Thinking about the knowledge of human currency in his mind, Locke's hand did not stop, and several piles of copper coins were already piled up in front of him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The hill of copper coins in the middle of the warehouse is also collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Captain, it's almost time to start." Shiloh walked up behind Locke and said, "Our soldiers are almost ready. ”

Locke counted the coins in his hand, clapped his hands and stood up.

"Let the soldiers get everything ready." Locke turned to Shiloh and said, "Don't make a mistake, count it." This money is very important to every soldier. ”

Shiloh nodded, and began to arrange for the soldiers to prepare for the distribution.

"Legion Commander, are you looking for me?"

The thick curtain of the warehouse was opened again, and this time Bridget walked in.

Soon she looked at the coins on the ground in amazement.

"So much money!"

"Don't be surprised, there's no time to be surprised. I have something to do with you, I say you remember, and then in a moment let your heralds convey it to the various wings and independent companies. ”

Locke directly interrupted her surprise.

Bridget didn't talk nonsense anymore, she walked to a desk by the door of the warehouse, pulled out a blank piece of paper, and then picked up the pen and looked at Locke.

"Inform the various wings to assemble their soldiers. The soldiers were paid according to the order of the cavalry wing, the infantry wing A, B, C, THE SCOUT WING, and then the other wings. According to their actual situation, the soldiers living in Gadar, who are receiving military salaries, will rest at home for a night and return to the barracks tomorrow morning. If you have any other circumstances, please report to the Commander in time. ”

Bridget quickly wrote the order and handed it to Locke.

Locke looked at it, then took out his captain's seal and stamped it.

Bridget put away the order, gathered a few lieutenants behind her, and walked out.

Here, Shiloh in the warehouse is ready. Facing the door of the warehouse were rows of tables and chairs, each of which housed two soldiers, one for recording and the other for handing out coins.

Locke nodded silently in his heart, now that everything is ready, it is almost easterly.

At the headquarters of the cavalry wing, Major Hudson was baking his gloves by the fire, and behind him a warrant officer was sorting through the paperwork.

"Deputy commander, the soldiers of our cavalry wing are ready, and the horses have all been armored, and now we are only waiting for the order of the corps commander."

"Hmm." Major Hudson coped and continued to bake his gloves.

"It's just that we don't have many dried beans for our war horses." The warrant officer took the statistical report in his hand and said, "I can hold on for 10 days at most." ”

"Hmm."

"Also, the soldiers are somewhat resistant to this training trip."

"Hmm"

"Many of those reserve cavalry are novices, and they still need more training from us, and they can't get on their horses to fight yet."

"Hmm."

Seeing that the deputy commander Hudson in front of him was not in a hurry at all, the warrant officer was in a hurry, and he dropped the report in his hand and stepped forward.

"Father! Aren't you in a hurry at all? The warrant officer said a little anxiously, "What's the point of going out for training in such weather?" It's just a futile waste of military supplies. ”

"Father, you should go and convince the Legion Commander to cancel this training and wait for us to do it again next year."

Major Hudson did not speak, he still sat by the fire and roasted his gloves.

Seeing that his father was silent, the warrant officer had to look at him helplessly.

After a long time, Major Hudson put on his warm gloves and turned around.

"Kerr, I give you a word of advice, if you are still on the crusade. It's best not to have objections to your superiors. ”

Major Hudson walked over to the table and sat down.

"You're not a corps commander, you're just a warrant officer. Just a warrant officer in the cavalry wing, do your own thing. Use your eyes to observe the Legion Commander, although you are the same age, the Legion Commander is powerful, he is a powerful paladin. Aside from that, he also has many qualities that you don't have, which is why he's now a legion commander and you're just a warrant officer. ”

"There's still a lot to learn, the Legion Commander is not as simple as you think, he is a man of forethought." Major Hudson advised his son.

"You say he's a paladin, he's powerful, I admit it. But you say I don't have his qualities, and I don't admit that. Kerr looked at his father with some dissatisfaction.

Major Hudson smiled and didn't explain, young people are always like that, time will smooth their edges.

But the Legion Commander was not among them, he seemed to be much more stable than all his peers. He was the most distinctive of them all.

"Deputy commander, order of the corps commander."

The door opened, and a guard entered with a herald, who first saluted, and then stepped forward to hand Hudson a manuscript of the order, stamped with the seal of the Fifth Legion.

Hudson took the report and looked at it carefully, then he took a form from the herald and signed his name, stamped himself and the cavalry wing, and handed it to the herald.

The herald saluted, then left the place with the guards led.

"Kerr, go tell the companies and get everyone together. They went to the logistics wing to receive their salaries, and incidentally informed them that all the soldiers who had families in Gadar would have a day off after receiving their salaries and would return to the camp on time tomorrow morning. ”

"It's... Where did the money come from! Kerr asked, surprised.

"The corps commander took out his family's money again to pay the soldiers." Major Hudson said admiringly, "That's why Captain Harvey is a man of high moral character. ”

In the barracks of the cavalry wing, many soldiers were chatting boringly.

"Sergeant Adams, how old is your child now?" A recruit asked the non-commissioned officer lying on the bed.

The non-commissioned officer was lying flat with his head in his hands, looking at the beams of the barracks.

"My little Addams is five years old." Hearing the recruit ask, a happy smile appeared on Adams' face. "Now it's naughty time, the last time I came home, he dared to drag my lysha by the tail, but luckily he didn't kick him."

Sergeant Adam said with some trepidation.

"It's like that, and that's how my sister's son is. Every time I came home, he would ride on my head and let me be his horse. The recruit was also a little helpless, but then he said with a smile, "But whenever I see his smiling face, I feel that the hardships I usually suffer in training are nothing." ”

Hearing the recruit say this, Adams turned his head to look at the freckled recruit.

"It's best if you think so, our hard training, for? It's to protect our loved ones."

And our country...

Adams silently added in his heart.

Now the country is in tatters, and in the hearts of the soldiers, relatives now occupy the main place.

"Everybody's out and assemble!"

Suddenly, the voice of Squadron Leader Second Lieutenant Polk came from outside the door.

Adams jumped straight out of bed and rushed out of the room with the recruits.

All the soldiers in the room stopped all their work at the same time and rushed to the small playground outside the room.

The wind and snow are still howling, showing no signs of abating.

On the freshly treated ground on the playground, the snow began to accumulate again, and Adams couldn't help but curse, maybe he came out to shovel snow again!

After a moment of confusion, Adams stood in the queue with the recruits. Adams found that all the soldiers in the surrounding barracks were assembled outside.

"Each detachment checks people and makes a report! Hurry up! Adams saw Squadron Leader Ensign Polk, and the dead face was unusually excited.

The detachment leader, Sergeant Pierce, trotted from the front of the line, past Adams to the leader of their squad.

"Sergeant Vilmot, are you all in the group?" Adams turned his head to look at Captain Pierce, communicating with their captain.

Sergeant Vilmot stuck his head out, looked at the five soldiers in their group, and nodded.

"It's all right!"

Pierce, the leader of the detachment, hurriedly ran to another queue and continued to ask.

What's up? In such a hurry? Adams thought a little strangely, it didn't look like he had come out to shovel the snow.

"The first detachment is here, squadron leader!"

"The second detachment is here, squadron leader!"

The sergeants of the two detachments reported on their respective detachments at a distance, and Ensign Polk nodded. Soon, some squadrons in the surrounding area began to line up in a neat queue towards the logistics wing.

"I won't say much nonsense, this time there is good news for everyone." Ensign Polk's face softened, and he was a little happy.

What's up? Can the squadron leader be so happy? Adams was thinking, could it be that he was going to send something again?

"Commander, give us a month's salary. We are now going to collect our salaries. ”

The soldiers below suddenly burst into distraction.

"Quiet! Listen to me! Second Lieutenant Polk looked at the soldiers with dark faces, and the soldiers' voices were lowered.

Adams also looked at him excitedly, sure enough, he was sending things and money!

"After receiving it in a while, the soldiers who have families in Gadar can be disbanded directly, and the commander of the legion will give you a day off and return to the camp on time tomorrow morning."

"Remember, whoever wants to gamble with this money, don't blame me for being unkind! Think of your family at home! Some of them are still starving! Second Lieutenant Polk warned, "If anyone doesn't listen to me!" Then I will throw the prosecutors who don't listen to the advice! Correct your behavior! Let you repent in the confinement room. ”

The soldiers in the crowd were already impatiently waiting.

The Fifth Regiment can be said to have families or families in the town of Gadar, which is equivalent to giving the soldiers a day off, and the soldiers are of course happy.

They can also go home to see their families, play with their children, and have a heartwarming meal with their families.

"Let's go! Target Logistics Wing! ”