The canteen is located just in front of the warehouse area. It is a wooden shed made of several rows of logs. It has only a gable roof and log pillars below. Although it looks simple, it has a primitive and rough style. The wooden shed is filled with a long row of long wooden tables and benches, which are used by soldiers who come to eat.
Claude estimated that the garrison strength of this hill military camp was only about 900 people per battalion. This can be seen from the number of long tables and benches in these rows of wooden sheds. After all, the military system in this world is not as complete and complete as it was in my previous life.
Take eating as an example. There are no rules and regulations for taking turns to eat in separate rows. Instead, when the time is up, everyone goes to eat. Except for the guards and those on duty, basically everyone who can go goes to the canteen. And the meal time is also very long, two hours, so the tables and stools in the canteen in the military camp are arranged according to half of the number of people. Looking at the number of long tables and benches, you can draw a conclusion about the total strength of the military camp. .
Generally speaking, there is not much difference in the military systems of various countries in the Farea continent. As far as the Kingdom of Overas is concerned, there is no title of squad, platoon or company, but instead it is called squadron, squadron or brigade. A squad usually consists of ten to twelve people, which fits into a camping tent. Therefore, the squad leader is sometimes called the tent leader. The squad leader's military rank is sergeant major or noncommissioned officer, the most junior officer.
Four teams form a squadron, with a full complement of fifty-four people. The squadron leader is a sergeant major or a second lieutenant, and is equipped with communications soldiers, medical soldiers, guards and orderly soldiers. Four squadrons form a brigade, with a full complement of 232 people. The brigade captain is a second lieutenant or lieutenant, and is equipped with adjutants, orderlies, communications corps, medical corps and a guard squad.
Four brigades form a combat battalion. The battalion is the most basic independent combat unit in the kingdom's army and can independently carry out combat missions issued by superiors. The battalion commander is usually a major or captain, and is basically equipped with a deputy battalion commander, adjutant, staff officer, communications team, medical team, military police team and a guard squadron. In addition, there are one to two reconnaissance squadrons and a logistics squadron. The full complement is about 1,200 people.
Because it is a war mode of queuing to kill, most countries in mainland China adopt the four-four system, that is, four combat units form a larger combat unit. There are regiments above the battalion and divisions above the regiment. Four divisions form a legion. The strength of a legion is basically about 60,000. In peacetime, it is enough to reduce the number of people by half and maintain a certain combat effectiveness.
The strength of the Fulkby Hill Military Camp is one battalion, which is also not full, but the shortfall is only a quarter. Obviously, this battalion should be a main combat battalion in the sequence of the Blue Feather Army, and it still maintains a relatively complete combat effectiveness.
Claude arrived relatively early when he arrived at the canteen, and there were only about two hundred soldiers dining in the canteen before him. All the people who went to the canteen consciously lined up in four long lines. There was no way, there were only four large stoves distributing food, and there was a small stove next to it that was reserved for officers only, and the soldiers had no share.
Claude chose a slightly smaller team and lined up at the back. To his surprise, no one drove him out because he didn't have an epaulette. Just like the soldiers who came behind him, they were also honest. Being behind him, there is nothing to complain about.
The chef in front who was responsible for distributing food moved very quickly, and basically only had about ten seconds to dispatch a soldier. Looking at the soldiers sitting on the long wooden table eating, Claude quickly understood why it was so fast, because there was no choice in the type of food for dinner, a lunch box of potato stew, two slices of black bread and a piece of bacon. , a fist-sized boiled apple, and a large bucket of black tea beside it to drink as many spoonfuls as you want. Many soldiers used the lids of lunch boxes to pour black tea and eat it with bread.
It seems that the food in the military camp is not much better than that in the junior high school cafeteria, but the portions are a bit larger and enough to fill the stomach, but I don't know if the taste can be better. Claude couldn't help but feel a little desperate. Staying in the military camp for the next six months and eating these foods every day would be a great torture for him who loves food.
The team marched very fast, and when there were only seven or eight people left in front, another group of soldiers crowded into the canteen. They walked over here talking and laughing loudly. Claude glanced back and didn't pay much attention, but his brand-new military uniform and shoulders without epaulettes were so eye-catching in the eyes of these soldiers.
Soon there was a commotion and two soldiers walked towards Claude.
"You, come out!" A thin, horse-faced soldier yelled at Claude viciously.
Claude ignored him and looked ahead. There were only three people left in front of him.
"Hey, what about you, do you hear me?" Another soldier with a round face pushed Claude rudely. The soldiers around looked at them, and even the cook who was distributing food stopped.
Claude rolled his eyes: "What? Do I know you or do you know me?"
"No, I don't know him." The round-faced soldier was a bit honest.
"Why should I care about you if you don't know me?" Claude turned around and continued to line up.
"Hey, boy, where are you from?" The thin, horse-faced soldier next to him came over.
"It's none of your business. Who are you? Or are you responsible for this military camp?" Claude became a little impatient. He already knew who the four noble boys were bullied by. The two in front of him were definitely involved. The lanky ones were The one with a horse face is a sergeant, and the one with a round face is a corporal. There is one red line and two red lines on the epaulettes respectively.
"You are not from our camp, you can't eat here." The lanky horse-faced soldier couldn't get off the stage. He pointed at Claude's shoulder and said.
"Oh, this is really strange. It turns out that you, the sergeant, have the final say on whether you can eat here in this military camp. Go over there and wash your face. Wake up. You haven't woken up yet, right? Get away and don't disturb me. I'll line up." Claude retorted unceremoniously.
The people watching the excitement suddenly burst into cheers, and some said to Jim, give him some color. Some were laughing, haha, it turns out that our meals are all under your control, Jem. Other soldiers echoed Claude's words and shouted to Jem to wash his face and wake up before coming back. Anyway, those who were watching the fun did not mind the big deal. They were eager for the two men to fight with Claude and let everyone watch a monkey show.
"Come out here." The round-faced soldier next to him was coaxed by the crowd, and he really moved his hands. He grabbed the collar of Claude's uniform and tried to drag Claude out of the queue.
Claude's right hand was still holding the lunch box, and his left hand went to break the two hands of the round-faced soldier who grabbed his chest, but did not move them. The round-faced soldier was stronger, and he pulled Claude out of the accompanying team with a single effort.
Claude was so angry that he rushed forward, bowed his head, and squatted down suddenly.
"Crack!" were heard twice in succession, followed by the round-faced soldier's screams that resounded throughout the canteen. Almost everyone was stunned by his screams.
No one could bear the severe pain of a sudden fracture of the wrist bone. The round-faced soldier was jumping around with his two wrists hanging and screaming.
The thin, horse-faced soldier quickly came to his senses and roared angrily: "How dare you hurt anyone?"
He rushed up and punched Claude, hitting him in the middle of the left forehead. Claude's whole body shook immediately, and he took two steps back to stop his attack. Only then did he react, and struggled with the slender horse-faced soldier who rushed towards him. together.
In fact, Claude was also stunned by the scream of the round-faced soldier. To be honest, his actions were just to make the round-faced soldier let go. He didn't expect that this move would be so powerful. It was simply It was these hands that crippled the round-faced soldier.
This technique was brought from my previous life. I once went to the gym with my boss and met a trainer talking about self-defense techniques, so I listened casually. The coach happened to be talking about what to do if someone grabs the collar. Don’t panic. Grab the other person’s wrist with your backhand. Squat down and lean forward. The other person promises to let go. If you don’t let go, his wrist will be dislocated. No one will I can bear it.
In the wrestling class in junior high school, Claude was also taught how to deal with someone grabbing his chest clothes. It was nothing more than grabbing the opponent's wrist with his backhand, twisting his body, and using the distance to get rid of the opponent's grasp. But just now the round-faced soldier grabbed his chest, and Claude couldn't match his strength with one hand. For some reason, he suddenly remembered this move the fitness instructor said, and tried it without thinking about it. As a result, the round-faced soldier's Both wrists are not dislocated, but fractured
Claude himself was so frightened that he did not react to the attack of the slender horse-faced soldier. He only regained consciousness after being punched and struggled with him. At this time, the canteen was like a pot of boiling water. The soldiers who came to eat gathered around and cheered loudly as they watched the two people fighting. As for the poor round-faced soldier, the pain was barely bearable and he finally stopped screaming. His hands hung limply and he stared at Claude with gritted teeth.
The lanky horse-faced soldier was no match for Claude. Under the cheers of the onlookers, Claude slammed the lanky horse-faced soldier to the ground with a KO and a big back throw. It's just that his own image wasn't very good at the moment. His left forehead was bruised and swollen, his brand-new military uniform had two cuts on the chest, and his hair was a mess.
Looking at his opponent who was struggling on the ground and unable to get up, Claude let out a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to find the lunch box he had thrown on the ground, he saw that a hole had been squeezed open by the soldiers watching on the opposite side, and six or seven soldiers squeezed in. When he saw this scene, he was shocked: "Jem, Eng, what's wrong with you?"
The round-faced soldier was in tears now, just like a newly married daughter-in-law who saw her parents coming after being bullied. She quickly went over and said this. The group of soldiers pointed at Claude and said, "beat him to death."
Fortunately, there were only four people rushing up. One went to help the slender horse-faced soldier lying on the ground, one was checking the round-faced soldier's injuries on his hands, and the other four menacing and full-running Claude came. The soldiers surrounding him cheered thunderously, and there was another good show to watch.
If Claude could use magic, the four magic flying arrows would be able to bring down the four rushing soldiers. It's a pity that he can't let others find out that he has magic, so he can only fight hand to hand. Compared with the idiots of the Black Snake Society, these soldiers of the Blue Feather Legion are obviously more durable. Claude knocked down one of them and kicked another one away, but he was still hugged by the remaining two soldiers. After a while, he was beaten by four soldiers until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was in a miserable state.
At this time, the soldiers who were watching became unhappy and shouted that it was unfair and that they should fight one on one or one by one. It would be really embarrassing for him to fight four of them one by one. And Claude had been beaten dizzy. After all, there were four people on the opponent, and it was difficult for them to fight with four punches with both hands. They doubled the number and struck hard. He received several punches on the face, the corners of his mouth were cut, and his mouth was full of the smell of blood. .
However, Claude still did not lie down on the ground and surrendered and begged for mercy. He also became ruthless and ignored the other three, grabbing one of them and beating him hard, no matter how many punches he received on the back and how many kicks he received on his body. In the end, when I was almost confused, I saw the opponent's neck so close to me. Without thinking, I pounced on him and opened my mouth to bite him. His mouth was filled with blood, and his screams once again shocked all the onlookers in the cafeteria.
Claude suddenly felt that there was silence all around. The light from the glass oil lamp hanging above the ceiling turned into a large white circle, spinning around above his head, and finally turned into the twinkling stars in the sky. He shook, fell to the ground, and finally passed out.