Early the next morning, Sodavar and Nisidel were awakened by the harsh ringing of the bell. They got up quickly, washed up and went to the playground. This was what the foreman had told them yesterday. They saw people standing everywhere on the huge playground.
, there was a row of strong men in white shirts standing next to the high platform in the playground, and two young people hurried over.
At this time, a tall and strong man with a large iron trumpet walked up to the high platform and shouted, "Everyone be quiet." The crowd immediately fell silent and looked at the people on the high platform. The strong man looked at the crowd below and introduced himself. "I
My name is Varisi, and I will be your chief instructor in the next two months. I hope you won’t miss me in the future.” After saying this, the strong man named Varisi looked at the crowd in the audience like a beast.
The fierce evil man's eyes swept across the crowd, and no one dared to look at him and all lowered their heads.
Wallisi was very satisfied with the effect and shouted to the crowd. "All of you must learn discipline before becoming workers. This is the meaning of our existence. I will change your laziness. If you can't change me
I'll be happy to help, but you won't like it." After saying this, Varisi led his men and began to train these workers.
During the lunch break, everyone had sore backs and legs after participating in the training. Sodaval and Nisidel also looked exhausted and found a shade to sit down and rest. "The one named Varisi looked better than the one from Baron Mondrieva's house."
Mordo is strong." Nisidel said to Sodavar. The Mordo they called was Baron Mondeva's number one thug. It is usually not obvious that when Baron Mondeva defaulted on his debts and rent, Mordo
It will make the defaulter regret it for the rest of his life, and he will be a famous figure in their local area.
"Does the Mordo you are talking about have a scar on his forehead?" A voice sounded behind Sodavar and the others. "Yes, how do you know?" Nisidel blurted out before turning around. "That's because of his
Scar was caused by me failing the training." When the two young men saw Chief Instructor Varisi standing behind the tree, they were frightened and ran away. "A pair of interesting little guys." Varixi
Xi looked at the two young men running away.
While the two energetic young men were being drilled severely, the Chief of General Staff was also complaining to his friend Prossi. "Prossi, can't your school train more low-level officers? It's already hindering the reorganization work."
." The target of Puleshans complaint was sitting on a chair, stirring the coffee in his hand slowly, as if he was drinking coffee in a cafe.
Seeing the indifferent Pulosi in front of him, Pleshan suddenly lost his temper and knew his friend's character clearly. Pulosi is a person who can do just the right thing as long as you don't make excessive demands.
No more, no less. Every time I see him doing things in such a slow and leisurely manner, Pleshan always wonders how he became friends with him.
If the outside staff saw this scene, they would think that the Chief of General Staff had been replaced. Who in the army does not know the reputation of General Pleshan? It was created by senior officers one by one. Now it is obvious that the second
With a high position in the army, Puliesan, who actually presided over the reorganization work, is now the number one boss in the army. He looks majestic wherever he goes. His demands must be implemented.
"Pullesan School can only train so many officers. Any more will lead to a decline in quality, which is not cost-effective. If there are insufficient places, we can ask the crown prince for more officers." Prosi complained after taking a sip of coffee. "These sycophants from the Logistics Department,
Even the coffee is best used by the Chief of General Staff, you should criticize them." Pleshan looked at his friend with a dumbfounded look. The majestic Chief of General Staff criticized the logistics department because of coffee, which would make people laugh out loud.
The Chief of General Staff knew about Prosi's hint. It was because his friend did not know the Crown Prince well enough, and he did not dare to spread rumors about the Crown Prince's character. This was unwise behavior. The shrewd Pleshan would not do such a thing.
Stupid thing.
"According to the current tactical requirements, the requirements for lower-level officers are getting higher and higher. In this regard, you need to rely on your school training and military drills to keep up with the times." Pulieshan talked about business to his friend.
"I know, but as you know in Pleshan, this kind of short-term training for officers will not be of much help in improving their technical and tactical levels. They are already used to doing things according to the original plan, and they will only follow the steps for new weapons and technologies. Okay.
It is said that most of the low-level officers are no longer up to date." Prossi commented on the training officers who were struggling under him.
"Prossi, your mouth is still so ruthless." Pleshan looked at his friend and continued. "I know that the current half-year training of low-level officers cannot change the shortcomings of poor skills and tactics. You also know a
Officers need to study in school for more than two years before they can play their role. Most of these trainings are now substitutes. It is best to take military courses from elementary school. Romania can't afford to wait now. It can be seen from the crown prince's reorganization of the army.
Come out." After Pulieshan explained, he also gave his friend a reminder. This actually violated Pulieshan's own principles, but no one could say anything about a small change to his best friend.
"Plesan, you need to increase funding for me, otherwise I cannot guarantee that the officers trained by the school can meet the needs of the army." Principal Prosi finally remembered his mission. For the current principal of the Bucharest Military Academy, funding is a matter of course.
thing.
"Okay, I will sign your application. Prosi, you eat and drink from me. I feel that you are my immediate boss." Plesan looked at his friend with a smile. "So you know me.
The biggest misfortune." Pulosi drank the coffee in his hand, stood up and handed the funding application document to Puleshan. The chief of general staff quickly wrote his name in the signature column and handed it to his friend. Prosi looked at it
Sign and put it away with satisfaction.
"I won't disturb you in Pleshan, goodbye." Prosi said, waving to his friend and walking towards the door. "Goodbye, my friend Prosi." The chief of general staff also responded and prepared for his own work.
Prosi walked to the door and suddenly turned around and said to his friend. "There are too many officers who have returned from German training in Pleshan, which needs attention." After saying that, he opened the door and left.
Plesan knew that with the presence of German officers and advisory groups, the voices favoring Germany in the army were getting louder and louder. This made him the source of uneasiness in his heart. He also knew about Germany's intention to pull Romania onto its tank.
Plesan himself also had plans in mind. In the future, these officers who stayed in Germany would be inspected, and those who had forgotten that they were Romanians would be sent to remote departments. Only those who thought about their motherland would be reused.
No one can control the path of his motherland, Puliesan swore secretly in his heart.
