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57 – Platoon Assessment (4)

“We will arrive at the 3rd Battalion soon.”

“Okay.”

Colonel Viktor Zelensky, the sorcery staff of the Northern Corps, answered in a serious voice. The 3rd Battalion, it was a unit that had come in many times from recent reports.

“In the 8th Division’s operation to recapture Belgordo Fortress, it was of great help in repelling the bandits who attacked the fortress, and this time, in response to the request for cooperation from the National Military Police, they succeeded in finding out the traitor in one day…….”

“It seems that the problem of Cherno City, which was quite a headache even in the Corps Inspection Room, was solved at once.”

“It’s not because of that so-called, it’s the military police’s achievement.”

Viktor clearly drew a line. Then he was quickly corrected by the adjutant accompanying him.

“Still, I can’t deny the fact that I helped by providing conclusive evidence.”

Only then did Viktor nod his head.

It was a name that came to his ears, who originally did not even care about outside affairs. That doesn’t diminish the odds, but it’s still fairly frothy.

‘Lt. Enoch Levandel.’

A magic officer who can be said to be the hottest potato in the current Corps Magic Staff Department.

The fact that a youngster who had only been commissioned for a month had received a special treatment directly from Prince Orlando Rus made even Viktor Zelensky interested.

‘Actually, it’ll be an evaluation to see what the lieutenant’s skills are like.’

To say it was a critical evaluation, the schedule was just formal and boring. Rather, watching such irregulars was a kind of pleasure and amusement for Viktor Zelensky, the corps magic staff.

Surprise yourself.

Or being made fun of yourself.

Viktor Zelensky smiled faintly at the view of the troops approaching.

***

“Is the 5th Platoon ready?”

Squadron commander Captain Arendt Schultz said. I looked around at the platoon members and confidently replied yes.

“This is a major evaluation, but the evaluator seems to be more interested in your platoon, Lieutenant Enoch. Just do what you did before.”

“I will keep this in mind, company commander.”

“As expected. Please.”

He turned and disappeared with a satisfied smile. The reason Arendt was able to have that kind of composure even though it was a major evaluation was because, as I said, Colonel Viktor’s attention was focused on my platoon.

In the first place, the assignment itself was the first to show the 1st platoon, which can be seen as the best of the company, and after attracting attention with fancy attack magic.

Because we were going to give our platoon a situation at the very end.

It was clear that Viktor Zelensky, the evaluator, would not particularly care about other platoons or evaluation items. No matter how meticulously he checks things out, if it’s not too intrusive, he usually doesn’t point it out and moves on.

Because it was often like that in the Korean military.

“Sergeant Roxanna, how are you feeling today?”

“I went to bed early last night.”

“Good.”

It was decided that Claude and Lumia would be in charge of the demonstration of attack magic. It is a role stemming from the idea of showing a defense method that responds to the attributes of different personalities, which has been successful.

Claude demonstrates lightning attribute magic with maximum penetration and speed, followed by Lumia pouring out fire attribute magic with maximum explosive power and range.

If that’s the case, since Claude’s resistance to the ‘lightning attribute’ can be proven to some extent, there must be an aspect that can appeal to Viktor Zelensky, the evaluator.

Soon, the figure of the evaluator appeared among the neatly arranged troops.

Colonel Viktor Zelensky approaches while having a friendly conversation with the battalion commander, Lieutenant Colonel Lockhart Cromwell.

He was a middle-aged man with well-groomed, waxed hair like skinheads. As much as he has the same impression as a typical Slavic man, the sense of intimidation felt in his face is considerable.

In many ways, I thought that he was a man with an image worthy of the name of Corps Magic Staff.

“Glory to the motherland!!”

“Glory.”

Victor neatly accepted the salute of company commander Arendt, who was standing in the center, and shook hands lightly with him.

“Well, what else can I say? Let’s proceed with the evaluation immediately.”

“Okay. Each platoon, to position!”

“To the location!!”

Company members move in perfect order at Captain Arendt’s command. The first order, as everyone expected, was the 1st Platoon.

“Deploy the platoon!”

At the command of the platoon leader, Lieutenant Crenfus Adele, the eight mages quickly dispersed.

“Enemy, 1 mixed infantry regiment. The 1st Platoon of the 2nd Company was put in to secure the retreat route for the surrounded friendly division.”

The colonel skillfully assigns situations without even reading the script, as if he knows the scenario one after another.

“There is no enemy magician or artillery support, and we are maintaining a siege with a double defense line.”

If you look at the situation alone, it is obvious that the main attack and breakthrough situation.

“So that the company commander can give instructions to his platoon.”

I scribbled down his notebook while carefully watching how Lieutenant Crenfus Adele would respond. I was a Hearts of General user and a former army officer, but that was all.

In fact, the general understanding of the strategies used in this era—especially the Magic Soldiers—was inevitably lower than other factors.

Learning is power.

It’s a lieutenant because he went through a special promotion, but in fact, his skills are not much different from those of a newly commissioned second lieutenant. All possible information and know-how had to be scraped together.

“The 1st platoon deploys the 4th rank to break through the depths of the enemy. Concentrate on the right and left wings, conduct artillery fire centered on red magic, break the enemy’s momentum, and break through the defense line!”

Shortly, when the order of Arendt’s company commander was given to the 1st Platoon.

“Deploy the 4th rank!”

“Deploy 4 times!”

The mana of different colors emitted by the 1st Platoon Leader and his platoon members swallows the air all at once.

Of the five situations, the most elite 1st platoon was given the current ‘main attack and breakthrough’ situation for no particular reason.

This situation was a situation that comprehensively included both short-range and long-range artillery fire and defense against enemy infantry.

In a situation where most of the engagements themselves were carried out within 100m to 200m, it was natural for magicians to play a similar role to modern tanks.

To fire a suppressive bombardment with less than 10 people at best, break through the enemy defense line 1st, and then apply close-range bombardment within it so that friendly infantry troops can secure a breakthrough.

That was the meaning of the current magician.

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Flame like an artillery bombardment from a tank shot up in front. Magic poured down relentlessly to the extent that the ground in the clearing shook.

“Charge!”

“Wow!!”

The platoon commander, who judged that the suppression had been completed to some extent, drew his pistol and charged. After that, the sorcerers took out their weapons and rushed.

A truly standard breakthrough strategy.

Lieutenant Crenfuth, who reached the pre-designated location in an instant, raised his arms with a satisfied look on his face.

From my point of view, it was a neat strategy with no superfluities.

In modern military doctrine, this is nothing more than an act of suicide, but it was certainly an effective action in the absence of machine guns, trenches, and barbed wire.

But Viktor Zelensky’s expression was never good.

“Is this all?”

“Yes, it is. Judging by the topographical factors and the given situation, it is judged that the allies suffered two minor injuries.”

“Wrong. Allied casualties are three seriously injured and one dead, including you.”

“I didn’t hear…… ?!”

Lt.

“6 Out of 10. Give me the next situation.”

Captain Arendt Schultz was clearly confused at the situation where the company’s elite platoon was sunk relentlessly.

Not to mention the commander, the other platoon commanders didn’t seem to understand why the 1st platoon commander received such a harsh evaluation.

That’s why the coping with the ensuing situation itself was not so smooth. As a result, even with empty words, the face of Battalion Commander Lockhart was slowly rotting.

“So far, the evaluation of this company has been 5.7 Points, which is pretty decent.”

I got 5.7 Points in the evaluation, but I’m in compliance.

If you give it how hard it is, is that a compliant figure? I could see why Lieutenant Debra Bennett was terrified of Colonel Viktor Zelensky.

“Then the last platoon…… This is a situation assuming an anti-magic war against the enemy magicians.”

Viktor Zelensky’s eyes lightly tease me.

“Is the platoon leader Lieutenant Enoch Levandell? Let the command begin, company commander.”

“Oh, I see…” ….”

Obviously, Lieutenant Arendt was in good spirits until he was evaluated, but now it is clear that he has completely shrunk.

In the end, hope is me and the 5th platoon?

“Whoa.”

I took a deep breath and exchanged glances with the platoon members without speaking.

“Let’s just do what we normally do.”

“Don’t worry!”

Rumia clenches her fists with determination. I showed as much trust in them as they did in me.

“The location of the 5th Platoon of the 2nd Company was identified by the enemy reconnaissance unit. The situation of long-distance artillery fire focusing on intermediate red magic has been detected. There are no friendly forces around, so that the platoon can survive the enemy’s attack with its own ability.”

“Can you wait a minute?”

I said, stepping forward to Viktor Zelensky, who gave the situation.

“We will proceed with live fire.”

“Are you going to proceed with live fire?”

“Yes, two of our platoon members will directly hit the magic barrier with intermediate red magic.”

When I turned my gaze to Rumia and Claude, the evaluator replied with a very interesting look.

“Okay. Let’s proceed.”

I had already discussed this with the company commander to some extent. I left behind the other platoon commanders, who were staring at me in amazement, and went to the clearing in front.

‘Everything is as expected.’

Thanks to Roxanne, I also practiced stretching, so she was able to conceive of the magic barrier without having to carry her on my back. In fact, it can be seen as complete preparation.

“Okay, let’s get started!”

As soon as I proclaimed it with a confident voice, Roxanna’s magical barrier opened. Rumia and Claude’s magic falling at the same time.

Keying—!! Kwagwawang!!!

In an instant, firepower far surpassing even the magic shown by the other platoons covered the empty lot.