My Italy

The use of electricity has indeed affected the lives of a large number of people. Of course, there are also a large number of people who have not been able to enjoy the attraction brought by electricity.

But regardless of whether it was affected or not, Italy has entered the electric age. Although it is weak, it is indestructible and growing rapidly.

But for Cosentz, he didn't know about these electricity or anything, because he was bothered by his own team and had no intention of paying attention to other things.

Standing on the beach, he felt a little sad looking at his camp in front of him, because half of the people in his camp couldn't swim.

It's a bit too much to be a member of the Navy who can't swim.

But considering that these recruits basically come from inland areas, it can be reasonably explained.

Of course, whether this involves a dispute between the navy and the army, and whether the army deliberately sets a trap, this is not what he, a small major battalion commander, can care about. What he needs to care more about is training his own soldiers. No matter how you say it, you can't be worse than your old army. That's not to be ridiculed.

Well, one more thing, Cosentz got a promotion, he was promoted from the rank of captain to major. After the Abyssinian War, he was promoted to major for meritorious service and also became deputy battalion commander. Later, he and a large number of his colleagues were transferred out of the Guards, became a member of the navy wearing dark blue uniforms, and became a battalion commander in the Marine Corps.

When he took office as the battalion commander, he had nothing except subordinate officers who were also transferred from the Guards. But they were not kept waiting any longer. Hundreds of new recruits were later sent from above, which finally freed him from the embarrassment of having only officers and no soldiers.

However, since they are new recruits, they need to be trained well, so Cosenz led his officers to teach these new recruits a lesson and let them know what military camp life is, which also made him feared by the soldiers.

Yes, it's fear.

Because in this era, no one talks about the equality of officers and soldiers. The armies of all countries are similar, and it is normal for officers to have preferential treatment than soldiers. No one dares to object to this, everyone has come this way. If you are dissatisfied, just shut up and work hard to become an officer. Only then will you be qualified to speak.

"You rookies, listen to me. Now I want you to go into the sea and swim. I have taught them how to swim before. If you can't, just drown in the sea. Our navy does not need soldiers who can't swim. , because this will be laughed at. And I am not a patient person, you should know this. Now I order, get out of the sea immediately."

Following Cosenz's order, hundreds of soldiers were joined by officers and driven toward the sea. Of course, various ridiculous things happened during this process. Some soldiers tried to stand in waist-deep water and stopped moving forward, but were kicked by an officer. I also tried to find a floating object to make myself safer when learning to swim, but the officer took it away.

Of course, as officers, they cannot just watch their soldiers in danger. There were more than a dozen small boats prepared on the beach, and they were already rowing out, ready to drag soldiers who had drank enough sea water onto the boats at any time.

As for Cosenz, how could someone who grew up by the sea in Palermo not know how to swim? After driving the soldiers into the sea, he also sat on a wooden boat and looked at the soldiers soaked in the sea water.

"You, don't lie on your teammates."

"And you, don't stand on the rocks on the bottom of the sea. You are motionless and only use your hands to pretend to paddle. I have already seen it."

As the soldiers who tried to get through were picked out by Cosentz one by one, the whole sea was filled with recruits paddling carelessly.

"Remember the key points I said, don't be confused, don't panic, calm down and feel the buoyancy, and use your limbs to master this balance. This is nothing at all."

Although Cosentz was by his side constantly explaining, there were still soldiers who could not control their inner fear and kept drinking the salty sea water. Of course, these soldiers who had drunk enough sea water were constantly picked up by wooden boats.

In just five minutes, nearly a hundred people were picked up by wooden boats. There are nearly a hundred people who seem to be unable to hold on for much longer. The wooden boats shuttled among the crowd, constantly sending these drunken soldiers ashore.

Of course, all the soldiers who came ashore, without exception, lay on the beach, trying to spit out the seawater they drank to relieve the pain they suffered, but it was not that easy.

Such a tragic image made Major Del, the deputy battalion commander beside him, unable to bear it. He couldn't help but speak. "Would this be too much for them? I think we should start with the simplest thing and not just drive them into the sea."

Major Del also came from the Guards, but not from the Third Regiment, which was mainly composed of the remnants of the Red Shirts, but from the First Regiment. The regiment was left in the country this time and did not participate in the Abyssinian War, so Major Del had a look of reluctance.

"This kind of difficulty is intolerable. It is not worthy of being a soldier of the 1st Battalion of the 2nd Regiment of the 1st Marine Brigade. I require that my battalion must be elite. If not, then train it to become an elite. If it cannot be compared with other battalions, How can you be called an elite if you go far enough in training?”

Well, Cosentz now has ambitions to make his battalion a benchmark. Of course, becoming a benchmark cannot be achieved verbally. He also needs to arrange the training plan reasonably and increase the daily training volume, because soldiers can only ensure familiarity with more training. Of course, Zhaocheng's physical exhaustion and mental dissatisfaction also required him to find a solution.

Fortunately, Cosentz also came from the soldier level. Although he was in the Red Shirt Army at the time, he still understood the thoughts of ordinary soldiers. He could adopt reasonable methods according to local conditions to reduce the soldiers' dissatisfaction. Of course, necessary rest is also needed. Let the soldiers' tense nerves rest and be beneficial to the next stage of training.

The swimming training ended after an hour. In the end, there were exhausted soldiers under the beach. Of course, there were also many soldiers with bloated stomachs, all of which were drunk.

Looking at the exhausted soldiers being drilled, Cosentz planned to let them go today.

"Okay, today's training is over, we will continue training tomorrow."

Cosentz's words caused a burst of cheers from the soldiers. Although they seemed weak, this could also show the soldiers' desire to rest more.

Of course, we can't practice swimming in tomorrow's training, because this time has deeply affected many people, and they need to slow down.

However, training the soldiers tomorrow will not be easy, because Cosentz has prepared surprises for them, hoping that they will not be frightened by then.