Mage Veja

Chapter 58 Dismissal
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Time passed slowly, and it was already 22:00 in the evening.

As usual.

Captain Ganser and Chief of Staff Claire must have finished their daily work and entered the rest time.

But today is different.

They received an application from Veigar, an application for guerrilla missions.

If it was an application from an ordinary officer, they would definitely reject it directly, because the brigade headquarters did not impose rigid guerrilla mission indicators on the 3rd regiment, and such missions were mainly completed by a small number of cannon fodder troops that had not yet withdrawn from the border.

The first is of course to paralyze the Kingdom Army, and the second is that the Empire does not want to cause unnecessary losses.

Take the 2nd brigade they are in as an example, this kind of task index is generally handed over to the 4th regiment to complete.

But this time the person who wrote the application was Vega.

And Veigar is an officer favored by the military department, and he is also the owner of the Wings of the Empire, which makes them have to carefully consider whether to meet Veigar's request.After all, the military department sent the holder of the Imperial Wings to the border instead of sending him to the military academy in the rear to study. This was originally to fully utilize his combat ability.

If they hinder Veigar's combat enthusiasm.

This is not in line with the original intention of the military department, so the two fell into hesitation.

rustle.

The cold wind blows the curtains.

Ganser, the head of the group, realized that he could no longer hesitate. He picked up the "permission" stamp and wanted to stamp it on the application form, but when he landed 5 centimeters away from the application form, he stopped in mid-air middle.

"Still can't make up your mind?"

The head of the regiment, Ganser, put down his seal again, and then looked at the chief of staff: "We have been partners for so many years, so if you have any suggestions, just speak up, I am indeed hesitant."

"As far as common sense is concerned, of course, we should try our best to meet the requirements of those who are optimistic about the military department. After all, this requirement is not too much. After the guerrilla mission is successfully completed, it can indirectly reflect your leadership."

Chief of Staff Clare tightened his neckline and continued: "However, the Division Headquarters is evaluating where you will be promoted. At this juncture, you don't want merit but no fault. It is icing on the cake that Second Lieutenant Vega can complete the task perfectly. Once you fail I'm afraid it will indirectly affect the division's evaluation of you."

"That's why I'm hesitant."

The head of the regiment Ganser rubbed his temples painfully. On the one hand, he had his favorite subordinates, and on the other hand, it was just in time for the critical period of division evaluation. If there was a slight mistake at this time, it might affect his and Claire's promotion.

at this time.

Claire pressed the unburned cigar into the ashtray.

Then he exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Ganser, you must know that people don't die for themselves. If you really want to train Second Lieutenant Vega, you might as well wait until the division's evaluation is over, and then slowly make up for it."

There was a second of silence.

The head of the group, Ganser, did not answer, but without hesitation put down the stamp of 'approval', picked up a stamp next to it, and stamped the word 'refusal' on Vega's application.

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the next day.

The adjutant returned to the watchtower with the letter.

He didn't know the contents of the letter, but when he handed it to Veigar, he was keenly aware of the anger in Veigar's eyes.

The application was rejected.

Vega never expected that such a simple request would be refused by the regiment headquarters.

You know, with the influence and evaluation of the Imperial Wings Medal in the army, even if he didn't apply for such a mission of military merit, he would probably fall on his head, but after he applied, the regiment headquarters actually directly rejected it. , Is this an attempt to hide him in the snow?

anyway.

He needs to participate in guerrilla missions, and he will not feel safe if he does not become a magician.

Since the application form was not good, he was going to go to the regiment headquarters to inquire in person.

Although this would to a certain extent violate the regulations that the highest officer of the sentry tower cannot leave his post without permission, and even his evaluation in the regiment headquarters would decline, but he could no longer control that much, and he wanted to become a magician as soon as possible no matter what.And as the holder of the Wings of the Empire Medal, it's just that no one will pay attention to such small mistakes.

Vega said to his lieutenant, Char: "Adjutant, I need to go to the regiment headquarters in person. The deputy company commander will be responsible for the affairs of the sentry tower, and you will convey the order instead of me."

"Yes, Captain."

After the adjutant's figure disappeared, Veigar tidied up his military uniform a bit, and then headed towards the regiment headquarters.

About two hours later.

Veigar got his wish and came to the regiment headquarters, and led by the soldiers to the gate of the regiment staff camp.

But before he entered it, he heard a roar.

"Ganther you bastard."

An angry voice came out through the door: "Do you think that if you want to be promoted, you will look down on me as an old friend? But recently our 4th regiment was accidentally hunted down by the mages of the Kingdom Army and killed several professionals, resulting in a shortage of good people. You borrowed a few professionals to carry out guerrilla missions, why are you so stingy?"

"Kill, calm down."

The head of the regiment came with a helpless voice: "It's not that I won't help you. Which officer doesn't know that your 4th regiment is a cannon fodder regiment that has not yet withdrawn to Kareni. Go out and ask casually. Is there any professional who is willing to take care of your group?" Disorganized, undisciplined, and incapable of combat. Although no one disobeys mandatory orders, as the head of the regiment, I always have to take care of the feelings of my subordinates."

boom.

Veigar didn't need to guess, it was the sound of slapping the table: "This is just your rhetoric. I don't believe that there is no professional in your regiment who is willing to earn such free military merit."

"Keir, if it was in the past, of course he would flock to him."

The voice of the regiment staff officer became a little dumbfounding: "But you also said that the defense level of the United Kingdom has increased a lot recently. When performing guerrilla missions, even 70.00% of them can hit the professionals of the Royal Army. Military achievements are indeed attractive, but that also has to be done." Come back alive. Especially the evaluation of the cannon fodder troops in the army can no longer be lowered. If it is not a mandatory order, I am afraid that no officer is willing to command a group of prostitutes."

"enough."

An angry voice came: "Speaking of which, you are about to be promoted and look down on my old friend!"

"How about this."

The head of the regiment finally sighed helplessly: "You can ask any officer in the regiment for advice. If they are willing to be seconded to your army to participate in guerrilla missions, I will definitely not object. Of course, the premise is that no threats or lures are allowed. , and the secondment period cannot exceed one month."

Paused.

The head of the regiment Ganser continued: "If there are officers who are willing to be seconded to your army, although they still belong to the 3rd Regiment in terms of personnel, all responsibilities will be borne by the 4th Regiment regardless of merit or fault. You write a letter of commitment."

"Hahaha, it's a deal."

The rough voice echoed in the entire regiment headquarters: "Ganse, don't regret that I will scoop out all the professionals from your 3 regiments."

"If you can dig it away, go ahead." The confident voice of the leader Ganser overwhelmed Kiel's rough voice.

(End of this chapter)