More than 20 people went down a trap to drive away the beasts, and the effect was extraordinary. As they become more proficient, they are able to hunt even larger prey. On the seventeenth day, under the planning of the commander, the spearhead team hunted the first beast at the cost of three people being slightly injured and one of the spears broken.

When the beast the size of a horse was dragged back to the camp, the whole team was in a stir! You know, this beast is not unknown, it has been wanted by the local people for two years, and more than 30 mercenaries have filled its belly. If it had been before, I am afraid that the United would have to rebuild the spearhead.

With a smug smile, Townsend praised himself for his bravery, toughness, and command...... The guards who were watching him reported the "true" situation, traps and shit luck.

The lieutenant colonel was satisfied, and went away after cutting off the beast's six fangs, and the Wizard Chick was also satisfied, and left after cutting off the beast's two pairs of ears.

Speaking of which, the hunting results of the Spearhead have long affected the vulture team, because they have a lot of prey, such as rock sheep and spotted deer, there are two or three prey every day, plus a few large bags of river fresh. These gains not only allowed the Spearhead to eat four meals a day instead of two meals a day, but also greatly eased the relationship between Townsend and his colleagues.

More than 20 people couldn't eat so much, so the first thing Townsend did when he returned to the camp every day was to distribute benefits from top to bottom - in fact, even in the well-stocked army, the most hated thing was to eat alone, and fresh meat was the most popular food.

As long as you can put an extra piece of meat and an extra small fish in everyone's shriveled bowl, then you are all right.

It only took half a month, and the spearhead team was no longer found fault, and they would not be beaten up when they went out alone. The debts of the horse team were written off nine times in three days, and even the guards who monitored Townsend ate with the spearheads......

Of course, the rise of the Elite is not as simple as eating meat, and nothing is so simple.

The basic principle is this: when you have a deer, it's really just a hammer deal, and everyone will come to grab it, and when you have a deer every day, it becomes a long-term business, and people will be polite to you considering the consequences...... Townsend has the strength to be good to others, and he has the strength to be bad to others, and those who don't understand this truth are fools.

But what was incomprehensible to the spearheads was that Townsend was kind to others, but a little stingy with himself and his men: none of the meat he had left behind was the fattest, and he liked to break up the corners, animal blood, and water for everyone to eat, and even the river shrimp he picked up were crumbled into minced shells, and he also changed a lot of bread to accompany his meal.

It wasn't until five days after the hunt that he let the soldiers eat a small amount of lean meat, and it took a while for everyone to eat the half-fat and lean meat. Strange is strange, but Townsend himself eats like this, and his subordinates are not dissatisfied.

In fact, Townsend was also very painful when he ate those scraps, but in order to prevent these subordinates who had not eaten enough before from diarrhea to death, he could only grieve himself so much - in the army, many things do not need to be explained, and even if you explain it, no one will believe it, and the simplest and most perfect solution is to lead by example.

It didn't take long for the physical fitness of the entire elite team to begin to improve, the soldiers' faces were bloody, and their speech was no longer the kind that they couldn't hear when the wind blew, and it was not a problem to run ten miles along the trade route in one breath. As for the rest, Townsend knew there was no hurry.

He made them eat well, get them used to carrying out their orders and have some basic skills, which were enough when they went into battle. Because in the eyes of the wing commander, they are just sharp soldiers, just the kind of messengers who scream "wow" when they encounter the enemy, not elites who are pinned on high hopes to destroy the city.

There is no need to let others know that the people of the Elite Brigade can distinguish between left and right, and there is no need to let people know that the Elite Brigade has combat capabilities, which is very dangerous. So apart from the prey itself, Townsend has not shown his tactical strength in front of outsiders, not to mention that the commanders are not clear, and even the top soldiers don't know how much ability they have.

It was all in Townsend's hands, and he even began to make wartime rations in large quantities.

In addition to eating for oneself and giving favors, the remaining fish and meat are made into dried fish sausages and bacon or something, and each soldier will have a bundle wrapped around his waist, which can be drawn out at any time for money. Chief Townsend said that this will be used as a military salary for the time being, and he will use it as he likes - there are several specific ways to use it for the top soldiers:

"Brother, come on a pair of socks!" Sharpened Armor chose something on the stall and pulled out three dried fish.

"I want this dagger, and another whetstone. Soldier B dragged a hanging of sausages from his waist.

"Girl!" The captain sneaked to a tent with a powder curtain and held a bacon leg: "Uncle wants to cover the night!"

The soldier who bought the sock and the dagger was praised, but when the captain returned, he was not only beaten with a board, but also forced to take a hot bath for three hours, and almost shed a layer of skin...... At the end, Townsend asked him very seriously, "Do you know what's wrong?"

"Sir...... I was wrong!" The middle-aged man looked ashamed: "I won't dare to sneak out next time!"

"It seems that you don't know, so I'll tell you. Townsend was still serious: "First, I raised you strong and didn't let you go to the Scoop Kee; second, even if you want to go to the Scoop Kee, you can't go alone; third, don't do things when people eat bacon in the future, and now you have to pay for other people's medical expenses! Fourth, even if you get into trouble, don't be caught by the people of the military justice team! Your uncle, the face of the top soldiers has been disgraced to you!"

"Sir, I didn't do anything with her...... She is from my village, I watched the grown up child, too familiar to do it......" The captain was a little aggrieved: "I just want this girl to rest for a day, but she hasn't eaten meat for too long, and she choked on her own ......"

"Then you don't know how to tell someone!" Townsend couldn't help laughing: "Your uncle, do you lose money if you don't do anything and carry a black pot!?"

"They just want to eat meat," the captain was even more ashamed: "The two commanders of the Judge Advocate Corps discussed with me about the ...... of three deer."

"Oh, three deer? Townsend touched his chin: "Cook!"

"Yes!" the stocky cook ran over and rubbed his hands on his apron, "Sir?"

"Do you have acquaintances in the Judge Advocate Generals?"

"There are acquaintances everywhere," the cook nodded, "I have a lot of fellow countrymen!"

"Well, find a way to make the military team have diarrhea collectively for three days. Townsend said, "Can it be done?"

"Yes, yes," the cook was a little embarrassed: "But I have to give benefits......"

"I'll give ten deer! Do it right away!" Townsend said a sentence that made the entire Elite Team stunned: "Remember, the Elite Squad will no longer suffer dumb losses from today onwards! and no longer let others bully you! You all puff up your chest for me, and be a person for me from now on!"

The captain's blackmail happened by chance, but Townsend's counterattack was also premeditated, because a good team of soldiers must have momentum!

But where does this momentum come from? Pretending to be a grandson is definitely not good. Therefore, Townsend must use one thing to remind the top soldiers: you are not the same as before, you are no worse than others, and you live better with the commander!

As a result, the first counterattack of the Elite Team was fulfilled on the Military Law Team, and the result was better than expected.

The whole wing knew the reason for the diarrhea of the Judge Advocate Corps, and the whole wing knew that the Spears could fight back, but the Spears were not punished - this seems bizarre, but it is very reasonable, because no unit in any army will be friends with the Judge Advocate General.

Townsend reorganized the army, and there were too many happy people behind their backs, and no one would help them.

On the third day of diarrhea in the Judge Advocate Corps, Warrant Officer Townsend finally received the legendary promotion. He changed his epaulettes, was honorably promoted to the rank of second lieutenant in the Andorran Union Army, and was officially in charge of the Vulture Wing Outpost.

That night, the cook came to report, and his fellow countryman, the cook of the wing command, patted his chest and assured him that the lieutenant colonel had received an order to go out to the army.

"Damn, so fast!" After receiving the news, Townsend scolded viciously: "The master is not ready!"

- Author's note: Brothers and sisters, after this chapter, 50,000 words of the law of the world have been uploaded. It can be said that Xiao Ming has never worked so hard. Before you read the article, do you log in to the account first?There are a few member clicks, and the point push ratio is also very different...... But let's still have three more today! Collection recommendation to the top of the force! Evaluation comments are coming!