Steel, Guns and the Industrial Party Across the World

"Fool! I said turn left! I said turn left!"

Makarov snarled and pulled a man out of the line.

This is a place called Kas Village on the southern border of Arda. This village has a population of nearly 1,000 people in about 200 households. It is considered a very large village in Arda.

During the period of pirate invasion, the villagers here organized a militia team of more than 50 people for self-protection.

After the pirates were driven away, the affairs officer sent by the Lord's Mansion established a peasant association in the village, and recruited dozens of people to join the militia, adding up to nearly a hundred people.

As for why Makarov, who is a member of the regular army, is here, we have to start from a few days ago.

A few days ago, the army suddenly stepped up its training intensity, and many people speculated that Arda might be going to war with a nearby place again.

Many people became excited, because for standing soldiers like them, war meant military exploits and rewards.

The soldiers were gearing up and began to focus on training. The two victories against the pirates and the Bairdin rebels made them gradually realize some special advantages of the unit they belonged to, and these special advantages were what they thought were useless before. brought about by training.

For example, queue training allows them to quickly form a favorable formation to face the enemy on the ever-changing battlefield. Units such as squads, platoons, and companies are very convenient when splitting and combining formations, and it is also conducive to the commander to issue deployment orders.

Another example is the long-distance training in front of them, which allows them to seize favorable terrain, or appear in front of them when the enemy is unexpected.

"Sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in wartime."

Everyone in the military now believes that.

Just when everyone worked hard to train, the staff suddenly selected a group of veterans with excellent qualities and sent them to various villages and towns to guide the training of militias in various places.

According to the militia training program drawn up by the General Staff, except for the busy farming season, militias in various places need to conduct at least one-day training every month, including: emergency assembly, long-distance march, formation, and stabbing.

Compared with the standing army, this kind of training can be said to be dispensable. After all, the nutrition of the militia cannot keep up with the high-intensity training.

The original militia training mainly relied on soldiers who were discharged from the army due to injuries. However, due to the insufficient number of veterans and the lack of guidance from "professional talents" in many places, the militia training in most areas was useless.

The threat of war from the Kent family made the staff focus on the militia again. In addition, the busy farming season has passed, and the training of standardizing and strengthening the militia has been put on the agenda.

Makarov was one of these selected veterans.

Because of his previous military achievements, Makarov had been promoted to a second-class soldier at this time. After arriving in Kass Village, he made up the number of militiamen to a company, and divided the militia into platoons according to the establishment of the army. and classes.

He immediately began to train them, and also invited craftsmen in the village to create equipment such as horizontal bars and parallel bars.

I still encountered a lot of difficulties. At the beginning, these guys couldn’t even stand in a basic queue. Every time I lined up for them, and regrouped after disbanding, many people couldn’t find their proper positions. It also became a mess.

According to his own experience during recruit training, Makarov used the whip method. With the help of the pain of flesh and blood, the militiamen finally had a little memory, and they finally stood in a decent line when they assembled.

Then the tragedy happened when the team moved...

They are not required to be able to goose step, but they have to be in step no matter what, right? If you walk like this, you will be in a mess and how can you fight a war.

Makarov asked them to take their left foot first when they started marching, but some people always forgot, it’s not that these militiamen really don’t know which side is left and which side is right, after all, people can’t tell when they’re nervous Left and right are also possible, and his super loud voice made the militiaman feel a lot more nervous.

This problem is more prominent when the team turns left and right.

For example, the young man he picked out just now, his name is Joss, was added to the militia just now, and every time Makarov shouted to walk in unison or turn left or right, he was caught 7 times out of 10 He got the wrong direction, so he also became Malaloff's key "care" object.

Joss was caught in front of everyone's eyes. Against the background of the strong instructor, the relatively slender Joss looked like a little chicken being carried by an old bear.

All the militiamen held their breaths and did not dare to take a breath. They showed sympathy and quietly prayed for the unlucky Joss.

Makarov touched his forehead helplessly. The Jos in front of him scolded and beat him, but he couldn't avoid making mistakes.

With a ruthless heart, he said loudly to Joss, "Joss, you forced me."

After hearing this, Joss's face quickly showed a look of panic, the instructor wouldn't want to...

Makarov turned around and shouted to everyone in the team, "Jose, a militiaman, must be punished because he refuses to mend his ways after repeated admonitions."

"As for the method of punishment, I told you before that if someone makes such a low-level mistake again, I will definitely let him do it in front of everyone."

Strangely, after the militiamen in the team heard his words, the original expression of sympathy disappeared, and it was replaced by an expression of anticipation and even gloating.

Joss's face was full of despair, and he begged for mercy: "Master Makarov, please hold your hand high, how will you let me live in the village from now on?"

Makarov scowled, and suddenly raised his voice and yelled, "Jos the militiaman!"

"Yes! Sir!" Finally, when responding to the order, Joss has developed the correct habit~www.wuxiahere.com~ Makarov ordered him in an unquestionable tone: "Execute the punishment method I mentioned earlier Once! Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

"Yes! Sir!" The muscles on Jos's face twitched, and he responded loudly to Makarov's order.

It's unavoidable!

Under everyone's gaze, Joss stood still, holding the wooden gun tightly in his right hand and leaning on the ground, while his left hand... held his crotch.

Then Joss cried out with grief and indignation:

"This is my left hand!" He shouted and moved his left hand.

"This is my right hand!" He shouted and moved his right hand.

"The left hand is used for..." He hesitated until he shouted.

"Go on!" Makarov's growl immediately sounded next to his ears, spraying his face with saliva.

He could only continue to cry out in grief and indignation:

"The left hand is used to **** off!"

"The right hand is used to hold the gun!"

"This is my left hand! This is my right hand! The left hand is used to **** off! The right hand is used to hold the gun!"

This was repeated three times.

After a short period of silence, the militiamen on the opposite side of Joss suddenly burst into loud laughter: "Hahaha!"

Makarov immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Whoever dares to make a **** noise again, I will make him do it 100 times in front of all the villagers."

Everyone immediately suppressed their smiles forcibly. It would be bad if this kind of thing happened to them.

At this time, Joss could be said to want to cry, but he would never be wrong in his life, but his image was also ruined.

"Militiaman Jose, return to the team and continue training."

The instructor finally let him go back.

After this training, the name of "Left Handed Joss" spread like wildfire in the village.