Chapter two hundred and ninetieth brain disability no lower limit
Chapter 290 There is no lower limit for brain damage
Captain Durrioro did not lie to Claude. On the third day after Claude wrote the letter and gave it to Michael, he asked him to take the big man Germi to the royal capital and hand the letter to Madam Maria.
, an investigation team from the frontline headquarters arrived at Squirrel Village. They were nominally here to investigate the battles fought by the 1st Ranger Battalion while they were guarding Count Crelaus's castle, and to verify the reported military exploits. In fact, they were here to find trouble.
"Hello, Captain Claude, I am Lieutenant Colonel Vaori, from the Military Legal Affairs Department of the Frontline Command." A smiling, fat middle-aged officer greeted Claude in a friendly manner.
"Salute to you!" Claude stood at attention and saluted the chubby lieutenant colonel.
"No need to be polite." Lieutenant Colonel Vaori raised his hand casually as a salute: "Let me introduce, this is Captain Darrick, this is Lieutenant Siddes, and this is Harry.
Lieutenant Chick, they are all staff officers from the frontline headquarters, and they have come to verify the military exploits of your 1st Battalion of Rangers in holding Count Crelaus's castle."
Claude glanced at the three lieutenant-level officers and nodded slightly.
"Claude, as a soldier, why don't you salute us!" The slender Captain Dalek was obviously angry and opened his mouth to reprimand Claude.
This man is mentally ill... Claude ignored him. He had never heard of a superior officer saluting a subordinate officer first.
Claude glanced at his captain's epaulettes, then squinted at his own. The meaning was clear. We are of the same rank. Don't act like a superior in front of me. I don't need to salute you first.
It's a pity that Captain Dalek didn't know who he was, and he became more and more angry: "Captain Claude, although we are at the same level, I am from the frontline headquarters and the superior of your ranger battalion. According to military regulations, you
A subordinate must first salute me!"
The stern Captain Dalek took a step forward to put pressure on Claude, and the two lieutenants next to him also advanced and retreated with him, staring closely at Claude, waiting for Claude to attack them.
Salute.
Claude still ignored them, his face was expressionless, and he just reached out and tapped his chest. At this time, three lieutenant-level officers from the frontline headquarters discovered that Claude was wearing the knighthood medal he had won on his chest.
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"Uh..." Captain Dalek and the three of them had no choice but to stand at attention and salute to Claude first. There was no other way. Although Claude was at the same level as them, he had a knighthood medal and was firmly in control.
They were on one side. When Major Skerry had not yet been promoted to the rank of captain, even though he served as the commander of the 1st Ranger Battalion, he had to salute Claude every time he saw him.
Claude raised his hand casually and returned the salute. Captain Dalek and the other three could only suppress their anger. Next to them, Lieutenant Colonel Valori came up to smooth things over: "Gentlemen, we have to get down to business first.
.Captain Durrioro has given up his office, let’s go over there.”
This posture is very much like an interrogation. Lieutenant Colonel Vaori is sitting on the left, with one person at a table. Captain Dalek and three other people are sitting on the right, with three tables lined up. Their faces are all serious.
His face was gloomy and his eyes were downcast, creating a scene of interrogating a prisoner.
Claude sat on a chair in the middle. There was no table in front of him. Behind him, there were two recorders. Captain Durrioro was also present. He was a witness and also needed to sign the inquiry record.
His name indicates that there are no irregularities in this investigation.
"Let's get started." Lieutenant Colonel Vaoli stretched out a finger and knocked on the table, signaling everyone present to focus their attention: "Captain Claude, please review the 1st Ranger Battalion's defense of Count Crelaus Castle.
Tell us everything you know and experience about the battles that took place during this period. Please note that we will verify what you said with what other officers and soldiers of the 1st Ranger Battalion described. Therefore, we
I hope you can objectively and correctly describe the entire war process and restore the true story."
There is no need to lie. Claude spent an hour and a half reviewing the offensive and defensive battles that took place in Count Crelaus's castle. He even reported the accurate number of soldiers killed and wounded in each of the four brigades.
Apart from his voice, the only sound left in the office was the rustling of pens across the paper in the hands of the two record-keepers...
After Claude finished speaking, the two recorders soon stopped writing and checked each other for any omissions. After confirming that there were no mistakes, they brought the record to Claude and asked him to write on it.
Signed, and asked Captain Durrioro to sign as a witness, then Captain Darik and the three others to sign, and finally it was Lieutenant Colonel Vaori's turn.
The next step is the investigation and questioning phase.
Lieutenant Colonel Vaoli held Claude's narrative record in his left hand, and tapped the table with his middle finger on his right hand, making a "tuk-tuk" sound: "Captain Claude, I admire your heroic fighting. They are a guerrilla battalion."
The sacrifices made will never be forgotten by the Kingdom. But are you sure that there are no omissions in your story? I personally feel very sorry. If your battalion commander, Major Scree, had not ordered an evacuation, I believe you would have been able to hold Crelaw.
The castle of Earl S..."
This was the first pit, Claude was sure. He just shook his head indifferently: "It's impossible to defend it. If there is no ammunition, we may be able to defend the castle with bayonets and hand-to-hand combat, no matter how heavy the sacrifice is. But no
We can't hold on to food and grass, and the soldiers can't fight the enemy hungry..."
"Can't hold on? Hungry? Haha..." The short lieutenant sitting on the left of Captain Darik sneered. What is this guy's name? Sidis or Ha Heke?
"Do you have any objections?" Claude gave the guy with the upturned nose a look of disdain. He didn't look too old, about the same as himself. Being a lieutenant at this age usually comes from a certain background. He must be
One of those noble officers.
"I have no objection." The guy with the upturned nose said: "Your personal file says that you graduated with the first grade in physical education in junior high school, so even if your grades in liberal arts are poor, you should still remember that in history class.
This is an article about the Seventeen Warriors of Mohu Ridge. Do you need me to review it for you? Seventeen kingdom warriors were trapped on the lonely peak of Mohu Ridge. They also had no food and only one pack horse. But they
He used this packhorse to hold his position for more than twenty days, vowing not to surrender until the kingdom's army launched a major counterattack and defeated the enemy.
There is also a lack of food, and the soldiers are hungry, but why can they persist? You, a battalion of soldiers, could not hold on and evacuated the castle without permission, leaving a large area of territory that already belonged to the kingdom to the enemy. Are you still considered soldiers of the kingdom?
?A group of cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death. They only have one pack horse, but you brought back more than thirty war horses before evacuating the castle. This proves that the lack of food you said is just an excuse, and you have no determination to hold on to the castle!
"
Claude stared dumbfounded at this guy who looked confident and thought he had caught the first battalion of Rangers. How did such a brainless person become a soldier and be promoted to a lieutenant? Does he have any military knowledge? There is something about the Demon Tiger in the history books.
The article on the Seventeenth Warriors of Ling has actually done a lot of cover-up and beautification. In fact, it was a squadron led by an aristocratic officer with a short-circuited brain. It lost the direction of the attack and wandered to the enemy's position. As a result, it was besieged by the enemy in the Demon Tiger.
On a solitary peak on the ridge.
Fortunately, there was a spring on the mountain peak, otherwise they would not have been able to endure it. Moreover, the terrain was so dangerous that the enemy did not need to spend much effort to deal with them, but just trapped them on top. Seventeen people killed the only pack horse.
After more than twenty days of eating horse meat and boiled horse skin, they finally waited for the counterattack of the large army, and then went down the mountain to join the large army. For the purpose of publicity, their deeds were taken out to boost morale and included in the history books.
Become a legend in the kingdom...
How many people are there in the so-called Seventeen Warriors? And there are seven to eight hundred people in the first battalion of rangers together with the wounded. How much meat can one person get if they kill thirty war horses? You can survive in the castle with this little horse meat.
It has been more than a month. Are you sure this guy is not mentally retarded? His head was caught in the door. No normal person with military education would put forward such a view. Is this guy with a proud look sure to be from a young aristocratic military academy?
?Could it be that the young aristocratic military academy cultivated such idiots?
Claude could only look at this guy with an upturned nose with caring eyes. Perhaps the pity in his eyes was too obvious, so that the mentally retarded guy stood up and pointed at Claude and shouted: "
What's that look in your eyes? Am I wrong? You have no determination to serve the kingdom with all your loyalty, so you find excuses to run away when you encounter any difficulties. You also brag about destroying the enemy's three siege towers and killing them.
How many enemies. I suspect that you are all making up lies to cover up your guilt of abandoning your castle and losing your country!"
"If you think so, then why are you investigating? Why don't you report the conclusion you have in your mind? It would save both you and me trouble." Claude replied coldly.
"Uh..." This brainless guy has nothing to say. He doesn't dare to report his own conclusions. There is only one result. He will either be expelled from the army or have to accept the most severe punishment. The plot
In serious cases, you may even be shot. The verification of military exploits in the Kingdom's army is the most serious and thorough. No one dares to embezzle the military exploits of others, especially the military exploits of an independent combat unit.
When the Ranger Camp was newly built, Lieutenant Colonel Rosler, who didn't like Claude, didn't dare to destroy Claude's military exploits. He could only distribute Claude's military exploits among the soldiers who were attacking in the same team to suppress it.
Claude went one step further.
"Let's go back to the original topic." The horse-faced lieutenant with glasses on Captain Dalek's right came out to help the brain-dead guy: "Your Ranger Battalion has been saying that there is a lack of food and grass, so you have no choice but to evacuate Count Crelaus Castle.
, but I have calculated that you are not short of food. If you can save some, you can even use it until May..."
"Huh?" This point of view was new, and Claude made a gesture of asking for a performance, ready to listen to the lieutenant officer's eloquent remarks.
"At the end of October, you still had enough food and grass stored in the castle to last for three months, right?" asked the horse-faced officer wearing glasses.
"Yes," Claude replied. There was nothing to deny this. The accurate quantity was clearly recorded on the food reserve bill of the Battalion Logistics Office.
"Then the enemy came and besieged the castle. You held on until February and ran out of food and ammunition. As a last resort, your battalion commander, Major Skerry, ordered the castle to be evacuated, right?"
"Yes." Claude confirmed again.
"That's the problem!" The horse-faced officer wearing glasses slapped the table, stood up and shouted: "Since you found that the enemy has besieged the castle, why didn't you save food early and be prepared to hold on to the castle for a long time? Why do you need enough food?
Providing three meals to the soldiers? If calculated based on two bowls of porridge and two slices of black bread per person per day, then the three months of food and grass you originally stored are enough for you to hold on until May! This is obviously because you are afraid, so you waste food.
Not only are three meals provided, but also midnight snacks are provided. Once the food and grass are used up, you will have an excuse to evacuate, right?"
"Pah!" Claude first raised his chin, but he opened it so wide that it fell off. The one who used the article in the history book as an example just now thought he was very stupid, but he didn't expect that there is another one here who has no lower limit.
Claude thought there was something wrong with his ears. He turned around to look at Captain Durrioro, only to see him covering his face and lowering his head. Even the two recorders had their shoulders hunched over and were trembling.
I don’t know if they were snickering, but it was obvious that both of them were shocked by the eloquent words of the horse-faced lieutenant wearing glasses.
Claude looked at the horse-faced lieutenant wearing glasses suspiciously, with a look of admiration on his face: "May I ask your surname?"
The horse-faced lieutenant wearing glasses replied with a proud face: "I am Lieutenant Halicchik Rowe Wardoni. Claude, since your conspiracy has been seen through by me, please take care of everything."
Tell me everything..."
"Are you sure you are not here to make a joke? A soldier has two bowls of porridge and two slices of black bread a day. Are you sure this food is enough to support a soldier in combat? How did you come to this conclusion?" Claude really
I was a little annoyed. This was just a lot of trouble. What did they think of the soldiers?
"Why can't you support it? As long as the soldiers of the First Ranger Battalion serve the kingdom wholeheartedly, this food is enough to meet one person's needs for a day. Now the refugees from the Principality of Limodra only have this much food for one person per day.
, they are still rushing to do things for us..."
"Get the hell out of here, do you regard our soldiers as refugees?" Claude couldn't help but yell. It's unreasonable. This bastard is not afraid of being shot on the front line. Oh, by the way, they are staying at the front line headquarters anyway.
Here, we don’t have to go to the front line, so we don’t have this worry.
"Captain Claude, please be respectful. Lieutenant Halicik has been in charge of refugee relief in the Principality of Rimodra and has done his best. I believe that the data he came up with is not a big mistake. Although the Ranger
The soldiers in the battalion are not refugees, but if you compare it from this aspect, you are indeed suspected of wasting the food reserves!" Captain Dalek in the middle stood up and confronted Claude tit for tat.
I was supposed to post two chapters on Friday, but I postponed it because of many things at home. Fortunately, I finally made up for it this time.