War Military: From 1978

Chapter 292: Thesis Q&A, Farewell Dinner!

"Chu An, how did you learn about the existence of your so-called specialized special mission forces abroad?"

Inside the auditorium, Chu An had just finished reading his thesis when one of the judges spoke up.

"This information was obtained with the help of my tactical theory instructor!"

"Yes, this is information I obtained by asking an expert professor at National University F!"

Behind the judges, Teacher Gao stood up to explain.

Immediately, the judges in the first row turned around.

"I see!"

The judge in the first row who had just asked Chu An nodded.

Subsequently, some of the other judges skipped this question and went on to ask: "Your paper's theme and viewpoints are very clearly stated, but have you considered whether the establishment of such a special task force would cause a lot of logistical trouble?"

For example, as you said, this unit should be equipped with advanced experimental weapons, as well as various specialized equipment for special purposes.

Even specially made bullets and easily portable grenades.

None of these are conducive to the modern, unified logistics management of our army!

Chu An looked at the judge: "No progress can be made without a price. The special task force undertakes arduous combat missions, and under the current combat situation, they can play a huge role."

After a pause, Chu An emphasized, "We can't just want combat power and then ignore the necessary equipment and conditions to provide it."

"Okay! I'm all set!"

The judge nodded.

After that, the other judges simply looked around and no one spoke up.

This is a process of finding fault, but Chu An's paper is clearly reasonable and well-organized, and there is actually nothing to criticize about his topic.

The main reason is that this topic is so targeted, as it directly addresses the objective shortcomings of our army's current reconnaissance units.

Without the vastness of the ocean and the breadth of its scope, they have little reason to nitpick.

"Alright, Chu An, you may leave now!"

The head of the teaching affairs office, seeing that no judges had asked any more questions for over ten seconds, stepped forward and spoke up.

"Yes!"

Chu An responded and then saluted the audience with a serious expression.

"Whoo~"

As he stepped off the stage, Chu An couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

To be honest, it would be a lie to say I wasn't under pressure reading my thesis in front of so many people in the department, and also facing judges from the military.

Fortunately, he passed this test smoothly.

"Next, please..."

On stage, the director of the teaching affairs office continued to call for people.

"come on!"

Before Chu An returned to his seat, he saw Wang Xiaoliu walking towards him and gave him a soft word of encouragement.

He knew this hurdle would be difficult for him.

Because the title of his paper was: On the Tactical Arrangement of Strategic Height Defense.

This is a defensive tactical plan he developed himself, which involves deploying company-level troops on high ground.

This topic aligns with the essay requirements for their primary military education.

But this kind of topic can absolutely make your scalp tingle.

After all, tactics are not fixed.

Strictly speaking, the defensive deployment of each mountain is generally tailored to local conditions.

He also showed Chu An the tactical plan he had researched.

Although he also emphasized adapting to local conditions, what he stressed was the changes made to the firepower configuration in accordance with the PLA's famous three-three system.

On paper, it doesn't seem like a big problem, but in reality, there are too many points to ask about the tactical issues.

Sure enough, after Wang Xiaoliu finished reading his paper on stage with a slight stutter,

Soon, he was sweating profusely from the barrage of questions from the judges below.

Chu An noticed that his breathing seemed a little rapid.

Fortunately, the situation doesn't seem too bad, since his tactics are based on a three-three system.

This set of tactics, which has been recognized and used by our army for many years, is impeccable wherever it is applied.

This is also why Chu An didn't object when he chose this topic and sought his advice.

One by one, the trainees went up on stage.

Progress was very slow. Chu An and his team hadn't even finished answering questions for one district team all morning.

But these judges clearly have plenty of time now.

So we'll continue this afternoon.

Five whole days.

Chu An and other students majoring in command sit in the auditorium every day.

After five days, Chu An had almost finished writing in a newly published notebook.

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This is actually the focus of this Q&A.

This group of trainees were receiving military education for the first time.

Although I have learned a lot in the past year of study, I still realize that people's thoughts are different.

Now, have everyone read through their papers so that everyone has some impression of the viewpoints in the other papers.

This is absolutely a beneficial thing.

The simplest point is that this can broaden everyone's horizons.

After all, everyone's papers are different. The collision of so many people's ideas involves various tactics, strategies and even the development of the armed forces. Even if we only absorb a part of it, everyone can benefit a lot.

And indeed, after five days, Chu An felt that his understanding of all aspects of the military had become much clearer.

Many of these trainees have been in the military for four or five years.

Having experienced military life, his understanding of all aspects of the military is far more profound than Chu An's.

Moreover, through these papers, Chu An also learned about the situation of other military units.

After all, everyone's original unit circumstances were different.

"Come on, drink!"

"Squad leader, I really hate to see you go!"

On the 21st, the question-and-answer session for the thesis was over, and even today, all theoretical assessments have been completely completed.

They suspended classes.

And the cafeteria also served extra food today.

There is no limit to the supply of alcohol.

Everyone understands what this situation means.

Farewell dinner.

Although the captain and the others didn't say when everyone would leave.

But now the exams are over, all that's left is to wait for a graduation certificate.

Based on the current situation, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the graduation certificate should be issued after lunch.

"Alright! Cheers!"

Chu An raised the enamel teacup in his hand.

After nearly a year of getting to know each other, he was also reluctant to part with the students he had become familiar with.

But as soldiers, separation is something we must get used to.

Whether it's leaving one's hometown and parents, the life-and-death separation on the battlefield, or the separation between comrades-in-arms like today.

"Squad leader, don't forget about us after you go back!" Wang Xiaoliu said, his face flushed from drinking, as he put his arm around Chu An's shoulder and his breath reeked of alcohol.

"Hehe, don't worry, I might forget anyone else, but I'll never forget you, the one who always wears red underwear!"

"Ha ha!"

As soon as Chu An said this, the cafeteria erupted in laughter.

Wang Xiaoliu's face turned even redder instantly, as he was already a little tipsy.

This is the source of this guy's joke.

For nearly a year, he didn't wear the shorts issued by the army; instead, he wore the red shorts he brought with him every day.

The reason is simple: he is twenty-four years old, and today is his birth year in the Chinese zodiac.

He said wearing red underwear can ward off bad luck.

Of course, this is just another way of saying it; it's actually about warding off evil spirits.

There's a saying in many places that it's bad luck not to wear red underwear during your birth year, but it's not common to say that these days, especially in the military, so they've changed the way they say it.

Everyone laughed and joked as they ate and drank.

Suddenly, amidst the rhythmic clanging of bowls and cups in the cafeteria, singing began to drift through the air.

"Perhaps when I say goodbye, I will never return."

(End of this chapter)