The signing of the Treaty of Trianon also represented the end of the war in Hungary. The Romanian army, which had made great military exploits and almost completely solved the Hungarian revolution, would of course have to withdraw into the country. So starting in June, the Romanian army began to
Returning. The new army organization that the general on Mount Pulie has always been obsessed with is also being slowly reformed.
In the northern suburbs of Galati, which has convenient transportation, there is an army base called Kelci. Since 1846, complete barracks and other military fortifications have been established. However, at the beginning, the Ottoman Empire served as a defense fulcrum against Russia.
Later, after the Tenth Turkish-Russian War, it was taken over by independent Romania and continued to serve as a strategic fulcrum for defense against Russia.
After Romania entered World War I, it was also used as a key point to defend against German flank attacks.
Now that the war is over, this place is more lively than before. A large number of soldiers and weapons are constantly being transported here, because this is the base of the newly formed 4th Division of the General Staff Headquarters.
As the only newly formed division-level unit going upstream in this extraordinary period of disarmament, the 4th Division has certainly attracted enough attention. As if it was afraid that it was not attractive enough, when the 4th Division was established, the General Staff Headquarters also drew attention from all aspects of the army.
A large number of officers were transferred from the army and had outstanding performance in actual combat tests. Sure enough, this immediately made the 4th Division eye-catching, and also attracted the jealousy of other troops.
Under this circumstance, Major Mizik appeared at the gate of the Keltz Army Base with his luggage and a transfer order from the General Staff.
"Major Mizik, why didn't you call in advance?"
An officer with the rank of lieutenant hurried out of the base and complained to him.
Regarding the lieutenant's complaint, Mizik patted the dust on his uniform and said calmly, "I want to take a walk alone."
Mizik knew that as a rule, school-level officers would arrange for someone to pick him up and drop him off when he reported in. However, he was promoted quickly and was not used to such an arrangement yet.
The lieutenant had no choice in the face of Mizik's maverick behavior. After all, others didn't like to be picked up and dropped off, so what could he do. If the guard hadn't informed him, he wouldn't have known that Major Mizik had arrived in Galati.
"As you wish, Major. My name is Jimmy. I am in charge of personnel reception at the division headquarters. If you have any needs, you can contact me."
Although Mizik's arrival was somewhat unexpected, the lieutenant introduced himself first.
Faced with Jimmy's kindness, Mizik certainly would not refuse him thousands of miles away.
"Hello, Lieutenant Jimmy."
"Hello, Major Mizik."
jimmy
"Major, I will take you to the division headquarters to settle in first. Major General Sarda may summon you next."
"It's time to work."
After a conversation, Jimmy took Mizik and walked towards the division headquarters.
"Major, this is the headquarters of the Third Regiment. Currently, many of their personnel and equipment are not fully equipped, so you feel like a reinforced battalion."
"This is a reconnaissance battalion. In order to improve their mobility, that's why there are so many vehicles."
Along the way, Jimmy explained the situation in the base to Mizik.
When he walked to a three-story building, Jimmy pointed here and said to Mizk: "This is the division headquarters. There is a red brick building behind it, which is the officer's residence. If you have not been assigned to
Which troop can stay there temporarily?"
Jimmy took him into the building, pointed to a room with a lounge sign, and said: "You can take a rest here first, and I will report first."
"OK."
Mizik walked into the lounge with his own salute in hand. There were several officers in the lounge, and they all nodded when they saw Mizik walking in.
At this time, an officer with the rank of lieutenant colonel on his shoulder stood up and walked towards Mizik.
"Hello, my name is Cliff, from the 8th Division."
Facing Lieutenant Colonel Cliff's self-introduction, Mizik held his outstretched hand and introduced himself.
"Hello, my name is Mizik and I am from the 19th Division."
Mizik's introduction caused a response from an officer with the rank of major next to him. "I know you, Major Mizik. You fought very well in Petroshani and Deva, and you deserve to be promoted the fastest." The 15th class of military academy students have become majors in less than five years."
The officer's words surprised Mizik. When did he become so famous?
Seeing Mizik who was a little confused, the major took the initiative to introduce: "Hello, Mizik. My name is Dalton, and Kirsty is my cousin."
Major Dalton's words suddenly opened up Mizik's memory and recalled his previous military school life. So he asked Major Dalton about the status of his classmates.
"Since being assigned to the army, I have been busy with military affairs and haven't contacted my former classmates for a long time. Which army is Kirsty currently in?"
"He retired?"
After hearing this shocking news, Mizik asked urgently: "How come you are retiring? I remember Kirsty said that he planned to work in the army until retirement."
Dalton shrugged, shook his head and replied: "Yes, that's what he planned to do, but it's a pity that this war cost him a leg. He couldn't stay in the army and had to retire."
Dalton's words made Mizk a little sad. It is true that in the military academy, everyone is high-spirited and thinking about the future. But after all, being a soldier is a very dangerous profession, and anyone may fall asleep on the battlefield.
I have also seen many officers who are better than myself sleeping on the battlefield. Speaking of which, Kirsty is lucky to be able to save his life and continue to live. And it is absolutely possible for someone like me to be able to be promoted without suffering any injuries. It's said that luck is surprisingly good. Yes, on the battlefield where bullets are flying everywhere, I am really lucky to walk down with my hands and feet.
However, he still expressed his feelings about Kirsty's retirement. "This is really bad news."
Facing Mizik's words, Dalton waved his hand and said: "It's nothing bad. As a soldier, it's an honor to dedicate yourself to the country. This can only be regarded as a bit of bad luck."
Dalton's words immediately aroused everyone's sympathy. They are all people who have been on the battlefield. Everyone knows that luck, an intangible and invisible thing, is very magical. There may be heavy casualties around you, but you will be unscathed. It is also possible Everyone is fine, but they themselves suffer.
Just as everyone became interested in chatting, the door to the lounge was opened. When everyone saw it, it was Lieutenant Jimmy who came in.
As soon as he came in, he said to Mizik: "Major Mizik, the division commander happens to have time now, so go and report to him first."
"Okay, I'll be right over."
As soon as Mizik heard the division commander's summons, he immediately stood up among several officers.
"Sorry everyone, I'm going to see the teacher first."
"Go ahead, let's get together when we have time. Maybe we can work together in the future."
Mizik followed Jimmy out.
"Major Mizik, you are lucky. The division commander happened to be free. After hearing your report, he wanted to see you."
They walked all the way to the third floor. When they reached the third room on the right, Jimmy stopped and knocked gently on the door.
"Come in."
At this time, a somewhat majestic voice came from inside.
Jimmy opened the door and announced: "Commander, Major Mizik is here."
"Let him in."
Under Jimmy's guidance, Mizik walked into the office of the division commander, Major General Sarda.
"You sit down for a moment, I still have some work to do."
Major General Sarda did not wait for Mizik to speak, raised his head and gave him instructions, then lowered his head to process the documents on his desk.
After hearing this, Mizik found a stool against the wall and sat down quietly. For a while, the only sound left in the office was the sound of Major General Sarda writing.
Mizik was bored and began to look at the office with his peripheral vision. The most conspicuous thing in the room was the tall bookcase, which contained many military books. In some convenient locations, many documents were also placed. above.
In addition, there is the desk where the major general can work. In addition to the desk lamp and two telephones, there are still many documents placed on it, and its height is almost overshadowing the major general's figure. There is a round mahogany clothes hanger in the corner. There are also military uniforms with shining general flowers hanging on them. Except for the wall clock on the wall, there are no other unnecessary items in the office.
After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Major General Sarda finally raised his head. He stretched his sore neck first, and then said to Mizik: "The unit has only been established not long ago, and there are many things to do."
As a division commander, he explained the reason to himself, how could Mizk dare to win.
"It's okay, sir, you need to deal with a lot of things. I'm not in a hurry and can wait."
Major General Sarda waved to him. "Okay, don't be restrained. I'm calling you here this time mainly because I want to ask you about the few small-scale raids you fought. I've seen it from the battle report, but I want to hear about it. The person involved said it himself. Can you introduce it to me?"
"no problem."
Mizik organized his language and began to tell the division commander about the raid in Petroshani where he worked as an assistant for Varisi, as well as the subsequent more outstanding battles in Deva and later.
In order to save the Major General's time, Mizik always spoke in brief terms. Unless Major General Sarda asked about a certain process, he would describe it in detail.
This unique report continued for nearly an hour as Mizik explained. After he finished speaking, Major General Sarda asked: "Major, do you know about the German Stormtroopers?"
"I've heard of it. It's said that it organizes troops at the battalion and company level to carry out small raids. The effect was good in this war. However, I have never encountered it, so I don't know much about its combat methods."
After listening to Mizik's words, Major General Sarda nodded and approved what he said. He thought for a while, then picked up a piece of information from his desk and handed it to Mizik. "This is information about the Stormtroopers. They are all obtained from the German military. Take them and look at them, and then write down your experience."
After hearing what Major General Sarda said, Mizik took the information with some excitement. This was not just a piece of information, but a piece of trust. Mizik had some guesses about Major General Sarda's thoughts. But this will take time to determine.
Sure enough, what he said next made his guess even higher.
"I don't plan to assign you to the army at the moment. I will make arrangements after you read these materials and write down your thoughts."
After hearing Major General Sarda's words, Mizik immediately stood up. "Yes, Sir. I will come up with an experience that will satisfy you."
"Go ahead."
Mizik walked out of the office, knowing that an opportunity was right in front of him, and whether he could seize it or not depended on his ability.
Next, you need to check with peace of mind the information written in blood by the German soldiers. (To be continued)
