149 – Uk ranian Civil War (5)
The telegram, delivered by Enoch Levandel with the help of Sarah Ronald, the Wilson Times’ Uk ranian correspondent, was quickly transmitted to each cooperative unit.
It was right after I heard from the residents of the nearby village that many strangers who had never been seen before were being discovered recently.
Chief of Staff Claude Lane, who is in command of the unit during the battalion commander’s absence, immediately began moving the unit.
“Everyone said it was a barracks that would have to be moved someday…….”
“Because we are definitely moving on this opportunity.”
After Major Claude, who sighed and confirmed that the troops were safely boarding the airship, Lieutenant Hilton Calia approached and saluted.
“What about company members?”
“Everyone is fine. I am also in good shape.”
“Check again to see if you have packed or disposed of any items that can be inferred from where they went.”
“Leave it to me, Chief of Staff.”
In fact, the barracks had been virtually empty for a few weeks.
Important documents have already been handed over to the new barracks, and rather, only fake documents in preparation for seizure and search remain.
In addition, the number of personnel was at least enough to keep the enemy forces from noticing the change.
As soon as the telegram was delivered, the entire unit was able to move quickly as if it had evaporated.
Originally, the 8th Assault Magical Infantry Battalion was scattered in several units for the purpose of ‘teaching’ or ‘training observation’ due to its uniqueness, so it was very easy to secretly siphon off personnel.
It must have been a completely empty house when the coup forces arrived belatedly.
“This is how it ends.”
Sergeant Rick Hanson, who is in charge of training for the headquarters company, muttered in a bitter voice.
“Do they not see the burning future of their homeland?”
He had a calm expression, but he was clearly angry.
This is Rick Hanson, who has been with the 8th Assault Magical Infantry Battalion ever since it was founded. From low end soldiers to sergeants.
It was an incredible rate of promotion as much as the majors he had accumulated, but the bloodstains of his comrades who had died without being able to fully express their intentions were clearly visible under his feet.
This is an opportunity that was finally achieved after shedding so much blood, sweat, and tears.
Those traitors, obsessed with having their bowls stolen, were throwing the country into chaos at a crucial time.
“The ground hardens after rain. Think we’re going into the middle of a storm.”
“…… I will never forgive you.”
“That goes for me too.”
Originally, in order for a caterpillar to metamorphose into a butterfly, it must go through a pupa.
It is only after enduring the most vulnerable, most helpless, and most difficult times that you can become a butterfly that gracefully flies across the wide sky.
If it is to prepare for the huge storm that will come.
The Principality of Uk ran needed to be reborn as a chrysalis.
The only thing they can do in this situation is to follow the instructions of Enoch Revandel, which they promised in advance.
“Chief of Staff, all troops boarded without omission.”
“Let’s go.”
“Where do I get the route?”
At the words of the air squadron pilot, Claude Lane’s eyes flashed.
“The capital, Kayev.”
***
Waaa-!!
Same time.
It wasn’t just the Central Army Training Center in Kayev, the capital city, that the ear-splitting siren rang out.
Northern Corps. In particular, a siren waking up the night was shaking the air throughout the troops built in the Villatok estate, which Count Jacques Pedro was in charge of as an honorary lord.
“Urgent news! Those crazy bastards of the Eastern Legion staged a real coup!!”
“Damn it, you really have no choice but to intervene!!”
Lieutenant General Kharkov, the commander of the Northern Corps in charge of the Northern Corps, chewed his lips.
He wasn’t originally from Enoch Levandell’s faction.
However, as the investment of the prince and neighboring countries flowed into the munitions factory built in the Villatok territory, Kharkov, the commander of the northern corps, was also in a position to benefit to some extent.
Lieutenant General Geor Wasilovsky, the commander of the Southern Corps, who was extremely sympathetic to Enoch Levandel, was not only his close friend.
Recently, his eldest son became engaged to Ekaterina Pedro, the daughter of the honorary lord of the Villatok estate, and he quickly became close to Enoch’s faction.
He recalled an intimate conversation he had had with Enoch Levandel, who had attended an engagement ceremony the other day.
-Are you serious? It just sounds really crazy to me.
-It sounds crazy, so I’m telling the lieutenant general.
In the Uk ranian Army, there were countless adjectives describing Lieutenant Colonel Enoch Levandell.
Only a few months to go from second lieutenant to captain, and only a few months to go from captain to lieutenant colonel.
An unprecedented young officer who rose through all five ranks to become a lieutenant colonel in just over a year.
Liberator of the port cities of Maniopol and Portmork that were unilaterally invaded.
A negotiator who overturned unfavorable public opinion in one shot and led to the surrender of Nur Egener, the Azov National Liberation Front, who had terribly harassed Uk ran in the First Quernen War.
Not only that, but it wasn’t enough to suggest an offensive strategy, the kingmaker put his superior, Sonny Zeppelin, in the position of lieutenant general, commander of the landing force.
The great commander who spearheaded the counterattack and annihilated the notorious Azov shaman.
A colossal tycoon with a career that couldn’t even be called a bubble now came to him and said, “There will be a coup in the next few months.”
If it was someone else, I would have thought of it as an angry outburst or a light joking drunk.
Because it was Enoch Levandel, Lieutenant General Kharkov, commander of the Northern Corps, had no choice but to fall into trouble.
-There must be some renegades in the Lieutenant General’s unit. When it really does happen, remember the officers who don’t call in on time.
It still seemed as if Enoch Levandel’s voice shimmered in the lieutenant general’s ears.
-They are traitors.
“Immediately assemble your commanders and order the corps’ direct light infantry regiment to block the eastern road to Kayev!”
“Commander! Contact between the 33rd Infantry Division commander and the 5th Cavalry Brigade commander has been lost!”
“I-Oh…… Bastards!!”
It was indeed as Enoch Levandel said.
The commander of the 33rd Infantry Division was originally a person who had great dissatisfaction with the relatively neglected nature of the Northern Corps and the Eastern Corps.
I’ve been watching closely since he usually said things that would cause trouble if the National Military Police were involved.
Is that not enough, and he even involved the 5th cavalry brigade commander to participate in the rebellion?
“How many troops can you mobilize now? We must enter the capital before they do.”
“But there is a problem…… !! The withdrawal of the 33rd Division from the border area created a troop vacuum in the area. We don’t even have enough troops to urgently fill the void right now…… !”
“These bastards—!!”
It was really irresponsible.
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If he really cared for his country, he would join the rebels, but at least he shouldn’t have given up on his own line of defense.
The time when the commander of the northern corps was unable to do this or that, only roaring in anger.
A few soldiers entered the corps headquarters.
Of course, they were officers of the Central Technology Education and Research Office who had no acquaintance with Lieutenant General Kharkov.
“Brigadier General Viktor Zelensky!”
“Commander, you must have heard the news.”
He nodded, and Viktor spoke calmly.
“The behavior of the Soviet Empire is also unusual. Divisions defending our borders must not move directly.”
“Then what should I do…… !”
“Excluding the units deployed on the border, how many units can be rapidly deployed?”
“The light infantry brigade and 1 reserve regiment directly assigned to the corps are all! The rest of the regiment must fill the void left by the 33rd Division!”
“That is enough.”
Brigadier General Viktor Zelensky turned his head and looked at another officer.
“Jan Bloch, Director of the Ordnance Division of the Artillery Department. Is the train ready?”
“Yes, of course. One armored company that Vice Admiral Sonny Zeppelin had prepared for this occasion has also been deployed.”
“We will deploy troops on the road to the east as quickly as possible. Give us your strength.”
“Command of the unit will be temporarily transferred immediately. Stop them for sure, for sure!!”
The Kharkov corps commander said, shaking his clenched fists.
‘Everything up to this point is according to Enoch’s scenario.’
Brigadier General Viktor Zelensky thought as he held the corps commander’s hand.
‘Although the number of troops that can be mobilized is smaller than expected, I can only hope that the special response brigade’s blackmail works… ….’
In the first place, the plausible regular combat unit is the Central Technical Education and Research Office, which does not even have a single battalion.
To overcome the inherent limitations of a unit based on research and technological development, cooperation with units stationed nearby is indispensable.
Several armored trains carrying the troops of the light infantry brigade that were hastily pulled out rushed along the railroad to the east.
“Hey, you rebel bastard! You guys stay there! I’m going to drive my armor right now and blow all your heads off!!!!!”
“Jungdam…… Please calm down…….”
“Reverse! Bastards of the enemy!!!”
The ’88th Test Sorcery Armored Company’ led by Captain Erwin Ruth, who was recruited from the 8th Assault Sorcery Infantry Battalion, also started advancing from the munitions factory in Villartoque.
After the Quernen War, Enoch Levandel’s plan, which had been carefully prepared, finally came to light.
