Chapter 98: Militia Training

Chapter 98: Militia Training

TL: Etude

Idiots! I said turn left! I told you to turn left!

Makarov roared as he pulled someone out of the ranks.

This was in a place called Kass Village, located on the southern border of Alda. The village, with about 200 households and nearly 1,000 inhabitants, was considered a very large one in Alda.

During the period of pirate invasions, the villagers organized a militia force of over 50 people for self-defense.

After the pirates were driven away, an official from the lords office established a farmers association in the village and recruited dozens more into the militia, bringing the total number of troops to nearly a hundred.

As for why Makarov, a member of the regular army, was here, the story began a few days earlier.

A few days ago, the military suddenly intensified its training. Many speculated that Alda might be preparing for war with a nearby region.

Many were excited, as, for these regular soldiers, war meant military achievements and rewards.

The soldiers, energized, focused on their training. The victories over pirates and the Baylding rebels made them realize the special advantages of their unit, which they had previously thought were useless exercises.

For instance, formation training allowed them to quickly form advantageous battle formations in the rapidly changing battlefield. The organization into squads, platoons, and companies was convenient for forming and combining formations and also made it easier for commanders to issue deployment orders.

Long-distance marching drills, for example, enabled them to seize advantageous terrain or appear unexpectedly before the enemy.

More sweat in peace, less blood in war.

Now, everyone in the army firmly believed in this.

As everyone trained with great enthusiasm, the staff department suddenly selected a group of experienced veterans and dispatched them to various villages and towns to guide the training of the local militias.

According to the militia training outline previously drafted by the staff department, aside from the busy farming season, local militias were required to undergo at least one day of concentrated training each month. The training included emergency assembly, long-distance marching, formation drills, and bayonet fighting.

Such training, compared to the regular army, was almost negligible, as the militias nutrition couldnt keep up with high-intensity training.

Previously, militia training mainly relied on soldiers who had retired due to injuries. However, due to the insufficient number of these veterans, many areas lacked professional guidance, leading to the ineffectiveness of militia training in most regions.nove(l)bi(n.)com

The threat of war from the Kent family once again brought the staff departments attention to the militia. Additionally, since the busy farming season was over, standardizing and strengthening the militias training was put on the agenda.

Yes, sir! For once, Josh responded correctly.

Makarov commanded in an undeniable tone, Carry out the punishment I mentioned before! Now! Immediately! At once!

Yes, sir! Joshs face twitched as he loudly responded to Makarovs command.

With no escape, under everyones watchful eyes, Josh stood at attention, his right hand gripping a wooden rifle on the ground, and his left hand grabbing his crotch.

Then, with a face full of sorrow and anger, Josh loudly proclaimed:

This is my left hand! He moved his left hand as he spoke.

This is my right hand! He moved his right hand.

Left hand is for He hesitated.

Keep going!!! Makarovs roar echoed in his ears, spittle spraying his face.

Josh, with a mix of sadness and anger, continued:

The left hand is for jerking off!

The right hand is for holding a gun!

This is my left hand! This is my right hand! Left hand for jerking off! Right hand for holding a gun!

He repeated this three times.

After a brief silence, the militiamen opposite Josh suddenly burst into roaring laughter: Hahaha!!!

Makarov stepped forward and shouted, Anyone who dares make a sound will do 100 times in front of the whole village.

Everyone immediately tried to stifle their laughter, knowing the embarrassment if it were them.

Josh, on the brink of tears, would never confuse left and right again in his life, but his reputation was ruined.

Militiaman Josh, return to training, the instructor finally allowed him to rejoin.

After this training, the name Left-Hand Josh spread throughout the village.