Chapter 1045: No. 27 Military Station

Laohe troops, the full name is the troops who are old enough to maintain world peace.
Although the name sounds majestic and majestic, it's indispensable. But in fact, this is the same as the United Nations Secretary-General who is known as the world's top official. It sounds good, but in fact it is not as good as bullshit.
The army of Laohe's army was pieced together by armies from various countries, and then they went to Almohad to grab money and things to grab women... Uh, no. He came to Almohad to maintain world peace and regional stability.
This is destined to be a large, large, large... hodgepodge.
There are basically people from every country, every ethnic group, and every place.
The good and the bad are very mixed.
The life of licking blood that the soldiers have lived is naturally all lawless characters.
The high-levels of Lao He's army also knew this well, and they were all very restrained, and they gave these puppies as much as possible with bits.
By the way, this is also the reason why Lorraine let the Vatican army be responsible for suppressing bandits.
Although the gang of puppies are not strong in combat, their discipline is quite good compared to those field troops who are used to fighting on the battlefield and regard their lives like grass.
When the bandits were suppressed in the rear, the harassment of the common people was not too severe. Not even... Well, basically, I rarely do things that do good things.
And even if such troops, when they first arrived in Hafs Harbor, they fought fiercely with other people in order to fight for the station.
From this we can see how the old and the army's discipline is.
Unfortunately, the adultery between Queen Isabella and Grand Duke Julian, the commander of the army,...Uh, the ambiguous relationship between the two is known to everyone-now the Grand Duke is obsessed with the Queen, An urgent telegram a day is just like a junior high school student who has fallen in love.
Those soldiers knew clearly that they must not play too high in this place, otherwise the boss would definitely clean up himself for his concubine.
In this world, for the sake of concubine... well, for the girlfriend, there are too many guys who don't even want Jiangshan Sheji. Let alone slaughter a few worthless men.
Maybe in order to please the beautiful woman with a smile, he learned from the advanced experience of those great emperors in the East, the guys who committed the crime, and then came a beacon roast suckling pig. At that time, he couldn't find a place to cry.
In addition, the military police unit under the control of Lorraine is monitoring there. Therefore, although the officers and soldiers of the Laohe army dare not commit serious things like burning, killing and looting, they still have small problems such as stealing and blackmailing. .
For this situation, Lord Luo Jue was also powerless. Every time in a meeting, just criticize, severely criticize, and focus on criticism...beat the puppies.
After all, these puppies did not have the obligation to help themselves, but they actively responded to their call and came over to help. For some small things, just shouting and screaming, it is not appropriate to clean up hard.
Therefore, as long as they didn't make a big mistake, as long as they didn't get caught on the spot, they just opened one eye, closed one eye and passed vaguely.
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Santos just saw the officer's hesitation, and immediately understood: his grandmother has a leg, this wants a little money~!
As a glorious and sacred priest, in order to promote the righteousness of the society, purify the social atmosphere, and guide the youth to be optimistic and enterprising, except when he is accepting bribes, under normal circumstances, he is extremely shameless about this kind of bribery. Not to mention, he reached under his nose.
After changing the temper of the archbishop, he had already slapped him. But now he has also read several books of "A Pilgrimage of a Priest and Four Monsters", and he also knows that the hapless priest who had gone through eighty-one difficulties arrived at the holy place and was extorted from a golden rice bowl. go with.
Therefore, we have seen a lot of this situation. It’s not like when you’re making a telegram, you’ll just go up and beat someone when you get blocked.
He cast a look at the guard behind him, then curled his lips, "chichi" twice.
The guard behind him looked silly, watching his boss winking, scratching his head in doubt.
Archbishop Santos sighed softly, then turned his pocket out, and shook his empty pocket to the guard.
Along the way, he didn't miss other people's money.
When you meet your boss, you have to give a little to show your feelings, and when you meet your colleagues, you have to drink two glasses to make a relationship. Throw two when you meet your subordinates to get closer.
In this case, although Santos has a very high praise rate and more and more honor halo on his head, the coins in his pocket are also inversely proportional, rapidly declining.
The guard also suddenly realized at this time.
He patted his forehead, then with a crying face, he reached out into his arms and fumbled hard for a few times, and finally took out a beautiful brooch from the innermost pocket.
He looked reluctantly and looked again. It was a pure gold brooch studded with several broken diamonds. The shape was unique and the handwork alone was worth a lot of money.
"This was originally intended to be kept by Huicun as a token of love for Xiaofang." The guard took one last look and muttered in a low voice.
Archbishop Santos first smiled at the officer guarding the city, then turned his back and glared at the guard, and said: "What a big thing, go back and get married. I will give you a house. And within one ring."
The guard said in surprise: "Boss, what do you say?"
"Of course," Archbishop Santos curled his lips and said in his heart: What are you talking about? I am worth millions now, and I can't afford to give away a house?
"Hurry up~!" Archbishop Santos gritted his teeth.
The guard took one last look, then gritted his teeth, walked up to the officer, smiled and secretly stuffed the brooch into the officer's hand, and said, "The gadgets picked up on the battlefield, buddies use it to play."
The officer opened his palm and saw the golden light in his eyes. When he saw the light of diamonds behind him, he patted the guard on the shoulder in surprise, and laughed and said, "It's all brothers. It's not allowed next time."
The guard grinned dryly, but it was more ugly than crying, and he whispered in his heart: mb, it's pretty, how is it not like this group of you puppies, a group of unfamiliar dogs.
Since the telegraph station engaged in fee-based reporting and was severely rectified by Lorraine, the military regulations have clearly stipulated that no one can take advantage of their position to solicit bribes for profit. If caught, they will be severely punished.
But plugging some of the spoils seized on the battlefield does not violate the regulations, so it has become a hidden rule in the military.
And on this battlefield, it is too easy to find some beautiful trophies.
Even with a well-disciplined unit like the Fourth Army, officers and soldiers have more or less good things in their hands.
The worst military discipline is the Almohad New Army.
The gang of puppies are all sending things back in packages, and they can't wait to see a beautiful pane also unloaded to get home.
All the big guys look down on them.
For dozens of hundreds of years of peaceful life, the aristocratic power under Hadu's rule was far away from the center, and the emperor of the mountain was far away, so the suppression force was naturally weak.
What's more, the south of Almohad is richer than the north, without being affected by the war as before.
At this moment, the flames of war were all over the place.
The things they have worked so hard to exploit from the common people can make others cheaper.
The officers and soldiers of Laohe's army didn't need to rob them at all. As long as they were stationed in a place, the local nobles would naturally bring valuable gold and silver products up for their own safety, crying and crying, asking them to give them a face. Smile for the reward.
The officer calmly put the gold brooch into his pocket, put the ID together, handed it back to Archbishop Santos, and then laughed. Affectionately said: "It turns out that you are the famous Fourth Army. I said it earlier. We are all our own."
"My own..." Archbishop Santos murmured in his heart, ", your grandson and the brooch are yours~! You don't get into my hands in the future~!"
Although he felt cruel in his heart, he was also smiling on the surface, haha.
The officer was not aware of it, and stretched out his hand with extreme enthusiasm, and said, "Go, I will take you in. Yesterday, I just shipped a batch of good goods. Among them, there can be more than 1,000 sets of weapons made by the Flying Eagle Group. I will take care of you first. Now, see you guys, I’m friends."
There are too many troops, many materials are needed, and the sources of supplies are naturally very wide. Among them, the best quality is made by flying eagles, the second is made by Ruman Empire, and again, the Holy See is purchased from all over the world.
Of course everyone likes good goods, but the products made by the Flying Eagle Group are almost divided before they are delivered. There are not many that can be put in the regional warehouses, and they are all popular products.
Archbishop Santos' eyes lit up, and he smiled happily: "Enough, too friends. Let's have a good meal when we finish working together."
"Okay, I know there is a nice restaurant in the city." The officer took Archbishop Santos and walked into the twenty-seventh station together.
As the two walked, the officer introduced the situation enthusiastically, and laid a guarantee: at this military station, as long as he is reported as Heinison, everyone has to show face.
When Santos heard this, he couldn't help frowning: What did this officer do before? How to speak fluent arrogance.
However, along the way, Archbishop Santos found that the small town had not suffered much damage and the streets and houses were intact.
The not-wide streets in the small town are unusually prosperous at this time, and both sides are full of vendors with small stalls selling things.
Although it was still early to leave, the pubs and restaurants on the street were already full of people, and it was so noisy.
But at a glance, all the guests inside are soldiers in military uniforms.
As a back-to-front supply point, all those who come and go here are serving as soldiers.
During the short stay, the soldiers who have been in the wild for more than a month can't wait to squeeze into the city to consume.
There are clinking gold coins in the pockets of these soldiers.
Smart-minded residents in the small town spotted business opportunities and started business with peacekeeping soldiers. Although southerners don't like peacekeeping forces, no one can't live with money.
And no matter who became the boss, even if they broke the blood, since everyone is still alive, they have to eat and make money to support the family. It cannot be said that the old and the troops are here today, and the big guys can live without food.
Therefore, the business of this military station is also extremely hot.
Quartermaster Heinison led Archbishop Santos all the way to a large temporarily converted warehouse.
At this time, several soldiers in Almohad’s new army attire strolled towards them.
When they saw Archbishop Santos in the uniform of the captain, they stopped at the same time, and raised their hands in salute with a ‘pop’.
The action was extremely clean and beautiful, and it was very pleasing to the eye.
Archbishop Santos was stunned for a moment, and then raised his hand in return.
Several recruits walked backwards with ease.
Archbishop Santos turned his head hesitantly, glanced at their backs, and muttered, "When are these puppies so polite?"
"My lord, what are you talking about?" Heinison wondered.
Archbishop Santos waved his hand, laughed dryly, and said: "It's okay, the new army bastards, we usually hide away from us, and we saluted just now. It's a rare encounter in 800 years."
Heineken thought about it for a while and said hesitantly: "No, the new army's grandsons are usually quite honest."
Archbishop Santos smiled slightly, and said to himself: That's because you belong to the Quartermaster Department. Who doesn't know that you can mix in the Quartermaster Department, all four newcomers with background, background, identity, and status?
Lend the Almohad people some courage, and they don't dare to provoke the soldiers.
In peacetime, the peacekeeping force and the new army are not pleasing to each other.
Among the peacekeeping forces, whether they are Ruman or other troops, they are all elites sent by various countries.
They look down on the second-rate Almohad new army. A bunch of idiots, even the house is unbalanced, and I have to ask Lao Tzu to fight for them.
Moreover, the new army has chaotic military discipline and insatiable greed. It treats people of the same race more ruthlessly than their foreigners, which makes peacekeeping troops despise them in particular.
The Almohad’s new army also has no liking for peacekeeping troops whose nostrils are upturned and that ‘I am your benefactor’ all day long.
The peacekeeping troops are all very proud, all of them are uncles, watching them is like watching clowns. However, on the land of Almohad, the status of the peacekeepers is indeed higher than that of the Almohad, and the new army is uncomfortable.
The new army is not under the command of the peacekeeping force headquarters. Although the relationship between the two leaders is good, the officers and soldiers underneath simply ignore each other and go their own ways.
When encountering together, fights are also common.
In this situation, Archbishop Santos didn't take it seriously when he saw a few soldiers from the new army, only that they were air, but he didn't expect these guys to be very polite.
But then he left the matter behind.
At this time, Heinison led them into the warehouse, took out the receipts for the supplies, and pointed to the soldier in charge of the warehouse, and said: "Ship as order and take them to warehouse No. 1."
The soldier agreed, then mobilized his staff and got busy.
While watching them pretend, Archbishop Santos followed Heinison to chat and fart. Archbishop Santos found that although the security around the warehouse was strengthened, the soldiers were lazy.
There is a distance from the front line, and the anxious battle situation on the front line is still not felt. The soldiers are generally more relaxed.
They think that no one can do anything in the place where tens of thousands of soldiers are stationed.
Archbishop Santos himself thought it should be safe here.
The two chatted for a while, and saw that the supplies had been loaded, and rushed to the next warehouse.
As soon as he arrived at the warehouse where the bedding and autumn clothes were stored, Archbishop Santos watched the few soldiers of the new army who had just met, walking neatly around the corner.
Archbishop Santos looked at their backs and couldn't help scratching his head, always feeling like they were different from other new troops.
I don’t know what benefits Heinison has promised, but the soldiers in the warehouse are working very hard to carry them, and they put thousands of sets of military uniforms on the cart with little effort.
Heineken slapped Archbishop Santos on the shoulder and trailed: "Let's go, the last one. Today, let's do everything at once. Brother, I won't let you run."
"Okay," Archbishop Santos smiled heartily, and said in his heart: It seems that this thing is worth giving today.
In the past, if it weren't for urgent or military orders, the logistics guys could do the work in one day, they had to score two days to do it, as if it didn't show their importance.
Archbishop Santos was of course very happy. He would be able to drive one more day out if he finishes his work one day in advance. Time on the battlefield is precious.
The last to be loaded was weapons and armor. The swords manufactured by the Flying Eagle Group were wrapped in moisture-proof tarpaulin and placed neatly in crates.
Heineken opened a wooden box casually, took out a steel long sword, held the sword flower in his hand, and threw it to Archbishop Santos.
Archbishop Santos flicked his sword, listening to the crisp sound, nodded in satisfaction. The archbishop himself had practiced swordsmanship since he was a child. He was trained by a famous teacher, and his level was very good, better than the average soldier.
Otherwise, the archbishop would not take the lead during the exercise, but the archbishop himself was very good at fighting alone, and would not be able to move as soon as he was beaten by a group.
Not only good swordsmanship, but also forensic weapons, because this is a compulsory course for nobles.
"Yes, very good." Archbishop Santos nodded with a smile.
The soldiers of the Fourth Army also love these weapons~EbookFREE.me~A good sword on the battlefield is equal to the soldier's second life.
After all the supplies were installed, Archbishop Santos found that the trip went smoothly and was extremely satisfied. He also felt that he was pleasing to the eye a lot.
I feel that even though this officer has also collected things, he did this thing very simply and upright, and he was a man.
"Okay, let's go." He hesitated for a while, then waved his hand, and his opponent said, "You send the things back first. I will accompany Master Heinison to have a drink."
Heineken also laughed, and immediately agreed.
Archbishop Santos and Heineson crossed their backs and walked out of the warehouse. But after not taking a few steps, he saw several Almohad soldiers abducted from the alley.
A group of five or six soldiers of the Novice Army suddenly saw Archbishop Santos stunned. The new army officer who was walking in the front turned and walked back.
"You~!" Archbishop Santos moved in his heart, pointed at him, and shouted: "You, just you. Come here~!"