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The training for the Gendarmerie recruits is extremely rigorous; it is impossible to join the ranks without completing more than half of the training period. However, Kujou only mentioned to Rokushou that he wanted to train on his own, and the Military Headquarters agreed without any objections.
In just a day, Kujou completed the drill training he was most accustomed to. So, when the Gendarmerie marched in perfect formation through the main thoroughfare, they became a unique sight in Tokyo, drawing a crowd of over ten thousand spectators who followed along from the training camp entrance, cheering all the way.
As the Gendarmerie stood in formation and presented their impressive military posture in front of the Tokyo Bay Naval Port during the Emperor's inspection, Kujou Major, leading the front of the line, suddenly drew his Japanese Sword and held it before him, shouting, "Marching!"
The Gendarmerie squad, which had been marching in step, suddenly slowed down. All soldiers and officers at the front kicked their legs forward in unison and began their marching drill. The square was filled with a powerful rhythmic sound of marching footsteps that greatly impressed the Emperor and all military and political leaders present.
With his sword raised, Kujou Major shouted, "Salute!" Instantly, all Gendarmerie members straightened up and raised their left hands while tightening their grips on their rifles. They turned their heads proudly towards His Majesty the Emperor on the podium and saluted in perfect unison.
This display filled His Majesty with a sense of pride; goosebumps rose on his skin as an inexplicable thrill surged through him. He found himself involuntarily mimicking the soldiers' salute. The surrounding audience erupted into thunderous cheers once again.
The high-ranking officials from Military Headquarters standing behind His Majesty were equally astonished. It was well-known that His Majesty had always been somewhat averse to the military. Since ascending to the throne, he had only performed a simple hand salute in public—raising his hand with an open palm. But now, seeing him perform a military salute left Military Headquarters surprised and made them realize that perhaps Kujou was not entirely without merit; at least his ability to train soldiers was commendable.
As several formations passed by the podium and circled around the square, they lined up neatly into five rows that appeared straight from any angle. The nearly ten thousand Tokyo citizens watching were amazed at General Kujou's military bearing; it truly embodied an Imperial Model. The chaotic marching formations of those so-called Imperial divisions were nothing compared to this.
Meanwhile, standing at the front with a solemn expression, Kujou Yuuma couldn't help but smirk inwardly. "Little Devils," he thought, "let's see what it means to train until you drop."
Days earlier, when Kujou Yuuma issued training requirements to his subordinates, those noble offspring were taken aback. "What? Is this how we are supposed to train?" They were met with hundreds of thick ropes and whips as Kujou made them experience what it meant to be disciplined—those who touched the ropes would feel the sting of a whip.
The Japanese truly are a remarkable people; they can endure hardship remarkably well. Even when beaten, they do not resist but instead feel they have not done well enough and simply nod in agreement.
Thus, after grasping the core points of training, sounds of whips echoed continuously throughout the Military Police New Recruit Training Base. To achieve optimal results within days, Kujou Yuuma employed a brutal elimination method; those who could not keep up would have to ring a large bell hanging at the edge of the training ground as a sign of surrender.
Consequently, all participating soldiers preferred to collapse on the training field rather than lose face; throughout their training days, that bell did not ring even once. They slept only an hour each day while spending every other moment sweating it out on the training ground—practicing military posture, leg kicks, marking lines, forming ranks, and drilling commands.
In just one day’s time, these recruits underwent a superficial transformation; at least regarding obedience to orders—this new troop was absolutely ready. As for weapon training and combat drills upon reaching Harbin, Kujou would handle that himself since this unit's primary objective was to confront the Hua Ri Army. How to conduct targeted training would be known only to Kujou himself.
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