The Maliro government, which had been constantly making a spectacle of itself before the International Community, suddenly fell silent. People began speculating that perhaps the first shot of the Second World War had not been fired by Peng Joe after all.
After the Federation gathered more than three hundred thousand soldiers along the Border Line between the two countries, Maliro completely shut its mouth.
The President of Maliro was beginning to regret it.
He sat in his office. Besides him, there were several aides, government army officers, and a number of Peng Joe officers and officials.
They had honored the agreement and sent people over to help the Maliro government train an armed force of its own.
Once they had arrived and recruited enough people, the Peng Joe People discovered that although the recruits had all sorts of problems,
they rarely aimed when shooting. Most of the time, they simply fired by instinct.
Nor did they understand or appreciate the role of tactics in battle. They were basically incapable of any effective coordination.
Yet these shortcomings did not affect the Peng Joe officers' high opinion of the recruits, because they were not afraid of death.
Or rather, they were extremely brave! This was a unique phenomenon among Maliro's lower classes. When society was unstable, the government was useless, and people could protect themselves only by taking up weapons, they became ferocious.
There was, in fact, a problem within this. The Peng Joe officers had yet to discover that the Maliro People could generally be this ferocious only when the battle was going their way.
But if the battle turned against them...
Aside from that, there were no other major problems.
The first unit had already been established. It had a full fifty thousand men, and it had been formed far