"Just go exchange them," Winters said.
"Why exchange?" Andre couldn't help but question, "If they're just ordinary spears or pikes, how do we form a formation?"
"Such trash soldiers are not worthy of using long pikes," Jeska's tone was very bland, as if he was commenting that the weather was quite nice today.
Andre suddenly flared up in anger, and not just Andre; the militia in charge of the arsenal showed annoyance on their faces as well.
"Disagree?" the Lieutenant Colonel looked at Andre, his eyebrows slightly raised, then turned to the militia beside him, "Disagree?"
Andre snorted coldly and looked to the side. The surrounding militiamen all lowered their heads.
After a brief exchange, Winters had a bit of an understanding of Lieutenant Colonel Jeska's personality:
This officer says whatever is on his mind. Perhaps he has no ill intent, but there is no sound more piercing in this world than the truth.