I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy Chapter 39

EP.39

Meanwhile, in the blink of an eye, we realized that our prisoners were about to be killed, and the corporal, who seemed to be the most senior among them, trembled with fear and looked at me and the members of the detachment with desperate eyes asking for their lives.

“Please save us, elders. I don’t know who you are, but we are just mere soldiers. We did not come to fight the Reich Empire. They are just slaves brought in because they are powerless. Please take pity on me and spare my life.”

Whether in Korea or here, there are no crazy people who became soldiers because they wanted to join the military, unless they applied to become non-commissioned officers or officers.

No, South Korea is in a truce with North Korea, but only in very special cases.

It is said that there is no such thing as directly risking one’s life in combat, but the soldiers of this world are treated much worse and have to engage in actual combat.

These are guys whose top priority is to keep their bodies healthy rather than prove their loyalty to the country, so what he said is not wrong.

“That is none of my business. However, if you answer my questions well, I will allow all three of you to return safely.”

When the rope came down that said they could survive, they were filled with anticipation and asked in louder voices than before.

“Is that true? Are you really going to save me?”

“It depends on how sincerely you answer. But if even one of you three talks nonsense, know that you will all die.”

At those words, the three soldiers were so moved that they shed tears and expressed their gratitude, probably because they thought I would save them.

If there’s one thing they’re mistaken about, it’s because we are a separate unit of the advance reconnaissance battalion whose identity and existence must never be revealed.

It is said that there is a custom of releasing even enemy soldiers if they are given information before entering into a full-scale engagement, but due to the nature of our separate unit, we have no intention of letting them live.

“First of all, where is the Czechavian army and what is its size?”

“We were stationed near the Iris Plain near the village of Paris two days ago, so we should be passing near Chariot Hill now. “I don’t know the exact size of the expeditionary force, but I believe it is approximately 50,000 people.”

“Do you know which castle is closest to Paris Village or Chariot Hill?”

“Lisov Castle and Vycem Castle.”

Based on where I am now, if I were to ride a horse to the Visocia region near the border, which is the departure point of the detachment, it would take about a week to nine days.

Moreover, considering that as the army grows in size, the distance it can travel each day decreases drastically.

It would take them about a month to a month and a half to reach Visochia near the border, and there was only one route to choose from when they marched.

There may be several side roads or paths that a small group of about 100 people can pass through.

According to what I observed during reconnaissance, there is only one river flowing through which a large army of over 50,000 people can move at once, requisition the necessary food, and secure clean drinking water for the soldiers.

Even when playing games like StarCraft, if you knew the path an enemy would come to attack your base, you could mobilize a small number of units and harass them like crazy.

What if it is a real-life battle with a level of autonomy that is incomparable to that of a strategy game?

It would be possible to infuse an enemy commander with such anger that his low blood pressure would be completely cured in an instant.

Satisfied with the information they provided, I gave them some helpful commands that would make it easier to access the information they had not yet provided.

“You gave me good information. Ensign Laura, please untie the rope as you promised.”

“Major, no matter what, there is a risk that the scouts will run away. But to untie the rope.”

“Well, they can’t escape from here unless we let them go. “With over 20 soldiers surrounding 3 people, how can they escape?”

When Laura heard that, she nodded in agreement, then cut their rope and released them.

Then the Czech scouts fell to their knees, filled with anticipation of being alive, and said with tears in their eyes.

“thank you! thank you! “Thank you for saving my life.”

“I will never tell you that I met them.”

“I will forget everything I ever met you. No, I already forgot.”

I haven’t even said a word about returning him alive, but look how thrilled he is that I let him off the rope.

Still, I don’t know if they also have a conscience.

If you tell us that the so-called scouts were captured by the enemy and leaked the information, you can believe me when I say that I won’t tell you about meeting us because my head will be blown off by a beheading ax in a court-martial.

“Then I will ask you a few more questions and then let you go.”

“Yes, just ask anything.”

“Do you know what the morale of the soldiers is like, how they are fed, and what tactics they plan to use? Do you often stay near the village? “I would like you to tell me in as much detail as you can.”

In the modern Korean military, I learned that even if a sergeant is a squad leader, he is given detailed instructions in actual combat.

‘When the enemy approaches, fire with all your might to kill all of their troops and occupy point A. Then, if you feel like you can’t handle it, retreat to point B.’

This is because it gives instructions on how to fight the enemy, the goal to capture, and the point to retreat to in case of emergency.

You can obtain quite useful information just by capturing soldiers, but the level of education of the soldiers of this era is very low.

So, I’m not smart, but I don’t know how to use it, so the only strategy I know is ‘who the enemy is and you attack’, so it’s almost meaningless.

I asked just in case, and the most important thing is the enemy’s morale and diet.

“Soldier morale is always the same. To be honest, everyone wants to go home quickly, because it’s war and all. Only the high-ranking people know about the strategy, but soldier idiots like us don’t know anything other than that the Reich Empire is the enemy. However, the people in high places seem to care a lot about us, so we get a lot of food. “I often eat stews and fresh cheese with real meat instead of the damn cured meat.”

When I heard that, I had already thought of a great way to inflict as much pain as possible on the enemy by mobilizing a detachment of only 20 people.

Is it because the tactless scout has a desire to live?

He continued speaking as if appealing to us.

“More than 50,000 soldiers are not allowing us to go near the village, saying they cannot stay there.”

In addition, I want to let that idiot live because he gave me all the information I wanted to know except the enemy’s strategy.

In the worst case scenario, if our existence becomes known, our detachment will be annihilated.

“There…”

I raised my hand to stop him from saying what he was saying.

“That’s enough information. Then I will let you go as promised, so don’t look back and take the others with you.”

At that, the guy who had been answering my questions obediently had an expression on his face filled with joy that he was truly alive, nodded, bowed, and tried to run away with his men.

At that time, I gave a signal and ordered them to be killed the moment they turned their backs.

I feel a little sorry for the scouts who gave me information, but what can I do? The life of one of my soldiers is more precious to me than the lives of thousands of you.

The moment when the soldiers of Czechia were so relieved that they were alive that they let down their guard and turned their backs.

Those in the separate unit, including Laura, pulled out their swords and aimed at their necks or waists, killing them instantly with a single blow.

They didn’t feel any pain right before they died, so I guess they died comfortably at this rate.

“Then, from now on, we will just take the map they left behind and go check the location and size of the enemy army. “Everyone, hurry up and get ready.”

**

And the next day, along with 20 other members of the detachment, I headed to the hill overlooking the enemy camp that the dead scout told me about.

There were about 50,000 Czech soldiers and knights, as well as carts of various sizes, moving around there.

Among them, what was most impressive was:

Even though the army was walking in a procession, carts containing various foods were continuously joining and leaving on the other side.

As the scout said, the Czechavian army is probably solving the problem by conscripting as much food as possible from the surrounding villages.

Otherwise, there would be no reason for the cart to come and go like that.

After visually determining the approximate number, location, and marching speed of the Czechoslovakian army, I gave the order.

“From now on, the detachment will return as quickly as possible to the original route and move to a village near the starting point. And we implement a new plan to harass them! “Hurry up!”

A word from the author (author review)

Merry Christmas!!!

I hope you have a Merry Christmas and I will be joining you this weekend.

Merry christmas zakuti 🙂

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