99. Militia training
Chapter 99: Militia Training
“Stupid! I’m talking about turning left! I’m talking about making a left turn! “
Makarov growled, pulling a man from the ranks.
It was a place called Kas Village on the southern border of Arda, a village with a total of 200 or so households and a population of nearly 1,000, which was considered a very large village in Arda.
During the time of the pirate invasion, the villagers here organized a militia of more than 50 people for self-protection.
After the pirates were driven away, the lord’s office sent the officer to set up a farming organization in the village, and recruited dozens of people to join the militia, adding up to nearly a hundred soldiers before and after.
As for why Makarov, who was a member of the regular army, was here, it had to start a few days ago.
A few days ago, the army suddenly increased the intensity of training, and many people had speculated that Arda might be going to war with some nearby place again.
Many people got excited because for them, the standing army men, war meant military honors and rewards.
The soldiers pumped their fists and began to focus on their training, the two victories against the pirates and the Baildin rebels had gradually made them realize some of the special advantages of the unit they belonged to that had come from all the useless training they had previously perceived.
For example, formation training allows them to quickly form favorable formations to meet the enemy on the ever-changing battlefield, and units such as squads, platoons, and companies are very convenient when splitting and combining formations, which also facilitates the commander to give deployment orders.
Another example is the former long-distance training, which allows them to seize favorable terrain, or appear in front of the enemy when they are not expected.
“Sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in wartime.”
Everyone in the army is now convinced of this.
Just as everyone was summoning up the energy to train, suddenly the staff department selected a group of highly qualified veterans and sent them to each village and town to guide the training of the militia everywhere.
According to the militia training outline prepared by the Ministry of Staff, excluding the busy farming season, the militia needs to conduct at least one day’s training once a month, including: emergency assembly, long-distance marching, formation, and spiking.
This kind of training could be said to be dispensable compared to the standing army, after all, the militia’s nutrition could not keep up with the intense training.
Originally, militia training relied on soldiers discharged from the army due to wounds, but due to the insufficient number of discharged soldiers and the lack of guidance from “professionals” in many places, militia training in most areas was a virtual non-starter.
With the threat of war from the Kents, the General Staff once again looked to the militia, and with the agricultural season now over, the need to standardize and strengthen militia training was put on the agenda.
Makarov was one of these selected veterans.
Because of his previous war service, Makarov had already been promoted to the rank of private, and after arriving in the village of Kas, he replenished the militia’s numbers to a company and divided the militia into platoons and squads in accordance with the establishment in the army.
He immediately set to work training them, and asked the village craftsmen to build such equipment as singles and doubles.
At first, these guys couldn’t even stand in a basic line, and every time he lined them up and reassembled them after they were disbanded, many of them couldn’t find where they were supposed to stand, and the line became disorganized.
According to his own experience in recruit training, Makarov sacrificed the whip method, in the pain of flesh and blood to help, the militia finally grew a little bit of memory, when the collection of the queue to stand is finally decent.
Then when the team moved again tragedy ……
Do not ask them to be able to kick in the right step, but how to be in step, right? This way walking around is scattered how to fight.
Makarov asked them to start marching first left foot, but there are always people forget, not that this group of militiamen usually really do not know which side is the left and which side is the right, after all, people in a state of nervousness can not distinguish between the left and right is also possible, and his super-large voice let the militiamen heart of the nervousness increased a lot.
This problem was accentuated when the group turned left and right.
For example, he just pulled out this young man, his name is Jos, just been added to the militia, every time Makarov shouted marching in unison or to the left to the right turn, 10 times out of 7 times were caught in the wrong direction, so he also became Malalov’s focus on the “care” object.
Jos was pulled out in front of everyone’s eyes, in the contrast of the strong instructor, relatively thin Jos is like a small chicken carried by the old bear.
All the militiamen held their breath, not daring to breathe a single breath, and the crowd showed their sympathy, quietly praying for the unlucky Joss.
Makarov helplessly rubbed his hand on his forehead, this Jos in front of him, scolded and beaten, but just can not avoid making mistakes. With a fierce heart, he said loudly to Jos, “Jos, you forced me to do this.”
Jos heard the face quickly surfaced a color of panic, the Lord Instructor will not be to ……
Only to see Makarov turn around and face everyone in the group and shout, “Militia Jos must be punished for repeated offenses.”
“As for the way of punishment, as I have told you all before, if someone makes this kind of low-level mistake again, I will definitely make him do that in front of everyone.”
Strangely enough, after the militia in the group heard his words, the original sympathetic look was gone, and in its place was actually an expression of anticipation and even gloating.
Jos’s face was one of despair as he begged for mercy, “Lord Makarov, please be generous, how will you let me live in the village in the future?”
Makarov boarded up his face and suddenly pulled up his voice and shouted, “Militia Jos!”
“Aye! Sir!” Finally, when it came to responding to orders, Joss had gotten into the right habit.
Makarov ordered him in a tone that brooked no question, “Carry out the punishment I described earlier! Now! Immediately! Immediately!”
“Yes! Sir!” The muscles in Joss’s face twitched as he shouted in response to Makarov’s order.
There was no longer any way to avoid it!
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Joss stood upright, his right hand gripping the wooden gun tightly on the ground, while his left hand …… gripped his crotch.
Then Jos exclaimed with a sad face:
“This is my left hand!” While shouting, he moved his left hand.
“This is my right hand!” Shouting as he moved his right hand.
“The left hand is used for ……” shouted he hesitated.
“Say on!!!” Immediately Makarov’s roar rang beside his ears and spittle sprayed him in the face.
He had to continue shouting sadly:
“Left hand for jerking off!”
“The right hand is for holding the gun!”
“This is my left hand! This is my right hand! The left hand is for jerking off! The right hand is for holding the gun!”
This was repeated three times.
After a brief moment of silence, the militia across from Joss suddenly erupted into a roaring laughter, “Hahahaha!!!”
Makarov immediately took a step forward and shouted, “Anyone who fucking dares to make a sound again, I’ll make him do it 100 times in front of all the villagers.”
The crowd immediately forced themselves to hold back their laughter, it wouldn’t be good if this kind of thing happened to them.
At this moment, Jos could be said to be in tears, he would never get it wrong left or right in his life, but his image was also ruined.
“Militia Joss, return to the line and continue training.”
The Lord Instructor finally released him back.
After this training, the name “Left-Handed Joss” spread throughout the village.
(End of chapter)