The Difference Is Like Between a Dog and a Cow

9 – First Battlefield (1)

After leaving the barracks and going up to the first floor, the corridor was very crowded. People shouting and soldiers running around in combat uniforms.

The nerves in my body stood on end.

A familiar, but never getting used to, feeling.

This is a real situation.

I instinctively went back to my room. It was right after I visited Bell Meyer as soon as I left the medical corps, so I was wearing my daily clothes.

I quickly changed into my combat uniform and put on a black coat. I didn’t forget the pistol on my waist.

As I left the official residence, the soldiers divided into companies were already reviewing in line at the parade ground.

After quickly identifying Captain Arendt’s location, and joining the ranks of the 2nd company, Rumia and Bell, who had already been out before, beckoned.

“This way, Platoon Commander!”

“What is it?”

“It’s a bunch of bandits.”

The moment I heard that, I couldn’t help but bang my head. It’s always been this way around the Ukrnian principalities.

Befitting a country exquisitely located in the center of the continent, the Principality of Ukraine was bordered by a total of six countries.

Fruy of the Free Alliance – In addition to the Free Democratic State based on France as a motif, and the Soviet Empire based on Russia as a motif.

There was also the Reinhardt Empire and the 3 Balther countries intertwined with it.

The fact that there are many countries adjacent to the border means that the border area is very confusing.

Still, the main terrain is a wide grain belt and flat land. It is the best place for thieves and bandits from different countries to operate.

Of course, it’s not just Ukraine, it’s the same for the Balto 3 countries, which are in a similar situation.

Right now, when I was playing as Balter 3, I beat up thieves who crossed the border saying that a day was far away.

As I expected, it seems to be a fairly common occurrence, as the soldiers moved swiftly without showing any signs of panic.

“But aren’t the other two coming?”

“Sergeant Claude is on a trip to the city, so it looks like he will join the rest of the troops later.”

Sergeant Rumia Bluet answered my question. Her silver hair caught in a ponytail under her black battle coat.

“…… Mmm.”

“I can’t help it. Roxanna is just a member of the missing unit.”

To be honest, I couldn’t say anything in the position of being knocked down in front of the battalion commander.

Look at it even now.

Oddly enough, the eyes of the magical soldiers surrounding the surroundings are quite cold.

It’s unfortunate that strange rumors spread, but to some who didn’t believe in the rumors, it felt like it was already taken as a complete waste.

‘Even if it were me, I’d think I’d be an outcast.’

I shot the wrong magic and smashed the wall of the official residence, and passed out in the battalion commander’s room where I was called. It’s like waking up after sleeping for two days.

It is undoubtedly a waste.

‘Damn it.’

“By the way, Platoon Commander, are you feeling well?”

“I am fine. The report also said that it was not very dangerous.”

“Yeah, even when I look at it, it looks like that. Are you even joking?”

It was the moment when Bell was arguing.

“Enoch Platoon Leader.”

Arendt, who was checking the number of people, approached. Glory to the motherland. As soon as his eyes met, he gave a salute, and the company commander accepted it in an abbreviated manner.

“Are you okay?”

Of course, the first greeting was to say hello.

“Yes, I am fine.”

“Is that fortunate…… I was surprised when I heard from the battalion commander that you passed out.”

“Sorry.”

“You have to take care of your body. It’s called stress shock due to overwork. It seems like I haven’t been able to sleep lately.

I was still feeling it. You shouldn’t underestimate the penalty.

There is no answer if you think that you will be knocked down like this on the battlefield.

No matter how much it’s been accumulated over the years, it can explode at any time if it exceeds a certain number.

It’s only been a little over a week since I entered this body.

From now on, I felt the need to manage things much more thoroughly.

“Anyway, your platoon won’t have a separate mission. We’ll go out together, but I’ll still be considerate of you as much as possible.”

“You don’t have to.”

“Don’t hold back.”

At first, I thought I looked hateful on purpose, but looking at his eyes, I didn’t feel that way again.

Tuda sincerely cares about his subordinate officer.

“I am well aware of the hard work, so there is no need to prove it. Isn’t there a lot of time anyway?”

I didn’t answer. It was nothing to complain about.

The platoon members are somehow strange, and the platoon commander in charge of them has just passed out.

It’s not even the original staff, it’s a new mandarin mandarin who has been in charge for only a week.

As Arendt, you cannot hastily put forward troops that have not been properly proven.

If anything goes wrong, it will be Arendt’s responsibility.

‘I understand.’

From a general point of view, Arendt was absolutely right.

Besides, even I don’t know how magicians fight right now.

In the game, I had no choice but to check it every time as if I was looking up from the air, so I also wanted to see what it would be like in real life.

‘Is it better if I put it that way?’

I nodded lightly and accepted Arendt’s instructions. I wanted to protest in the first place, but I didn’t have the position or ability to do it.

“Thank you for understanding.”

“No. Rather, the company commander is worried about me, so I am grateful.”

“At best, it would be a group of bandits that would be stomping around the border. After the operation, let’s all have a drink together. Haven’t you been to the tavern yet?”

“Yes.”

I nodded, and Arendt grinned, showing her white teeth.

“Because I will shoot. Let’s hang out together Because the other platoon commanders are all good too. I’m sure we can get to know each other quickly.”

“Then I will wait.”

Captain Arendt patted me on the shoulder and then disappeared to check the condition of the other platoons.

As soon as the personnel check of each company was over, Lieutenant Colonel Lockhart appeared in front of the four soldiers in a fully armed state.

“Gentlemen, as usual today, bandits roaming across the Soviet Empire have invaded our borders!”

Is this time on the side of the Sobie Empire?

Befitting a country whose motif was Russia, the Soviet Empire was a country that boasted an extremely large territory and barren environment.

Large land and barren environment.

Since the land is large, the influence of the central government does not reach all parts of the province, and the land is barren, so they always suffer from food shortages.

Perfect for bandits.

Because it is a principality of Ukraine boasting a particularly wide grain belt, it is a perfect prey for thieves to rob periodically.

The battalion commander gave strength to his voice and continued to speak.

“They moved systematically at night and broke through the border guards, and are currently enclosing the ‘Belgordo Fortress’ installed in the northeastern direction!”

“So our mission is to subdue the damn bandits besieging the fortress! To save Belgordo!”

“As always, pour magic over their heads and burn them to ashes! Got it!”

“Yes-!!!”

The people gathered in the four heats shouted in unison. Despite the urgent dispatch, morale seemed to skyrocket.

They know it too. The fact that the thieves had to move systematically was much worse than the regular army.

In Hearts of General, the sorcerer is treated as a kind of strategic weapon.

Except for external factors such as support and terrain, one magic battalion is comparable to one infantry regiment.

That’s how elite troops are, and they boast powerful firepower. It’s to the point where I think it’s excessive against a thief.

“Then all troops! Go out!!”

As soon as the battalion commander’s order is given, the personnel quickly get on top of the waiting wagon.

“Let’s go, Platoon Commander.”

It’s been a week since I was possessed as an officer of Hearts of General named Enoch Levandell.

I, who couldn’t even handle fireball properly, was heading to the battlefield.

***

“The watchtower outside the fort has been captured. It is a material brought from there.”

The skinny man threw the guns he was holding in his hands onto the floor. They are quite numerous in appearance and are in very good condition.

At the sight of the shiny weapons, a man who was sitting on one side of the tent got up and approached.

“…… Is this what you want?”

A thick voice, as if he had smoked dozens of cigarettes in a row. And he was an impressive man with a stern face that matched him.

The leader of the west, Tartulk.

He was the leader of a band of bandits who were currently raiding fortresses across the border of the Principality of Ukraine.

Tartulk, who picked up a gun and looked around, handed the gun to a man standing still in the corner.

“What…… It’s not that our kids lack weapons. This is not enough.”

“Just right.”

The man nodded and accepted the rifle.

It was, without a doubt, a Summerfield rifle. There was also a seal indicating that it was officially produced in the United Kingdom of Breton.

The fact that the dukedom, which had been ostensibly neutral or pro-imperialist, had imported formal weapons from the Western camp, was not very welcome news from the Soviet Empire’s point of view.

“Are you trying to make a difference between the West and us? By giving us this new weapon on the front line.”

Even though it was a simple monologue, Tartulk felt overwhelmed.

Although he is the leader of a criminal group that commits lawlessness at the slightest twist, the person in front of him is someone that even he cannot easily oppose.

The man was an inspector dispatched from a special agency called the ‘General Intelligence Agency’.

Because it is an institution with a bloody nickname of the imperial guillotine, and in fact, it is no different from being dispatched under direct control of the emperor.

No matter how tartulkh you are, you can’t touch it hastily.

No- not touching…… I was about to pee at the first meeting with him.

Although Tartulk is skilled at killing and plundering people, he could never come close to the ‘dangerous’ aura he exudes.

A man like that.

“Comrade Tartulk.”

“Why is that?”

“How long do you think it will take to capture the fort?”

“Ummm…… It’s because their resistance is stronger than I thought. You just have to surrender quietly. What are you going to do by protecting the border fortress?”

“So how long do you think it will take?”

The man cut off Tartulk’s grumbling. Putting his massive size to shame, Tartulk replied in a voice that had diminished his momentum.

“…… Just give me one more day.”

“Good, Haru. As of today, I won’t be visiting. But keep in mind that we did not just let our comrades go.”

Threats mixed with threats.

Tartulk had to prove his allegiance with a sharp nod of his head.

“Of course!! Uh, how can you not know that? Don’t worry comrade!”

“Still, isn’t he a ‘warrior’ who made his name for his ferocity? It’s something we trusted and entrusted to our comrades. Never, never fail.”

Originally, as a person who leads a group, he shouldn’t have shown such a servile side, but it’s been a long time since he stopped caring about the eyes of his subordinates.

I feel like my life is about to be taken away, let alone the group, because there’s no way anything else is important.

“Then I will try to go back. I hope to see you in my home country in a day.”

“Thank you! Be sure to complete the request!”

“I will believe you.”

As the man lifts his finger lightly, weapons spilled on the floor rise into the air.

As the man exited the tent, the five members of the party who had been waiting in the dark all bowed their heads.

Magic soldiers raised directly from the imperial guillotine.

So, they are not at the level of the first team, but they are barely up to the standard, but it is a waste of manpower to lend to thieves without roots.

“Have you received all your orders?”

“Yes, Comrade Inspector General.”

“First of all, I can focus only on securing the ‘relics’ stored in the fortress.”

“Okay.”

At the words of the inspector, the person who seemed to be the leader replied with a twinkle in his eyes.

I had to use the thieves inevitably for his ‘diplomatic’ reasons, but in the end, wouldn’t it be good as long as the results were good?

“I wish you luck.”

A high-ranking inspector of the General Intelligence Agency, acting under the orders of the emperor.

Said Yegor Ivanov.