The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

This question was directed at Anna.

“At least five days, and if the Knights are on an expedition, it might take even longer,” Anna replied.

"Even if special circumstances arise that require a large-scale re-equipment change, the new equipment reported won't arrive in time, will it?"

“Even if this batch of equipment is a bit old, it’s still better than going to the battlefield empty-handed, right?” Venere said.

"That's pure sophistry. I'm not discussing whether the new equipment or the old equipment that needs replacing is usable. It's just that equipment replacement and transportation take time, which is why we need advance notice," Anna said, slamming her hand on the ledger.

"Shall I give it a try?" Wiener asked.

“Young man, I appreciate your kind intentions. But this is no laughing matter,” Van der Ley said hastily.

The standard equipment of the Paladins is not as simple as it looks.

Even with blueprints and molds, replicating them is still a difficult task.

Moreover, none of the conditions are met at present.

They would perform simple maintenance during their camp breaks unless the battle situation was too urgent.

But repairs are different. If you're not a professional craftsman, you're considered successful if you can avoid making things worse.

"...Let him fix it and see."

Anna gave Vandley a reason he couldn't refuse.

"You also want to know what Captain Aloy saw in him that led him to recruit him, right?"

“Well… alright. Let him rest for a while, I’ll take him over to see him later,” Vandley conceded.

With so much equipment, repairing it won't be a quick task.

"There's nothing to rest here, is this the right place?"

The ungrateful person had already crawled into the back of the carriage.

Just as Van der Ley was about to call out to Vina, Anna stopped him.

By the time Anna climbed into the carriage, Venere was already holding the two helmets and comparing them.

"These are all confirmed damaged equipment; the equipment that needs repair and maintenance is in the carriage next door," Anna reminded her.

"They're all the same thing anyway. If you can fix these, you can fix those too."

Viner's eyes remained fixed on the armor in her hands, carefully observing its details, and she also told Anna another reason.

"Moreover, there's not much of a burden if these pieces of equipment, which are already damaged, are broken."

Repairing it wasn't the problem, but Wiener was afraid that after he finished repairing it, it would become something completely different.

“I thought you were really that confident,” Anna couldn’t help but laugh.

"I only said I'd give it a try, right?"

"Can I help you with anything?"

"Bring me the equipment from the horse, and see if there are any hammers or other tools. The rest is up to me."

"There just happens to be a hammer here."

Anna handed the hammer she saw at her feet to Viner.

"Thank... what is this thing?" Just as Viner was about to thank him, she suddenly realized that the texture in her hand was a bit strange.

"Just tell me, is this a hammer or not?"

"Is this your reason for giving me the meteor hammer?"

Chapter 172 Assembly Line

The campsite was filled with a fragrant aroma.

The three sat around the campfire, enjoying the thick soup prepared by Van der Ley.

"Are we really not going to do anything about him?" Vandley asked.

Wiener had been locked in the carriage by himself for nearly an hour, and had not responded except for asking Van der Reiss for a simple set of repair tools.

Even when we called him out to rest for a while and eat something before continuing, all we got in return was, "You guys eat first."

“It’s okay, Viner is the kind of person who likes to solve problems all at once.”

“When you’re only halfway through something, you don’t have the time or energy to eat,” Anna explained. “Just save some for him to eat when he comes out on his own.”

Before she could finish speaking, a long head quietly peeked out from behind Anna.

It was indeed Little Ma.

During the hour that Vina was closed for repairs, Little Ma toured the entire camp like he was inspecting his territory, and also got to know the others.

"Would you like to try some? Be careful, it's hot!"

Anna picked up a wooden bowl from the side, ladled a small spoonful of thick soup from the pot, and gently placed it in front of Little Ma.

Little Ma stuck out his tongue, scooped up a mouthful of thick soup, and swallowed it with a cheerful sound.

"Hey~"

It's clear that it's very satisfied.

"This little thing is quite interesting. Even the Pegasus I have ever seen is not as intelligent as it."

Seeing that his soup had been approved by Little Ma, Van Dre couldn't help but feel proud.

"That's only because there's good food; otherwise, it wouldn't be so friendly."

Viner stepped out of the carriage, carrying a cloth bag in his hand.

He spread the cloth bag out on the ground, revealing a complete set of standard armor.

"Quartermaster, please check and see if there are any problems."

As she spoke, Vina picked up an empty bowl and gestured to Anna to serve herself some soup.

"How...how did you do that?" Vandley asked in astonishment, looking at the armor in his hands.

He wouldn't be so surprised if Viner had only been repairing equipment nearing the end of its lifespan.

But these are all pieces of equipment that are damaged to the point of needing to be scrapped.

"I disassembled several sets of armor that had already been reported for damage and inspected them. I found that most of the equipment was only partially damaged, and some parts could still be used."

“So we picked out the parts that were still usable and put them together,” Wiener replied.

Without any blueprints, Wiener completely disassembled and reassembled the equipment he had been given, working backwards to deduce the design.

Once, twice, until the assembly was complete and not a single part was left out, the structure of the entire equipment was thoroughly memorized.

He was confident that he could perfectly replicate the Holy Knights' Silver Armor from scratch once he had all the materials he needed to provide for Vener.

"The younger generation is truly formidable," Van der Ley remarked.

Although it's difficult to define whether this method of disassembling equipment into parts and then reassembling it is considered "assembling" or "repairing".

However, to achieve this level of accomplishment under such numerous constraints was indeed beyond Van der Ley's expectations.

If Wiener can "repair" even scrapped products that have been sentenced to death, then repairing equipment nearing its expiration date is naturally a piece of cake.

"How long do you estimate it will take to repair all this equipment?" Anna ladled Vina a bowl of hot, thick soup.

“That depends on how many sets need repair,” Viner replied, gently blowing away the steam from the soup and taking a small sip.

Although it took an hour to get this set of equipment, a significant portion of that time was spent analyzing its complex structure and disassembling it; the actual hands-on time was less than half an hour.

Once you've mastered it completely, there's room to further reduce this time.

"Only two hundred sets, I guess," Anna said, giving a rather alarming number.

“...Say it again?” Wiener doubted that he had heard correctly.

If he were to handle this number by himself, it would take him three days and three nights even without eating or drinking.

"A battalion of nearly a thousand people only has two hundred sets of equipment that urgently need to be replaced, which is already considered an optimistic situation."

"The most recent supply request is for the First Squadron to replace 32 sets of standard armor. The deadline is tomorrow at noon. I wonder if Vena can make it in time?"

Anna gently shook her head, waiting for Venere's reply.

"We'll make it." Knowing the task was daunting, Viner finished the soup in one gulp and wiped his mouth.

"Quartermaster, come and lend a hand."

“Okay.” Vandley put down his bowl and readily agreed.

He also wanted to see just how far this newcomer could go.

The two then walked side by side toward the carriage loaded with equipment and supplies.

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"Quartermaster, could you please sort the parts I've disassembled and hand them to me when I need them?"

After giving this instruction, Venere began to move.

The standard armor of the Paladins is resistant to blunt force and puncture, and even offers some resistance to magical attacks.

However, in Venere's skillful hands, these suits of armor seemed to have weaknesses everywhere.

He then turned his attention to the joints of the armor, disassembling them into parts with the skillful movements of a butcher dissecting an ox, taking one "damaged" and discarded piece after another.

The still intact parts were selected as replacements for the upcoming repairs and handed over to Van der Ley for sorting and organization.

Parts that were severely damaged and unusable were discarded and quickly piled up into a small mountain.

When Wiener first disassembled the armor, he discovered the secrets of the Knights' armor.

To reduce the difficulty of forging, these suits of armor were not forged in one go.

It is broken down into multiple independent parts, with each craftsman focusing on their area of ​​expertise, and finally assembled by a specialist.

While maintaining confidentiality as much as possible, production efficiency was maximized.

This method was all too familiar to Wiener; wasn't it the assembly line model he was used to in his previous life?

Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to make such a bold claim to Anna that he could make it in time.

There is no joking in the army.

"By the way, quartermaster, are we the only few people in our logistics unit?"

As his movements became more and more skillful, Wiener was even able to distract himself by talking to Van der Ley.

“Of course there are more,” Vandley replied. “Besides Field and me, there are Julian and the squad leader.”

"Julian is in charge of liaison with the battalion and other companies, and he probably won't be back until later. Our subsequent route of advance will depend on the orders he brings back."

Wiener immediately understood Van Dre's explanation.

Julian's role in the unit was roughly that of a communications officer.

"And what about the squad leader?" Viner continued to ask.

“Our squad leader is a bit special. She mostly operates alone, and we rarely see her. I don’t know if you’ll have a chance to run into her this time,” Van Drei replied.

Chapter 173 Anna's Reliance

"Control——"

One person rode a horse to the camp where the Miku Squad was located.

"Julian, you're back quite early today," Field greeted him.

"So, would you prefer me to come back sooner or later?" Julian asked.

"Of course we hope you don't come back. Your early return only means we have a new mission," Field said irritably.

"You know this, why aren't you preparing?"

Julian jumped off his horse, holding the reins in one hand, and slowly scanned the camp with his eyes.

"Are there new people?"

"Didn't you just come back from the brigade? A bunch of junior students came for internships this time. How could you not know about something so important?"