Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 204 Field Confrontation Exercises

May 13th, sunny.

In a mountain not far from the Fookby Hill barracks, a small hill stood close to 100 people, most of whom were Lieutenant Chi officers, and four or five major officers with a silver bend on their shoulders. The highest ranking in the crowd was a lieutenant colonel, all attracted to a curious audience by a very small field confrontation drill at Camp Eleven.

One of the protagonists of this field confrontation exercise was Claude, which has attracted the attention of a number of Blue Feather Corps officers since he and Lieutenant Moster proposed a field confrontation exercise led by him to attack and defend a treatment unit against a battle squadron. This is not, as soon as the date is fixed, the entire Blue Feather Regiment comes around a lot of audiences, they wonder why Claude has the confidence to win...

It is well known that a full-fledged battle squadron has 54 men, while the Claude-led treatment centre guard unit can only be divided into two squadrons, with 17 recruits plus Claude himself and four noble brothers serving as officers, plus a runaway 16-year-old recruit, a total of 23, calculated as a full battle squad of twelve men, one short. And everyone knows what kind of recruits are assigned to Claude, who's less than halfway there, who hasn't been trained long enough, and who's asked for a cannon. Is he out of his mind?

More people see this field confrontation drill as a farce, with bright contrast and artillery superiority to see the results, and what else to try. This Claude, with Baroness Maria backing up the hill, is a bit of a mess.

Who does he think he is, the rebirth of the gods of war? This is not a medieval era of personal bravery. The birth of a firearm has swept the heroes of the three champions into the rubbish of history, and even the magicians of the great divinity have been driven to the distant island of Higros by guns. What is the certainty that Claude dares to put forward the conditions for such field confrontation drills?

“The 1107 battle squadrons first took up the hillside in front of them, with a full complement of 54 men, and, at your request, an additional artillery unit of seven men, with a total strength of 61.” Ensign Moster opened a simple map on the table, pointing to an irregular ellipse on the map, he said to Claude.

Lieutenant Moster and Lieutenant Carlos of the Dynamics Branch of the Logistics Department were organizers and referees of the field confrontation exercise, which did not require higher-ranking officers to conduct training and field confrontation exercises in the barracks below squadron size. If the news hadn't spread and attracted a lot of interest, there wouldn't be so many people watching this small-scale field confrontation exercise.

“You will attack here with the aim of occupying this hillside.” Lieutenant Moster continues to point out on the map: "Considering that the defense has placed a cannon on the position, we will calculate the damage caused by the cannon as you enter the distance of 800 meters and randomly draw out the combatants every 10 minutes during the battle as victims of the cannon damage, no objection? ”

Claude and another fine lieutenant shook their heads and said they had no objection.

“In that case, Lieutenant Kermont, if you discover that the enemy intends to attack your defensive position, please set up your defensive position.” Lieutenant Moster said to the brilliant lieutenant.

“I lined up the three squads of combat soldiers to the right of the position, while the artillery was laid to the left and a squad of combat soldiers was sent behind the artillery to protect it.” Strong Lieutenant Kermont stepped forward and drew a comparison on the map: “In fact, I personally believe that this field confrontation exercise is unnecessary, after all, with too few enemies. Before they entered the range of my defensive guns during the attack, they had been annihilated by artillery fire, and the remaining few could be wiped out with a white blade. ”

Claude laughed and didn't speak in the contempt of Lieutenant Kermont.

“Well, don't complain. I owe you a favor, okay?” Lieutenant Moster sighed, and this guy didn't see so many regimental battalions here watching this field confrontation drill, opening his mouth to say whatever he wanted, and giving himself no face at all. What a stinking temper: “Take your soldiers to position. ”

Lieutenant Kermont nodded and descended the hillside, ordering soldiers of one of his squadrons to run to the hillside as a defensive square position in the distance with their respective human wooden targets, and then inserted the human wooden targets at the position according to his defensive deployment, forming a three-line queue capable of firing with full fire. As for the so-called artillery, it was a human wooden target that was replaced by the cutting of a tree and then erected around and behind the tree as a cannon crew member and a combatant soldier protecting the artillery.

It took almost an hour or so for Lieutenant Kermont to take his squadron soldier back to this side of the hill as a observation deck. For the sake of security, the field confrontation exercises conducted by the armies of the various countries of this era were carried out in such a way that, on the one hand, they were live ammunition and, on the other hand, they were replaced by human wooden targets.

As for the loss of battle on the side of the live ammunition, it is calculated by the referee in the light of the changing circumstances on the battlefield. For example, after the attacker enters the defensive firearm range, calculate how many troops the attacker lost during this defensive firing, based on the coverage hit rate of the human wooden target when firing at the defensive side during normal training…

“Claude, the defense is ready for defense. Are you okay with the offense now?” Lieutenant Moster asked Claude.

Claude pointed to the humanoid wooden targets erected on the hillside in the distance: “I need people to go over there and drop the humanoid wooden targets on the ground after we launch our offensive fire, or they will block the other targets. You know that people who get hit on the battlefield will fall down and can't stand there forever...”

“This…” Lieutenant Moster was somewhat hesitant, in an era when all fires covered the enemy's queue within the furthest range of the gun to accomplish the purpose of killing and maiming the enemy. Even if the diggers were hiding inside, they would not be safe. After all, the guns covered a large area from top to bottom of the arc. Now Claude demanded that those human wooden targets who had been shot be dropped after their attackers fired. This required someone to hide in the defensive position at any time, which was very unsafe.

Claude obviously knows what Lieutenant Moster is worried about: "Don't worry, we won't shoot with fire. You've seen our training, it's accurate shooting, and it won't hurt anyone. I asked Mike to come over and let him stand up and look at the little red flag in his hand before waving it to remind us. ”

“Okay, I'll be there.” Second Lieutenant Carlos next to me was harsh: “You've used so much gunpowder and guns, let me see what the soldiers you've trained look like. Never discover your men are gone before shooting, either by artillery fire or by defensive fire! ”

Lieutenant Carlos rushed to the hillside of the defense, and Claude prompted McJackie behind him to follow the red flag and cautioned him to ask Lieutenant Carlos to stop 20 to 30 metres from that defensive position until he had finished shooting on his side before checking on the human wooden target.

Claude ran to where the guard unit was on his side. Lieutenant Muster turns to ask respectfully the Colonel with two silver curved moons on his shoulder badge: "Colonel Leoncro, who do you think will be victorious as a result of this field confrontation exercise? ”

Lieutenant Colonel Leoncro, Deputy Chief of Training at the Legion Battalion, went to the Fuckabee Hill barracks just to inspect the training status of the recruits supplemented by the Eleventh Field Battalion. He ran into the field-to-field rivalry drill and came and watched.

But Lieutenant Colonel Leonclaw hadn't answered, and a fat major next to him laughed with disdain: "I can't think of any way that Claude could have won. Where did he get that confidence?" Like this defensive position, which Lieutenant Kermont has set up, I think it would take at least a large force to attack in order to have a chance of success. Twenty recruits attacked, it was a suicide attempt, there was no chance of victory! ”

The Major's name is Morrimade. Lee Kosdir, a combat staff member of the Legion, was a noble man and a member of the ruling family of Wangdu. To be honest, he came to the Blue Feather Legion to gold plated, now that the war has not broken out, he has nothing to do as a combat staff, and he runs wherever there is a buzz, so there is always a figure of him in the audience.

Lieutenant Colonel Leoncro merely laughed and did not share Major Morrimade's view: “As usual, Lieutenant Kermont's defensive layout does require a large team to attack in order to take the defensive position by force strength. But now that Sergeant Claude has put forward the conditions for this trial, he should have his own ideas, and we can wait and see. ”

Lieutenant Moster saw that Claude had arrived at the position of his guard unit and shook a blue flag several times in the air, indicating that the offense could begin.

Claude blows the copper whistle in his mouth, waves his hand, and is lazy to speak, just pointing his finger at the hillside where the defensive position is far away, indicating that the attack begins.

If it was a normal battle team, they would line up and move forward. But Claude's men, for more than 20 years, spread apart, bending their hips down and running in a curved straight line.

The audience watching on the hill blew up the nest in a flash: "No, how can they run like this? Without queues, how can they shoot all kinds of fires? Are they going to reach the range and then queue up? Don't you know that it's easy to get all kinds of fires from the defense? The losses will be even greater...”

Lieutenant Moster and Lieutenant Kermont were also dazed and watched as Claude flexed forward with more than 20 of his soldiers.

“Do you still want to fire your artillery?” Lieutenant Moster asked.

Lieutenant Kermont shook his head with a grin: "They didn't queue up, they split up so much, the artillery couldn't even aim, and the launch was wasted. When they get closer, I'll shoot them with all my guns, then let the guns load shotguns, and wait for them to fire close to 100 meters...”

But Lieutenant Kermont was disappointed, because Claude was not assembled when they approached the 300 metres from the defensive position, but lay down on the ground and crawled forward.

“Ahhh!” Lieutenant Kermont was angry, so that even his queue of fire was useless. Even if all fire was covered damage from top to bottom, he had only 50 or 60 people, and the coverage of this firing gun had no effect at all.

“Is Claude going to fight himself? Half of them are missing. You really think you're invincible? By the time they get close to 100 meters, they can lose at least a quarter of his strength by firing a shotgun…” Lieutenant Kermont is now putting hope on the cannon. This shotgun is a big sweep. If Claude's attackers want to occupy defensive positions, they have to get past the guns first.

And then everybody saw Claude, and they stopped climbing, about 150 to 200 meters from the defensive position, and started shooting on the ground. After a crisp gunshot, Claude touched a red flag twice, indicating that Ensign Carlos and Mike would go to the defensive position and drop those human-made wooden targets on the ground.

“He... they're lying on the ground loading guns...” The audience feels open, and this is how it works?

After six rounds of gunfire, there was no longer a standing human wooden target in the defensive position, and Ensign Carlos and Mike stood silly in the position. Claude greeted his guard soldiers to climb up from the ground, strode past and easily occupied the position...