MTL - Steel, Guns and the Industrial Party Across the World-Chapter 7 Boot Training II

There was a cross tied behind Makarov, and he stood upright in extreme torment, "What's the use of this kind of training against pirates, what the **** are you doing!" He had already complained countless times in his heart. I also wanted to turn my head to see what the state of the person next to me was like, but I suppressed this thought as soon as it appeared. There are already several unlucky people who were caught by Knight Claude because of their small movements while standing in a military posture, oh no, yes Major Crowder was severely repaired and was fined not to eat. He didn't want to go hungry.

The little lord is really weird, Makarov continued to complain in his heart, cleaning out some weird moths, what standing in a military posture and kicking forward, even those officers who were knights were forced by him to practice like this. Oh, it’s okay if I don’t mention it, Makarov feels ashamed when he thinks of kicking the goose step. That strange posture still makes him blush. Fortunately, he didn’t train in the town, otherwise he wouldn’t make the villagers laugh .

It is estimated that the little lord is still a patient with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder. His requirements for "tidyness" and "uniformity" have reached the point of perversion. It would be too much to fold the quilt into four squares. If the little lord hadn't personally demonstrated how to fold and taught the soldiers who folded incorrectly, Makarov once suspected that the little lord was deliberately making fun of them.

The only thing that is normal is the assassination training every morning or afternoon, which is guided by Major Claude himself. In Makarov's view, this is the only way he can go into battle to kill the enemy and save his life. He listens to the major very seriously every time. Explain the essentials and practice hard.

Of course, despite all the complaints in his heart, Makarov still respects and even appreciates the little lord, not only because he has eaten meat twice this week, but there is another more important reason—the lord The adults actually taught them how to read and write!

Most of the common people don't have the opportunity and financial resources to learn systematically in their lifetime. Of course, there are still quite a few common people who know a lot of characters. For example, people who are engaged in businessmen, bards, noble servants, etc. must know a lot. writing, but the number of these people is so rare compared to the huge civilian population. In some remote areas, writing is even recognized by people as the magic of legends. Only nobles and servants of the gods can learn it. Yes, the literacy of many civilians in their lifetime is only limited to being able to recognize their own names, and even more civilians cannot even reach this level. Not only in the human kingdom, I heard that on the prairie, many orc tribes use rope Make a knot to record things.

Makarov can still clearly recall that when the little lord announced that he would hold a "literacy class" to teach everyone characters in the evening, the incredulous expressions on everyone's faces and Major Claude's surprise were enough to block his words. The mouth of a goose egg. However, many soldiers actually think that they are only serving as soldiers for food and do not need to read and write. They are really a bunch of fools who are willing to degenerate and do not seek to make progress. Makarov secretly despises him.

Suddenly the whistle sounded, and then I heard the battalion commander Major Claude's loud order: "All the troops gather!". Makarov immediately discarded all thoughts and moved closer to the "pacetrooper" in front of the major, and stood shoulder to shoulder with the people in the same row. After a week of training, this has almost become a conditioned reflex.

"Relax!" the major continued to order.

Then the little lord came over and began to speak.

"Soldiers, you have made great progress this week. I am very pleased. Now your military posture has reached the standard I require. I announce that you don't need to wear a cross when you stand in military posture in the future."

After a pause, seeing no one booing and cheering, he nodded in satisfaction.

"However, you still have deficiencies. According to Battalion Commander Claude, many people's assassination skills are still not at the point. This way, they cannot fight against the most vicious gangsters. You must continue to practice diligently in the future. Sweat a lot in normal times, and you will not be able to fight against the most vicious gangsters. Less bloodshed!"

"Isn't it because, my lord, you waste half of your training time on standing in the military posture and going forward." Many people complained secretly.

"And your internal affairs. Every time I speak, I emphasize personal and collective hygiene. This is the last time. If I find that there is littering in the tent of any class again, I swear to let all the people in their class Run around the camp to your death."

"Now, I have a good news to announce. I asked Steward Philip to customize a uniform for us. It was delivered today. I will distribute it to everyone and put it on immediately."

Then, under the arrangement of military officers at all levels, everyone stepped forward to receive their military uniforms one by one.

The military uniform was designed according to the Eighth Route Army uniform of the previous life, but the color is dark green. In addition to the jacket and trousers, there are also hats, leather belts, shoes, foot wraps and leggings. Shoulder straps with rank insignia that can be fastened on the shoulders with buttons.

After receiving two sets each, the soldiers changed their clothes. Anyway, the people present were all old men, so they didn't have any scruples. After all, this batch of military uniforms was made in a hurry. In order to allow the entire army to wear them, they were made in larger sizes. Many people wore them fatter, but compared to the tattered and patched ones they wore before, Immediately raised the spirit of the person by more than one level.

After changing their clothes, they regrouped. Although no one spoke due to discipline, the excitement of the soldiers could still be seen. It seemed that the new clothes had greatly improved their morale.

Claude looked at the re-established phalanx, feeling deeply moved.

A week ago, these people in front of them were still a group of undisciplined farmers, some of them could not even tell the left and right, but now they are standing, sitting and sitting, and ordering and prohibiting. If it was before, not to mention other aspects, it would be unimaginable just to gather at such a fast speed, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com Right now, this team already looks like a regular army on the surface. No, the kingdom's regular army can't reach this level either. After putting on new uniforms, in terms of uniformity, only the royal guard of honor that I have never seen can match. Now he gradually understood why the little earl spent so much time on training that he thought was meaningless before.

Claude secretly thought: "The only shortcoming now is that nearly half of the people have never seen blood."

Paul ordered Claude to continue training according to today's scheduled plan, and then led the servants who came to deliver the military uniforms into a tent guarded by internal guards.

"My lord, all the things you want are here. This is the first batch. Philip is still collecting the rest, and it will take some time."

"Great, these can already meet the needs of the moment, but we still need to pay close attention to the rest."

Boxes were placed on the ground, and there was a smell of sulfur in the tent. He looked at all these with satisfaction, and then asked, "Where is the person I want?"

The servant replied respectfully: "They are all waiting in the tent next door."

"How about it, are they all reliable?"

"Please rest assured, they are all loyal people who have served the adult family for generations like me. Butler Philip has personally tested it."

"Very well, Ron, you will still be responsible for delivering supplies here from now on, and I will not treat you badly. But remember, you are not allowed to disclose anything here to anyone, understand? Anyone, understand?"

"I understand, I understand. I swear to the Lord of Light that I will keep my mouth shut, and if I leak a word, I will be sent to hell." Ron immediately swore to the sky.

"Okay, you go back first, remember what I said."