(Going for a period after the Caudel/Ixia war) he Kingdom of Caudel had grown to an impressive size during the last couple of decades, having recently annexed 3/4 of the Ixian continent after defeating the tribal Ixians. Although the death of Emperor Adaria signalled a bad opening to the conflict, all this changed when his son came to power. Emperor Robin I, otherwise known as the Red Wolf. When he came to power, things changed. The Caudelians dominated every battle and expanded rapidly. With professional officers and excellent training, Caudel celebrated its first major victory.
Glory had entered a period of peace and prosperity following the defeat of the Imperalists in 175 AF. It's population had exploded nearly fivefold in 25 years, and the manufacturing industry that had sprung up to supply the war effort for all sides was now pumping out civilian products not only for the Gloriian consumer, but Fantom and Vengian as well, with some even finding their way south to Caudel and the Elli, all supported by a boom in agriculture with the full settlment of Bangia and Tropica and the fertile plains of the two provinces. This period of peace allowed for the Vengians, Gloriians, and Fantoms to be enthralled by the world's most famous couple, Gloriian crown prince Troy Julii and his wife, Vengian Princess Victoria Conquerus. War soon was a distant memory as the three UC nations co-existed peacefully. They even agreed to turn the largest island in the Great Sea Bulge into the world's largest prison, letting loose prisoners such as murderers and other violent criminals on the hostile island with little to no supplies. This however, was a boring time to be a Gloriian professional soldier. Rendered a purely defensive force and downsized for peacetime, only ever being used offensively to scout the Mercenian and Hollian coasts, several career soldiers found themselves without a job and lacking the expertise to work more than basic jobs in civilian life. This would lead to the rise of the first Vetranii, Gloriian soldiers gone merc for lack of work, and one nation started looking mighty appealing, the nation of Caudel. The reason behind this was two-fold, not only was the nation hunting for soldiers who could train its troops to fight in forests instead of trying to draw out the enemy, but also to deal with the tribals. The Ixians, although pushed back, had not suffered many casualties beyond the occasional full scale battle, they simply kept pulling back, letting the Caudelians overextend themselves before striking and causing a small pause before it would all start over again. And while it seemed like Caudel was on the verge of defeating the Ixians, with only the hardline tribals having not defected to a better life in Caudel, another threat has been spotted to its Western shores, the South Raiders looking for their next conquest. This is the situation the former Magniitium Legotium Diivarrius (Commander of a half-legion, 2,400 men) Cervii Pulariius found himself. After sneaking into Caudel a year before to turn its language and customs, he became the first Vetranii to offer his services to the Caudelian military, for a price of course. After a couple interviews, they decided to take him on, implanting him in a small unit to retrain to fight to fight guerilla warfare before they would decide to expand his role...
Cervii was accepted and he was sent about the country to help train its forces, often finding himself travelling constantly between military bases. While Caudel was environmentally beautiful country, their people were also extremely proud. This was seen across most of its society, which prides itself over its culture and strong leadership. Cervii would arrive in the southern areas of Ixia at a recently built military base, formerly used as a frontline fortification against the Ixians. The walls were high and every solider looked like they were armed to the teeth and were generally fearsome, if it wasn't for the fact that they were surprisingly friendly. This base was located next to a forest, which the Caudelians had been using for training. Although they were already trained in this form of warfare, they could always be much better. Cervii was standing before the gates of Valkyre Point, positioned on the top of a hill nearby the forests.
Cervii was wearing his old Gloriian armor, camo'ed fatigues with a built in Gloriian Steel armor set. It was almost if the designers had taken the pre-gun armor and removed some parts to make it lighter, then wove some kind of bulletproof material around it, with the helmet being no different, except for the visor added on that protected his eyes from small caliber rounds and debris, along with a buolt in comm piece. His weapons was the GAR-2, a reliable, accurate rifle that was the standard weapon of all Gloriian soldiers, at his belt was the GDP-4 pistol, a .35 caliber semi automatic, and then a sword tucked in its sheath. From the size of the sheath, the blade was obviously thin and long, with a slight curve to it. He had managed to bring nearly all his old armor and weaponry, except grenades. Those were too dangerous to bring on the trip. He looked up at the gates, "Salut!" He called outnin Gloriian before switching to Caudelian, "I hail from Glory as a Vetranii! Your nation has assigned me to a unit within these gates!"
Two Caudelian Guards stood at the gate, holding their own rifles and dressed in a very light uniform that appeared to have been suited to fit the cold conditions of Southern Ixia. Although light, it still had some level of protection that came in a bulletproof vest and some reinforced areas around the shoulders and legs. Other then that, it looked like a dark-red long-coat "Our CO has been waiting for you" One of the Caudelian guards spoke. "Please enter, although any aggressive behaviour against our troops will not be tolerated. Treat us well, and we will treat you like family." Like that, the steel gates of the camp opened up.
Cervii simply raised an eyebrow, "Man, if Elatians could feel, you would get right along with them..." he muttered as he walked through the gate, his weapons obviously holstered. Looking around, he began to try to find the officer in command of the camp, while also already picking up problems in various things around the camp.
The Commanding Officer was a tall man with an enormous bushy moustache, wearing a dark red beret and a similar uniform to the other soldiers with the exception of the various medals and some decals. From the distance, he was speaking in Caudelian. His attention was turned to the new arrival to the camp as he came closer and closer, all the while the other two soldiers he was speaking to had disappeared to return back to their duty.
Cervii stepped up to the Commander Officer, greeting him with a traditional Gloriian salute, the usual fist over heart followed by a swift normal salute and began speaking in surprisingly fluet Caudelian, "Former Diivarrius Cervii Pulariius, sir." Cervii told the officer, "I have been assigned to a unit in this camp to train them in counter-insurgency tactics."
"I'm Captain Ulrich Teicher, welcome to the camp Former Diivarrius." The Officer told him. "I suppose there is no need to take you on a tour of the camp, seeing how there isn't much to show you anyway. If I knew we were having guests, we could have cleaned this place up..."
"That's perfectly okay, Captain. Would you ever so kindly direct me to a squad named "Beta Green?"" Cervii asked, "Oh, and by the way, your command said I was to be treated as your rank due to my former experience." He looked around, "Hm. I can already see you need a new model of campsite..."
"Yeah, this camp has seen better days. This was the frontline camp back in the day against the Ixians, seen plenty of battles as well." The Captain walked with Cervii. "Now...Beta Green. Squadron of under performers, most of them are misfits. Their leader actually wants to be there, the rest of her squad doesn't. I can't blame her honestly..."
"Well, let's just say that additude won't last long around me. I commanded one of the finest half legios in the Gloriian army. You know my half-legio was only the second one to cross the Great Trench twenty years ago when we launched the final attack on the rebels? Amazing time it was." he told him chuckling, "There's a saying in Glory that came around in that war, "Magniitiums lead the way." and we really do. Sure you got the Elatians who are better trained and equipped and actually take the territory, we Magniitiums are always the first ones there. Our doctrine is that the front line doesn't just end where one mass of troops meets another, it's about extending the front line back into their own territory, cut off supplies, stop reinforcements, scout out and weaken defenses before the main force even gets there. And from what I understand, these "Ixians" seem to do that to you, but their dwindling numbers and lack of clear organization have allowed you to push forward?"
"Precisely. The Ixians used this technique to shut us down a couple of times, until our own soliders push fowards and completely mop the floor with them." Ulrich told Cervii. "I seen this happen back in the early days of the war against the Apocalyptii about forty years ago. While we are not terrible in this style, we could always do better. And it seems that the Emperor was right about letting foreign assistance with this sort of thing."
Cervii nodded, "And from just about the only nation with true experience with this type of warfare. And trust me, there's a lot better ways to fight an insurgency as we call those tactics with far fewer casualties. You fight like that against a truly determined opponent, and you WILL lose. If you fought a tribe that used those tactics, had organization, and the drize. Well, you would have to adapt. Which is why your emperor brought me here. Most of the other Vetranii decided to simply go to other nations to act as advisors while me...Well, lets just say I requested a "field" job for a reason!" he chuckled then spotted a group of soldiers standing around a fire, "That them?" he asked
Ulrich sighed at the sight. "Yep, thats them. All but one of them are lazy and don't want to be here. I say approach the female in the group, she'd love to speak to you about motivating her own squad."
Cervii nodded and walked over to the group. Clearing his throat, to get sone form of attention out of them he said, "Alright you little lazy bastards! Get up now! I am your new secondary commander, my name is Cervii Pulariius. I am a Vetrannii, formerly a commander of 2,400 troops, I have over 40 years of military experience, and been in more battles than likely any of you combined. I've seen combat from Gloriia Minor to the jungles of Hollia. And I'm here to turn you into a squad to be respected. Which one of you is the squad leader?"
A young woman with blonde hair stood apart from the group and saluted. "Sergeant Alexis Herrmann, reporting sir!"
Cervii nodded, "Tell everyone to gather a kit. We march out in two hours to spend three days in direct jungle training." He said flatly, "If any ONE person is late, then I will personally find them, pull them out, and then we'll spend two whole days in, shall we say, shock endurance training."
