I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy

EP.312

A month after the mock battle ended.

I headed to the 18th Division to establish military discipline.

Originally, it would have been enough to dispatch some of the 7th Division’s troops as trainers and conduct a thorough guerrilla attack.

What the Faroesia area army needed now was to improve its constitution over a long period of time, and the most effective solution was to have the commanders of each unit do their job well.

However, from what I have observed so far, it seems that the Faroesia area army will not be able to develop to the level I want just by talking about it.

Wouldn’t it be right to motivate the division commanders to get excited?

So the method I chose, although a little inefficient, was to personally give the 18th Division, which lost in the mock battle, a 4-star rating.

I’m sure other division commanders will think this when they hear this news.

‘If the training is not done properly, Captain Jaeger, wearing a red hat, will come to run it himself. The story is that there is hellish training in inspecting commanders. If even the slightest bit of idiotic behavior is discovered, the 4-star dignification will unfold in earnest.’

Even though I give it 4 stars, it’s terrible to think about, but without exaggerating, I don’t think the person who suffers will have nightmares about running it myself for about 10 years even after he or she is discharged.

Rather than face such a disaster, it would be better to improve the quality of the unit, even if it means replacing the officers and soldiers under it, and try to avoid being the target of the best performance.

“Attention owls!”

At those words, all the high-ranking officers, including the division commander, stood at an angle, looked at me, and shouted in loud voices.

“fist!”

“Align left and right based on owl number 14!”

“evil!”

At those words, more than 30 high-ranking people, including the commander of the 18th Division, quickly ran and lined up.

I said while pointing with my index finger to a tree about 300 meters away.

“turn around! “Go back and forth to the tree you see over there!”

“Ready to canter! evil!”

“Go forward!”

In normal times, they are the ones who give orders to soldiers and officers under their command, so they do not have many opportunities to participate in such training.

Soldiers have no choice but to roll when a higher being decides to roll, so they immediately turned back and started running for dear life.

As an instructor, I can just watch when younger officers or non-commissioned officers are trained, but the average age of those here is in their mid to late 40s.

These people can get seriously injured if you force them to participate in training, so you shouldn’t treat them carelessly.

So, I decided to run along and leave those who seemed to be in serious condition to rest.

“Left foot left foot one two one two.”

As I started running next to them while giving commands, the trainees looked at me with shocked expressions.

“Captain, are you running together too?”

“As a commander, my motto is that the soldiers and the commander always work together. Moreover, since you are officers and nobles holding important positions in the 18th Division, I must take special care of you. Rest assured, I will personally take care of it so that no one misses training due to injury.”

“thank you! evil!”

“So, feel free to push yourself to your limits. Imperial officers must fight together with soldiers, so physical strength is their competency as commanders. “One two one two.”

When I started blowing the whistle that I had purchased with my own money as a command, the officers who were trainees tried their best to keep up with them, holding on with all their might.

His face turns red like a boiled octopus, and he runs around panting and looking like he’s going to die soon if things continue like this.

Meanwhile, venom suddenly appeared on their faces.

“Ugh, I’ll hold on no matter what I do!”

“Division commander, please run just a little bit further! “You can do it!”

“Fuck, gasp. “I’m soon to be discharged. I’m soon to be discharged…”

There are people who complain even when I’m next to them. Additionally, if the training is too difficult, harsh words may come out without you even realizing it.

In fact, even when I first introduced guerrilla training, they couldn’t dare directly confront me, the instructor and battalion commander…

Except for Laura, the other officers all cursed me out of sight, calling me ‘Major Jaeger’s bastard.’ I understood that and moved on, but that’s about it.

As I ran while lost in my thoughts, I was already running nearly 5km at a canter.

At this point, it is likely that they would be left out, but the older officers had trained their bodies in accordance with the formula of ‘officer = knight’ and were physically strong, so they followed the training until the end.

However, looking at the expressions on the faces of the guys following me, it was truly a sight to behold.

In addition to gasping for air, some were even drooling as if they were breathing through their mouths.

Now that no one can even utter grumbling words, it must mean that the body has reached its limit.

When a person pushes himself to the limit or just to the limit, his body’s capabilities increase, but when he pushes it to a point it cannot handle, the body breaks down.

Someone expressed this in a wonderful way: ‘Pain that cannot kill me only makes me stronger’, but no matter how much I do, if I kill officers during training, I will be severely punished.

“Everyone stand there!”

As soon as I stopped running and stood, the officers sat down.

“I feel like I’m going to die…”

“10 years ago, I could run like this even while wearing armor, but now that I’m older, I can’t do that…”

“Chief of Staff, I was the deputy company commander when you were the company commander, but wasn’t that the case? .”

And just in time, the soldiers came carrying ingredients for our meal and firewood for a pot.

“It’s time to eat!”

At those words, the trainee officers looked back, thinking that they could rest now, but what could be considered meal ingredients were at a miserable level by the standards of nobles.

Dry bread, cured meat, some cheese, peas, and a glass of beer.

It was the same meal that regular soldiers eat on the battlefield, but the noble officers frowned for a moment because wheat bread and decent meals were usually supplied even on the battlefield.

When I saw those officers, I laughed and imitated the words of a teaching assistant that I had seen on YouTube before.

“Those meals were purchased with taxes, the blood and sweat of the people of the empire. Additionally, the soldiers you command always eat like that during normal times. “Training is done in preparation for war, so why are officers reluctant to eat rough meals?”

At those words, the officers lowered their faces as if they were embarrassed, and I started a fire with the wizard’s help as a way to embarrass them and set an example.

Put a pot on the fire and add water, finely crushed biscuits, salted meat, and peas to make Jjambap, also commonly called lobster sauce.

If you look at its appearance, it looks like it was made by scooping up mud and dissolving it in water due to its unique color.

I scooped it up into my bowl and put it in my mouth with a spoon.

“…… S It’s worth eating. “The salted meat adds saltiness to the biscuits, making them worth eating.”

As I said, the taste of biscuit porridge is better than eating flour dough with salt added.

In my mind, I wanted to say that I couldn’t do this, but I couldn’t replace these officers if I didn’t set an example.

I emptied the entire bowl with the thought that I was just eating to survive.

Then I handed a bowl full of lobster sauce to Trainee No. 14, Major Housen, who was sitting over there.

“It would be good to eat well to survive the training afterwards. “Hurry up and eat.”

As soon as the division commander received the lobster sauce I gave him, he started pouring it in with a spoon. Even though he had been rolling it around a lot all morning, he didn’t look very happy as if it was tasteless.

However, the corners of his mouth quivered and he smiled, perhaps because he thought he had to flatter himself in order to survive.

“It’s really delicious, probably because the boss made it.”

“is it? If the seasoning isn’t right, ask for some salt, add a lot, and boil it. It will be better. “There is guerrilla training in the afternoon, so if you don’t want to be out in the sun, eat plenty of salt.”

“Thank you for your consideration.”

And when the officers saw that, they took the lobster cows one by one and started eating them.

Among the officers who ate the Jjambap, which was questionable as to how they were given it, there were some who were quietly looking for their families and mothers.

There were also those who felt sympathy for the junior officers and soldiers who may be suffering more harshly than themselves.

“… Laila.”

“I can’t believe this is what soldiers eat for their meals. As the chief of staff of this unit, I cannot tolerate meals like this…”

“I need to manage the division’s supply more strictly…”

After the meal, I had the officers focus on various types of training, including just enough guerrilla training to keep them from collapsing.

And after a week, an order came from His Majesty to come up to the imperial palace.

I guess it has to do with Switzerland.

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