written in blood by the Germans.

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