In a daze, he was dragged to the Knights of Thunder and gave Kevin's only catapult in his group, which seemed to be entrusted with a heavy task. But he didn't even know who his immediate boss was www.biquge.info and there wasn't half a soldier around him, and no one even explained the basics of the catapult to him, just threw out a manual.

This made Kevin feel that this was too much of a burden, and it didn't seem like he should be alone.

But no matter what, Kevin is new to your land after all, and he doesn't understand a lot of things, and it's inconvenient to refute anything directly. The qualifications are still young, and you have to study and study first.

As the night passed, in the early morning, the whistle sounded, which was the common wake-up order in the military camp of Lou Baole State.

Kevin subconsciously grunted and got up, but was stunned. It stands to reason that the barracks have the habit of exercising in the morning, and morning exercises are a good habit of living in a timely manner, and they can also count the number of people by the way, so as to prevent anyone from sneaking away. However, due to the different branches of the army, the content of the morning exercise will be slightly different for each unit.

According to Kevin's previous experience in the 254th Regiment, those veterans practiced the morning drill together with the whole regiment, and it was said that once there was a latecomer, they would be punished by picketing.

Kevin didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly dressed up, put on a sword and shield, and hurried out. There was already a crowd of people outside, and they all gathered outside the camp gate. Kevin hurriedly followed, but saw that everyone next to him looked at him in surprise.

Kevin was stunned, compared the people around him, and found that everyone didn't have any equipment in their hands. Could it be that the morning exercises here are empty-handed?

Kevin immediately threw his sword and shield into the door, and followed the flow of people all the way to the outside of the camp gate. But outside the camp gate, everyone has a team to stand on, Kevin is very dazed when he is alone, looking left and right to find an acquaintance, but Kevin only knows 5 people who came with him, there are more than 2,000 people here, where can he meet so coincidentally.

Of course, the other soldiers on the side had noticed him, but if it had nothing to do with him, everyone would just take a look.

In just a moment, the whole team on the side has already begun to be completed, and the squad leader goes out to report to the squadron leader, how many people are on duty, how many people are out on duty, how many people actually go out to exercise, and so on.

Kevin thought about it, anyway, he was just alone, so he stood inside and mixed in.

"Your unit?" The squadron leader on the other side was a captain, and immediately named Kevin.

Kevin didn't dare to make a mistake, so he could only answer truthfully: "I ...... Driving a catapult. ”

As soon as these words came out, many people in the team showed surprised eyes, as if to say, "We still have catapults here?"

"Don't stand in our team," the squadron leader raised his hand and pointed, "our side is logistics, you are a combat unit, go to the front." ”

"Yes. Kevin looked dazed and hurriedly trotted all the way, asking people again and again, and going through several teams over and over again. He came to the back of a bunch of cavalry and asked the foot team behind: "Is there a combat unit in front?"

"Yes!" replied the captain of the rear, who was also very surprised, why did he even ask this.

"Are there no other combat units on foot?" said Kevin.

"No," replied the other man, "otherwise how could we call it a knighthood? ”

Kevin: "......"

Suddenly there was a call ahead, and then the horses neighed in unison, and the whole horse team began to move forward, and in a moment it raised a puff of dust, blowing Kevin's face to ashes.

Kevin was embarrassed for a moment, and finally decided to grit his teeth and chase the horse team in front of him. But Kevin only relied on two legs, how could he catch up with the speed of the cavalry of the horse team. In just a moment, it felt dusty and farther and farther away. But after all, it has already run out, and it doesn't seem good to turn back.

Looking back, the people of the logistics unit had already returned to the camp in a group. It seems that for the logistics troops, the morning exercise is just to come out and gather. And for the clan troops, they have to go out for a walk on horseback, and they don't know where they are going. Kevin is undoubtedly a combat unit, and this is really hard for him.

Kevin only chased for a while, and knew that even if he burst out to chase after him, he would not be able to catch up with his old life, so he simply slowed down and began to run slowly, observing left and right from time to time, which looked very embarrassing. It's a bit uncomfortable to be in a place where there's a lot of discipline and that's completely out of the organization.

After a moment, Kevin saw two people standing on the side of the road in front of him, holding small notebooks. One was fatter, apparently Stat, and the other was unrecognizable. But looking at the rank, it's a captain, and it seems to be Start's boss. Estimated to be a more bullish picket.

"Come here!" the captain beckoned to Kevin, "from your unit?"

"I ...... Catapult Captain. Kevin always felt embarrassed to report his identity for unknown reasons.

"Oh," the captain nodded, "you don't have a horse, I don't say anything." Where's your weapon?"

Kevin: "......"

"What about the standard equipment, sword and shield?" the captain tapped Kevin's chest.

Kevin didn't know how to answer, so he froze in place. What should he bring with him, no one told him, he saw that the logistics troops did not bring it, thought that he would not bring it, and immediately threw it back. As a result, the combat troops were to be brought, and Kevin could only be helpless.

"What are you with? What are you with? What are you with, what are you with?" the captain poked Kevin's chest with his fingers and poked him back a step back, "Tell you that on the battlefield, the sword and shield are your life!"

Kevin: Of course, "......" was very unhappy in his heart, and this picket didn't bring a sword or shield with him, so he brought a book. But he can question Kevin's behavior without a sword and shield. But even so, Kevin didn't dare to refute, so he could only suffer first.

"I'm telling you, people like you ......" After a while, the picket commander reprimanded wildly, and Starter on the side also watched, but at this time he obviously couldn't help.

"Alright, go back and inform your sir, and raise your shield at the door in the morning. The picket chief finally finished the training and came to a direct conclusion.

Kevin finally spoke, "I don't know who my chief is?"

"You don't know?" the captain raised his voice, "and do you know who your dad is?"

"My dad is dead. Kevin's face was expressionless.

Captain: "......"

"Sir," Kevin's tone was as calm as possible, "I really don't know who my immediate officer is, I just came yesterday and was assigned to the catapult's place. I stayed alone all night, and I didn't know whose orders to obey, could it be that the knight commander General Oude was a direct subordinate?"

"You don't know you won't ask?" growled the captain.

"Yes. Kevin had nothing to say but nodded.

"You don't have any tasks for the morning, do you?" asked the captain.

"Not yet. That's all Kevin could say.

"Go to the camp gate and raise your shield!" the captain waved his hand and took Stat back to the camp.

Kevin froze in place for a moment, and he didn't have the heart to chase the cavalry anymore, so he waited in place for a moment. Calculate that the time is about the same, and slowly walk back.

For breakfast, Kevin still went to the cafeteria to grab some random and took it back to the catapult to eat. After eating, think that you still have to mix here, and you have to endure it. With a sigh, he had no choice but to carry a shield and hold it at the gate of the camp.

For Kevin today, raising a shield is no longer considered corporal punishment, but the key is to lose face! People who come and go on the side will turn their heads and look at them curiously when they pass by the camp gate. Obviously, they all knew what was going on, but there was still a sense of joy in their eyes.

There was a sentry at the camp gate on the side, and the guards even said to Kevin: "Hello sir!"

Kevin: "......"

After a while, the picket captain came over: "Yes, at least I know that I came here to carry it." ”

Kevin was silent, and of course his face was not very good.

"What?" the captain sneered, "Who do you think you are? You think you're a captain? You think you're an officer? You're a recruit!"

"What are you capable of? What are you capable of? Believe it or not, pick a recruit here and fight better than you!" the captain poked Kevin's chest again.

"Don't think you're an officer, you're crazy!" the captain also poked Kevin's chest, "The army has military rules, you are a captain and still crazy in front of me?

"Also, don't make excuses for me in the future!" the captain kept poking Kevin's chest, "you went into battle, and you still told the enemy, 'I forgot my sword?' The pectoral muscles are quite hard, but what's the use?

There was a lot of this captain Balabala, and Kevin wanted to ignore him and think about his own business instead. But I kept poking my chest, and to be honest, it still hurt for a long time. Consciousness cannot be dispersed, and the reprimands that should be listened to can be heard without a word. Although there are thousands of words to refute in my heart, I don't dare to open my mouth after all, so I can only bear it.

At this time, Kevin finally fully understood why pickets were hated and even beaten.

As soon as he finished speaking, half a morning had passed, and the captain seemed to be tired at last, or out of words, or his fingers ached. Raise your hand and wave: "Let's go!

"Yes, sir. Kevin finished the procedure with a blank face, put down the shield in his hand, and although he wanted to take advantage of the situation to slap him in the face, he finally held back. Holding the shield, he silently went back to his cabin.

"Fake!" Kevin slammed the door on, and a place with one person had the same benefit. At least I can come back and vent, no one can care.

Kevin simply lay on the bed and looked at the roof to calm down for a moment. But thinking about it, there are still a bunch of things, and I have to get up again after all. Go to the stables and pick up the three donkeys.

This link is very smooth, donkeys are usually used to pull vegetables, pull forage, there are more than forty horses, casually row three to Kevin. Kevin hoped to give him a stronger donkey, and the other party didn't say anything. They said they didn't usually use too many donkeys to pull vegetables.

led the three donkeys back, and Kevin also thought a lot along the way. Now the problem of the catapult is secondary, and the imminent problem will be tomorrow's exercise.

No, it doesn't seem to work. went, with logistics, it doesn't seem to work, and it seems to be very cheap. But it's stupid to chase a horse on two legs. I can't catch up with a donkey, it's really tangled.

Back at the hut, Kevin took the donkey and pulled the catapult out. The catapult made a noisy creaking noise, dust was sprinkled, and mildew was noticeable. Kevin even wondered if the car would still work?

At this moment, a parrot in the air swooped down sharply and landed in front of Kevin, with wings horizontal: "Sir! Please go now. ”

Kevin was stunned: "Am I too?"

"Yes. The parrot replied. After the recruits are over, Kevin's status has improved slightly, and the parrot dialogue finally has some respect.

"Okay, I'll go right away!" The head of the regiment held a meeting, Kevin did not dare to slack off, hurriedly packed up, and took the sword and shield all the way to the central tent. The people who came at this time, as well as several other colonels and others, couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Kevin: "Why are you bringing a shield?"

Kevin: "......"

Not much nonsense, at this time, the head of the regiment has not yet come, Kevin hurriedly ran back again, threw the sword and shield, and hurriedly ran back.

"Where's your sword? Why did you put it away?" asked the colonels.

Kevin: "......"

"Forget it, just sit down. A kind commander spoke, "In the future, remember that you can bring your own matching sword on this occasion." It's like when you meet a nobleman, at most you have a sword, and your shield is too big. ”

"Yes. Kevin nodded hurriedly, then sat down tremblingly. When I looked around, I saw that all of them were senior officers, the lowest was a major, and the highest was a colonel. Almost all of them are middle-aged, and their strength speaks for themselves, and Kevin, a recruit-like person, is really very frightened when he sits in it.

In a moment, the commander of the regiment, General Oude, stepped into the tent, and everyone stood up. Oude motioned to sit down, and the group sat down again.

Oude looked around and looked at Kevin twice, but didn't say anything. This meeting was a meeting of the top officials of the independent departments, and Kevin was the only one in the catapult troops, so of course he had to come.