After leaving Gorodok in their car, the two drove towards the garrison, 500 meters to the southeast. This place is not far away, and Boroyevich's intention to place this division here is obvious.

The silhouette in the distance became clearer and more obvious in the night, and soon the two of them reached the garrison.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw a group of soldiers in light blue military uniforms leaning towards him, and Gerstoli tried to draw his saber, but was stopped by Kuster.

Kust pulled him out of the crowd, and the group of soldiers didn't care about the two of them, but gathered around the car as if they were looking at a rare treasure.

"This group of hillbillies, standing guard in the middle of the night, how can they be like this, they are really disgraceful to the soldiers!" Gerstoli's hand clenching the saber trembled a little, and he gritted his teeth and said.

Kuster just dragged him inside in silence, ignoring the surprise of the officers in the fish-gray uniforms at the sight of him, and walked straight to the most 'gorgeous' building in the city, and kicked the door open.

The people in the room were originally asleep, but when they heard this loud noise, their faces jumped up fiercely, and they opened their mouths to say something, but when they saw Kuster, they swallowed back, and at the same time they were covered with cold sweat.

"You rabbit cub, don't think that I don't dare to touch you if you're an old nobleman, how many times has General Kuster told you, change your aristocratic style!" Gerstoli took his anger out on the man.

"Please don't slander my innocence, the house I picked is just a little better." With that, he pulled the two out.

Kuster was in a hurry just now, and did not look closely, but now it was dark, and he could not see anything when he looked closely, so he said:

"Senwal, could you please bring me a lamp, it's too dark for me to see clearly."

Senwal didn't hesitate, and quickly brought a lit lamp.

Only then did Custer see that the building was actually an ordinary house, but the rest were either tents, or houses without roofs or leaky seams, perhaps this was why Kuster was able to find him so quickly.

Senwal waited for a while, and when they had seen enough, he said:

"How? I really picked one that was just a little bit better. ”

Gerstoli just snorted coldly, officers are treated better than soldiers, that's for sure.

Kuster walked up to Senwal and straightened his clothes:

"My dear chief recorder, rather than talking about this, I would like to know where my loyal officers are, like General Franz, do you know where he is?"

Senwal was frightened by his actions, but still calmed down and said:

"Many of our officers have died, they fought bravely, they took the lead, rushed to the front, and the empire will not forget them."

Senwal paused for a moment, and said with some sadness:

"Of the colonel-level officers of our division, 10 out of 10 battalion commanders died and 1 out of 4 regiment commanders died, and most of them were sniped by the Russians.

I don't know the number of officers killed in the ranks, but it's definitely over 100.

As for General Franz, he was blinded in one eye and disabled in his leg, and is recuperating in a hospital in Gorodok. In less than half a month, it is estimated that it will not be able to come out. ”

Both Kuster and Gerstoli fell silent, and Senval reassured him:

"Please don't get caught up in grief, even though we've been hit hard and the organization is on the verge of collapse. But after my debriefing, Headquarters had transferred to us a group of newly graduated officers, who would arrive the next day. ”

Kuster looked up at the sky and smiled bitterly:

"Well, you're doing a great job. So, let's go get some rest, I haven't slept all day. ”

The three of them stopped talking and went their separate ways, and the day ended.

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"General, it's dawn." A young voice came from outside the door of Kuster's room.

"I see, thank you, Sergeant Rye, please wait a minute." Kuster struggled to get up from the ground.

Last night, Kuster drank too much, so he simply lay down on the ground to sleep, but seeing that the hour hand on his watch was only 3 o'clock at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

But he still barely stood still, steadied himself and walked to the door, and when he opened the door, only his miserable white face leaked out, and a little smell of alcohol was leaked.

Mai Tian was frightened by his ruined appearance, and hurriedly asked him:

"General, what's wrong with you?!"

"I don't have much, I just drink too much and I don't sleep well." Kuster spoke in fits and starts.

"Then do you want to sleep more, it's okay, we shouldn't be on the battlefield for the next few days."

"No, you help me out. Also, you're my most elite sharpshooter, so why are you afraid of the battlefield too? ”

Wheat Field ignored him, spread some soft fabric on his shoulders, and helped Kuster out the door.

As soon as he went out, the dazzling sunlight stabbed him and he couldn't open his eyes, and just as the wheat field stopped, he didn't leave.

Wheat Field leaned down, picked up the M1895 with a bayonet on the ground, unloaded the bayonet and placed it on his waist, and carried the gun on his left shoulder.

Mai Tian got up again and helped Couster to the command post, and when Kuster sat down in his chair, he saluted reassuringly and stood guard outside the command post.

Custer, on the other hand, fell asleep again in a groan, until someone woke him up and opened his eyes to see that it was Senwal.

He looked at his watch again, and after 2 o'clock, the wine also woke up, and asked comfortably:

"Senval, what's the matter?"

"Yes, I came this time to ask, do you have any requirements for the reorganization of the troops?"

Kusworth nodded, and the only good thing about Senwal was that he was worthy of the job.

"I don't have too many demands, but there is one point, soldiers and officers of the same nationality must be put in the same regiment, and if it is not enough, then it will be dismantled to the battalion level, and if it is not enough, then several companies must be separated and placed directly under my direct jurisdiction.

At the same time, each company needed to have a man who could speak German, so that when I spoke, the soldiers could understand it.

Also, in order to increase the efficiency of the execution of orders, establish some strict rules and reduce the freedom of the soldiers, so that our soldiers do not get into trouble. ”

After Kuster said this, he lit a cigarette and interjected:

"I have observed that our army is too diverse and too indulgent, and we must rectify them while adjusting the establishment!"

Senval used his pen to jot down in his notebook, but Kuster knew that he was just pretending, that he had a good memory and didn't need to take notes at all.

After 'finishing', Sendwar lowered his arm and said:

"However, it will take a great deal of effort to find out the ethnicity of all the soldiers, and there may be counterfeiters among them. It is true that our national problem has seriously affected our combat efficiency, but the gains outweigh the losses in trying our best to solve it. ”

Kuster suddenly extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and threw it out, slammed his hand against the table, and roared:

"Just because of the ethnic issue, you almost killed me in the Gnjira Lipa River, more than worth the loss? I see you just don't want to do it!

Let me tell you, the day after tomorrow we will be back on the battlefield, and then you won't be able to solve this problem, and you will be the first to die! ”

Kuster's nerves shook both Senwal and the wheat fields outside, they had never seen Kuster so angry before.

Senwal hurriedly said to Kuster:

"I'll do it right away, that is, can you extend it for another day?"

"Get out!"

Senwal was stopped by this roar, did not dare to ask any more questions, and ran out of the command post with a rolling belt.