Three days later, Gwen, who was reviewing documents in his study, was interrupted by a series of rhythmic knocks on the door.
He raised his head, and at the same time, he already knew who was standing at the door by sensing the aura.
"Come in, Solderlin."
The door to the study opened, and the person who walked in was none other than the high-ranked Ranger with the shiny golden wig.
"You seem to be recovering well." Seeing Solderlin's complexion, Gwen could not help but smile and nod. "Has the last bit of residual poison been removed?"
"It has been removed long ago, but that old Druil kept saying that the poison of the cultists was strange and unpredictable and needed more observation and testing." Solderlin shrugged helplessly. "Every now and then, he would give me strange potions and draw my blood seven or eight times. I always feel that he's lying."
"Of course he's lying to you," Gwen said casually. "I've told you from the beginning that you have to be careful when dealing with Pitman. It's not an exaggeration to associate all the tricks and trickery you've encountered in your life with him."
Solderlin was speechless.
Seeing the stunned look on the high-ranking ranger's face, Gwen could not help but laugh and shake his head. He quickly changed the topic to prevent the ranger from being immersed in the state of doubting life for too long. "Let's not talk about him. Let's talk about you. How are you adapting to life in the territory?"
Since returning from his injury half a month ago, Solderlin had been recuperating in Cecil's territory, but he had not been resting all the time. When his injury had healed and he could move freely, he participated in military missions in the territory under Gwen's instructions. As a high-ranking ranger with rich combat experience, he was responsible for the training and guidance of Cecil's combat corps as a senior consultant and instructor of mountain warfare.
Although he looked a little feminine, Solderlin's personal strength was strong and he had followed Gwen for many years. Cecil's legendary pioneering experience had won him a high reputation among the soldiers. According to Knight Byron's report, this "Mr. Consultant" had performed well in the army.
However, Gawain knew that Solderin didn't want to be a high-level advisor or an instructor. As an elven warrior, Solderin was still young and strong. He should be looking forward to a specific military position and missions that would allow him to be in direct contact with the battlefield.
Just as Gawain had expected, Soledrin sighed helplessly. "I've gotten used to it … It's alright. This land is developing faster than I expected, but the people here are very energetic, and the soldiers are conscientious in their duties. I like this atmosphere very much. But you know me, I can't stay idle. "
"As you can see, I've fully recovered. It won't be a problem for me to go to the battlefield. So, I want to discuss with you. Can you give me something to do other than being an advisor and an instructor?" While speaking, the high-ranking ranger moved his arm. "That's right.
"If you want to fight, there is no war in the territory for you, at least not for the time being," Gwen looked at Solderlin and said unhurriedly. "But I guess that's not what you want. You just want to find a job where you can move your body and not stay in the barracks all day long, right? "
Solderlin smiled. "You do know me well."
"In fact, I did arrange a task for you," Gwen said directly. "You should have met the soldiers in the territory — Cecil's Combat Regiment, including the ordinary infantry regiment and the newly established artillery unit. What do you think of them?"
Solderlin had been observing Cecil's Combat Regiment for a long time, and he immediately made his own evaluation. "Powerful frontal combat units. The heat ray guns and molten swords can fight against any conventional soldiers and low-grade extraordinary. The magic crystal railguns can destroy any fortress or fight against mid-grade extraordinary. If the conditions are right, the salvos of those cannons can even pose a fatal threat to high-grade powerful beings. But this is only limited to the frontal battlefield. "
"That's right. On the frontal battlefield, the Combat Regiment can unleash its greatest power when the two armies are facing each other." Gwen nodded. "We have equipped a powerful main force with magic-guided weapons, but now I still lack some … special units."
Solderlin raised his eyebrows slightly. He immediately thought of his profession and what Gwen just said about "arranging a task for you," so he asked tentatively, "You mean … the ranger unit?"
"You can say that." Gwen nodded. "They have elite combat ability, can adapt to unconventional battlefield environments, are good at infiltration, reconnaissance, and survival, and can deliver a fatal blow to the enemy's weak points like a dagger when necessary. I need such a unit."
As Gwen spoke, he thought of the "special forces" he knew in his previous life. From a certain point of view, the two were somewhat similar.
It was just that in this world, due to the existence of extraordinary powers, the gap between the "special forces" and the "ordinary forces" was wider.
The ranger unit was a unique elite combat unit of the Silver Empire, but there were also similar special forces in the human countries. Some of them were also called "ranger units", such as the rangers of the Kingdom of Kaolin in the south and the Ogre tribal kingdom in the west. Some of them had their own names, such as Typhon's "Rogue Unit" and Ansu's "Royal Shadow Guards". These units were the elite combat forces cultivated by each country.
Although each country had its own special forces, due to the vastness of the continent, different combat environments, and different traditions, these "elite soldiers" had different combat styles. For example, the rangers of the Kingdom of Kaolin in the south were good at mountain fighting like the Silver Elves, the rangers of the Ogre tribal kingdom in the west were good at stealth operations, the rangers of Typhon were good at magic and assassination, and the Royal Shadow Guards of Ansu were good at sneaking in the middle of a battle and suddenly jumping out with a two-handed sword to unleash a whirlwind attack …
They were all strong (Surefire).
"I thought the Military Intelligence Agency you set up was the 'Royal Shadow Guards' that you trained for yourself," Solderlin said curiously when he heard Gwen's request. "I saw you train them the way you train the Royal Shadow Guards — at least part of it."
"The Military Intelligence Agency is a specialized intelligence agency. The officers are better at infiltration than combat," Gwen explained. "What I need you to train is a combat unit."
In Gwen's view, many military concepts in this world were relatively backward. This was probably because the simple and crude supernatural powers were too effective, so people neglected the technical details of war. Every country did not have an advanced, systematic concept of "intelligence warfare". Even the various special forces were positioned from the perspective of "soldiers who were especially good at fighting". The Royal Shadow Guards were assassins and warriors, but they were not professional spies and intelligence warfare agents. That was why Gwen set up the Military Security Intelligence Agency to fill this gap. He had not trained the real special forces yet.
After listening to Gwen's simple explanation, Solderlin understood his old friend's request. He thought about the current Cecil Combat Troops and Artillery Regiment and said with a faint smile, "What you want me to train is probably not an ordinary 'ranger unit', right?"
"That's right. Based on the current Cecil Magicite Armament and some new tactical ideas, what I want you to train is not just a unit that can fight better than an ordinary army, but a unit that can deal with more complicated situations on the battlefield," Gwen said with a serious face. "For this, I can equip this unit with the most advanced equipment, allocate the most abundant resources, and even prepare special weapons for them. They will also be the first testers of various new weapons. You can also discuss with Nicholas and research the equipment you need based on your own experience. If the current technology can be realized, you can try it out."
"An experimental unit …" Solderlin understood Gwen's intention and nodded slowly. "Indeed, the magicite armaments you created are all brand-new things. The popularization of each type of equipment can be regarded as experimental. It's necessary to have such a special unit to try out all kinds of new weapons."
"You can select the best 100 trainees from the Cecil Combat Troops for the initial training. I won't help you with the training manual. I think the standard training process of the Silver Empire for rangers is very good. According to that standard, if one-third of the 100 trainees can persist to the end, they will succeed. In addition, I'll ask the various departments to cooperate with you, including the weapon manufacturing office and the machine manufacturing office in the Disobedient Fortress. We'll open a docking window for you, "Gawain said with a smile on his face." Let's call this team 'Steel Rangers'. "
"Steel Rangers …" Solderlin thought about this strange but majestic name. "Are they 'cavalry'?"
"Oh, that's not it. I just think it's cool to call them that."
Solderlin was speechless.
After the high-ranking ranger left, Gwen let out a sigh of relief.
He knew that he had given Solderlin a very difficult task.
He only gave the other party a broad goal and a bunch of preferential conditions, but did not propose any detailed and referential training and formation plans. The reason was very simple, that was, he himself did not know how to train and form such an army.
Solderlin could only rely on his own understanding and experience to build such a unit.
A unit based on the training process of the Silver Empire, equipped with Cecil's magicite armaments, and experimental units … Gwen could not help but look forward to the final form of this unit. What kind of 'Steel Rangers' would Solderlin create for him?
For some reason, Gwen was a little worried. He always felt that the final style of this unit might be a little strange … But it was strange. In this world, there were even lurkers who wielded two-handed greatswords and used whirlwinds. What else could be more challenging than that?
While he was deep in thought, someone knocked on the door of the study again. Gawain raised his head to respond and saw Heidi pushing the door open and walking in.
The lady was holding a large piece of paper in her hand that still exuded the fragrance of ink.
"Ancestor," Heti said with a smile on her face. "The first issue of Cecil's Weekly is out."
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