306 – Training is like actual combat, actual combat is like training (5)
The 18th Division scouts were momentarily taken aback when they heard that they were friendly forces, but soon acted as they had learned in prior training.
“Daegu!”
The scouts asked Sergeant Pilsen a question in octopus, which consisted of an octopus, which is a question, and an answer, which is an answer, and the scouts aimed their weapons in the direction where the voice was heard.
The 7th Division Search Unit members moved behind them while Sergeant Pilsen was paying attention, and quickly subdued them.
The controllers stationed in both squads saw this and quietly said that the 7th Division had captured the soldiers of the 18th Division on the other side. Sergeant Pilsen approached the captured men and asked.
“What is your password? “Tell me what’s next for Daegu and I’ll let you go.”
“……I can’t tell you.”
If a soldier from an enemy country had been captured like this, he would have raised a sword and threatened his life, but since the controllers were watching, he could not torture a soldier from the same country he met in a mock battle.
Sergeant Pilsen illuminated his surroundings with a torch and took money out of his purse.
“If I’m being honest, I’ll give you 4 silver.”
“……It would be better to get eliminated.”
Because it was training, it was allowed to ask for information, but it was not allowed to use various body communication techniques that are useful for digging up information, so the sergeant sighed as if he had lost and eliminated them.
“From now on, we will go to the bottom of the hill where the lights are gathered, but don’t get too close. If you see a bunch of idiots wandering around holding a few torches while maintaining a reasonable distance, you naturally approach them and shout Daegu. “Before that, take off your military uniforms and change into the clothes worn by those who were eliminated.”
“…..? “Isn’t that against the rules?”
“If you have captured the enemy’s supplies, you can use them however you want. “The controller over there doesn’t say anything either.”
The soldiers quickly changed into enemy clothes and continued scouting the surrounding area.
Those who were eliminated obeyed the instructions and moved to the gathering place, and Sergeant Pilsen gave a hand signal and moved toward the bottom of the hill where many torches were visible.
It was a disaster in many ways to be caught by the enemy while making footsteps or lighting a torch on a quiet night, so it was a time when people kept their prayers as secret as possible and moved in secret.
“Three torches ahead.”
“Confirmed.”
Sergeant Pilsen asked this time, placing a plate on his face, barely able to hide the pounding of his heart thanks to his inner nervousness.
“Daegu.”
“Herring.”
Sergeant Pilsen and the soldiers of his search squad cheered in their hearts after securing the octopus and diaphragm of the secret code today, but even if they figured out the code code, there is still a lot of work to do when looking for it.
The search squad soldiers hid their excitement and acted as if they were hungry, but in fact, they were hungry because they had only eaten biscuits and salted meat for several days, so they were able to act realistically hungry.
“Loyalty, Sergeant. “Is that the supply unit you see down here?”
“That’s right. “Anyway, if you face reconnaissance, why bother looking for a supply unit when you have to return to the base?”
“It’s because I feel like I’m starving to death. “If you go to the supply unit saying you’ve starved for a few days, won’t the supply soldiers give you black bread and a glass of beer?”
The sergeant looked at Sergeant Pilsen with somewhat pitiful eyes and said.
“What you see over there is the supply unit, but the main unit will only take three hours if you walk quickly along the road, so let’s return to the main unit and eat.”
“Is that so? “I got lost while scouting and stopped.”
“If you report that, your platoon commander and company commander will be damned, so make it up and say it.”
“Yes, good work. Loyalty!”
Pilsen briefly thought about engaging in combat with them, but now reporting the secret code to the battalion commander is the top priority.
The search squad judged that they could be annihilated if they engage in unnecessary combat, so they immediately moved to their assigned battalion.
“I am reporting this to the battalion commander. The 18th Division’s password is ‘Daegu’, an octopus. The answer is ‘herring’. And according to the sergeant of the 18th Division who I met an hour ago, what you see down there is a supply unit, and based on individual movement speed, the main unit is about 3 hours away.”
“…… Really? “You had a lot of trouble.”
Major Flugel was lost in thought after hearing those words.
First of all, the military’s marching speed is about 15 km per day, but individual soldiers who do not move with carts drawn by horses and oxen can easily travel about 5 km per hour.
It was a distance of approximately 15km in 3 hours, or about a day, so it could be seen as being virtually separated from the main unit of the 18th Division.
A surprise attack on the supply unit like this could cause great damage, and as a result, the food situation of the 18th Division could become very difficult.
This alone was a huge accomplishment, but I continued to be greedy because soldiers are always hungry for ‘promotion’ whenever an opportunity presents itself.
‘… Are we going to raid the supply unit, borrow their uniforms, and rob the main unit of supplies? But if you do something reckless like this and you get into trouble, you’ll end up having a personnel evaluation after training.’
After going through such intense deliberation, the battalion commander gathered all the officers around him and gave an order.
“The search squad led by Sergeant Pilsen succeeded in finding out the secret code and the location of the enemy unit.”
Hearing those words, the officers opened their mouths and let out a loud shout inwardly.
I wanted to shout hurray to commemorate the great achievement of the entire unit, but I refrained from shouting loudly during an ambush because it would have resulted in a bad evaluation from the commander.
“The secret code will change tomorrow night, so I plan to surprise the enemy troops today. “What do you think?”
The battalion officers responded with resolute voices.
“As a member of the 7th Guards Division, if you turn the enemy’s back and don’t launch a surprise attack, wouldn’t that be a disgrace to Captain Jaeger?”
“Unless they are disguising their numbers, they outnumber us.”
“If not now, when are you going to pull off the prank of destroying supplies? Just leave it to me.”
Once Major Flugel gained everyone’s support, he spoke with a determined expression.
“The entire battalion must wear muzzles and move with only the minimum number of torches on. “We load the crossbow with arrows, sweep them away with arrows first, and then attack them right away.”
Once the major’s order was given, those who were already ready to move began moving toward the enemy supply unit within 30 minutes.
Because they moved carefully with their mouths covered, the disaster of the 1st Battalion being discovered by the enemy in advance did not occur.
After a few hours, the sight of the supply unit caught the eyes of all members of the battalion.
Perhaps because it was late, everyone, except for some soldiers on guard, had set up a field tent and was sleeping comfortably, but the guards were very strict.
When Flugel saw this, he realized that the reckless charging tactics that Captain Jaeger had used in the past would not work here.
“……Light the arrows loaded in the crossbow. The wizards prepare to shoot the light ball. When the order is given, the crossbow unit and wizard unit will continue to provide cover fire for the friendly forces from this location and burn the supplies.”
According to the order, the crossbowmen attached cloth bags containing yellow dye indicating ‘fire’ to mock arrows, and the wizards aimed their wands at a seemingly visible cart.
“In times like this, the polearm won’t help at all, so I’m putting it down here. “The long spearmen carry sidearms, and the pikemen take the lead.”
The battalion commander’s order was delivered to everyone in an instant, as expected from a unit with close discipline, and soon after, Flugel sent a signal with his hand.
The wizards who saw the signal chanted the ‘Light Ball’ spell, and at the same time, a round ball-shaped light flew towards the supply cart. Arrows flew after him.
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As soon as it was hit, the ball-shaped light spread out and disappeared, leaving a yellow mark where the arrow landed.
The guards shouted loudly when they saw the scene.
“You f*cking bastards, wake up now! It’s an enemy surprise attack! Protect the supplies!”
“…… No surprise attack! “f*ck!”
“You crazy bastards of the 7th Division, how on earth did you get here without a sound?”
Whether the guards shouted or not, the controllers belonging to units other than the 18th Division quickly took out their notebooks and wrote down what they said.
“Three supply carts caught fire and all the supplies inside were lost, and two of them lost half. If more than 3 minutes pass like this, everything is lost.”
“Three field tents are on fire, and those inside the two tents that were hit directly by magic will be seriously injured if they do not come out within one minute.”
“If the fire extinguishing work is not done quickly, 50% of the materials will be lost.”
The commander of the supply unit felt lost as he listened to the controllers’ words, but he knew well what order to give in this situation.
“f*ck! f*ck! Divide the unit in half. The 1st and 2nd companies start extinguishing the fire, and the remaining units are on alert!”
Unlike the ragtag group, the supply unit, which was following orders, was coping as best as it could, but it was not a good match for them.
The spearmen and infantry of the 1st Battalion of the 7th Division charged with increased momentum while receiving cover from distant units under the command of Major Flugel.
Instead of a mace, they beat the supply unit mercilessly with a weapon such as a pyeongon with a wooden weight wrapped around cotton.
The controllers generously placed in both battalions pronounced the beaten soldiers dead and quickly dismissed them.
With the surprise attack that night, Major Flugel succeeded in completely eliminating the 18th Division’s two-day supply.
“I feel like I want to raid the main base, but if I dig in too much, I’ll be caught off guard. “That’s all we’ll do here and we’ll head back.”