My soldiers are all Fourth Calamities!

20. Reflect, reflect, and reflect again.

Rochester pondered that the current positions were all titled "commander," but such titles had many limitations—mainly because they were too general. For example, the junior commander position encompassed four positions: "company level, deputy company level, platoon level, and deputy platoon level."

The next level of intermediate commanders includes those at the regimental and battalion levels.

The ranks of senior commanders above them are even more extensive—military, division, and brigade levels.

The term "junior commander" encompasses company, platoon, and even deputy commanders, and the distinction between junior, intermediate, and senior commanders is so vague that it's frustrating. Fortunately, down-to-earth titles like "platoon leader" and "squad leader" are still used.

He quickly sketched out a clear command tree diagram in his mind.

A company consists of three infantry platoons, so there are three platoon leaders. In addition to the company commander, the company also has a dedicated political instructor.

Each platoon consists of 3 squads, and each squad has 1 deputy squad leader.

So Rochester first selected three squad leaders for the "Righteous Army," and then let them choose platoon leaders. As for the crucial position of political instructor, Rochester's attention naturally fell on Guo Ruhe.

In this strange new world, these "players" from a country he was familiar with possessed absolutely reliable ideological awareness, making them the best candidates to perform this role.

Andong, who had always followed him, was appointed as the deputy company commander to help manage the complicated affairs of the "Righteous Army".

The setup for the "Benevolent Army," which is primarily composed of players, is simpler, since it only has ten people, which is at most the size of a platoon, so it doesn't need to be set up separately.

"In addition to the company commander," Rochester emphasized the political commander, "each company also needs a dedicated political instructor. This position will be appointed by me separately. He will be responsible for the company's ideological work and political education, and will be on the same level as the company commander, sharing responsibility for the company."

He did not delegate the power to appoint people for this key position, firstly because he was careful in selecting candidates for the role, and secondly to leave a clear path for future promotions.

Finally, Rochester asked each company commander to go back and hold a post-war debriefing when they had time, to talk more with their comrades in their company and platoon, and to raise any thoughts or difficulties they had, and to resolve any issues that could be resolved.

Rumor has it that this is the first time the Republic's Superman has attempted to inject genetic seeds into a mortal army.

After everyone had left, Rochester told everyone to get some rest, and then he found a spot to lie down.

As the crowd dispersed and the noise subsided, Rochester felt a deep weariness wash over him.

He found a relatively flat patch of grass and lay down, rubbing his throbbing temples: "My post-battle debriefing should be okay, right... ouch..."

Although he appeared calm and composed on the surface, he was actually quite nervous inside.

This was the first time I'd conducted a "political commissar-style" rectification campaign, and I felt a bit nervous, like I was just copying a cat.

He himself needs to reflect on this.

Reflect, reflect, and reflect again.

We also need to think strategically and be realistic in our tactics...

He took a deep breath to calm himself, and with a thought, he awakened the long-dormant personal attribute panel.

Since the ability points he obtained from that person in the afternoon had not yet been allocated, he could now calm down and see what exactly this thing was.

A pale blue light curtain quietly unfolded on the retina:

Rochester

【力量：1体质：1敏捷：1感知：1意志：1】

[Available Ability Points: 1]

[Uncorrupted]

[Skills: None]

A very simple, common panel.

But the most important question is... what does it mean to be "uncorrupted"?

Upon seeing this, Rochester became even more convinced of his guess—this world definitely possesses exceptionally outrageous individual combat capabilities.

"Could this world really have such absurd individual combat power as Astartes?" Rochester frowned, his mind flashing through images from Warhammer 40 or Trench Crusade, but the environment before him didn't seem to be one of those two extreme worlds of gods and humans.

People who time-travel either go to kill Japanese soldiers, wake up in the arms of a beautiful nun, or are given to a girl.

Despite his complaints, Rochester remained optimistic and accepted his situation.

Rochester refocused his attention on the single [assignable ability point].

Strength? Agility? Or physique?

The first two should increase combat ability, while physique should make one more resistant to being killed.

Willpower is not needed at the moment.

Thinking about death, Rochester turned his attention to his senses. Although he had a minimap, just like in most games, enemies hiding in the forest or in houses were invisible.

Moreover, now that it has been confirmed that this world has magical technology, he has no doubt that there are also invisible units, making perception extremely necessary.

Therefore, Rochester did not hesitate to enhance his perception, which seemed to be the most profitable option at the moment.

As the attribute points were injected, Rochester felt a cool current surge through his spine and straight to his cerebral cortex.

Meanwhile, the small map on the side in front of Rochester also changed. The scan boundary, which was originally blurry and flickering from time to time, has now expanded outward.

"Sensing can actually extend radar range directly?!"

Rochester was slightly surprised.

As for physical sensations, Rochester has not yet felt any particularly noticeable changes.

Just as he was immersed in the surprise brought by his new ability, a series of hurried footsteps shattered the night.

A messenger came running up, panting, saluted, and shouted, "Company Commander Rochester! Headquarters urgently summons you to come immediately!"

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...

...

At that time, on the player's end.

A player is writing something, and there is a slightly rookie next to him.

He wrote and read aloud at the same time.

"This is a letter I wrote home for Kurdyukov, a boy in our unit. I copied it down without any embellishment to preserve its original form."

"Dear Mother, Yevdokia Fedorovna Kurdyukova: At the beginning of this letter, I want to tell you quickly: God bless me, I am alive and strong. I want to hear that you are too. I also want to bow deeply to you..."

"Dear Mother, Yevdokia Fedorovna Kurdyukova, I must tell you quickly that I am currently in the Rochester Company Commander's 'Company of Righteousness,' and your godfather-in-law Vasilyich is also here. I am being taken care of by Vasilyich and am doing very well..."

"I'm eager to tell you about what my father did in the next two paragraphs of this letter. A year ago, he murdered my brother, Feder Timofeych Kurdyukov..."

For players, these soldiers speak Chinese, but even so, their names are too long and difficult to write!

Why are Russian names so long!

As I was writing, I saw a familiar figure walk past me—it was Rochester.

"Company Commander Rochester, do we have another mission tonight?"

"There's a high probability that it is."