Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 192: Three Days Off

At the end of November, the three-month recruit training was finally over, and the regiment gave the more than 400 recruits a three-day holiday, one of which allowed them to take a holiday down the mountain to visit the city of Gonidad. And just to let you know, on the first day, more than 200 people took time off to play in the city.

Claude didn't go down the hill to play, he stayed in the barracks busy writing letters. The three-month recruitment period cannot be communicated with the outside world, and letters can only be sent home after the completion of the training, but can only be sent by military mail after the above review.

Claude's got a lot of letters to write, mother's, sister's, Bok Al's. Velikoro was recruited by Wangdu's SS Corps and had not received his letter at the time of his departure, so it was not necessary to write. And then Kevin had to write a copy, which would be a girlfriend anyway, and a few more long greetings to keep her from getting sad.

And then Mrs. Maria had to write a greeting and talk about her current situation. Managing Director Felidos also has to write a thank you note for recommending himself. And Lutheran Butler, who is now in charge of running Normanly Real Estate Development, has to write a letter to express his concern, and he can't let go of being one of the small shareholders.

Also, the former Patrol Supervisor, Uncle Thomas, had to write a letter to find out if he had been successful in his election to the White Deer City National Council, and he had arranged his own dark hand in the Normanly Real Estate Development Corporation, so that what happened in the company, even if Lutheran Butler kept it from himself, Uncle Thomas would still tell him the truth.

Finally, a letter is to be sent to Bok Al's father, Rubiewell, a big businessman in White Deer City, who, before leaving, entrusted Claude with the public plot he had purchased and the construction of four buildings, not knowing what was going on. This is my sister Anna's future dowry, Claude can't stop thinking about it...

At least nine letters have to be written, not counting those who knew the company since its inception, such as Viscount Venice, Lieutenant Nuit, who built the naval base, and those who helped their families after their father's death. Remember how many people came to see you off before you left, which you didn't expect, and by the way, it was all human.

Unfortunately, there are no postcards in the world, otherwise buying a large pile can take care of everyone. Claude thought carefully about whether he could make it a financial path if he invented postcards. But soon Claude abandoned the idea that postage was somewhat expensive, and it would be very inexpensive for most people in the world to write a few lines on a card and pay a good postage.

The world's messengers often view writing as a serious matter of courtesy, in which they communicate something that is usually difficult to say. It's like borrowing money from friends. I'm sorry to ask, but I'm sending a letter. If a friend is unable to help him without money, he likewise refuses in the letter to clarify his difficulties without having to refuse face-to-face to make both of them feel uncomfortable.

So, greeting people with postcards can make people feel light and unorthodox. After all, greetings written on cards can be seen by anyone who receives postcards can make people feel embarrassed or feel that their privacy is exposed in broad daylight. The other most important thing is that printing has not advanced to Claude's previous life, only in black and white, and is unable to produce beautiful and colorful landscape postcards. And a postcard that cannot be attracted to collections and purchases, even if invented by itself, is not marketable.

Let's write honestly. Claude put away his delusions and continued to write on the table. It was not until about 9: 00 p.m. that he finished writing nine letters. He dumped some numb arms and roughly checked them and stuffed them into an envelope bearing the Blue Feather Legion logo. Forget it, check again tomorrow and write down the address and hand it over to the mail counter in the barracks.

Unlike Claude, Abyev and four other noble sons did not write. Ask them why they don't write letters and send greetings to their families. Muried rolled his eyes and said, "Forget it. When I was home, it was mostly regarded as a burden by my family. I wasn't treated very well by my family. I sent four people to the barracks so early." So they don't feel the need to write to their family. Anyway, no one used to be willing to read their letters...

“Boss, can we go to Gonidad tomorrow?” asked Berklin.

Claude shook his head: "Go the day after tomorrow, and I'll buy you a big meal, and I'll pay for all your other expenses. Tomorrow morning I'll have to check the letters and write down the address for delivery. I'm worried that it will take all morning, so it doesn't mean anything to go for the rest of the day...”

“Well, we'll go to Gonidad the day after tomorrow.” Berklin is a little disappointed.

Diavid laughed beside him and said: "You idiot, didn't you hear the boss say that the other expenses are all covered? You can call two waitresses at the tavern without worrying that the money around you is not enough. ”

As a recruit, there was no salary for the three months of training, only subsidies, one month for a riazo and three months for three riazos. That's enough money for them to have a good meal alone in the tavern, but want to play something else, hey, no way. It was clear from the veterans that the waitress was accompanied by three riazos in a pub in the city of Gonidad. For Berklin, a big meal or a waitress to relax with herself is a philosophical problem with fish and bear claws...

Looking at the four noble brothers who looked forward to, Claude also shook his head and smiled bitterly. Nor did he think that the four little brothers seemed to be of noble origin, but it was only after genuine contact that he realized that all four of them were poor ghosts. When they were in Wang Du, they used to give them a little change each month for their faces, but when they were sent to the barracks, even the change stopped. And it makes sense, which means that the four of them have grown up and have their salaries since they started camping. They can spend their salaries in the future without subsidizing the family, which is also what the family takes care of them...

“Boss, isn't your money enough?” Albert was a little worried.

Claude was amused by him: “Don't worry, it's enough for you to play * * * *. Now go to sleep, I have to go to the treatment center tomorrow after handing over the letter, to see Dr. Perente and the medic named Bell, wonder if they can come down with us the day after tomorrow, I want to invite them to a meal to show my appreciation for taking care of me. ”

The next day, after submitting the letter, Claude took four little brothers to the treatment center, and what was interesting was that a veteran with a broken leg was doing a review, and Dr. Perente told him that he was healed, and he ran out after a panicked thank-you.

“Why is he in such a hurry? It's not that the leg injury is just fine, it's still running so fast...” Claude said.

Dr. Perente laughed, “Don't you remember? His leg wounds are your fault! That time in the cafeteria, this Corporal Federson's calf bone was kicked in the face by you, and he didn't realize anything was wrong until you were unconscious, and he felt painful and shouted down. He was sent for an examination and was slightly injured. He suffered a slight fracture from the fracture and struck the scaffold. It had only been three months since the injury was well nourished. You said he saw you now. Why don't you run? ”

“Uh..." Claude was embarrassed to touch his nose. To be honest, those veterans who fought him would be standing in front of him. He couldn't even recognize who he was. He just remembered what the name of the round-faced corporal was. Impressed by this, Claude broke his wrist and wrist...

“What brings you here today?” Dr. Perente asked.

“Isn't it three days off? I'd like to ask you and Belle if you're free tomorrow, and I'd like to invite you to a nice meal in the city of Gonidad to thank you for taking care of me.” Claude replied.

“Well, I'm free tomorrow morning, just once in Gonidad City, and some of the books and newspapers I ordered have arrived and I have to go to the bookstore to pick them up. However, he had to be back by noon, and several wounded soldiers had to be reviewed at the treatment centre in the afternoon.” Dr. Perente whispered.

“Well, I'll buy you a big lunch and come back after you eat. I'm going to check with Bell to see if he's free or on leave. ”

“No need to go, I'll authorize him to come with me tomorrow morning, just in case he can drive, I'll let him take me there. By the way, how many are you tomorrow? ”

Claude pointed to four noble little brothers: "Just the five of us. ”

“So, tomorrow you come to the treatment center, and I'll have Bell drive us to Gonidad City, just in time to sit down, and you won't have to walk down the hill to find a carriage.” Dr. Perente said.

“Okay, that's it. I'll take them to apply for clearance to go down the hill tomorrow.” Claude said goodbye to Dr. Perente.

The next morning, Claude took four noble brothers aboard a carriage to the treatment center and went to Gonidad City. Dr. Perente specifically instructed Medical Soldier Bell to take the carriage around the city twice, familiarizing Claude and others with the whole of the city and introducing some of the more famous shops and buildings.

Dr. Perente then went to his bookstore, where he ordered secretaries and newspapers, and Claude bought some current affairs newspapers, ready to take them back to the barracks for later reading.

At noon Claude invited everyone to a big meal at one of the most prestigious Chamez Grand Taverns in the city of Gonidad, which cost more than three crowns. After eating, Dr. Perente said goodbye and went back to the barracks in the Mercenary Bell carriage, while Claude continued to play in Gonidad City with his four younger brothers.

“Boss, go to the Red Rose Tavern in the West Side, and I hear the veterans say that the dancers and waitresses there are the most adorable...” Abyev can't wait to say.

“Actually, the waitress at the Carmax Grand Tavern is nice. Why aren't you looking here?” Claude thought it was strange that they were having fun with some of the waitresses who were waiting beside them while they were eating, and thought they'd decided to hang out here this afternoon...

“No, boss, it's expensive here, I asked privately, the maid here wants a silver taller at once, and after 9 pm, they don't stay with the guests in the afternoon. Besides, the veterans in the barracks say the Red Rose Tavern is nice, and we'd like to see it.” Berklin said.

Okay, that's the Red Rose Bar. Claude called a cab and drove five people to the Red Rose Tavern.

Claude didn't blame his four noble brothers for the rush, and usually learned from their chatter that the four boys had already driven in Wang when they were almost sixteen or seven years old. Once upon a time in Wangdu, you can also use your noble descendants to bully the suburban gangsters, extort some money from them to go to four taverns to eat and drink, eat and drink enough, and then hold the maid to sleep beautifully in the tavern.

In a way, if their families hadn't sent the four of them to the barracks, their future would have been like those eight flag youngsters from the early days of the Republic, and there would have been only one superficial spot left, not even the street gangsters.

After three months of training in the barracks, I held the four of them hostage. I don't know how to say this, but the bare pigs who were sent to the kitchen all felt a little eye-catching. If it weren't for the last month of training, which was really very painstaking, and the young people in Blood Square Steel were out of bed, Claude would have wondered if they'd been practicing their Kirin Arm tricks in bed for four nights.

That's also the main reason Claude promised them to go to the saloon to find a waitress. Men should always have a place to vent. Just think about including the old street and moon in the planning of the White Deer City, Naval Base. In this day and age, women are the best tranquilizer for soldiers and the most attached harbour of hearts for soldiers.

“It's okay to go into a pub and find a waitress, but don't argue with people, remember that you're here to relax, not to get into trouble. I'll pay you as much as I need, but I'm not staying with you, okay? I'm not interested in these women..." Claude said.