December 24, 1922.
"Ha...ha...achoo! Oh, bless me."
Alexander sneezed, then rubbed his nose to relieve the itch.
"You okay, sire?" Rolan asked, who was standing by his side.
"I'm okay, this freaking damn cold is killing me."
Snowflakes floated in the air outside the window. The winter in Ruthenia Empire is very cold.
When Alexander stepped foot outside the office he was in, the snow started falling heavily. His hair, his clothes, everything is getting covered in a layer of white powder.
Alexander shook the snowflakes off of his body and went up to the open area of the St. Petersburg Naval Base.
The St. Petersburg Naval Base is commissioned three years ago under the administration of his father. It's part of the Baltic Fleet. But the reason for his visit to this naval base is not to sightsee naval warships, instead, they were here to test new equipment the infantry would use.
One of the reasons he chose this base is because of the distance. He has a date with Sophie later to celebrate Christmas and wouldn't want to get late as the nearest military base around the capital is 30 kilometers away.
He found out that Ruthenia Empire celebrates Christmas on a different date, the nearest military base specifically on January 7.
In the open area, Alexander was approached by a man in his sixties, wearing a military uniform.
"Good morning Your Majesty, we are honored by your presence here in my base."
The man was Vladimir Sadoski, the Chief of the General Staff of the Imperial Ruthenia Armed Forces.
"Is everything in place?" Alexander simply asked.
"Yes sire," Vladimir turned around and hold his hand out as he pointed to the ten men in a military uniforms lined in a row. "This is the finest soldiers I can think of in Ruthenia Armed Forces."
The ten soldiers stood firm and held their gaze on Alexander, as he looked around him, he could feel the respect from them and it made him feel uplifted.
"Very good," Alexander spoke as he walked towards the lines. He stopped right beside one of the men. They are the first men to receive his inspection; Alexander took a look at their uniforms.
They wore a Papakha, greenish tunic and pants khaki, knee-length boots, and also a large greatcoat.
It's an outdated uniform that's been used for twenty years. Alexander not only wanted an upgrade of their equipment but their uniform as well. Maybe after he finished his prototype computer, he will work on a design.
Alexander nodded in satisfaction as h returned back to where he was earlier. Seconds later, a low grumble of an engine sounded from a distance. Alexander turned his head and saw twenty military trucks.
It stopped near them and the soldiers began to unload the load of the truck.
They were boxes that contains new weapons that will replace their bolt-action Mosin-Nagant rifle.
After a minute of unloading the boxes, Alexander clapped his hand to gather everyone's attention.
"Okay, gentleman listen up!" Alexander shouted. Everyone in the vicinity immediately became serious and quiet down. He continued. "Today, we will test a new prototype weapon that will replace the standard-issue bolt action Mosin Nagant. I want you to be aware that this operation is extremely classified so everyone around here who says a word about this operation will be tried for treason which is punishable by death. There are only a few of you so it'll be easy for us to track you down should you dare to disobey the order. Now you might be wondering what type of weapon we will be testing so much that I had to place strict measures. Well, gentleman, the weapons that I'm going to show you have not yet been introduced in foreign countries, the Deutschland, The Britannia, the Francois Republic, they don't have this weapon. We are the first and this might be our upper hand."
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