That same evening.

Vega led his troops to camp at the 4th Regiment station, and began to carefully review the details of the mission, quietly waiting for the mission to start the day after tomorrow.

If all goes well.

After 15 days, he can become a true Level 1 mage and start learning magic.

As long as you can become a magician, whether it is for your own safety or the promotion of existing official positions, it has a considerable degree of influence, and the army is still the supremacy of individual ability in the final analysis, and this large number of personal abilities includes force.

"Company commander, please rest early. ”

The adjutant stood quietly behind Vega, looking at the late days, and asked with concern.

Vega put down the mission description and rubbed his sour eyes: "The preparations before the war are even more important than during the war, and there must be no mistakes in this mission no matter what, this is not only related to me personally, but also related to the honor of the 3rd regiment, this time we came to the 4th regiment but indirectly represents the entire 3rd regiment." ”

"Company commander, don't worry. ”

Char said confidently: "This time, the 5th Battalion of the guerrilla mission has dispatched two full professionals, plus the company commander, you have a total of more than 500 people from 3 occupations, even if the alert level of the United Kingdom rises, you can be captured." Even if the backbone of the empire is exhausted, it is impossible to have a professional in every outpost, let alone the United Kingdom. ”

"That being said. ”

Vega's eyes narrowed: "But sometimes allies are more terrible than enemies. ”

There was confusion in the adjutant's eyes, he clearly did not understand what Vega meant.

Vega didn't explain too much: "Go down and rest, I hope it's just that I'm too careful......"

He is indeed not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates, and what he saw and heard about the 4th Regiment today made him deeply feel what it means to be cannon fodder troops, and what it means to regard organizational discipline as child's play.

Up to the officer, down to the soldier.

Vega saw a strong negative emotion in their eyes, including the commander of the 5th Battalion, although he was polite on the surface, but there was deep disdain and perfunctory in his eyes. In particular, the two company commanders have already expressed the negative emotions in their hearts in their actions.

This is not the army at all, but the darkest side of the Imperial Army, where all the negative emotions of the whole army are gathered, and if a war starts, the cannon fodder regiment similar to the 4th Regiment will inevitably be the first to be abandoned by the Imperial Army. Because once they are allowed to live, the chance of making a treasonous surrender is as high as 100%.

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The next day.

What should come will come.

Vega frowned early in the morning and looked at the troops who had already finished their morning training.

The current time is 7:10, and no matter which unit you are in, the breakfast time is almost between 7:10 and 7:40, but this morning's breakfast has not been delivered by the cooking team of the 5th battalion.

To know.

The Imperial Army has always been an organization with a strong sense of time, and in general, there will be no unreasonable delays, and even if there is a real accident, someone will be sent to say hello in advance.

But now there is nothing.

Breakfast was not delivered for a long time, and there was not even a soldier to explain the situation, as if his troops had been completely forgotten.

Vega did not ask for sin.

He was waiting, waiting for breakfast time to end.

If the other party still didn't bring breakfast at the last minute, then it must be that some officer here saw that these uninvited guests were not pleasing to the eye, and wanted to give him a dismount.

Dismounted?

He Vega never eats this set, because cowardice once will only make your enemy even worse, and the way to deal with the dismount is to make the opponent fear with a desperate posture.

Tick tick tick –

Time passed slowly, and when the minute hand crossed 50 minutes, Vega moved.

He gave an order to all the soldiers: "Target, 5 battalion cooking logistics group, all forward." ”

Crash.

Order.

The momentum of the backbone troops exploded, and they held spears and walked towards the 5th Battalion Cooking Logistics Group with strong and powerful steps, and the soldiers who had just finished breakfast along the way were frightened by this momentum and consciously gave way to the way.

Momentum is a mysterious thing.

But it is undeniable that those who have been in positions of power for a long time have a frightening feeling between their gestures, and the troops of Vega have received long-term systematic training and have long developed the style of the iron-blooded Imperial Army, while the soldiers of the 4th Regiment are still on the basis of the militia.

Therefore, Vega's troops moved in a straight line and unimpeded.

This place is already very close to the cooking logistics group, and the logistics team leader naturally notices the movement here.

He swallowed his saliva and asked: "Larba Company Commander, looking at the other party's posture, I'm afraid that it won't be good, or the next official will apologize to them, and the matter will be revealed?"

"Huh!"

731 Lian Larba said disdainfully: "You are the leader of the cooking logistics team, you won't be frightened by a group of boy scouts, do as I say, this is the territory of the 4th regiment, and we are the masters here." ”

"Yes, yes......"

The short and fat body of the leader of the cooking logistics team trembled, he forcibly straightened his chest and walked forward, but before he could take two steps, his straight chest shrank back, like a timid turtle.

"Is it really okay?"

Out of the tent was the commander of the 571 company, Qi Green, although it was the event planned by Larba throughout the whole process, but he was more or less involved in it, the two companies were already in the same breath, and sometimes even the battalion commander couldn't help them.

Larba spat out a mouthful of phlegm: "What's the problem, it's just a lesson for the parents to teach the child, and you and I don't know anything about it." All of this was planned by the fat man himself, and what does it have to do with us if the parents come to the door. ”

"Hahaha. ”

Zigrin smiled and said: "There are really yours, everyone says that the 5th battalion Rabar has developed limbs and is simple-minded, and I think the person who said this sentence is really simple-minded." ”

"It's not my character to suffer. ”

Larba smiled confidently: "Others may not know who I am, don't you know? I have never used my brain to solve things that can be solved by force, and if things develop to the point where they cannot be solved by force, then I don't mind using my brain either." ”

"Just pity that fat man. ”

Qi Green shook his head and laughed: "How do you say that little ghost will solve this matter? endure the calm for a while, or directly lead the troops to teach the fat man a lesson." ”

"Does he have any other choice but to endure?"

Larba said disdainfully: "Don't look at their menacing, a half-old child, borrowing his bear-hearted leopard guts doesn't dare to stir up trouble in the 4th regiment, this is just pretending......"

The voice did not fall.

Ralba couldn't say the second half of the sentence, he opened his mouth wide and looked into the distance......

"Hey, Larba, are you alright?"

Zigrin looked at Ralba's surprised expression in confusion, and then said as he looked into the distance.

A child, I should say a young child......

He was holding a spear against the neck of the leader of the cooking logistics team at this time, and a drop of hot blood dripped down the tip of the spear and lost its original temperature, as long as it went further, it would penetrate the fragile throat.