In the past, all the wastes who came to flee for gold were desperately trying to cram people into the team, so that the more members the better, in order to save the lives of those who are greedy and fearful on the battlefield. It is said that the combat squad can be organized, but it is often super-organized to a battalion or even a regiment, and even a brigade organization. When it encounters an enemy, it collapses and becomes a joke in the army, but now someone is carrying it. More than 20 people are going to the front line?
"This group of guys..." Brigadier General Haring frowned. The guys who came to ferry for gold in the past led the group of people, but they were so embarrassed that they had to stay in the back all day long, even if they were going to the front line. Most of them went to fight downwind and deal with small groups of enemies to get their record. It was the first time he saw the guy who dared to rush to the front line with more than 20 people. Generally speaking, there are only three kinds of people who do this. One is a fool, the other is a lunatic, and the other is someone who has absolute confidence in the strength of himself and the team. Brigadier General Haring suddenly wanted to meet them.
Thinking of this, Brigadier General Harlem immediately ordered: "Refuse to provide them with food and oil. Don't forget to tell them that I made the order. If you have any comments, come to me." "Sir?" The adjutant heard the words. Suddenly, I was a little surprised. I didn't understand Brigadier General Haring's extravagant behavior. In his opinion, it would be nice to send the weird team away with some supplies. They didn't need much, anyway, it's better to do more than less.
"Execute the order." Brigadier General Haring said lightly, without any intention to explain. His last adjutant was killed by a stray bullet while on the front line, and this adjutant was obviously not very capable. "Yes, sir." When the adjutant saw that the brigadier general was determined, he stopped talking, and turned to execute the order. The ability to execute the order of the officer is his most important advantage. This is how Haring chose him in the first place. The reason for taking over as his adjutant.
After the adjutant left, Brigadier General Harlem still stood motionless, muttering to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Let me see what you guys are, maybe, you guys. It might be a great help to me.
And because of Brigadier General Haring’s interest and orders, we also encountered a lot of trouble, and the plan had to be changed drastically.
Material collection point. "What?! Why can't we receive the supplies?!" Connie roared to the person in charge of the receiving office with an annoyed look, "This is an order from above." The person in charge responded blankly, "Refusing to provide you. Any supplies, let other troops give priority to replenishment." "Damn, you bastard!" Connie was furious when he heard that. He raised his head and started to attack the opponent, "Enough, Connie." I finally took a shot and grabbed it. I stopped Connie, and turned to look at the person in charge, "Tell me whose order it was."
"It's Brigadier General Haring, he said, if you have any comments, you can go to him." The person in charge responded indifferently, "I will go find him." I snorted, and at the same time looked at him. The ugly people waved their hands, "Let's go!" Everyone immediately followed me and turned away. Everyone was in a bad mood because of this situation...
