Mage Veigar

Chapter 69 Departure
The plan was modified overnight.

The entire 5th Battalion's logistics team even worked overtime until the early morning.

When the sun rose the next day, the preparations before the mission were finally completed.

Although the plan was modified a bit, the departure time was not changed.

9:15 am.

5营两个连队连同维迦的232连共计560个士兵、3个职业者，正式开启为期10天的游击任务，在修改计划后，本次任务目标是破坏k97、g42……在内的5个联络点。

The border of the empire and the border of the kingdom are far apart, with a mountain range in between.

Since they were carrying out guerrilla missions, they would naturally select some remote watchtowers nearby that were unable to receive reinforcements quickly and destroy them.

There are two reasons.

The first reason was that the mountains were blocked by heavy snow, making it inconvenient to use horses. The second reason was that most of the remote sentry towers were built between dangerous passes. When the enemy could not get reinforcements quickly, it was enough to rely on two legs to retreat.

At walking speed, it would take a day to reach the first destination.

The marching speed of the entire 5th Battalion was not fast, because most people had not received systematic training, and today's weather was too bad, which was indeed a challenge for these cannon fodder members.

At this time, the difference between the backbone troops and the cannon fodder troops emerged.

When they were cooking at noon, the soldiers of the 5th Battalion looked half dead. They began to complain in low voices during the break, and their dissatisfaction was evident in their words.

"This is damn weather. Why did the officers choose this day to set out?"

"Who said it wasn't true? A member of the neighboring team broke his leg this morning."

"Damn it! I hate cold, hard march rations."

"I don't think we can even reach the kingdom border, let alone carry out the mission."

"Look, why don't those core members feel any discomfort at all?"

"I think he's probably just pretending. It won't be long before his true colors are exposed."

"..."

Unlike the cannon fodder troops, the soldiers of the 232nd Company all looked normal, without any sign of abnormality. They adhered to the rule of not talking while eating or sleeping, and seriously enjoyed their unpalatable but filling lunch.

Discipline, habits, morale, strength...

No matter which aspect, they are far better than a group of militia organizations that have not received systematic training. Anyone who compares these two forces will find that they are two forces with completely different spirits.

This is also a matter of course.

Although some of the core troops have not actually participated in medium or small-scale battles, nor have they experienced border conflicts, for them, this level of marching is nothing compared to their usual training.

Don’t say anything else.

In this kind of weather, as long as there are enough supplies, not to mention a 10-day mission period, even a month or two will not be a problem.

then.

Under the envious gazes of the officers of the 5th Battalion and the incredulous gazes of the soldiers, Vega's troops maintained an iron discipline, always keeping the troops in neat formation and marching at a constant speed. When approaching the border of the kingdom, they made no unnecessary sounds or movements.

Because in the core troops. During the marching mission, in order to ensure that the orders can be conveyed as soon as possible, only the officers of each department have the right to speak. Without the approval of the officers, they are not allowed to say a word or make any unnecessary movements during non-rest time.

"As expected of the core team."

The 5th Battalion Commander looked at his own troops, then at Vega's troops, shook his head helplessly and said self-deprecatingly: "If my troops could be as disciplined as the core troops, there would be no need to make so many unnecessary preparations for this mission."

"Captain, don't underestimate yourself."

The adjutant of the 5th Battalion flattered, "Although you didn't make it this time, but if you can hold on for another year or so, I believe you can definitely bring your troops back to Kareni to receive systematic military training and become a true core troop officer."

"I hope so."

Battalion Commander Roans had no hope at all. He took out a map, looked at it and said, "Pass the order down. Rest here for 30 minutes. In half an hour, we will march quickly to attack K97 and catch them off guard."

"Yes."

The adjutant conveyed the order to the entire battalion.

Vega frowned when he received the order. He walked towards the direction of the battalion commander and promised Lalba that the other two had already arrived in front of the battalion commander and seemed to be discussing the upcoming attack.

When Battalion Commander Roans saw Vega.

He smiled at Vega, as if he had forgotten yesterday's unpleasantness. "Second Lieutenant Vega, you came at the right time. We are discussing here to let Second Lieutenant Vega's core troops be the vanguard and make a good start."

There was a pause.

Roans suddenly realized that Vega's say here was even higher than his: "Of course, if Lieutenant Vega feels it is inappropriate, he can serve as a flank and be responsible for simple defense work, but I'm afraid his military merits will be relatively reduced."

Vega did not answer directly, but asked doubtfully: "It is already 16:5, and the soldiers of the th Battalion are already out of breath. Is it really appropriate to launch an attack now?"

"Of course no problem."

Larba smiled awkwardly at Vega and said, "We have participated in this kind of mission several times. The scum of the Kingdom Army will naturally flee when they see that there are more people."

"The Kingdom Army's alert level is no longer the same as before," Vega reminded.

Sieglin said confidently: "It is easy to change the country, but it is difficult to change one's nature. Although your army is a core force, and its execution and combat capabilities are superior to ours, but when it comes to the degree of understanding of the Kingdom Army, our 4th Regiment is still quite confident."

Having said that, Vega didn't say anything more.

He thought about it for a while, and finally said: "My men are not very used to performing missions at night, so I'd rather choose to assist in the flank defense. The vanguard mission should be handed over to your experienced army."

There was joy in the eyes of Ziglin and Larba.

The vanguard troops’ military achievements were certainly not comparable to those of the flank defense. They laughed and said, “Thank you, Lieutenant Vega, for your understanding of the greater good. We will hurry up and march, and try to destroy the first mission target before dark.”

Vega nodded and left.

He did not try to grab any vanguard troops, because he did not believe that the Kingdom Army under martial law would simply abandon the building and flee when they saw that their numbers were disproportionate. Moreover, the Kingdom Army was well-rested, while the 5th Battalion was already exhausted after a day of forced march.

If only the commander of the Kingdom Army had a little vision.

Even if they really cannot win, they can still defeat the 5th Battalion and then retreat. The exhausted 5th Battalion does not have the basic ability to pursue.

However, the people of the 5th Battalion were so confident that Vega still planned to let them explore the way first.

(End of this chapter)