As Long as I Keep Expanding My Forces, Everyone Will Understand Me Someday!
No sooner had Ortolan finished speaking than the king clapped his hands and exclaimed happily, "That's reasonable! That's absolutely reasonable! There's no more reasonable situation in the world!"
He was supposed to hand over the Celestial Gold Mary Geoise every year, and he even had to secretly give G-5 a sum of money in exchange for the Marines's protection in the New World.
However, this protection is still uncertain. They might arrive late, or they might have other important missions that day and wouldn't be able to attend to your situation. In that case, it would purely depend on luck and the pirates' mood.
You might be unlucky and it could all be gone in an instant.
But with Ortolan stationing troops directly in your country to protect you around the clock, the level of security is definitely greatly improved!
How could he not be happy?
Before Ortolan could speak, the king quickly pressed on, "So, how do you plan to arrange the number of troops stationed here?"
Don't let the name sound too good to be true. What if they give you a hundred-man team or something? That would be so embarrassing. Wouldn't that be pure fraud?
"The number of troops stationed depends on how much you can afford. I'll say it again: the more troops, the better. Because of the special nature of our G-5, there is no upper limit on the number of troops, so you understand?" Ortolan raised an eyebrow.
In this kind of relationship, the more money you give, the more people I give!
In terms of organization, although there is no explicit rule, the number of troops in G-5 cannot be too large. The number of 10,000 mentioned by the Admiral Sengoku is basically the limit.
But where there's a will, there's a way. My garrison can operate outside the official structure. Nominally, it's part of our G-5 garrison, but in reality, I won't be included in our G-5's organizational structure. I can give it the status of a recruit training camp, or a reserve force, or even a temporary worker status. It's entirely feasible. Anyway, your headquarters doesn't pay our salaries; we pay them ourselves. As long as the money is in place, equal pay for equal work will be perfectly fine!
On the surface, it's about stationing troops in various countries. In reality, I reported that I was establishing recruitment points and new recruit training camps in various countries within my jurisdiction to deal with potential crises in the New World and to strengthen the manpower replenishment of our G-5, ensuring that our combat effectiveness remains high... It's all reasonable, and no one can find fault with it, right?
Anyway, your World Government doesn't have to pay a single cent, so why do you care so much?
After a slight pause, Ortolan said, "According to the current plan, let me give you an example. If you want two warships and a standing Marines force of four thousand men to be stationed here, then each ship would have to pay us G-5 about seven hundred million Beli."
"Seven hundred million per cent?" The king's expression became hesitant upon hearing this.
It's not that we can't come up with seven hundred million Beli, it's just a matter of whether it's worth that amount.
Seeing his hesitation, Ortolan smiled and said, "I believe that the army stationed here should not only be responsible for protecting your country from pirate attacks, but also for the stability of national security, especially the stability of the regime... After all, what we want most is to establish a long-term cooperative relationship. If you... to put it bluntly, frequently change personnel, it will be difficult for us as well."
Upon hearing this, the king knew that Ortolan had a deeper meaning, and he asked seriously, "So, what do you mean by ensuring the stability of your rule?"
"Of course, it's to ensure the stability of Your Majesty's power. I'll just say this: the Marines stationed in various countries, besides having the highest priority to obey the orders of our G-5 command system, will, in the event of any national turmoil, noble rebellion, or other problems, immediately follow your arrangements and commands to ensure the safety of the royal family!" Ortolan said without hesitation.
Upon hearing this, the king almost stood up with joy. The reason he had hesitated before was that he felt that 710 million, 4,000 Marines, and two warships were not worth it for just dealing with pirates. But now, with this additional condition, it was definitely worth it.
He even started considering reducing the size of the national army and transferring the funds from the national army directly to G-5. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
As the national army, it doesn't just belong to the king. It's mixed with countless other elements from the entire aristocratic system. If out of ten thousand soldiers, a thousand would be absolutely loyal to the royal family, and that would be considered incredibly fortunate.
After all, those with titles like nobles or marquises all maintained their own armies, which, at least nominally, were called the national army.
But if any problems arise, these people will definitely protect their own children first, not the king himself. Only his direct subordinates will come to protect him.
Instead of doing that, I might as well weaken the national army and just ask the G-5 Marines to protect me. This would reduce the threat of pirates and ensure the stability of my rule. It would be perfect!
At this point, the king was unaware that if he did this, he would be turning the threat posed by the nobles into a threat posed by the G-5 Marines. Originally, whether he could become king depended on his ruling methods, the harmony between him and the major nobles in the country, and whether a large-scale noble rebellion would occur.
Once he reaches this military protection agreement with Ortolan, whether he can become king will depend on Ortolan's mood.
However, he may have noticed this, but felt that the threat from the internal nobles was far greater than the threat from the Marines. After all, the Marines had its own system, and they wouldn't dare to challenge your authority at every turn.
He trusted the foreign Marines more than the domestic jackal nobles.
Afterwards, Ortolan spent another afternoon discussing matters with the king in the palace. It wasn't until dusk that the king reluctantly saw Ortolan off.
During this period, they happily reached a military protection agreement. Afterwards, the King would build two small military bases in the capital and the port directly under the capital, and allocate them to G-5 for use as 'military training camps'. After receiving the money, G-5 would send 4,000 Marines soldiers and two warships to be stationed there permanently to ensure the safety of the country and the royal family around the clock!
Ortolan also asked the king to promote his comprehensive plan to the royal families of the neighboring countries. Those who were interested could contact the G-5 base directly, and he could personally provide face-to-face consultation services!
Moreover, it's not just about Affiliated Nation. How many Affiliated Nation are there in the entire New World? How can that be enough? Ortolan plans to include all the kingdoms within his jurisdiction on the entire New World, regardless of whether they are member states or not, into this protection plan!
As long as you pay, even if you're not Affiliated Nation, I'll still protect you and station troops right under your nose!
If you don't pay, since you're not Affiliated Nation and have no human rights, I'll just represent the World Government and forcibly buy your land!
On the return journey aboard the warship, Ortolan looked at the documents in his hand and sighed, "We have more than thirty countries under our jurisdiction. If each country has four or five thousand troops stationed there, that's a lot of soldiers! Fourteen or fifteen thousand! If I, G-5, directly command another fifty thousand, that's a hundred thousand troops. Why should we worry about not being able to uphold justice in the New World?"
The Momonga sat to the side, sipping its coffee, and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't we going a bit too far with what we're doing?"
The Admiral Sengoku said that it would be impressive if you could produce 50,000, but you, Ortolan, immediately multiplied it by three or four. Is that even possible?
"It's all for the sake of justice, and I think the Admiral Sengoku will definitely understand," Ortolan said matter-of-factly.
Just kidding. Once he commands New World army of 100,000 elite troops, the Sengoku will definitely understand him!
Mary Geoise might understand him!
If you can't understand, Ortolan said he could still recruit more soldiers; surely 300,000 would be understandable? 500,000 if that doesn't work? Why don't you name a number? I have other units outside my jurisdiction that I can recruit from!
As long as I recruit enough soldiers, others will eventually understand me.
"However, we can't let Admiral Sengoku worry too much, so let's not report this organizational issue for now. In the future, when headquarters asks us to report personnel, we should report those who are regularly employed within this base. Why bother headquarters with these training camps for soldiers from various countries? It's just a small matter. We need to learn to share the burden with our leaders and not add to their workload. We can report it later when it's on a larger scale and we've established ourselves. That way, we can give them a surprise and let headquarters know how outstanding and excellent our capabilities are!" Ortolan added another instruction to the Momonga.
Ortolan's plan regarding this matter was to keep it a secret for as long as possible, and once it could no longer be concealed, there was no need to keep it a secret anymore.
Seeing this, the Momonga didn't object, but instead changed the subject. "While you were talking to the king, Yixiao sent a message saying that the last thousand men that headquarters had allocated to us have arrived. Now, all five thousand elite troops are here..."
When this elite force was mentioned, Ortolan felt helpless. He had promised 5,000 elite soldiers who had seen battle, but half of them were recruits from all over the world who had barely touched a gun. This almost made Ortolan furious!
Indeed, when you're out in the world, you still have to rely on yourself!
If your headquarters is ruthless, you can't blame G-5 for being heartless!