Although two additional armored cruisers were promised to the Navy, it is impossible to negotiate the specific construction now.

Not to mention anything else, the two armored cruisers will cost at least 20 million lira to build, and you will need to wait for Carlo to raise some of them. In addition, he also had some ideas for the construction of the armored cruiser Carlo, and he had to wait until he communicated with the designers to let him know what he thought.

Of course, some preliminary preparations still need to be made, but these will be taken over by Admiral Golek, but don't forget that these two ships were built for the Italian Navy, and he will definitely be more anxious than Carlo.

And Carlo actually has a preliminary idea of these two Italian first armored cruisers in his heart, because there is no other choice, the Garibaldi-class armored cruiser is very good, equipped with a 10,000-ton loading configuration on a ship of more than 8,000 tons, and the speed is not slow, it can be described as a classic.

Of course, now Italy can't build the Garibaldi class, not to mention that the power system is different, and there are no rapid-fire guns or anything, which is a bit of a headache, but I believe there is always a way to solve it, and you can't build a complete version, and a shrunken version is OK, wait for Carlo to talk to the designers of the navy.

Admiral Saragatet, who was the Minister of War, was unaware of Carlo's desire to sponsor the Navy, and when he hurried back to the War Office, he immediately gathered his men to prepare for a disarmament of the Red Shirts who arrived in Rome.

So when the elated members of the former Red Shirts arrived in Rome, they were immediately pulled to the barracks before they had time to see the capital.

The Ciampino barracks, located twenty kilometers south of Rome, housed a regiment of Italian troops, but today a detachment of troops from the Italian blue uniforms appeared in the barracks. Its bright red color made many officers and men in the barracks feel a little dazzling.

That's right, these are the officers and soldiers of the 3rd Guards Regiment in the future, but they are not in good shape. Everyone was sweating profusely and panting.

There's no way, whoever runs from the port to Ciampino is not out of breath can be praised by a thumbs up, good man.

The distance between the two was 40 kilometers, and it took them more than half a day to get there. 、

"Now prepare to assemble and count the number of people."

After they had rested for a while, the officer in charge of the team immediately began to prepare the whole team.

"Kosenz, these officers really don't give people a chance to rest."

"Chowdhury, stop talking, get ready to assemble."

The full name of the man who was called Kosenz was Holdan Kosenz, yes, he was the son of the elder Kosenz, and the other named Chowdhury was his friend. The two joined the team when Garibaldi was in Palermo to assemble the Red Shirts. With their respective strengths, the two served as temporary shift leaders.

After being co-opted by Carlo, they were still not relieved of their duties, and before the two could imagine their future in Rome, they were asked to lead a run to Ciampino after getting off the boat. According to these nostril-watching officers, they rookies don't know how to fight, and they don't even need to be taught to run.

So after they got off the boat and had a meal, they immediately began their running career. And Cosenz had to admit that these nostril-watching officers were really outstanding, and these officers had been running with them, and they could sneer at them when they were still running and didn't even want to speak.

And it's all like; You people can also be called Red Shirts, I think His Excellency Garibaldi can't find anyone. At your speed, my grandmother can run faster than you. If you were my soldiers, I would die of shame.

These cynical words made many people angry, and in order not to be looked down upon by these officers, they all gritted their teeth and insisted on running all the way to Ciampino.

And when the officers shouted to assemble, these former Red Shirts immediately quickly assembled into a queue, and the time was still very fast. In Palermo, they trained a lot so they were able to cope with the situation.

However, when they were assembled, the officers did not give them a lecture, but told them to continue waiting. But soon they knew why, and they saw that the former Red Shirts had fallen behind one after another, and it was clear that these officers were asking them to wait for those who had fallen behind.

The June sun was very uncomfortable, but the officers stood with them, so no one wanted to complain and gritted their teeth.

And for these people who have fallen behind, they have also let them go, and let them automatically join the queue. Only the officer looked at his watch from time to time, as if waiting for something.

About half an hour later, the officer leading the team spoke. "Don't wait, report now."

"One"

"Two"

"Three"

“……”

The number of people counted is 1,417.

And then someone ran in.

"Stop, you're knocked."

In the face of the officer's merciless words, the sweaty former Red Shirt member looked at him helplessly.

"I said you were eliminated, can't you hear what I say?"

The officer shouted that he had been eliminated, causing a commotion in the ranks. Many people knew this man, the son of a cook in Palermo, named Ida Barry, a kind little fat man. Faced with this situation, many people are very angry and want to ask why.

But someone moves faster than they do.

"Report, I have a question."

Someone in the team spoke loudly, it was Holdan Cosentz, and the little fat man named Ida Barry was the one on his team.

An officer immediately approached him, stared at him and asked. "Say, what's wrong?"

"Why was he eliminated."

"Because he's running out of time."

"As far as I know, the army has a clear time limit for long-distance and rapid marches. And at the moment it is not that time at all. ”

Cosentz's words caused a commotion in the ranks, and if the officers could not give a reason, then perhaps a storm of revolt was coming.

The officer in charge of the team obviously knew this, and he commanded loudly. "Stand still, don't move."

After the team had subsided, he walked up to Cosenz. "Tell me your name."

The officer's words made a trace of worry flash in the eyes of many people.

But Kosenz was not at all afraid, and he replied loudly. "My name is Haldane Cosenz, sir"

The officer in charge immediately whispered in his ear. "Very well, I remember you. Don't you want to know why, I'll tell you now. Because I am not carrying out the uniform standards in the army, but the standards of our Guards. The whole journey is 43 kilometers, and even new recruits in our guards should be able to run in 5 hours, and we also need to carry weapons and ammunition. Let you run empty-handed, and it will take more than five hours, and such soldiers should not be in our guards. Now do you understand, answer me. ”

"Understood, sir."

The words of the leading officer calmed down all the dissatisfaction of the team. And Cosenz can only say sorry to the little fat man in his heart, I can't help you.

"Do you still have questions?"

"No, sir."

The officer leading the team immediately walked in front of everyone, looked at them and continued. "My name is Stefan Cesar, and I train all the recruits of the Guard, and I have a nickname called Instructor Hell, I hope you like my nickname."

After finishing speaking, he showed a smile like seeing a rookie, which made many people shiver in their hearts. It seems that next, some of them suffered.