People in the General Staff are also coming and going when there is a lot of trouble because of the labor bill. The update is the fastest, but no matter how busy it is, there is also time to rest. Not in the corridor, two young staff members are smoking and chatting.

"How's your preparations done by the Quartermaster Department?"

A tall, thin staff member was smoking a cigarette while questioning his colleague.

The other staff officer who was questioned by him did not immediately answer, but after Meimei took a cigarette, she sighed before answering. "This smoke is really good."

"More than ten consecutive days of overtime work are finally almost finished. I remember that in this period of time, people have lost a few catties in order to prepare these weapons and ammunition. What about your organization?"

Hearing the words of his own comrades, the lanky staff officer also replied with deep resistance. "We are not the same. In the past ten days, we have checked all the officers who are suitable for deployment in the army. The data in our department weighs tens of kilograms. This is the busiest time I have ever seen. I heard that other officers will also be the most they have seen. Busy once."

Regarding the words of the tall and thin staff, another staff also sighed. "Yes, who wants to train the 6th division army this time? Weapons, ammunition, staffing, etc. are all big projects."

"I heard that the enlistment office of the Ministry of War is even busier than us. It is a terrible figure to think about the 110,000 enlistment this year."

While the two staff members were chatting in the corridor, the tall and thin boss, Colonel Bolkes, the chief of the organization department of the General Staff, came over. Seeing the boss of his department passing by, the tall staff officer immediately kept silent. Colonel Bolkes did not take care of his staff. He now needs to send the prepared documents to General Prieshan, Chief of the General Staff.

The Romanian General Staff has made reasonable changes on the basis of imitating its German counterparts. The Romanian General Staff’s 12 divisions are 3 less than Germany’s. The most important ones are the Transportation Division (responsible for rapid military transportation), the Organization Division (responsible for personnel handling), the Military Supplies Division (responsible for weapons and ammunition), Operations Division (responsible for the formulation of strategic and tactical plans), Intelligence Division (responsible for enemy judgment, espionage and counterintelligence), Political Division (responsible for researching military policies and foreign military intelligence), etc.

At the core of what is now the Romanian army, the Office of the Chief of Staff Prieshan. The two large bookshelves against the wall in this room, plus the hospitality sofa and coffee table show that the room owner likes simplicity. The most conspicuous is the large Romanian military map hung on the wall, as well as a 2-meter-long desk, and piles of documents on the desk. As the chief of staff of the Romanian army, Prieshan is dealing with these documents that are about to cover him up.

"Da~Da~Da"

"Come in."

Colonel Bolkes opened the door of the office of the Chief of General Staff, Admiral Prieshan, walked in and saluted the Chief of General Staff at the table before preaching. "Report, Your Excellency the Chief of the General Staff. The Organization Department has sorted out the list of basic officers."

He put the list of the personnel he was carrying on the table of the chief of staff. "Please look at the Chief of Staff."

Preshan put down the papers in his hand, raised his head and spoke to Colonel Borks with tired eyes. "It's been a hard time for you all. You can take vacations in batches when this matter is finished."

Colonel Bolkes is still not too concerned about the vacation of his department. It is the young officers who reduce their workload to make the boys lively. Instead, he is more concerned about the health of his boss.

"Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, you also need to take a break."

Pulezhang glanced at the documents piled up on the table waiting for him to sign, and said with a wry smile. "Where do I have time to rest now, so many things need me to deal with."

Not long after taking over as chief of the general staff, the key department of the army has been under the control of Preeshan. However, for the ability of Preeshan, the current king Edel was very satisfied with the grassroots officers of the army. No matter whether it was the reorganization of the Romanian army before, or the subsequent war against Bulgaria, no more suitable chief of staff can be found in the army now. His calmness, intelligence, and plans for the Romanian army in future wars made him indispensable in the army.

Since Edel succeeded the king, Preyshan has been instructed by his new majesty to prepare for the expansion of 6 divisions (5 infantry divisions and 1 cavalry division). In the face of the expansion of six divisions, he was happy but felt that the responsibility was heavy. The expansion of six divisions in this tone was a good thing that the Romanian army had never encountered before. Where does he have time to rest.

Is it necessary to transfer the staff from the current sixteen divisions to first build the shelf? How to configure the personnel to allow the new six divisions to be quickly trained? What to do if there are vacancies in weapons and equipment? All the above issues require him to worry about.

Admiral Prieshan saw Colonel Bolkes still waiting for his reply, and said. "You put it here first, I'll watch it later."

"Good Sir, Chief of Staff."

After the Colonel Borks left, Admiral Prieshan continued to struggle with the documents on his desk. Today, it seems that something will disturb the chief of staff's work. At this time, the knock on the door sounded again.

"Da~Da~Da"

Preeshan shouted without raising his head. "Come in."

After the visitor opened the door and came in, he sat on the sofa without speaking. Let Prieshan, who had been waiting to report the situation, frowned and looked up.

After seeing the visitor clearly, Prieshan asked ~lightnovelpub.net~. "Are you coming here?"

What came in was his friend, Major General Prossi, who had been the principal of the military academy for almost ten years.

"I came here this time to ask, what should I do if you transfer all the third and fourth grade cadets from the military academy?"

Facing a friend's question, General Preeshan scratched his head in embarrassment. He knew that this was because he had a big gap in the formation of six new division officers, so he put his idea on these reserve officers in the military academy.

Seeing Preshan not speaking, Major General Prossi continued to question his friend. "I have no opinion on you transferring the 4th grade cadets, because they have learned enough theoretical knowledge and it is time for practice. But for the 3rd grade cadets, there are still many courses that have not been completed. Are you afraid that their military theory is not enough? ?"

Facing his friend's question, Puleshan was not easy to answer, but he still tried to persuade his friend. "I can't help it. You can see the current situation. In the face of the expansion of the 6 divisions, our officers have too many gaps. We can only find a solution from these reserve officers. I also know that they have many theories that have not been completed. In response to this situation, when appropriate, I will ask the divisions to organize these officers who have not graduated and then study them systematically."

Faced with the fact that his friend was reasonable and presenting the facts, Principal Prossi had no other choice. He could only try to avoid arranging these after his friend promised him, and he gave up the condemnation of his friend after he hadn't completed his studies.

However, among the third-year military academy students selected, there is a young reserve officer from Transylvania, his name is Mizick.