93 – Break and Shatter (2)

Sergeant Boris was to die for. At first I was angry and annoyed, but now I just want to give up and lie down on the floor.

He’s obviously a battalion under the Special Response Brigade, though he only accepts resources if he wants to be reborn as an elite fighter.

To roll around without changing clothes as soon as you arrive. What the hell is this about?

My clothes were full of dirt, and my hair, which had been waxed to commemorate life in my new battalion, was a mess.

My legs felt numb and my arms ached, but the red guys in front of me just kept rolling without blinking.

Is this a punishment unit?

Did you get dragged into the Military Police instead of the Special Response Brigade because you were caught stealing some munitions last time?

At the time I even thought about it.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding—!!

A sharp bell resounded in the sky. At the same time, the assistants raised the soldiers all at once.

“Owls, get up and look at the sky!!”

The exhausted-looking soldiers stood up from their seats, but it didn’t take long for their expressions to turn into astonishment.

A huge flying ship covered the sun.

“…… !!!”

Overwhelming majesty. Sergeant Boris’s mouth dropped open at the sight of him trampling on people’s thoughts just by looking at him.

“Look closely! That’s your future look! In that weak head! So that I can definitely imprint my guts!!!!”

At the same time as the drill instructor said, dozens of people jumped from the airship. Eagles soar through the sky without hesitation.

They roamed freely in the sky, rolling backwards and spinning swallows.

‘Fly through the sky…… ?’

To be precise, it was closer to gliding than flying. There was no reason to even bother about that. Isn’t it the same as walking around the sky?

A dream of flying in the sky that some people have had at least once when they were young.

As the feats of those who achieved that dream unfolded right in front of their eyes, the romance that was dormant in Sergeant Boris’s heart was quickly ignited.

That’s cool.

It’s amazing.

‘If I become like that…… ?’

It was an unbelievable scene, but it was already impossible to think negatively from the standpoint of actually ignoring it.

Soon, those who flew in the sky lined up and landed in the empty lot of the training ground.

It was only natural that tremendous cheers and thunderous applause erupted from among the soldiers who were staring blankly at the scene.

And among those soldiers.

There was also Sergeant Boris, who clenched his fists and shouted cheers.

***

The momentum of the new recruits, who were on the verge of spreading, exploded immediately after witnessing the first descent.

Even in the midst of being rolled in real time, the voices of dissatisfaction that had been grumbling were all contained, and only longing eyes toward the teaching assistants and instructors remained.

Thanks to that, the first day of training ended successfully.

I threw a big party for comfort and morale.

“Welcome to the 8th Assault Magical Infantry Battalion, idiots!!!”

“Training! Storm! Storm! Storm!”

“Tomorrow is also hell training. Eat as much as you want today, and I’ll roll a lot tomorrow, so look forward to it!!”

“Evil—!!!!!”

The new recruits devour the meat table prepared to the full under the control of the instructors and assistants. It’s quite nice that the spirit of gong is already alive in his eyes.

‘As expected, I have to be selected as a volunteer.’

I nodded in satisfaction as I slipped past the soldiers’ barracks.

If I go, I’ll just mess with the atmosphere, and I’ll have to focus on training for now. Anyway, I heard that Sonny Zeppelin will return by the time the full-scale airship assault training begins, so it won’t be too late if we face each other then.

A commander like a friend is always a company commander.

I was already performing the duties of a battalion commander, so I couldn’t act like I did when I was a company commander. Especially in such an elite unit, the commander’s charisma is also important.

Unlike the time of mandarin, which was at the bottom, it is better to build a strong relationship with the noncommissioned officer corps and the officer corps than with the soldiers now.

Let’s pass through the barracks and enter the tavern in Stout Village.

” Troops at attention!!”

The members of the unit, who had been making a lot of noise in their instructor uniforms and assistant uniforms, stand up all at once. Tak-tak, the sound of gunfire cuts off sharply.

“Rest, rest. You’re not even a real battalion commander, so you don’t have to do this.”

“Relax.”

The tavern, where time seems to have stopped for an instant, becomes lively once again, and even those who have been silent are conversing.

Certainly, the members of the battalion were showing only the appearance of the perfect elite members who were in the middle of nowhere, doing when they were working, and resting when they were resting.

Still, I ran in real battle, is this what you mean?

“Do you have a company commander, Claude?”

As I approached the two noncommissioned officers who were chattering at the entrance, I immediately heard a thick voice.

“Here it is.”

“So Lieutenant Erwin Ruth was here too.”

“Commander, let’s have a drink too!”

As I slipped into my seat, Lieutenant Erwin, who brought another glass before I knew it, started pouring clear liquor.

“The boss released a lot of supplies just because the new recruits arrived.”

“Maldiva Whiskey. It’s a good drink.”

I lightly dipped the glass that Erwin had poured for me, then lifted it slightly. Claude and Erwin lightly clink my glasses and drink them all at once.

“Kuhh. Now this is my fourth glass, and I can’t feel the taste of alcohol at all.”

“That’s my taste.”

In case someone wasn’t a drinker, Lieutenant Claude also had a very satisfied face. It is quite impressive that he often shows expressions that he never showed when he was in the 3rd Battalion, and here in the 8th Battalion.

“By the way, how about rolling it yourself?”

“It’s still garbage. As a volunteer, your mental state may be a little better, but you won’t expect much from your combat abilities.”

Relentless harsh criticism. Indeed, it is Claude Lane.

“Still, after the descent, my eyes started to come alive.”

“You will know when you go. Maybe even if only 80% of the current number of people complete the course, they’ll be able to appreciate it.”

“…… What about the magic river test?”

“That sounds pretty useful.”

Claude added, refilling an empty glass.

“I am sure you know that magic engineering is a convenient technology.”

The official name is Zeppelin Magic Descent Noble Phantasm Type 1.

A new Ukrnian invention that we call Type 1 Noble Phantasm for convenience. To be precise, it was a joint invention between Reinhardt and Ukraine.

Count Petrinant of the Reinhardt Empire was very happy that his pearl of omen was safely recovered, and he immediately embarked on a project to build a giant airship in his own country.

Also, with this operation, the Reinhardt Imperial Army was also seriously reviewing the ‘air assault’.

It was the next generation of the descent gear that Sony Zeppelin, who took an idea I had previously provided, insisted on.

The number of people who descended this time was half mages, including Claude Lane, and half infantry, who did not know how to use magic.

All of them equipped this Type 1 Noble Phantasm and jumped in.

“It is possible to change direction and adjust altitude dramatically. Of course, since it is a newly developed equipment, it can’t be helped that it is imperfect. If it is properly improved, there will be no reason to fall off unless the user is an idiot.”

I took a notebook out of my front pocket and quickly wrote down Claude’s words. Claude makes frighteningly objective judgments among the members of his unit.

If he acknowledged it to some extent, there will be no big problem even if it goes into mass production in the future.

“Oh, yes! Captain, I heard that you are temporarily dispatched to the Reinhardt Empire, and the beer there is amazing. I recommend you to try it once…….”

From noble mtl dot com

“Yes?”

What kind of bullsh*t is this?

As soon as I opened my eyes wide, Erwin Ruth made the same stupid noise.

“Eh…… ?”

“No, wait a minute. Where am I going?”

“Ra, the Reinhardt Empire…… Weren’t you going? Chief of Staff Joseph said so—.”

Stick.

My head hurts after a long time.

***

I left the tavern and went to Major Josef Lewandowski. The answer that came back from him, who was just enjoying a leisurely cup of black tea—

“Oh, sorry. It seems I forgot. The other day, a letter arrived from Brigadier Sonny Zeppelin. I completely forgot to tell you.”

“No, how did Platoon Commander Erwin Ruth know something I didn’t know?”

“I was at the General Staff for a while.”

Josef took a sip of his tea, tossing it aside without hesitation. I picked up the letter he had pulled out of the pile and began to read it slowly.

Every time I read Sonny Zeppelin’s curly handwriting, a stream of embarrassment wells up in my head.

“Is this a one-month schedule?”

“Yes. It seems that Reinhardt is also very interested in the captain’s other ideas. I heard that the fair will be held this time, and he must be thinking of taking it out as an excuse.”

I already knew that I was a person of interest to pro-Soviet forces within the military.

The whole of the Limansk arsenal was burned, and even if information was controlled, there was no way that the high-ranking officers, who would be at least the rank of colonel, would not be aware of it.

Anyway, as long as the leash of mutant development was held, the Empire side acknowledged externally that the Lemansk arsenal was due to the Red October raid in order not to increase work as much as possible.

It was an inside story that everyone knew.

In the meantime, am I visiting the Reinhardt Empire? No matter what the cause is, in many ways it will be annoying to the high-ranking people.

But if visiting the Reinhardt Empire was to attend an exhibition, it would be an excuse that would somehow be taken into account.

The problem.

“Why did you tell me that now, with only a week left?”

“I understand. It’s strange to see our Brigadier still as predictable. I thought the captain gave up a long time ago, but I guess that wasn’t the case again?”

“…… Then, who is carrying out the duties of acting battalion commander?”

“Of course I am. They said it wouldn’t matter if I took over because it was training anyway.”

Chief of Staff Joseph grinned.

That, that…… ! Surely he should go, but didn’t he hit me in the middle of the day?

Reasonable suspicion turned into truth at the words of the chief of staff.

“If I go, the staff department will be paralyzed, so you need to work hard.”

“My God, is the chief of staff abandoning me now?”

“What if I went there and vomited blood or spilled a nosebleed at a public event? You cannot suffer national disgrace.”

Certainly, the frequency with which Chief of Staff Joseph pours out blood has definitely decreased recently. As his battalion began to roll smoothly, the stress seemed to be relieved.

But that’s a different story from this one.

“Well, I am also very weak.”

“Heh heh, is it true that there is no one as tall as our Captain Enoch? I’ve heard some rumors, but at Count Pedro’s party last time, all kinds of young ladies clung to each other.”

Chief of Staff Josef’s eyebrows twitch pleasantly.

How else did you know that?

Bell Meyer, you traitor!

“It’s not polite to keep such a talented person stuck in a poor village like this. Do you know Will we be able to establish diplomatic ties?”

Since I’ve been in charge of everything from the battalion reorganization and the establishment of the training plan, I was thinking of taking a break while observing the training. ….

“Work hard, Captain Enoch Levandell. I still have a lot of work to do, but I can’t die alone.”

The world started to hate me.

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