The captain lazily leaned back in the trench, like a salted fish that had lost its dreams. The disastrous defeat at the front line made him lose all interest.
This is the front line of the war. They just suffered a terrible defeat. Almost half of his brothers died.
Even if there is a beautiful girl riding a horse next to her who is a disaster to the country and the people.
There is no response at all when I brush it up.
Of course there was no response.
Even if the German high-ranking officers came.
The captain didn't want to pay any attention to it.
Even the extremely beautiful girl in front of me.
In a place like this, if a girl who looks about sixteen or seventeen years old suddenly runs out wearing a captain's uniform, there are only three possibilities.
First, she was the daughter of some great noble who secretly ran to the front line.
Second, she was gifted with military talent and reached the rank of captain before she reached adulthood.
Third, she is a fake.
If any normal person were asked to guess, they would guess the first one. Anyway, the captain didn't believe that this girl was gifted.
Therefore, the captain must adhere to a principle and try not to have anything to do with this kind of woman. If anything happens to her on the battlefield, whoever touches her will be in trouble.
"Captain, be careful of your appearance. You represent the glory of Bulgaria."
The girl yelled at the captain.
The captain looked unconcerned.
"If you want to complain, please go to my superior. He is in a meeting right now."
"Captain, do you think I can do nothing to you?"
"It's all up to you."
The captain moved his body, inadvertently showing the Medal of Bravery and the Medal of Military Merit on his chest, which respectively represent bravery and extraordinary courage shown in combat, and recognize long and loyal service in the army.
The meaning is very simple.
This is what he got from the army, the front lines, and the pile of corpses on the battlefield in the Balkans. Do you, a young girl like you, have the right to talk about this?
It's not like a young girl like Hilde is qualified to criticize.
Although Hilde has white hair.
Hilde took a deep breath
"I need to borrow soldiers from you."
"Please give me the action documents."
"No."
"Then please find someone else."
He rejected Hilde without a second thought. His soldiers were all his brothers, how could he lend money to a yellow-haired girl who came from nowhere? Even if he had the operational documents from the command center, the captain would not lend it.
The girl took a deep breath in dissatisfaction.
Then he spoke again.
"I need to ask you about the supply situation, Captain!)
"Um?"
If you talk about this, I won't be sleepy anymore.
Hearing Hilde say this.
He got up with a somersault on the brush.
"My voice was a little loud just now, miss... no, comrade! Please don't mind!"
"I need to know the status of your supplies."
"Of course, of course!"
The captain's expression seemed to change.
He could probably guess why this young lady went to the front line. You couldn't expect such a young lady to really carry a gun to the front line, so it was more likely that she was investigating the material situation at the front line, especially conducting an audit after the defeat.
This is crucial for a frontline officer like the captain. If it is other aspects, it will be fine, but if you hold on to the thigh of the young lady in front of you.
He could get more supplies for his brothers.
In this kind of battlefield.
One more bullet could be fatal.
The captain was not afraid of Hilde because as a frontline officer, he was arrogant to the core.
But the people at the arsenal are afraid.
Such a young lady.
Who knows who is behind her?
If you treat her well, she will think it is her duty. If you treat her badly, she will be disgusted by you.
So when I learned that Hilde came here for supplies.
His attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.
Hilde asked helplessly.
"So how much supplies are you short of?
"It's not a question of whether something is lacking or not, but rather a question of not being enough from beginning to end."
"Data, Captain, I need specific data."
"Okay, let me give you an example of bullets. According to regulations, before the war started, our company of 110 people should have more than 20,000 rounds of bullets, but in fact we only received 10,000 rounds of bullets. Do you know what this means? This means that each of our soldiers can use less than 100 rounds of bullets. This is just the ammunition. Normally, each soldier should be equipped with military boots, but so far we have not seen a pair of military boots. The food is even more outrageous...
"You mean all supplies are in short supply?"
"You can say that, but we can't count on military boots and the like. Just give us food and ammunition, yes, and medicine. We must win this war."
"How about this, please sign a document for me and send me a logistics soldier."
"Okay, okay, when do you want it?"
"I'll come back and get it later."
"OK!"
Shang Shu turned around and looked at the soldiers behind him.
"Which of you would like to meet this captain...
He looked at a group of soldiers who raised their hands before he could finish speaking.
The captain was disappointed.
You are the best soldiers on the front line, yet you are obsessed with this little brat.
Hilde rode away.
It wasn't just this one company. Hilde went through several other companies in the same way, and only one company refused.
When Hilde comes back again.
The original two-person team has become a seven-person team.
The powerless noble lady suddenly became a captain of the Bulgarian Kingdom.
Power is a strange thing.
If you want to become a captain directly from nothing, you must understand where the power comes from.
Power is never acquired through plunder.
It is given.
It was given by this dress and by Hilde's German identity.
It was given by the deserter Dimitar.
For deserters.
All right.
In fact, Hilde didn't know whether Dimitar was a deserter or not, but that didn't matter. What mattered was that Dimitar would be considered a deserter, and if caught as a deserter, he would die. He had to acknowledge Hilde's authority as the captain, only in this way could he not be considered a deserter, but a soldier who had lost contact with his unit.
He didn't need to know whether Hilde was real or fake. This was a matter for the higher-ups and had nothing to do with him as an ordinary soldier.
Following Hilde will prove that he is not a deserter.
so.
The deserter Dimitar gave Hilde the power to rule over him.
But this is not enough.
Faced with the captain who truly has real power.
He could have chosen to ignore Hilde. If it was his superior, he would have asked to see Hilde's ID, and Hilde would have been exposed. So Hilde had to let the captain give him more power.
But here's the problem.
Hilde had neither a certificate nor an operational order. How could the captain grant Hilde the authority?
Then Hilde needs to give the captain power first.
Just like Hilde relieved the deserter Dimitar of his deserter status.
There are many sources of power.
It is usually divided into five types. The first is the legitimate power from the law, the second is the guiding power from personal charm, the third is the professional power from professionalism, the fourth is the reward power through spiritual and material rewards, and the fifth is the coercive power of violence.
The powers are complementary.
Hilde's epaulettes represent legitimate authority and also need to be given corresponding rewards.
Then the reward is material things.
This Balkan War almost completely exposed Bulgaria's shortcomings of insufficient reserve materials and chaotic management. There was almost no place on the entire front line that was not short of supplies, so whenever Hilde mentioned supplies, everyone would be excited.
For Captain.
He doesn't care whether Hilde is real or fake. Even if Hilde is fake, he won't lose anything. At most he will lose face.
Hilde wanted the list of supplies and the soldiers on loan. Hilde couldn't possibly eat the soldiers, but judging from Hilde's face, the soldiers were probably quite happy. As for the list of supplies, it was not a secret at all. Hilde could tell anyone he asked.
So the result is.
Hilde gave the captain the ability to obtain material rewards, and the captain gave Hilde more power.
After a tour around the front line.
Hilde found five companies using the same method.
Four soldiers were obtained.
This is power.
Not enough.
Originally, Hilde did not want to participate in the war. But now she has joined in order to protect herself.
If we want to ensure safety, we can only demand greater power.
Bregarnica River.
Bulgarian quartermaster station.
Theoretically, as a captain, Hilde should have gone to the arsenal to ask for supplies.
Bulgaria's quartermaster department, from top to bottom, consists of the Ministry of War, the Quartermaster Headquarters, the Quartermaster Office, the Quartermaster Bureau, the Quartermaster Depot, and the Quartermaster Station.
A commissary is a large storage facility used to store and distribute military supplies such as ammunition, food, clothing, and equipment. It is usually located in a safe area away from the front lines and can serve multiple units or even an entire army.
A quartermaster depot is a smaller facility used for the immediate supply of troops in the field. It is usually located closer to the front lines and is responsible for providing ammunition, food, and other supplies to troops as needed. A supply point can be mobile or fixed, depending on the needs of the unit it serves.
If Hilde is a captain, he can go to the armory.
But if Hilde went to the armory, he would be exposed.
The Battle of Bregarnica was the largest battle since the start of the Second Balkan War. In the arsenal at the front, the officers equipped were of the starting grade of schoolmaster, and as long as Hilde's certificate was gone.
So Hilde needed to go to a lower-level military supply station.
The soldiers who came with Hilde did not find it strange. To them, Hilde came here simply because the supply station was closer.
There were several sheets of paper in the book, on which were written the materials owed by the Quartermaster Department, and under each sheet was the captain's signature.
When Hilde arrived at the quartermaster station.
The guarding soldier immediately stopped in front of Hilde.
"Please show me your ID!"
Of course Hilde couldn't produce the ID.
But Hilde was still able to get the other documents.
He took out a small book from the bag on the saddle and handed it to the soldier. This was the list given to Hilde last time. The soldier took it, took a look at it and frowned.
If other officers come and ask for it.
They just sent him away.
But Hilde was wearing a German captain's uniform, which was a bit intriguing.
"Captain, I don't quite understan
d what you mean."
"Send your commander out to see me."
This kind of thing is very difficult for grassroots soldiers like them to deal with. After all, they can't afford to offend both sides, so reporting it to their superiors is the best way to deal with it.
"yes!"