Heroes of Silver Moon

beep! beep! beep! Three sharp and piercing whistles woke Glennan from his sleep, and the entire camp quickly became noisy.

"Hurry up, hurry up, you only have ten minutes!" Squad leader Galken urged from the side.

Glennan got dressed subconsciously, and then began to tidy up the bedding. Although he didn't know the significance of tidying up the bedding, after these days of training, he had developed an instinct.

One squad lived in one tent, that is, eleven people. The tent was a large military tent, so it didn't seem very crowded. After so many days of running-in, all the recruits had adapted to such a tight day.

Almost exactly ten minutes later, all the members of Squad 1 packed up their bedding and clothes, and then lined up outside the tent, and Glennan was among them.

beep! beep! beep! The sharp and piercing whistle sounded again, and Harris' energetic voice echoed in the camp: "Everyone, assemble!"

"Run~go!" Following the order of the squad leader Galken, the squad lined up in a neat file, ran to the gate of the camp in neat steps, and stopped at the position where they were supposed to stand.

After arriving here, Glennan saw at a glance, Company Commander Harris, Deputy Company Commander Burd, and three platoon leaders who were already waiting here.

Only officers can wait for soldiers, and soldiers cannot wait for officers. This is a strange rule set by Lord Simon, which is just the opposite of the traditional army.

In the traditional army, usually the soldiers have assembled for a long time before the officers at all levels will arrive slowly, but if you dare to let the officers wait for the soldiers, hehe, then the soldiers will have a whip to eat.

"Report the numbers in each class!" The platoon leader Siegel ordered with a straight face.

"One!" Squad leader Garken shouted first, and then other members of the squad quickly followed suit.

"One, two, three... eleven!"

"Every class is here!"

"Second class is here!"

"All three classes are here!"

After the three squad leaders in the first row had finished reporting, the platoon leader Siegel nodded with a straight face, and then shouted loudly: "Look to the right~ Qi!"

Without thinking too much, Glennan quickly turned his head to the right, aligning his body with the other companions, including the thirty or so people in the row.

"Look ahead!"

Glennan jerked his head straight again, staring straight ahead.

"Relax."

The movement had already been engraved in his bones, and he subconsciously stepped his right foot halfway forward to the right.

"stand at attention!"

With the last command, Glennan immediately resumed standing upright.

Siegel, who was giving orders right in front of a row, turned his body straight back, facing Harris who was standing right in front of the entire company.

First they paid each other a chest-beating salute, and then Siegel said with a serious face: "Your Excellency, Company Commander, there should be thirty-four people in a row, and there are actually thirty-four people, please give instructions!"

"Relax." Harris also responded with a straight face.

"Yes!" Siegel shouted angrily, and then the two sides saluted each other again with a chest-beating salute.

"Relax." Seeing the platoon leader turn to them again, Glennan thought silently in his heart.

"Relax." Sure enough, Siegel said so, just like the past month.

Every day is a fixed time to get up, a fixed time to gather, a fixed process report, and a fixed training content. Sometimes Glennan even thinks, is their new army trapped in a time loop?

"Second row should be here...please instruct!"

"Three platoons should arrive...please instruct!"

"Relax."

"Yes!"

"Look to the right~ Qi!" Just like the squad leader reported the situation to the platoon leader just now, Harris once again organized the team with fixed orders, but this time the process after the team was completed was beyond Glennan's expectations.

"Hey, the morning exercise is probably another long-distance run!" Just as Glennan sighed depressedly in his heart, he saw the company commander Harris turn around and run to the right side of the company.

"Commander Simon, the new army should have 115 people in one company, and it actually has 115 people. Please give instructions!"

Harris' voice immediately made Glennan curious, Commander Simon? Isn't that the adult they are loyal to? When did it arrive?

It turned out that Simon brought Deborah here when Glennan and others lined up, but the soldiers were not allowed to move around or shake their heads in the queue, so these recruits did not notice the arrival of Simon and the two.

In fact, Glennan has a little contempt and disdain for this generous nobleman.

Casually paying such high salaries to soldiers, and also creating so many weird systems in the army, one can tell at a glance that he is an ignorant and incompetent prodigal.

And as the owner of the entire army, this noble lord actually doesn't show his face all day long and completely entrusts the army to his retainers to take care of. Isn't he afraid that others will occupy the magpie's nest and secretly control the entire army?

Glennan complained in his heart, while Simon responded to Harris.

"The whole army will change their outfits according to the original plan!"

"Yes!" Harris was not surprised at all. This was something Simon had discussed with the backbone of the officers.

After beating each other's chests, Harris returned to his seat, and said to the hundred or so people in front of him with a straight face: "Because of special reasons, there will be no morning exercises today."

Raising his hand and looking at the watch Simon gave him, Harris went on to say: "It's 6:20, I'll give you 40 minutes to clear the entire camp before breakfast, and the shifts will be arranged according to plan." Let's move!"

After Harris finished speaking, the three platoon leaders, Siegel, immediately got out of the line and ran to the front of each platoon.

"The squad leaders already know what's going on, so I won't go into too much detail, and the squads will take action quickly!"

What the platoon leader Siegel said made Glennan in the queue a little confused, but he was not given time to react at all. The squad leader Galken gave the order to turn around, and the whole group ran back to their tents in neat steps again.

"Squad leader, what is going on here? What does it mean to clear the entire camp?" After returning to the tent, Glennan asked impatiently.

"It's nothing, it's just that Master Simon asked us to replace these tents and bedding." Galken replied calmly.

"Replace them all! But these are still new ones?" Glennan was a little puzzled.

As the son of a mercenary, Glennan still has this vision. Of course he can see that the tents and bedding they are using are definitely new, but now that Lord Simon wants to use these It's unbelievable that everything has been replaced.

Anyway, Glennan couldn't figure out what was going on in Lord Simon's mind.

"Don't talk nonsense, change as soon as you are told, what are you doing with so much nonsense, you forgot the first rule of military discipline!" Galken immediately glared at Glennan in dissatisfaction.

Although Simon did ask Harris to communicate with their squad leaders and platoon leaders before, but now he is as confused as Glennan, and he has no idea what Simon is doing. The reason why he said that just now is completely It is to maintain the dignity of the squad leader.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Glennan replied with a smile. Among the military regulations and disciplines of the new army, the first one is absolute obedience to orders, and it is said that all the military regulations and disciplines were formulated by Sir Simon. of.

Although those cumbersome military regulations are a headache to memorize, at least Glennan can still remember the first one.

Two people were left to dismantle the tent, and the squad leader Galken took Glennan and the others to carry the bedding, pillows and other things outside the camp, where the soldiers of the Alpine Fort were collecting these things.

Although they were tents and quilts eliminated by the new army, almost 90% of these things were new. Of course, Simon would not waste them, and gave them all to the private army of the Hawke family. After all, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat!

Seeing the camp being emptied step by step, Harris blew his whistle on time at seven o'clock and assembled the entire company at the gate of the camp.

"Well, yes, I am very satisfied with your efficiency, and I won't talk too much about other things. The speed of eating should be faster, and we will be busy all day long!"

Glennan listened to Harris' speech in the queue, and tried not to roll his eyes. If you officers talk less nonsense, or just cut down on a few reporting procedures, wouldn't our efficiency be faster?

"Come on, it's the old rule before dinner, sing a song! Unity is strength, get up!"

"Unity is strength, this strength is iron, this strength is steel, harder than iron..."

Singing inexplicable battle songs, the backlog of Glennan's heart is simply nowhere to be released. He still sings battle songs before dinner. How can this new army clean up these weird things? Just like other troops, it's fine up?

The logistics team had already prepared extremely unpalatable meals. Glennan followed the team, made a bowl of noodle soup, and then took two black breads. As for the small dishes made by the logistics team, he didn't even touch them. bump.

To be honest, if the daily training was not really tiring and they were really hungry, Glennan would not eat the food cooked by the logistics team!

In this regard, Ma Silan, the monitor of the logistics team, is the real one who wants to cry but has no tears.

I still vaguely remember that day, a group of them officially moved from the Alpine Fort to the temporary camp, because none of the group had much experience in leading troops, so they didn't bring a cook from the Alpine Fort.

Looking at the people who were waiting for food after the meal time, the young master Simon was silent for a while, and finally asked who could cook.

Fourteen of the fifteen people did not respond, because they are all warriors of noble origin. Even if they cannot inherit the title and manor, their martial arts are enough for them to earn a living. Who would lose their status to learn Cooking!

Only Ma Silan raised his hand very cheaply. He was interested in this before, and he also learned from the family cook for a period of time. history.

Then, Ma Silan, who was originally determined to wield a long sword and kill all enemies for the lord, has now become the squad leader of the logistics squad, responsible for handling the rice spoons and cooking for the entire company.

So, fate is really **** up!

As amateur cooks, and these recruits in the logistics class basically don't know how to cook, the new army is lucky to be able to eat these extremely unpalatable things every day.

Looking at the squad leader, platoon leader, and company commander who had dinner with them and also had distorted faces, the resentment in Glennan's heart was relieved, and that's right! Everyone should eat together when there is suffering!

To be honest, during these days of training, what Glennan admired most about this new army is that officers and soldiers can sit together, eat, sleep, and train together, which is almost invisible in other armies.

The officers all had their own small stoves, and the food they ate was far better than that of the soldiers, with meat almost every meal, while the soldiers could only eat black bread with clear water every day.

The same is true for sleeping in camps. Officers all have their own tents, and at least they share a room for two. There are carpets and big beds inside, and many officers even bring nightingales to spend the night in the tents.

But what about soldiers? More than a dozen people were crowded into a big tent, and they had nothing but a quilt. They could only lie on the ground and sleep, and even the quilts were required to be brought by the soldiers.

No quilt? Either you freeze to death, or you huddle with soldiers in the same camp to see if they are willing to lend you a quilt to keep warm.

There is no need to think about training together, except for a very small number of individual responsible officers, most of the officers will not see them on the training ground.

Either they were still sleeping in the tent, lying on the belly of the nightingale, or they were gathering in groups of three or four to play cards and gamble in a certain camp.

For this phenomenon, the owners of the army, that is, the lords and kings, have no way to solve it even if they want to solve it.

Because these officers are basically related households, this one is the second son of this family, that one is the third son of that family, and there are also nobles from the royal family, or they are the eldest sons of certain knights~www.readwn.com~ How to solve it? Unless the entire kingdom or territory ceased to function, as long as those nobles existed for a day, this phenomenon was bound to be inevitable!

But Simon's new army is different.

Although Harris and the others who served as military officers were all from noble families, they are not related households. They are all young soldiers with dreams and trying to make meritorious deeds!

In addition, Simon has formulated strict military regulations and disciplines like that on Blue Star, so the spirit and cohesion of this new army is destined to be different from other traditional troops.

The food was indeed unpalatable, but the officers and soldiers ate the same food, and compared to other troops who could only eat black bread with clear water, they at least had noodle soup and side dishes, although those side dishes were extremely unpalatable!

The camp was indeed crowded and cold, but at least the officers like Harris lived in the same place as them, and the new army also distributed cotton bedding for free.

Queue training is indeed boring, but at least on the training ground, you can see all the officers!

Barely finishing the unpalatable breakfast, Harris' whistle brought the company together again.

"Every class goes up one by one to get the tents, and put the tents in the place where you used to live. Remember that all the tents must be neatly arranged!"

Following squad leader Garken up to receive the new tent, Glennan was a little dumbfounded when he saw the twelve tents in front of him that were almost exactly the same, no, it should be said that they were exactly the same. what!

Different styles of tents are very convenient for soldiers to distinguish, which can also prevent soldiers from getting lost and going wrong, but now that the new army wants to make the styles of tents exactly the same, how can soldiers be distinguished in the future?