Iron Powder and Spellcaster

The roof of the Army Ministry of the Republic of the United Provinces was almost blown off by the sound. The consul of Plato in Guitu City had just left after making a big fuss, and Veneta's chief adviser in the United Provinces came to the door angrily.

The actions of the federal provincial military were stealthy, rapid and efficient, without any warning.

When the Veneta officials stationed in the United Provinces learned that all the Veneta trainee officers awaiting commissioning in the military academy were missing, it was already three days after Winters and the others were taken away.

"[Vineta swears]! What are you going to do! What are you trying to do!" Domenico Royer, Veneta's chief adviser to the United Provinces, slapped the table and cursed, causing the person in charge of the Ministry of War's External Liaison Department to spit. William Barentsz had it all over his face.

In terms of military rank, Barentsz was still one level higher than Royer, but now he was in charge of the federal province. Barentsz could only comfort Royer with a smile: "Be patient, please listen to my explanation. I promise you Lieutenant Colonel Royer." , our Army Ministry is really completely unaware of this matter..."

Royer punched the desk and cracked it: "How dare you say that you didn't know about it? All the big and small things in Guitu City are under the nose of your Army Ministry, how dare you say that you didn't know about it?!"

"I really didn't know anything about it!" Barentsz said sincerely. "The Military Command handled this matter single-handedly, and the Ministry of War was also kept in the dark. No news came out beforehand, and we just learned about it. "

The separation of military affairs and military orders in the United Provinces Republic has been a chronic problem since the beginning of independence. The Veneta military has only one "royal palace", while the United Provinces military has a "provincial headquarters".

Other republics clearly see the hidden dangers of the United Provinces and learn from them. Veneta, in particular, was afraid of becoming second in the federation, and used a large number of bills to severely limit the power of military personnel.

But Barentsz’s rhetoric could not fool Domenico Royer.

"You fart!" Royer became even more furious: "You can't control the Military Command Department, but when will the Military Command Department reach out to your Army Ministry?! When did the military academy enter the military order system?! You dare to say that the military academy will not return? Does your military and political system manage this?!”

"Yes, the jurisdiction of the military academy belongs to the military and political system." Barents said helplessly: "But the jurisdiction of the Army Officer Academy is in the hands of the 'Alliance Army Headquarters'!"

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The carriage drove on the solid road paved with stones, the wheels bumped and bumped slightly.

Winters was sleeping with his eyes closed.

The scratches on the wooden planks meant that everyone had spent sixteen days in the carriage, during which time Warrant Officers Veneta could only eat hard bread and drink water that had begun to stink.

The large wooden barrel filled with excrement was placed in the corner of the carriage. It was a miracle that it was not knocked over along the way.

However, the wooden barrel still inevitably emitted a stench, which mixed with the odor of sweat in the poorly ventilated carriage and was difficult to dissipate for a long time.

Everyone in Veneta was numb, and they couldn't figure out whether the smell was worse on themselves or in the barrel.

If it weren't for the fact that the bodies of military cadets are generally stronger than ordinary people, this long and painful "journey" would be enough to knock most of them down.

Everyone was tortured so much that on the first day the Veneta youths were still cursing. From the sixth day onwards, everyone lost the strength to speak.

There were six people in the carriage where Winters was, and only Andrea Cellini had the energy to speak. Andre persistently tried to sharpen the edge of the iron spoon on the iron plate. After a few sharpenings, he cursed hoarsely.

When they were locked in the car, federal provincial soldiers searched everyone's weapons, but Andre smuggled a spoon with him.

"Okay." Andre tested the sharp edge of the spoon with his finger with satisfaction: "It's enough."

"Show me?" Winters opened his eyes.

"Here." Andre handed the spoon to Winters.

Winters tried it on his face and said with a smile: "It's hard to shave with this thing, so don't think about other uses."

"That's enough." Andre also chuckled: "They can't keep us locked up forever... Huh, as soon as the car door opens, I'll get out and kill those mud-bastards!"

Another voice came from the darkness: "Okay, the Japanese guy left me, I have to pluck out his beard."

Everyone in Venetta didn't know the name of the mustache, so they gave him the nickname "Goat Guy" based on the characteristics of the beard. They cursed him and the nickname evolved into "Goat Guy".

Everyone was having fun, and there was a burst of deep laughter in the carriage.

However, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the carriage suddenly became quiet.

Winters listened carefully, and the horses seemed to be changing again outside the carriage.

Since the start of the journey, the carriage has been running day and night, changing horses but not cars along the way. The only possibility to achieve this level is to use the station system.

If the post system is used, it means that the escort is not the random act of an individual, but has at least a certain degree of official support.

Every time they think of this, everyone in the carriage becomes more and more worried.

This time the replacement of horses took an unexpectedly long time, and the warrant officers only felt that the outside had become quiet. Locked in the carriage, they did not know the time and could only observe the height of the sun through the iron window on the roof of the carriage.

After a long time, the carriage did not start again.

"Didn't they abandon us in some wilderness?" Andre was suddenly startled. He slapped the car hard: "Where are the people? Let us out! Do you hear us! Let us out!"

Mustache's beaten face did not appear at the bars, but Winters heard other sounds: the familiar shouts of his classmates, and the same sound of slapping the carriage.

Veneta people in other cars heard Andre's shouts and responded in the same way.

Although they couldn't see each other, the warrant officers used this method to determine that there were four carriages in total. All the twenty-seven warrant officers who returned to Guitu City from Veneta to attend the investiture ceremony were there - even Bader, a native of the United Provinces. Also there.

But other than that, the warrant officers received no response.

The sun outside the iron window set once and rose again, leaving only Winters still tapping the car with a spoon.

Just when Winters, who was already dehydrated, was about to give up, there were footsteps outside the car.

The iron locks were smashed open, the car doors were smashed, and the dazzling light made the warrant officers who were accustomed to darkness subconsciously cover their eyes.

Winters, who couldn't see clearly for a moment, tightly grasped the arm of the person who came to rescue him and asked eagerly: "Where are we now?"

"Where is it?" The person who was asked was very confused: "Where else can it be? Of course it is in the Castle of Kings."

[Note: Hetumoger, the capital of the Republic of Plato, was named after the legend that seven kings swore an oath here in ancient times]

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In a sense, Marshal Ned Smith's last wish came true the moment Winters was locked in the carriage.

But in an unexpected way, and for a purpose completely opposite to Marshal Ned's original intention.

When Winters learned that he was in the Castle of Kings, the news that Veneta graduates were sent to the Republic of Plato also spread back to Hailan.

This move by the federal provincial military was absurd, funny, inexplicable, and even... childish.

Why do they do this? This is a question that lingers in the minds of all Veneta military and political personnel.

Why do they do this? This was the rage that surged in the hearts of all Venetans who learned of this.

But things have happened, and the problem must be solved first.

"This matter is really a bit complicated." Colonel Andro said while smoking a cigarette: "It's not easy to solve."

The throne room of the Veneta Army Headquarters was filled with smoke. It was here that the war plan for Tanilia was decided a year ago.

A year later, the top brass of the Veneta Army gathered here again. But they were discussing the careers of a group of second lieutenants, which made the officers present feel a sense of black humor.

"What's so difficult about this?" Another officer in the conference room was puzzled: "They send people to Plato, can't we just bring them back?"

Colonel Andro glanced at the questioner and said impatiently: "They were not sent to Plato, they were 'assigned' to Plato, do you understand? Assignment! All the military status was followed! Those who graduated this year The children are now official officers belonging to the Republic of Plato!"

"Ah? Why are we Veneta people assigned to the plateau?" The questioner was shocked.

Andro sighed and had to explain the reason carefully.

Why did the Army Academy assign the Veneta people to the plateau?

From a procedural point of view, the Army Officers Academy really has the right to assign Veneta graduates to the Republic of Plato.

Because the military status of the cadets of the Army Officer Academy is not in the republics, but in the Senas Alliance.

In the case of Winters, he was still a private citizen while attending Army Infant School and Army Preparatory School. It was not until he was admitted to the Army Academy that he began to have military status and became a real soldier, with the rank of private.

Therefore, although Winters was born in Veneta, his military status was not in the Republic of Veneta when he attended the military academy. At the Army Officer Academy, his files were also kept by the Military Academy Archives Office.

The Army Officers Academy is again affiliated with the Alliance Army Headquarters...

In other words, military cadets are not "soldiers of the republics" but "soldiers of the Union."

The Union Army has absolute and complete personnel authority over cadets until they are assigned to the republics.

The problem arises in this "distribution".

"Wherever you come from, you go back again." This is a rule that has been implemented for nearly 30 years since the founding of the school by Marshal Ned, and has never gone wrong.

The students from Veneta returned to Veneta, while the students from the United Provinces stayed in the United Provinces. We all had clear distinctions, and the water in the well did not conflict with the water in the river.

But the problem is that Marshal Ned also retained the clause in the school charter that "when conditions permit, the destination of graduating students should not be reasonably allocated based on their place of origin."

Ned Smith had good intentions and hoped to heal the rift between the republics.

But what does "when conditions permit" mean? What is "reasonable distribution"?

No explanation.

There is no explanation...the person holding the school seal can explain it however he wants.

That is to say, although this power has never been used, in fact, the Union Army Committee can allocate military school graduates how it wants to allocate military school graduates.

When Winters and others were "reasonably assigned" to the Republic of Plato, they legally became army soldiers affiliated with Plato.

"[Expletive]! Isn't the Alliance Army Council just a layer of skin covered by the Union Provincial Army?" After hearing Andro's explanation, the Veneta generals and colonels present at the meeting were dumbfounded: "Why...why?"

All the generals in the conference room were from the Army Academy, but they had never heard of such a skill.

"Yes, the alliance institutions are puppets of the federal provinces. But from a procedural point of view, the Alliance Army Committee has complete and absolute personnel allocation rights for military cadets. That's it, we were tricked by the federal provinces." Andro The colonel was also quite depressed.

"Are the people of the United Provinces out of their minds? Why are you doing such a disgusting thing? If you send more than twenty second lieutenants to Plato, we won't be able to fight? Isn't this just disgusting?" The person in charge of the military police Colonel Boyne was furious.

Many officers also started to curse, and the conference room was noisy.

"Have you ever seen a man and woman in love?" Admiral Zio, who had not spoken for a long time, finally spoke.

The throne room suddenly fell silent, and the sudden mention of men and women left everyone else confused.

Zio said calmly: "If a man and a woman love each other, they are willing to go through fire and water. But if they turn against each other again, they will use all means to hurt each other. I see, we and the people in the United Provinces are like men and women. When we love, we love to death, and now If we break up, our relationship will naturally become more and more ugly."

These words seemed like a joke, but not like a joke. The others here chewed on these words and wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Before, the Running River Legion crossed the boundary river and burned two of our beacon towers. What's the point? And this time, is there any point in sending the children to the plateau?" Zio stood up and looked at his subordinates. He said coldly: "It's all meaningless, but these actions themselves are of great significance. The people of the United Provinces are nothing more than provoking, using all the methods they can think of to provoke us. Big actions and small actions, the purpose is the same. For us, the core There is only one question. If the United Provinces go to war with us, can we win now?"

The officers present were silent because the answer was obvious.

Seeing that his subordinates did not speak, Zio sat down again and said calmly: "Then you can only endure it. This is not the end, this is not even the beginning of the end, this is just the end of the beginning. Look, there will be more in the future. There will be more movement...but for now we just have to endure."

"What will happen to the children this time? Can we just throw them on the plateau?" Major General Pegorotti couldn't help but ask.

"If they can send people there, we can bring them back. Just send someone to pick up this newly promoted second lieutenant." Colonel Bowen spread his hands and his attitude was quite optimistic.

"Military status can be transferred, but they are now members of the Republic of Plato, so they must nod over there." Colonel Andro still looked very worried.

Bone said matter-of-factly: "Then ask them to agree. Isn't it reasonable for the Veneta people to return to Veneta?"

"I'm afraid the plateau people won't agree easily this time." Andro sighed.

"Why."

"Because the children of their generation were sent overseas."

It can be regarded as a small foreshadowing... When the distribution model was explained at the beginning, Winters and the others were already destined to be sent to Plato.

Package distribution also means "you have to go wherever you are told to go."

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