Mage Veja

Chapter 2 Registration
The night of the investiture ceremony.

According to the practice of the imperial army, after the recruit training, a dinner will be held to celebrate the recruits becoming a qualified imperial soldier. After all, this devilish recruit training has eliminated [-]% of the recruits, and there are only a few brushes left.

Of course, only regular soldiers enjoy this benefit.

The so-called regular soldiers refer to soldiers like Vega who voluntarily sign up to join the army. After completing the recruit training arranged by the empire, such soldiers can obtain military ranks and enjoy the basic benefits of the empire for regular soldiers. This is roughly equivalent to the government departments on earth. prepared by.

opposite of this.

The [-]% who were eliminated in the recruit training are called ordinary soldiers of the empire. Although they still enjoy a salary lower than that of regular soldiers and basic food and clothing benefits, they are destined not to be promoted without a military rank, and they are probably just non-staff personnel. .

"cheers."

More than 200 soldiers were divided into 10 tables, and they toasted together to celebrate this hard-won moment. Starting today, they are finally qualified imperial soldiers, and the military ranks on their shoulders represent the glory of the empire.

A table in the middle.

Veigar sat on the children's chair specially prepared for him by the instructor, gorging himself on the delicious food on the table. Other people's celebrations and carnivals did not affect his desire for food at all. The fear of hunger had already penetrated into Veigar's bone marrow.

"Private Vega, congratulations on your graduation."

A strong man in his thirties came to Vega holding a wine glass, his eyes were full of gentleness, he was the oldest soldier in the company, and he was also the person who took care of Vega the most.

"Thank you, Rails."

Veigar hurriedly raised the glass full of orange juice and said embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, the empire stipulates that people under the age of 14 are not allowed to drink alcohol. I am temporarily an orange pie."

Lei Ersi's eyes looked a little sad: "It's okay, I wish you a prosperous martial arts."

"Martial luck is prosperous." Vega gulped down the orange juice: "Resl, thank you for taking care of me for half a year. Let me ask, why didn't you Dislike me as a child?"

Cuckoo.

Lei Ersi drank another glass of wine, looked at Vega sadly and said: "To be honest, I haven't been home to see my son for five years. He was only 6 years old when I left. Counting him It should be as big as you."

"Five years?" Veigar was a little puzzled, the recruit training was only half a year.

Lei Ersi said with a self-mockery: "I have been an imperial soldier for five years, but it was only this year that I mustered up the courage to participate in the imperial recruit training, which has a very high mortality rate and elimination rate. And I'm a real coward, if I hadn't chosen to give up boot training five years ago..."

"Please don't say that."

Vega said solemnly: "You have persevered from the training of the imperial recruits. You are a true imperial soldier, and your children must be proud of you."

Reels froze for a moment.

He revealed his true feelings: "Thank you, Vega, every time I see you, I think of my son who is far away in Winter City. If it weren't for you, I would never have persisted until the end. In fact, I have always had a question in my heart, you How did you survive until today?"

Veigar put a piece of roast meat into his mouth.

Pointing to the sumptuous dishes on the table, he said, "Did you see that? This is my motivation. You can never imagine how hard it is to compete with stray dogs for trash cans in the minus 10°C winter without clothes."

Veigar rolled up his sleeves.

He showed a deep scar on his arm: "This is the scar from fighting that stray dog. Unfortunately, I couldn't afford medicine at the time. If I didn't choose to volunteer for the army, then rabies would be enough to kill me." life."

this moment.

Resl suddenly understood why Vega was able to complete the recruit training at the age of 11, which was difficult for adults to persevere, and won the rank of first class soldier with the best results, because he... has been holding his heart from the beginning to the end. The determination to die is training.

"If you don't have extraordinary talent, at least you must have the determination to die."

Veigar pushed a piece of steak down in front of Reals, showing the most sincere smile.

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the next day.

Veija got up at 6.30 on time, put on the spirited military uniform, took a long gun that was much taller than him, packed up and saluted, bid farewell to the boot camp where he stayed for half a year, and embarked on a new journey.

His appointment letter has been issued.

第3集团军7师2旅47连，第11小队士兵。

The 47th Company belongs to the 3th Battalion of the 9rd Regiment, all of which belong to the backbone force. There are 4 squadrons in the company, and the 11th Squadron belongs to the 3rd Squadron. The instructor released the information he heard.

Veigar pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, and knocked on the door of the report office.

Sure enough, effort is directly proportional to gain. Without the excellent results in training and the rank of first-class soldier, it is impossible to be assigned to such an elite team.

The ace is kept for last.

If it is said that the backbone force will only be dispatched in an all-out war, then the ace squad in the core force means that it will not make a move until the last moment, and its safety factor will be more than [-]% higher.

A smooth life is already in your hands.

"Everyone has it, take it easy."

Squadron leader Welsh led Vega on the podium of the school yard: "Starting today, First Class Vega will be incorporated into the 11th Squad, and Sergeant Bakken will do a good job of receiving and arranging Vega. By the way, he is Great soldiers coming out of boot camp."

"Yes, squadron leader."

A middle-aged man about 40 years old with a firm face responded immediately.

No need to guess, he knew that this was his future immediate commander. He glanced at the entire squadron of 50 people and found that the other four squadrons were all armed with long guns, and only Sergeant Bakken's squad was armed with short knives. Maverick.

The Empire has strict requirements for weapons.

The weapons of ordinary soldiers can only be guns, shields, axes, knives... and other weapons, while the long cross sword can only be held by lieutenant commanders or above or professionals. The long cross sword is also a symbol of honor, status, and strength.

Short blades, which are only allowed to be held by troops performing special missions.

Being able to join such a team, Veigar feels that the future is brighter and brighter. Does Ji Tailai roughly describe his situation?
"Private Vega, you can return to the team."

When the squadron leader gave an order, Vega quickly got down from the podium, and because he was only 11 years old and 1.40m tall, the squad leader, Sergeant Bakken, arranged Vega in the front row.

"There are all of them, sit down."

The squadron leader issued a rest order, which means that it is free time. Soldiers can communicate or drink freely, but they cannot move.

wow.

As soon as the order was issued, everyone started talking.

"Did he really come out of boot camp?"

"You can't be wrong, it's a medal for an outstanding soldier."

"Damn it, the empire actually sent the child to the battlefield!"

Surprised expressions accounted for most of them, and some of them held contempt, disdain, caring and angry eyes, but the outstanding soldier's medal directly proved that Vega was already an excellent imperial soldier, and he was even stronger than the others present. excellent.

(End of this chapter)