"It's raining so hard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Little Moltke, who was draped in a raincoat, looked at the overcast sky and wiped the water droplets on his face.

Seeing that the exercise was about to start in 2 weeks, the Prussian regiments participating in the exercise began to enter to prepare, and the lightly armed infantry entered, and then when the big guys came on the field, it suddenly rained, and this time it was three days ....... The wilderness of the exercise ground turned into a swamp, and the dirt road, which was already not good, was crushed by tens of thousands of people, thousands of horses, hundreds of various vehicles and artillery trucks, creating a pile of mud. Not far from Moltke, a 210mm howitzer slumped diagonally beside the roadbed, and more than 30 horses and more than 200 people tried to drag the thing out of the mud pit, but to no avail.

With the sound of a gunshot coming from a distance, everyone just looked up into the distance, and then went about their business, this is another execution of a wounded horse, this kind of thing has happened many times, people have long been surprised, and it also means that everyone can have an extra piece of half-baked horse meat in the lunch box tonight.

"How many horses is that?" Moltke asked.

"There are more than 30 horses, and there are hundreds of sick or unusable horses, not counting, the quality of the horses has declined very much, if it goes on like this, within three days, we will only use capable people to pull or trucks." Hindenburg on the side also said with a gloomy face.

"It's okay to use a truck, can you transfer it? The Bavarians on the other side had already entered, and they might now be watching us in their tents, and the Kaiser was already dissatisfied. Moltke said.

"Do you want to take a heavy-duty car on this road? It's impossible, now artillery trucks over 5 tons can't pass at all, see this ground, all the way over, two ditches. How to go? Hindenburg wiped the rain from his face and said indignantly.

"What then? Wait until the weather clears, and then let the Austrians see this tatters that stretches for several kilometers? The dignity and face of the empire are all gone! Moltke gritted his teeth. Psychologically, that's called an imbalance.

In the past, it was not a time when there was no heavy rain during the exercise, and if it did, it would be good to postpone it for a while, but this time it was different, those southerners on the opposite side didn't know what was going on, and they actually ran so fast, they came from Bavaria to the exercise ground earlier than they came! Except for the tracked vehicles, all the remaining wheeled and half-wheeled vehicles actually ran over on their own.

Moltke Jr. still remembers the arrival of the Bavarian Legion at the training ground, where a convoy of hundreds of vehicles of various types stretched for several kilometers, dragging artillery and supplies through the city. In front of the German army and the top brass of the army who participated in the exercises, it was arrogant and boundless. At an average speed of 15 kilometers per hour, all the vehicles easily walked to the exercise ground, and then began to set up and repair their positions. So much so that Crown Prince Wilhelm privately said to Moltke: "The Bavarian soldiers are so comfortable." ”

Even if it was 3 days late, the Bavarian soldiers on the opposite side would have to play with the mud on a rainy day like the Prussians, and marching on a rainy day would be as troublesome as the now immature mechanized troops. But now? The Bavarians, who had already completed most of their preparations, were much happier than their Prussian counterparts.

"What do you say? Can they still eat pasta in this weather?! With a click, the biscuit in Moltke's hand fell to the ground.

"No, no, it's not about that, it's about what they do to get this thing to the army. If you think about it, an army of nearly 20,000 people can still eat hot pasta every day, so they must have a way to bring a lot of supplies over, food, warm clothing, and fuel, especially fuel. Hindenburg said.

"Huh?! Yes, if nothing else, such an army does not consume 100 tons of fuel, water, and food every day. Think about it, a division consumes about 30 to 40 heads of beef every day. How did they get in? This doesn't make sense. Moltke, who had been eating rusks, compressed biscuits and half-cooked rice for three days, finally turned his attention from his rice bowl to transportation.

"Half-track, it must be a half-track!" Markenson said, putting the rusks aside in his hand. "Although tracked vehicles have the best passability, the general tank and armored vehicles have a large ground weight, and the half-track is actually a car with a part of the tracks. They have a small weight and a large ground contact area, so they are also passable, and they can maneuver if the ground is covered with straw and wooden planks. ”

"We don't have a better or faster way now, do we? God knows how many more days this damn rain will fall! Moltke said something that no one understood.

"In this case, well, General Mackensen, now give you an important task, immediately contact the Bavarian side to see if they can borrow a few half-tracks." Moltke Jr. said.

"But it's not easy to walk in a half-track in this weather, right?" Mackensen said.

"Even when the rain stopped, the ground was still muddy. We lack effective towing tools, damn it, how could we not think of it? Why can't Prussian enterprises make what we need? Moltke cursed. However, Moltke Jr. seems to have forgotten that before he became chief of the General Staff, he was in charge of equipment procurement!

"By the way, I'm also curious to know how the Bavarian soldiers ate hot food in such situations. Officers fight by their heads, and soldiers fight by their stomachs. Little Moltke said after glancing at the rusk in his hand again.

At the same time, Prince Ruprecht, who was eating lunch in the temporary headquarters, looked at the instant noodles in front of him, which was called "special pasta for the army" and was called junk food by later generations, and it was already the third day, black pepper steak flavor, tomato brisket, well, the pork rib noodles I ate today?! I have to say that the prince is tired of eating.

But the prince was proud of the fact that the German GIs, accustomed to black bread and biscuits, liked instant noodles, which could be eaten raw as savory biscuits, and when cooked, which could be passed off as pasta, was still very popular among the army because it was so easy to cook. It has a long storage time and is rich in flavor. Of course, the most important thing is that it is the most convenient cooked food when the cooking cart can't provide enough brown bread. It's nice to have a hot bite on the battlefield, but who cares if it's noodles or biscuits?

"Has our plane arrived?" The prince looked at the sky and said.

"It's been there a long time ago, and it's clear over there." Baron Schmidt put down the knife and fork in his hand and said.

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