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Infantry Tactics [Wednesday Second Period]

"The key to any battle, and this is true of non-infantry units as well as infantry, is maneuverability. This is especially true in the long term. While new weapons or equipment or numerical superiority might give you an advantage one day, eventually your enemy will find a way to counter those, putting you back on roughly even footing. And thus maneuver reigns supreme again."

Max stood with his hands behind his back, at a rather impressive imitation of proper parade ground stance. His head swiveled back and forth, eyes narrowed as he looked to make sure everyone was paying attention. "Superior maneuverability allows you to ensure that your forces always occupy the best terrain, that you only engage the enemy when and where you choose, and that you can make effective use of any new intelligence you develop in the field."

His grin was probably not all that reassuring. "And when it comes to the infantry, maneuverability can be boiled down to a single attribute. Endurance."

And with that the room shifted to become a beautiful countryside. Complete with some impressively rolling hills. Also, there was now a stack of large backpacks at Max's feet, one for each student. "Each of these packs contains seventy pounds of gear," he explained. "Last week we ended things with an easy run. This week you will learn what sort of endurance it takes for an infantry unit to be truly maneuverable. You have five minutes to get your packs on and secured. I strongly recommend that you get someone else to help you secure your straps and make sure they are tight but comfortable." Because Max intended for today to be difficult.

"Oh. And you, and you," he pointed at Anemone and Ino ~~assuming they were there~~. "I need to talk to you."

With that Max shrugged into his own pack, which was even bigger than the ones he'd picked out for the students. He was grinning unpleasantly because, truth be told, he was just enough of a sadist to be a good drill instructor. He was going to push them hard today. Might as well see who could tough things out early on.

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As you do.

阿祖拉
Azula, Princess of the Fire Nation

Gwynn Hood

Anemone

Yamanaka Ino

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Questions are an option here, if you like

This was more like it.

Military Reserves was a little disappointing since there was little military in it.

Or get a pack... whatever. Feel free to gripe about Max being a jerk. It's traditional at this point in training, anyway.

Azula pulled on a pack. Help? Tch. She doesn't need help for this.

It took Gwynn a moment to figure out the pack. These were a bit different than her usual packs of supplies.

Anemone was looking at the straps of the pack with confusion, especially in regards to her own thin frame.

Yeah, someone was going to need help.

"Need help?" she asked with a tilt of her head.

"What is this for?" No, Anemone didn't understand why they had packs, or what you needed that much stuff for in the first place. "And there's straps... what do you do with straps?"

"The straps are to hold everything onto the pack and onto your body," she said as she picked up the pack and held it out for Anemone to get her arms through.

"I don't know what's in them, but usually they contain rations, medical supplies, ammunition, and specialized items depending on your job in the unit."

Ino weighed eighty-five pounds soaking wet. Ino was not impressed at having to run with something almost her body weight strapped to her back.

That, of course, didn't mean she couldn't do it. Because she could. She was just going to sigh first.

Ah well, it reminded her of training back home and that was comforting. No pain no gain and all of that. Hoisting the pack up, she got it on, and fussed with the straps.

Or stumble along. Or some combination of the two.. Max is working pretty hard to make people hate him today. Though it's always possible some people will surprise him.

~~Shaolin Kung-fu~~ Firebending training was harder than this. She started running but didn't sprint.

If you've got questions or comments or whatever. Or if he called you out.

"I didn't do it," Anemone said automatically as she walked up to Max. "Unless I did, but I don't know that I did it."

"Oh, you did it." Max looked and sounded rather stern. Which was pretty impressive since he was mostly amused.

"Did I?" Anemone twirled a lock of hair absently, considering this idea. "Well, maybe, I do do a lot of things, but I haven't done anything lately." Depending on your definition of lately.

"What did I do or not do, sir - er- Centurion? Sorry."

"Has anyone ever bought that act?" Max asked dubiously.

"Absolutely," she assured him. "I'm very good at it when I want to be."

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