To some extent, Claude has become a legend among the recruits. He had a conflict with the veterans when he first entered the camp and sent six veterans to the treatment center. Although he himself was sent in, this did not diminish his brilliance. Under the promotion of the four noble children in the same tent, Claude had gained a heroic reputation among the subsequent recruits who entered the camp.
Now that he has recovered and returned to camp after his punishment, he has become the target of attention of the recruits. Along the way, almost all the recruits are paying attention to him, and some people are cheering loudly. This makes the escort Claude Lieutenant Sdri returned to camp feeling very uncomfortable.
"Second Lieutenant Most, recruit Claude Field has completed his three-day confinement and is now back at camp. Please sign for it." Lieutenant Sdri handed a document to a bearded second lieutenant in the tent with a straight face. Claude stood behind him and looked curiously at the command tent, which was larger than the camping tent.
The bearded second lieutenant didn't say anything. He took the document and quickly signed it. Lieutenant Sdri took back the document, thought for a while and said: "Second Lieutenant Most, I hope you can pay more attention to this Claude's training and let him become a qualified and disciplined soldier of the Blue Feather Legion as soon as possible. Don't Let him tarnish the honor of the blue feather on our caps.”
Second Lieutenant Most raised his head and looked at Lieutenant Sedry in surprise: "Lieutenant Sedry, you are in charge of the Military Law Department and the Military Police Team. Training soldiers is not your strong point. As for how to train new recruits, I have experience. Believe me, any New recruits will quickly become qualified legionnaires in my hands."
Lieutenant Sdri stopped replying with a straight face and turned to leave. The bearded Second Lieutenant Most looked at his back and asked Claude with a smile: "Why did you offend him and let him focus on you like this?"
Claude didn't know how to answer, so he could only shrug his shoulders and spread his hands as if helpless.
Second Lieutenant Most patted Claude on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous, it's okay. You have to know that you are now a hero in the eyes of the recruits. I personally think you did a good job. You hit six with one, and your skills are pretty good. Moreover. You are the first one who can stand firm after three days of confinement. So I will reward you with a half-day rest. You don’t need to train in the afternoon. What you need to do now is to take a shower first and then go to the cafeteria for a good meal. , go back to the camping tent and sleep again, it won’t be so easy to start training tomorrow.”
Claude stood at attention and gave a non-standard military salute to Second Lieutenant Most: "Thank you, sir."
Returning to the camping tent, Claude was immediately surrounded by four aristocratic children, Aboyev, Murieled, Diavid and Belklin, who greeted him with greetings and were very attentive.
The rest of the beds in the tent already had their owners, and the unknown recruits looked at the four nobles with envy as they called Claude the boss.
It would be close to noon, and after the morning training, the recruits would return to camp and wait for the canteen's signal to start dinner. According to Aboyev, there is more than an hour of rest time after lunch, which is enough for everyone to take a nap. Afternoon training usually starts at 2:30 and ends at 4 to 5 o'clock. To put it into perspective, the daily training time is only about four to five hours.
This training seems to be very lax. Claude is a little confused. Is this the three-month recruit training that is famous for its harshness? It doesn't seem like a big deal. It is not as strict as the military training in the university in his previous life.
"I have to carry out such rigorous training every day for three months. It's really hard. It's better for me, boss. Half a month has passed since I went to the treatment center. I just returned to the camp now. I have lost so much training time." Mo Mo Reed said with a sigh.
Belklin looked up and down at Muriel with evil intentions: "How about you let me beat you up? As long as you can bear the pain, I guarantee that you can stay in the treatment center for ten and a half days without having to continue training. .”
"Bah, you have a good idea," Murray rolled his eyes: "Then I'd better continue training. At least that way I can run and jump, which is better than lying on the hospital bed unable to move."
"Okay, brothers, I'm very happy with your enthusiasm. Although you don't mind the smell on my body, I can't stand the smell myself. Now I have to take a bath first and then eat. When I come back we will Let’s have a good chat.” Claude said to the four self-proclaimed aristocratic boys.
"Boss, I'll go with you. I happened to be sweating profusely from training this morning, so I'm going to take a shower too." Aboyev volunteered and decided to accompany Claude to take a shower.
So the three of them also wanted to go, and the five of them took their changes of clothes and headed to the bathhouse.
In fact, it is really convenient to have four little brothers. When Claude took a shower, Belklin rubbed his back, washed his hair, face, brushed his teeth and cut his toenails. The four little brothers were very considerate. . The wrung-out towels and toothbrushes stained with tooth powder were all brought to Claude, and even the dirty clothes he had changed out of were taken to be washed by Muriel.
The bathhouse in the military camp is actually a stream flowing from the mountain. Bamboo tubes and clay pipes are connected to transport the water into the compartments of the bathhouse for bathing. There is nothing dissatisfying except that the stream water is a bit cold. Claude felt refreshed after cleaning himself. He put on his new military uniform and took his four younger brothers to the canteen.
When I arrived at the cafeteria, I discovered that there were only four large stoves but now there were two more. Aboyev told Claude that this was the expansion of the military camp after he and the veterans had a fight and caused a fight in the cafeteria. Six large stoves. The two on the far left are for veterans who are undergoing non-commissioned officer training, the two in the middle are for the original soldiers of this military camp, and the two large stoves on the right are for recruits who are new to the camp and undergoing recruit training.
If he had built two more big stoves earlier, he might not have to go to the treatment center with those veterans. At this moment, Claude believed that Dr. Perrent said that there are many people in the army who think and deal with problems with their butts, which is nothing. If they make mistakes, they won't correct them unless something goes wrong.
Even though two more large stoves were built, the food in the cafeteria is still the same as what Claude saw when he first went there, stewed pork ribs with potatoes, bacon on black bread slices, a boiled apple as big as a fist, and... You can drink black tea as much as you like.
It's just that Claude had been gnawing slices of black bread and water for three days in the solitary room, and this time he was drooling when he saw the meat. When I was cooking, I wished that the chef would get me two more ribs. On the contrary, the four noble children of Aboyev looked bored. They had really lost their appetite after eating the same canteen meals during this period. However, they knew that training in the afternoon would be difficult if they didn't eat enough, so they reluctantly stuffed food into their mouths.
Claude devoured a large lunch box of stewed pork ribs with potatoes, then stood up and went to pack another lunch box. The chef was very happy, but he didn't expect that someone thought the potato-braised pork ribs he cooked was delicious, so he added two more spoons, almost eating Claude.
Just when Claude was eating happily, a veteran came over and placed his lunch box in front of Claude's table, and then stared at Claude.
"Hello, what can I do for you?" Claude swallowed the food in his mouth and looked up. The veteran in front of him had a tough look on his face and looked very difficult to mess with.
"Are you Claude Field?" the veteran asked with a smile, showing his neat white teeth.
"It's me, you are"
"I'm Sergeant Fitney. You don't know me, but I've wanted to know you for a long time. I'm here to thank you for sending my brothers to the treatment center and giving them a good rest." Veteran Still smiling at Claude.
The name Sergeant Fitney sounded familiar. Soon Claude remembered the warning that the medical soldier Bell told him, saying that the heads of the veterans he sent to the treatment center were Sergeant Fitney, so he should be careful. Because Sergeant Fitney threatened to give himself a little show during the meal.
Claude stood up vigilantly, showing a wary look: "What do you want to do?"
The veteran, Sergeant Fitney, shook his head: "Don't worry, I won't teach you a lesson here. We are all training now, so I don't have time to teach you a lesson yet. But I promise, we will meet soon." Yes, you can't escape my grasp."
After saying these words, Sergeant Fitney turned around and left. Claude looked at his back and suddenly felt a headache. It seemed that the fight with the veterans was not over yet, and the consequences would continue. I just don’t know what Sergeant Fitney meant by his last words. How could he be so sure that he couldn’t escape from his grasp
The four aristocratic boys next to them didn't say anything. It wasn't until Sergeant Fitney walked far away that they realized: "Who is this? It's really annoying to see him looking so awesome. Why don't we come together, boss, to kill him?" He even went to the treatment center to be with his brothers and dared to speak nonsense in front of us."
Claude rubbed the bridge of his nose and frowned: "Okay, you dare to be so arrogant after everyone else has gone away. Forget it, I don't ask you to beat him up. Please help me investigate in the next few days. See Look at what Sergeant Fitney is like."
"Okay, boss, we will help you investigate and make sure that Sergeant Fitney even found out exactly how old he was when he stopped wetting the bed as a child." Belklin patted his chest and said.
The next day, Claude began to receive recruit training. Because he received training about ten years later than other recruits, the chief instructor, Second Lieutenant Most, very considerately arranged for a corporal to help Claude open the stove. This corporal was an acquaintance of Claude's, that is, Corporal Gro who received him at the instruction of Second Lieutenant Gilp when he reported to the military camp on the first day.
It seemed that Corporal Gro was well-received by those second lieutenant officers, and he was seen everywhere. However, Corporal Grotto was silent by nature and not good at words. When he talked to him, the response he got was either a favor or an ah. Otherwise, Claude would have wanted to ask him why there was no place for him among the veterans who trained non-commissioned officers.
What Corporal Grotto helped Claude do was nothing more than military etiquette, military discipline and military posture, as well as familiarity with the meanings expressed by various military bugles. It only took three days for Claude to quickly master these knowledge and movement essentials. For example, the military salute, what is different from the military salute that Claude saw in his previous life is the posture of the palms. In the past life, the palms were flat during military salutes, but here they are upright, with the palms open, the four fingers together, and the thumbs pointed at the temples.
It is said that this is also a way of salute handed down from ancient times. When hostile generals from both sides meet, they use this way of salute to show that there are no small sharp objects hidden in the palm of their right hand to show their sincerity in the talks between the two sides. It has been passed down to this day. It has become the military salute gesture of most countries in the Farea continent.
Military discipline relies on rote memorization. Military posture is nothing more than standing and walking. The requirement is to have a straight chest and a straight back. When striding forward, you must pay attention to the pace of the companions around you. There is no goose step or goose walking method. The bugle sounds are also very simple. Most of them are made up of one long and two short or one short and two long. This may be because they are worried that soldiers will easily get confused if there are too many bugles.
Second Lieutenant Most was very happy that it only took Claude three days to catch up with the progress of all the recruits. After assessing Claude, he praised Corporal Gro, and then announced that Claude would be tomorrow You can participate in the training camp, and there is no need for any more personal training.
Then Claude participated in the recruit training on the large playground. Every day he lined up and walked around the playground. The instructors held long bamboo poles beside the queue and shouted to keep the speed, keep the queue neat, keep the distance between the front and rear queues, etc. Sometimes a few recruits would be picked out with bamboo poles and asked to stay aside, and then the soldiers in the rear queue would be asked to fill the vacancies in the front queue, row after row.