After receiving the post, Winters and Bud patrolled the military academy wall with long halberds. They did not bring muskets, because muskets were much heavier than long halberds.

Moreover, there is no gunpowder or projectile at the gate, and the musket is just a decoration. If Winters thought, he wouldn't even want to take this halberd.

The Land Court is not a treasure cave, and the Army Officer's School is poor and deserted. The concept of the joint provincial army's school management has always been to save as much as possible, and use the money saved to run more schools.

Such a poor place where rats have to cry when they enter, and it is filled with strong young men with fierce spirits and tigers.

Not to mention a thief, even a ghost has to walk around.

For the school, the main purpose of night patrol is to prevent individual students from sneaking out of the school at night. However, even arresting two officers who want to escape from the bed can't make trouble.

At the same time, it is unreliable to ask officers to arrest their classmates. Winters has sneaked out several times while his classmates stand at night and comes back in the middle of the night.

Every time he walks through the main entrance, there is no need to climb over the wall.

The two of them wandered around for a while, and the sky had completely turned black and the time for the lights to go out was over.

At night, the Luyuan completely bid farewell to the hustle and bustle of the day, and the campus in the dark is like a wild beast dormant in the shadows.

Winters often feels like this when patrolling at night: the military academy is not a dead object, it is breathing rhythmically every moment.

The nearby neighborhoods also fell asleep like the military academy. Only the port area in the distance never sleeps, and Winters could even vaguely see the lights of the stars.

There is the territory of the winery and service providers who are seeking pleasure.

Outside the military academy wall, there are some simple stone tables near the residential area. The stone tables are covered by a few broad-leaved trees, which can be shaded on sunny days and blocked from rainy days.

The stone tables are all made by residents nearby. The small businessmen usually set up stalls on the table to do some business of the officers.

Winters pointed to the stone tables and suggested to Bud: "Sit for a while."

"Okay, sit for a while, I want to smoke a cigarette, too." Bud smiled, seeing that Winters was too lazy to leave.

The wind was a little strong tonight, and it was blowing towards the land from the direction of the sea. The wind brought a lot of water vapor, and the sky above Guitu City was already covered by clouds.

The moonlight becomes weak after passing through the clouds, and the road is only a little easier to walk than on a moonless night.

Winters frowned: "Look at the wind and clouds, it may rain tomorrow."

The rain is not good news for someone who is about to embark on a journey back home.

The two sat on the stone table, and the wind from the sea wiped away their sweat and took away the heat from their bodies.

The hot smoke during the day fades away, and it is a cool and comfortable night.

Bard took out an old pipe from his small bag. He first put some tobacco leaves in his bowl, then pressed them tightly, and then repeated the "tobacco leaves-to-press" process twice.

Seeing that Bud had put on cigarettes, Winters kept his thumb pressing his index finger with his left hand, and lit the tobacco in Bud's bowl.

This is a small benefit for having a spellcaster friend. As long as Winters is there, Bud never needs to worry about where to find fire.

"Ike also said he envied me during the day. If he found out that the biggest advantage of being a spellcaster is that it is easy to light a cigarette. I wonder if he would say envious words." Winters thought to himself.

A considerable number of men in this era are either smokers or alcoholics, and many of them account for both. The vast majority of people who do not smoke or drink do not want to, but because they cannot afford it.

Winters is a very small number of people who do not smoke or drink. As a spellcaster, he must avoid any addictions as much as possible.

Because Antoine Laurent believes that the addictive "poison" will corrupt the caster's will, paralyze the caster's perception, and destroy the caster's spell abilities.

Winters believes that he does not admire anyone, but that is self-deception because of the subtle self-esteem of young men.

After three years of preparatory school and three years of mainland school, Winters read all the books, archives and letters about Antoine Laurent that he could find.

If it is open, he will read it publicly; if it is confidential, he will watch it secretly. If things go well, Winters should have started writing a biography for General Antoine Laurent before he was thirty...

In short, Antoine Laurent said that addiction is not good, and Winters is determined not to get involved.

Seeing Bud take a comfortable breath of cigarette and slowly exhaling it. Winters finally decided to speak the issue he was very concerned about.

"Did you find out where you are going to be assigned?" Winters asked with concern.

Under the faint fire, Bud's expression was as usual, not moved by Winters's problems.

"I didn't go to inquire." Bard replied slowly: "You can guess without inquiring, you're just being sent overseas."

After saying this, Bard continued to focus on smoking, a leisure activity that harmed his health.

He looked at himself contentedly and did not seem to worry about his impending overseas dispatch.

"Why do you say so easily overseas dispatch?!" Winters suddenly became anxious.

But Bud smiled at Winters, as if saying "Don't worry about me, this is nothing", and continued to smoke.

Winters looked at Bud, looked at Guitucheng at night, then looked at the sleeping school, and finally sighed helplessly.

Bud did not mourn himself, but Winters felt sad about Bud's situation.

Overseas dispatch, strictly speaking, is that military academy graduates are assigned to large and small nodes along the maritime trade route.

The two places close to the local area are the Holy Mulu Empire and the Fleman Empire. The capitals of these two empires are world-famous and prosperous cities, and the alliance has consulates.

Being a military officer in the consulate of Huahua World is the beauty everyone is competing for.

But the "overseas dispatch" mentioned by Winters and Bard is obviously not such a good job, but is assigned to a farther and more sinister end of the world.

Tomorrow Winters will embark on a journey home, and he will be trained in his hometown of the Marine Republic for one year.

Winters will return to school at this time next year. Strictly speaking, he has not really graduated yet, and this year he is an intern with the rank of warrant officer.

As for military academy students sent overseas, they don’t think about going home as long as they board the overseas ship.

Even next year's graduation ceremony will not be possible, because the time will take more than one year.

In name, the officers sent to various trade sites went to protect the Union's overseas interests.

But many times they are just bare officers. They have no soldiers and no power, so naturally they have no chance to make meritorious service.

Want to go home? Either put in a coffin or survive until retirement.

To understand why Bud was sent overseas and Winters didn't, you have to understand the graduate allocation system of the Army Officers Academy.

If you want to understand the graduate allocation system of the Army Officer School, you must start from the beginning of the school establishment.

One of the purposes of the old marshal's establishment of this military academy was to bridge the rifts between the franchises of the alliance, especially the differences between the armies of the republics.
Chapter completed!