Steel, Guns, and the Industrial Party that Traveled to Another World

"Count Graman, I have drawn up a preliminary plan for flag signals. Please take a look."

The day after everyone held a meeting to decide to prepare for war, the female consultant Miss Dias found Paul and wanted to submit her research results for a period of time.

Paul was overjoyed: "Oh? This is really a pillow for you."

Erin was a little surprised: "Why does Earl Graman say that?"

"Well... To be honest, we have some 'small frictions' with our neighbors in the south, and we may need some special ways of communication."

Erin understood and despised in her heart: "Men are really a group of barbaric creatures, they like to use force to solve problems at every turn."

"Can't they sit down at the table and talk it out?"

Thinking of the rebellion in the south of the kingdom that almost ruined her life, she felt very sad about the injustice of the Creator: "It would be great if this world was dominated by us women, then there would definitely be no war."

She was not very worried about Paul, unless there was a blood feud between the two families, the war between local lords would generally not be fatal, even if one side was captured, the winning side would provide the captive with good food and drink, and then the family would pay a ransom and release him.

The only ones who were really unlucky were the soldiers who were forcibly conscripted and the civilians who were plundered. Few lords would care about their lives. In the eyes of the nobles, they were all consumables.

Paul opened a thick atlas handed over by Miss Dias.

It was full of pictures of various little people holding flags and making different poses. Each pose was detailed with what it meant, and some complex information needed to be expressed with the help of several poses.

"Have all the officers in the staff department seen it?"

"Yes, Earl Graman? This was finally determined after full communication with them."

Thinking of the situation when she just took over this job, Irene was a little unhappy. Those officers actually made her sign a confidentiality agreement and memorize it by heart before she could start working.

The agreement was nothing more than one meaning: the work content related to the army and everything she saw in the army, not a word was allowed to be revealed to others.

What's even more bizarre is that these guys have to take a confidentiality test every once in a while.

"I, Eileen Rodney, the second princess of the Aldo Kingdom, am a person who keeps her word. How can I be distrusted like this?" Thinking of this, she complained to Paul about the confidentiality system in the army. Paul smiled and comforted her: "There is nothing we can do about it. Rules are rules. And it's not just you, the external staff. Don't the officers in the staff department have to be inspected regularly like you?" That's true. Eileen felt balanced. However, the situation in the Alda army was really different from her previous understanding of the army. Her elder sister was also the one in charge of the army. She often told her about some things in the army. She also went to the barracks with her elder sister. The army of the lord in front of her was different from the army of the kingdom government in every way. In addition to the strict confidentiality system, another difference was that the gap between superiors and subordinates was relatively small, and the officers and soldiers communicated more. In the kingdom's army, officers and soldiers are two species living in two different worlds. Officers are from noble families, while soldiers are from civilians or serfs. The military camp is a miniature society, and everything in society will naturally be reflected in the military camp.

She guessed: It may be because the members of this army are all from the lower class.

Irene learned that except for Chief of Staff Schroeder, a knight who can be called a "quasi-noble", everyone else is from civilians or serfs in the territory.

Paul looked through the atlas from beginning to end and felt that there was no problem. The battlefield commands he imagined were basically covered.

"Ms. Dias, let's find a time to practice it?"

"During the development of this system, the staff allocated a platoon and a gun crew to learn at any time. Now they are very proficient in this set of flags."

Paul was very satisfied: "I will notify the staff to arrange a drill immediately."

...

A large open area on the south bank of Lake Weiss was temporarily designated as an exercise area, and no outsiders were allowed to enter.

All the troops stationed in the lake town gathered here to watch the demonstration of flag signal operation.

Paul and the officers stood on a high ground, and two trained "communication soldiers" stood in front of them.

Of course, the female consultant was with Paul and his team.

A platoon of musketeers and a cannon group were deployed in their southwest direction. The distance was very far, and both sides could only see each other's movements through telescopes.

In the southeast and south of them, several huge circles were clearly circled with lime powder. That was the target area for artillery shooting.

A large number of scarecrows were erected in the circle. After the artillery fired, the musketeers would shoot or stab at these scarecrows.

After everything was ready, the exercise began.

Paul first said: "Order the artillery to fire at the enemy in the south."

A communication soldier immediately sent a flag signal to the southwest where the exercise artillery was located.

There were also four communication soldiers on the artillery position, two responsible for artillery communication and two responsible for infantry communication.

A signalman who was watching Paul with a telescope shouted nervously: "An order has come! For the artillery."

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

In the telescope, the signalman next to the Earl began to wave the flag.

He watched the other party's movements without blinking, and after the other party completed the first operation, his brain confirmed the information that the other party wanted to convey.

The signalman ordered his companion beside him: "Reply to confirm!"

The companion nodded and sent a flag signal to the high ground where the officers were.

The signalman who was holding the telescope before quickly conveyed the received order to the artillery: "The target is directly south of the headquarters, and keep firing."

"Let's go, boys!"

Under the command of the gunner, the gunners turned the muzzle to point to the target area in the southeast of themselves. The ammunition had been loaded, and they started firing after slightly adjusting the elevation angle.

After firing five shots in a row, the signalman in charge of observation on the infantry platoon shouted: "The infantry platoon is advancing to the target directly south of the headquarters!"

The marching drum sounded, and accompanied by the drumbeats and the orders of the platoon leader, the infantry equipped with muskets lined up and advanced to the southeast.

As they advanced, the shells fired by the artillery behind them whizzed over their heads from time to time. They would not stop until they received new orders or might hit friendly forces.

On the high ground in the north, Paul and others watched with great satisfaction as the infantry platoon advanced to the target, fired a volley and then charged.

"Very good!" He praised sincerely, and a Chinese word popped up in his head-like an arm and a finger.

He bowed to Miss "Diash": "Thank you for your contribution, this is what I want."

Irene was very proud of hearing this, but still said modestly: "This is my job, Count."

"Let's test other instructions!"

Paul rubbed his hands excitedly and said so to everyone.

Yesterday, the team was assigned a new project. During the development period, there is less free time, so I can only update once a day. However, if I have time, I will still update twice a day from time to time.

Thank you for your support and understanding.