.Because the deep and rear hinterland is not permanently stationed, the Giant Bear Legion camp outside Emon Harbor is relatively simple to build. There are no trenches dug on the periphery, but a circle of low fences are just a circle of low fences, and ordinary people can jump over without even using a pole. There are no brick and stone buildings in the barracks, and soldiers and officers live in a row house built by a stairs. If you have the qualifications and cannot even take a wooden house, you have to find a flat ground to set up a tent.

Even the most grand legion headquarters is just a temporary two-story wooden building. The walls and floor surfaces are covered with wood thorns and wood shavings all over the floor. The whole house is filled with the fragrance of logs in the wind, which is obviously a hasty work.

In addition to the stairs and the gatehouse, the first floor of the headquarters is a spacious conference room. A large combat map is hung on the wall, and a bulky but sturdy round table is placed in the center of the room, with several small stools scattered around it. Like the building, it is also temporarily composed of logs. Feili is now sitting on a small stool next to the round table, waiting patiently for the arrival of his subordinates.

In fact, in the highly hierarchical army, military meetings usually use oval or rectangular tables. The highest officer sits at one end of the table, or the superior seat, and the officer sits in two rows. Generally, the closer the seat is to the superior, the higher the rank, and vice versa. The opposite side of the superior seat, that is, the farthest away from the superior, usually sits with a clerk. Things like map reports are hung behind the superior seat. This model is basically universal.

If he asked why Feili did not follow the convention and chose to hold a meeting next to a round table that symbolizes equality, he could naturally give a lot of high-sounding reasons. For example, if he lacks qualifications, he should respect his predecessors in the army before the war; or the Giant Bear Legion is theoretically just a self-built militia organization, with no idea about the etiquette routines in the regular army; and the other is that he has too many luck in his credit, although he is very hyped in the newspapers outside. However, the people in the army are very clear about what is going on, and they cannot put on airs in front of them.

But fundamentally, this was caused by Feili's lack of confidence in his leadership. He knew very well that he actually didn't know how to fight, although his colleagues were worse than him.

In the era when Feili learned magic, various powerful weapons have basically driven ordinary magicians out of the battlefield. Magicians basically engage in trivial matters of life that are not related to combat. Naturally, the school does not teach magical skills. Therefore, his understanding of how to use magic to fight is only in legendary novels and military magazines, and he can't even attack magic with a slightly more decent attack.

After coming to this war era, his colleagues around him didn't know how to fight than him, so naturally no one could teach him. If a real professional combat mage was allowed to compete with him, Fili at level 14 would probably not even be able to beat his opponent at level 10. Fortunately, he had basically experienced some messy melee. He was lucky, and he was not seriously injured by a bald man. However, it is hard to say whether he could have such good luck in the future.

However, if there were so many people to work together, it would be better than having a one-man show. Moreover, in the long table, how to rank seats is still a headache, and it would offend people no matter what. For the current randomly pieced together officers, any internal conflict is very dangerous. This is the direct reason why he made a round table.

Feili sat on the bench and knocked on the table for a long time, and finally people came in one after another, and each pulled a small stool to sit down. Now Feili is still a senior white-collar worker in charge of more than 5,000 people and more than 1,000 bears. She must have a few assistants under her. Although they are not capable and do some ridiculous things all day long, Feili is not in the local area and has no connections, so she has to pinch her nose and put it in.

The first person to come in was Mr. Druid Winnie, the deputy corps commander. He had been gnawing meat bones outside the headquarters gate just now. By the time he finished gnawing, he was almost half an hour late. What's more special is that the deputy corps commander did not come in from the door, but came directly from the outside of the wall. Of course, this is not to say that he can pass through the wall. It is because the entire wall in the conference room was mostly removed for the iron cockroaches' bumper car game yesterday morning, and only a few wooden strips were left hanging there. The lighting was so good that the hole was so big that even the Black Dragon Sherlock Holmes could get in. It would be no problem to walk on the bear.

Since the big druid came in, his translator and follower Grana had to come. There was obviously no stool that could support Winnie's thousands of pounds in the conference room, so he had to sit on the ground, and while sitting, he leaned over and leaned against the wall to take a nap. However, as soon as the fat body fell down, the thin little building seemed to have had a magnitude 6 earthquake. The floor, wall, and tables and chairs jumped sharply, scaring Feili quickly lay on the table and grabbed the corner of the table, almost not falling down.

After that, the one who came in was replaced

The red-robed mage of gray military uniform, Fetton, an important pillar of the Giant Bear Legion, who had just turned 20, serves as the infantry commander and the legion's direct magic commando. Although there are only four mages under his command, there are thousands of ordinary soldiers. This glorious task made Fetton, who had always been a low-level soldier in the Serre Federation, excited as if he had taken a big pill. He stayed in the training ground all day and was sternly supervised, and even worked hard to learn Naserrel. Now he can shout commands in a strange tone. Even more complicated conversations, coupled with gestures and "pen talks", he can make do with it.

In fact, it is simply a joke to let a foreigner who has obstacles to communication as the chief officer of the army. The problem is that among all the people in the Giant Bear Legion, he has been in the regular army and fought many bad battles. In order to make the main infantry of the Giant Bear Legion a little bit like an army and not become a blood-threatening chocolate corps, Feili had to bite the bullet and ask Fedon to command the main force.

The only thing that makes people scratch his head is that Ferton's military rank is still only a second lieutenant, and every squadron leader under him has a higher rank than him, which has a great negative effect on clarifying the relationship between superiors and subordinates. However, there is no way to do so. Feili has long submitted his promotion application to the Ministry of National Defense through ultra-long-range communication, but there is a habit of discriminating against foreigners everywhere. Others' promotions have been passed, but his has no further information. Fortunately, the appointment and removal of the Giant Bear Legion is only possible as long as Chairman Zena nods. Therefore, Ferton's infantry commando is actually in charge of two infantry brigades, one magic commando, and sometimes also has artillery teams. Most of the troops of the army are usually in charge of him, and he is really worthy of being in power.

The hierarchy of the Giant Bear Legion is very simple. Each ten people are a squadron, and each ten squadron forms a squadron. Several squadrons gather together are called brigades. Each brigade has different numbers of people, and the proportion of auxiliary soldiers and combat soldiers is also different. The largest number of people is two infantry brigades, each with twelve squadrons, which are basically combat soldiers. The least one is a scout brigade, with only two dissatisfied squadrons in total. Although the unlucky Bear Brigade has eleven squadrons, according to the intelligence level of the bear, in battle, they can only go up or collapse thousands of miles. The so-called organization is just a decoration in actual implementation.

The captain of the First Infantry Battalion was Ferton, and the commander of the Second Infantry Battalion was an old police officer named Neville. He was very experienced and originally served as a squad leader in the militia. He claimed to be a monk in a temple. He had invincible boxing skills and outstanding shooting skills. Everyone respected him very much. He often recommended him as the leader during the strike and protest. Later, in the defense of the new Demon Sobrey City, officers at all levels suffered heavy losses. Neville, who was lucky enough to not join the battle, became a popular candidate for promotion. As a result, after testing, his boxing skills were indeed surprising. He was beaten by a half-man-tall bear with a palm and dropped two front teeth. He shot targets one by one, knocking down a colleague standing in his vertical direction. The medical team rescued him for a day and a night before he came back.

Everyone was shocked and repeatedly asked, the old thief stammered and asked. It turned out that the temple was in financial difficulties at that time, so he had to launch various names such as honorary monks, honorary samurai and honorary saints, and recruited sponsorships from all walks of life. The father of this person happened to be a devout believer, so he donated an honorary monk to his son who was under one year old. The name sounded good, but in fact he had never experienced the training of a monk for a day. You can imagine the martial arts skills.

However, although Neville likes to talk big, he is very popular, and is the kind that can be enjoyed everywhere he goes. He is usually kind and works diligently. He has many friends among officers and soldiers and congressmen. So after choosing, he finally chose him as the captain. Neville also knew that he didn't have much ability, and he usually regarded himself as Ferton's assistant and cooperated well.

Following Lieutenant Feden, the half-elf girl Al, who was rank of major, also came to the meeting with a jump. This counterfeiting habitual prisoner who made a great contribution in the defense of the new magic Sobrey City was recommended by the Chairman and is now fully responsible for the engineering brigade. In the name of developing new equipment, she was busy making all kinds of paper-paste fake horses and fake cannons all day long, and almost turned the engineer brigade into a funeral supply factory. She was so diligent that she was extremely diligent. The only flaw is that she often forgot her job. The important task of repairing the big hole in the headquarters conference room was repeatedly urged by Feili for a day, but she was so shocked that she had not even sent a human hair. After finally waiting for her to come for the meeting by herself, Feili was about to question her, but she actually stuck a piece of cardboard on it casually, causing the legion leader to be angry.
Chapter completed!