Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 214: Two Bottles of Good Wine

Here's how it started: Lieutenant Moster, who took over the Odin Mountain Lane defense task temporarily, was notified by the battalion headquarters to take the squadron of the Chanyalal Legion with him, along with nearly 100 deserters captured, to the Legion Battalion in Gonidad, Cafilez County, to report. Curiously, the notice did not mention Claude's guard squadron, who was on guard duty at the entrance to the hill, so Claude had to go to Amis City himself to find out exactly what was going on at Camp Eleven.

As a result, Claude received a business-as-usual response from the battalion, which meant that while the Eleventh Field Battalion was about to pack up for evacuation from Amis City and begin to regroup back to the Legion Battalion in Caffirette County, the treatment facility and medical team would continue to stay in Amis City for some time. This is due to the fact that too many wounded have returned from breaking through the siege some time ago, and that they will continue to be treated in Amis City. As for the treatment center guard squadron being fine in Amis City, it is still in charge of the mountain entrance guard task...

Claude then returned to the entrance to the mountain path to watch the stars nap during the day. But his life was not boring for the next two months, as the kingdom of Ovilas was constantly sending troops to Amis City, transporting armaments and moving horses day and night. As a guard squadron at the entrance to the mountain lanes, some additional benefits have been derived from these transport units.

Some convoys, for example, carry some alcohol or other excess supplies, prepare to send them to the front line for a high price, run into the mountain entrance guard's inspection, always pay some good money to accommodate the customs clearance. As a result, Claude found that the entrance to the hillside guarded by his squadron had been poured into a well-oiled junction, roughly estimating that he would be able to make a gold kroner a month, which would still remove the income of the rest of the entire squadron.

But two months later, when Claude found Dr. Pellent at the entrance to the hill with his corpsman team and a large group of wounded men ready to go back to Caffirette County, he asked himself if he wanted to go back with them. Dr. Perente answered with some embarrassment: “Without you on the order, just let me take the medical team and the wounded back... but there is a notice that you will report to the newly formed guard battalion in Amis City, where you will also collect supplies in the future...”

Claude doesn't know he's been abandoned by the Bluefeathers, and that's no way to do it. The Blue Feather Regiment was instructed to reorganize, and his treatment squadron did not belong to the official unit, or was arguably an ad hoc combat unit. Now that the Eleventh Field Battalion is rebuilt, there is no need for this temporary combat configuration to either be formalized or disbanded.

At that time, when the Blue Feather Corps enlarged its recruitment, they stuffed Claude with pricks and disqualified soldiers, allowing him to form a guard and stretcher at such a treatment facility. As a result, their eleventh battalion went to guard Prince Widreck's safety without going to the front line and stayed comfortably in Amis City until the end of the battle. Knowing that none of the officers at the bottom of the squadron were willing to receive the squadron, and that the hillside behind Claude was too hard for anyone to provoke, the hot gourd was simply transferred to the newly formed Amis City Guard Battalion as soon as it was discussed.

Claude, everyone's a little stunned. What's going on, man? It doesn't make sense. I only heard about the transfer from the local army to the Blue Feather Legion. Since when do you have examples of the transfer from the Blue Feather Legion to the local army?

Dr. Perente, who told Claude about this notice, was embarrassed, but he guessed eight or nine of them. However, he knew that he could not speak too clearly, and could only persuade Claude from a different angle: “Actually, this is not a bad thing. The Blue Feather Regiment will go back to integration this time, and will still go to war after the reconstruction is complete. And all you have to do to get into Amis City Security Battalion is stay behind and guard the entrance to this hill. Without considering the battlefield in front of you, your own safety is guaranteed...”

Claude thought about it, which was true, nodded to Dr. Perente and took Berklin and Muriel to Amis City in a transport wagon.

The battalion headquarters of the Amis City Guard Battalion was in a two-storey small building next to the former city's main residence, and Claude went over and found out that the current guard battalion had just been formed with only one battalion of troops, four squadrons each assigned to guard four city gates, and he was the guard squadron guarding the entrance to the mountain lane.

The head of the guard unit is a captain, called Wardroff. You are welcome to see Claude. Tell him to report the personnel roster of the guard squadron and prepare to send someone to take over the guard squadron. After all, Claude, as sergeant chief, is acting as a squadron chief, but some of the squadrons are highly qualified. Moreover, the number of this guard squadron exceeds its normal strength and requires a squadron to be redeployed.

When this squadron's acting squadron leader, Claude, doesn't matter, the only thing he should worry about is that this squadron with precise shooting has been scattered and destroyed. In this time, he has heard many examples of Blue Feather Regiment sudden combat. A platoon of soldiers lined up in neat rows to the enemy's position, walking 100 meters away from the fire with artillery fire and flying bullets, and then directly attacking the defensive position of the enemy, often less than one in three survivors in the process...

But this is the most common scenario of warfare in this era of the world, whether it's defense or offense, queuing fire, stabbing with a blade to win, is the most serious factor in casualties on both sides of the war. Soldiers will not exaggerate for their bravery after a war, but will only thank the gods for their blessings, because they are lucky enough to survive this battle.

Claude had Berklin remove the list of members of the Guard and the personal files from his bag, all brought to him by Dr. Perente. Taking over these Claudes made it clear that the Blue Feathers Corps did abandon this squadron of guards they led.

Pass these to Captain Wardroff, the captain with the big voice, and look at the personal file, and the darker you look, the more you drop the file, and ask Claude, "What the hell is going on with your squadron? Are these files real? ”

The personal file contains the comments of the trainers at the time of the recruitment of recruits, and almost every personal comment of the soldiers of these squadrons bears a seal unfit for military service, with only Claude and his four noble children, as well as the personal files of three corporals and one sergeant that Lieutenant Moster later transferred to the squadron, which are more normal.

Claude laughed bitterly, who told himself to take such an unreliable training task, and ended up walking to the Principality of Siddins. His own guard squadron of disqualified soldiers stayed in Amis City unharmed, but other normal fighting forces were killed and injured by four fifths, which is really ironic to think of...

“As you can see, my squadron is made up of these unqualified soldiers who only have the skills to load, shoot, and patrol outposts, nothing else, not to mention learn to line up and march, not to mention fire. So the Eleventh Field Battalion of the Blue Feather Legion let us defend the entrance to the hill. But they're better, and there's a stretcher team, all made up of idiots and psychopaths..."

“You said that stretcher team I know.” Captain Wardroff interrupted Claude's remarks: "Now they're working hard in the warehouse, and yesterday a lot of chaos broke out, snatching food and crushing the pile of armaments, crushing two. ”

“Uh...” Claude said without a word, no wonder there was no trace of that stretcher team in the team that Dr. Perente took with him and a large group of wounded people back to Caffirette County. Turns out the Blue Feather Corps not only gave up its own guard unit, but even the stretcher team left it in Amis City.

Imagine, these idiots and psychopaths are all burdensome to them, and they just missed the opportunity to rebuild this integration. When recruitment was extended, these idiots and mental illnesses were sent to places where they had been recruited, hindering face and affection and could not be ignored. Now that the Blue Feathers have gone through such a big battle, the losses are so great that they can be regarded as losses on the battlefield if they are lightly drawn on the list. This is a chance to seize, of course, because they're all idiots and psychopaths, and they don't go up.

Claude didn't have the kindness to take care of those idiots and psychopaths, he wasn't Iron Stone hearted, he wasn't the Virgin Mary, and since Captain Wardroff said they were struggling in the warehouse, it shouldn't matter if they died. Anyway, he's wondering now, if Captain Wardroff sends someone to take over the guard squadron, could he go back to the Blue Feathers Legion...

Captain Wardroff, this would be in front of the three Claudes, yelling at Major Jebson, the battalion leader of the Eleventh Field Battalion, yelling at him for taking two bottles of his own good wine, saying that he had sent himself a strong squadron to be the backbone of the guard battalion, and he stuffed himself with such a broken squadron, what the hell...

Claude, the more Berklin and Muriel listen, the uglier they look, the more courageous this squadron of guards is worth only two bottles of good wine...

After half a day of scolding, Captain Wardroff was tired, and he looked at the three awkward Claudes in front of him and said, "Are you Claude? Well, you're still acting Squadron Leader with this squadron to continue guarding the mountain entrance to the Odin Mountains. I'll send someone else to inform you of any future assignments or personnel changes. ”

Claudelli was just saying: "Sir, I still want you to send someone to replace this squadron leader. I want to go back to the Blue Wings Legion...”

“No way.” Captain Wardroff cut the nail and said, "You guys are two bottles of good wine I bought. Don't just leave and throw me that mess. Now that the file says you have a hand in training these unqualified recruits, just take charge of this squadron and don't mess with me! ”

“Sir, I protest against you saying that!” Claude was pissed, the ghost was the one you traded for two bottles of wine for. Dude checked at the entrance of the mountain road and got more than two bottles of good wine every day.

“The protest is invalid!” Captain Wardroff stared at Claude positively: "Claude, tell me, what is the soldier's vocation? Louder! ”

“Reporting sir, obey! Obey! ”

“Well, since you know obedience, you'll have to follow my orders to represent this squadron leader. It's impossible to know that your current file is here with me, you're my subordinate, and you want to go back to the Bluefeathers without my consent.” Captain Wardroff hammered his fist on that big pile of personal files on the table.

“And take off the blue feathers on your hats and those two blue medals on you. You are not soldiers of the Blue Feather Corps, but members of the Amis City Guard Battalion. Our guard battalion soldiers don't need these fancy costumes. They're not pussies. Why are they dressed like flirtatious blue-tailed birds..."

The three Claudes were eventually blown out of Captain Wardroff's office, and the blue feathers and blue ribbons were all gone, and the uniforms were exactly the same as those of the second-line legions.

“Boss, what do we do now?” Berklin and Muriel looked overwhelmed at Claude.

“What should we do?” Claude woke up with some feelings and thought about not touching Captain Wardroff again, who was purely a fiery man, I really don't understand how he became the head of this Amis City security camp.

“Let's go to the Logistics Department and collect this month's supply and soldier allowance from our guard squadron, and then we can go back to the entrance to the hillside to continue our guard duties.” Claude thought about it.

“Okay, boss, let's go back later, okay? Me and Mulder want to go to the tavern.” Berklin pleaded.

“You guys go.” Claude shook his head: “Just go home before the evening, don't spend the night in the tavern, and don't mess around, okay? ”

“Understood, boss, we promised to get back on time. ”