After Mr. Bryant finished speaking, he spread out a huge leather map on the table. On it was a map of the solar storm town planned by Mr. Bryant after a comprehensive observation on a harpy eagle in the past few days.
According to the standards of military maps, the topography and details of Solar Storm Town and the surrounding area of 100 kilometers are marked in detail. Professionals are professionals, and the map in this chapter is much more detailed than the temporary drawings before.
Everyone gathered around the map and observed it carefully, and then began to discuss it quietly with each other. Even Bull and Prabhu Pabu came together to watch the fun, but Pabu Pabu really couldn't understand it, so in the end he just
Neng retreated behind Bull dejectedly, and then saw Bull's scabbard swinging around as Bull was discussing in a low voice with others. Prabhu's head also began to shake left and right in response to the scabbard's comment, and finally pounced on him and took a bite.
He held the knife in its scabbard and was pushed away by Bull, forcing him to get under the table and lie down.
Mr. Bryant actually has an idea of the territory's defense system already, but as a former strategic and tactical genius, he knows that no matter how thorough a person's thinking is, there will always be loopholes, but the wisdom of a group of people can make up for each other's shortcomings.
For the sake of truth, he did not participate in the discussion, but walked to Adrian's side. He had more important things to discuss with Adrian:
"Lord, as the military staff officer in the territory, I think that my strength alone is too weak, and my current position does not match my value. I think my performance in the last war has been
I have accumulated enough merit to be promoted. I don’t ask you to improve my material treatment, but I hope you can determine my contribution. Of course, I will not ask for the right to command any soldier. I just want to serve as the sun.
As for the position of Chief of Military Staff of the Storm Territory, I also want to recruit some staff officers to form a combat staff room."
This point actually coincides with Adrian's idea. How could Adrian not know that when everyone adds fuel, the flames will rise? Although at present, the work of all the military staff in the territory is Mr. Bryant alone.
People are competent enough, but the territory cannot always only have such a small-scale armed force, nor can it always fight only such small-scale and high-intensity wars. Even if the intensity is high, it is still a small-scale war. This is different from Ai
Derian's ambitions were inconsistent. In his vision, leaving aside his personal military power, the combat effectiveness of his attendants and vassals needed to reach at least the legion level.
It is a legion level like the Green Tower Legion, not a legion level like the local security garrison. When Adrian also entrusts a group of legion levels to come out, what kind of glory will it be? To achieve this goal, the armed forces
The number of people, equipment and personnel quality are hardware conditions, and a mature and talented staff team, the think tank and brains of this armed force, are also essential software conditions, so Adrian said:
"This is also my idea, Mr. Bryant, but I still think your ambition is too small. How can one operational staff room be enough? If you want to build one, just build a staff office in one step. The number of people in the early stage can be smaller.
It will be gradually replenished in the future, but the necessary organizational structure must not be missing, including combat staff, training staff, and intelligence staff. Well, first transfer Becky and her intelligence personnel to your staff. I think
, Mr. Bryant, you can't take them to die, can you? And if you have any personnel recommendations, you can start writing letters. The other people will serve as attendants when the next batch of freedmen are recruited.
Recruited together with the name of the vassal."
Mr. Bryant didn't know what he was feeling now. Even with his experience, he couldn't describe it accurately. To say he was moved, the young or even young lord in front of him did not give himself any right to command.
, you must know that he was a famous military genius in the past and was trained as a commander. If it weren't for that damn guy, he should be a senior decision-maker of a large army in the dynasty now.
But because he didn't trust himself, he handed over such an extremely important organization as the General Staff into his own hands, and even generously said that he could recommend talents, and it seemed that he would not be concerned about the proficiency of the talents he recommended.
There are no restrictions, but Mr. Bryant, who has experienced ups and downs, has actually realized that he is. As a genius, his IQ must be not low, and his military talents are definitely among the top in the dynasty.
A kind of thing, but there are also things that I am not good at, such as the relationship between humans and machines, otherwise I would not have been fooled back then.
But the chief of staff should be the chief of staff. Anyway, that’s all if he doesn’t hate it. So Mr. Bryant thought for a moment and said: “Lord, apart from the intelligence personnel, I think it is a reasonable suggestion to establish an intelligence department with a hundred people level now.
, in this way, although the staffing is overflow, all subordinate organizations can be fully established, and we also need a military answer. You can find some scribes to come over. I want to write everything I can say in my mind.
They all stay in this territory.”
Adrian stood up in surprise. He had no idea that Mr. Bryant would make such a decision. You must know that in Glenson Tower, knowledge is a kind of wealth. Mr. Bryant is indeed Adrian's now.
Attendant, but what he sold to Adrian was only his ability and labor. Adrian had no ownership rights to the knowledge in Mr. Bryant's mind. Adrian was a little moved and Mr. Bryant said: "You
It doesn’t have to be like this at all, Mr. Bryant, Mrs.…”
Before Adrian could finish his words of rejection, Edarian interrupted his persuasion. He glanced away, but the words he spoke were sincere and moving: "I have never flown in the clouds, everyone
Everyone told me that I would become a big shot, a rising star in the dynasty, and that I would overlook the world from a high place. But when I fell, those who once lifted me up became even more powerful than me.
When I was in high school, no one was willing to give me a gentle lift. They mocked me mercilessly, except Harper, so he became my friend, and as the only noble nobleman willing to take me in, well, these originally
The things I think are precious should be left here as gifts. Yes, they are gifts. I like it here, but I don’t know where the future will be. This is the only thing I can do for you and this territory I like.
Already."
Adrian was also a little moved. He walked forward and put a hand on Mr. Bryant's shoulder and solemnly promised: "Although I can't predict the future, Mr. Bryant, the only thing I can guarantee is
The most important thing is that the chief of staff of the Solar Storm Territory will always be you, if you choose."
"This is really sad. It seems that you are still not ready to give me the right to command soldiers..."