50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 231 Let’s start again

When Sun Zhiwei said they would set off tomorrow, Xu Yimin stopped him.

"Don't worry, you've done a fantastic job on this mission. The engineers in the equipment development team have been praising you a lot to the leaders."

"Wait a few more days, the award will be coming soon. Receive the honor before you set off again."

Hearing about the commendation, Sun Zhiwei's mood brightened, and he casually asked, "Commander, what kind of commendation is it? Will I be promoted to division commander?"

Xu Yimin glared at him irritably: "If I gave you a division, would you know how to command it?"

Sun Zhiwei could only mutter dejectedly, "If you don't know how, you can learn."

"What do you say?"

"It's nothing, I'm going to get ready. Goodbye, boss." With that, Sun Zhiwei turned and ran off.

That's how it is in our troops; the higher-ups can give you what you need, but you can't accept it.

He regretted his words as soon as they left his mouth, and not wanting to risk further trouble, he quickly made his escape.

Only after Sun Zhiwei left did Xu Yimin show a relieved expression.

The fact that they brought back two intact B-52s during this operation completely astonished the higher-ups.

The previously shelved "Special Forces Formation Plan" has been brought up for discussion again.

Although they hadn't received the operation report yet, they had already heard that the person in charge of the operation was an older soldier who had only recently become a soldier.

I used to be a teacher, and this was my first attempt after only a smattering of my education, and I ended up giving them a huge thrashing.

If an amateur can bring back two B-52s, what if a professional could do it? They could probably bring back American satellites!

Actually, everyone is just speculating.

These were all achieved during the war years. As everyone knows, many things can only be accomplished when the right time, place, and people come together, which makes things twice as effective with half the effort.

Just because one person can succeed doesn't mean another person can. But once the scale is large enough, the chances of success increase.

As a result, many leaders who had previously paid little attention to the development of this so-called 'special forces' have begun to take this new branch of the military seriously.

They all dug out the previous report and reread and studied it.

This is no small matter; once a decision is made, it will involve a series of changes in personnel, staffing, equipment, and funding.

If it's really as the report says, once completed, it will be an ace in the rough, capable of taking the head of a general with ease, even after a long-distance raid.

Don't some people worry that they might become targets?
Therefore, the struggle for command of this unit will definitely be the most important topic of discussion later.

In the current situation, anything involving military power is a matter of great importance and can have far-reaching consequences, so caution is absolutely necessary.

Under these circumstances, Xu Yimin, considering that the higher-ups were definitely reconsidering the formation of a 'special forces' unit, planned to have Sun Zhiwei achieve new merits and, incidentally, increase the supporters' leverage.

After leaving the director's office, Sun Zhiwei focused his energy on improving his Vietnamese language skills.

Three days later, in the afternoon, Xu Yimin sent someone to summon Sun Zhiwei, who was taking Vietnamese language lessons.

He quickly arrived at the office door and noticed that there were two guards at the door. After showing his identification to the guards, he loudly reported.

As soon as he entered, he saw that there were many people inside, including Xu Yimin and two high-ranking leaders.

This time, Xu Yimin was carrying a velvet tray. When he saw him come in, he first gestured for him to close the door.

Sun Zhiwei quickly closed the door, and then Xu Yimin introduced, "Leader, this is Comrade Sun Zhiwei." The leader smiled kindly and said, "Thanks to Xiao Sun, our Ministry of Foreign Affairs has really made a name for itself this time."

"Xu Yimin, you make the announcement."

Xu Yimin nodded, walked up to Sun Zhiwei, and solemnly said:

"Comrade Sun Zhiwei, you have been brave and decisive in this foreign mission, and have made outstanding contributions. You have been awarded a first-class merit and are hereby commended. This order is hereby issued."

After the commendation order was read aloud, Xu Yimin extended the tray forward. Then, the leader stepped forward, pinned the medal on his left breast, and placed the certificate and award in his hands. Then, he saluted him.

Sun Zhiwei excitedly accepted the award and certificate with both hands, and quickly returned the gesture.

Then the three witnesses applauded together to congratulate him.

"Comrade Sun Zhiwei, due to confidentiality reasons, we cannot hold a celebration meeting for you this time. The higher authorities have decided to promote you one rank to commend your contributions to the country."

"I hope you will remain humble and make new contributions."

"Thank you for the organization's training and for the leaders' care. I will work hard and make new contributions."

After presenting Sun Zhiwei with the certificate of merit, the two leaders left the office.

Xu Yimin then instructed him, "Keep the items safe and follow the confidentiality regulations."

"Yes, I know."

After speaking, Sun Zhiwei carefully took off the medal, put it in the box, and then put the certificate, award, and box into his backpack, fastened the strap, and patted it.

Xu Yimin watched his movements and smiled with satisfaction. After he finished, he said, "Comrade Sun Zhiwei, are you ready?"

"Ready at all the time."

"Okay, here are your documents. A military plane is flying south at 7 p.m. tonight. Get ready to depart. I'll be waiting for your good news."

After saluting, Sun Zhiwei left the office and didn't stay in the building for long before returning home.

After having lunch and saying goodbye to the children, he went directly to the military airport to wait.

At 7 p.m. sharp, an Il-14 took off, carrying Sun Zhiwei southward.

The plane looked a bit old, and although the pilot was experienced, the ride was still very bumpy.

Sun Zhiwei didn't complain. After all, it was purchased in 55, and after 20 years, it was still able to perform daily duties, which meant that the aircraft was of good quality and well-maintained.

As for the newer Il-18 models, they are currently used in civilian aircraft; the military aircraft currently use the Il-14.

In the middle of the night, the transport plane landed at a military airfield not far from the border. After getting off the plane, Sun Zhiwei first figured out the direction and then disappeared into the dense forest.

Not long after crossing the border, he saw a small village. He didn't go into the village, but instead walked through the woods on the outskirts of the village, using his spatial abilities to retrieve a set of clean clothes remotely.

After walking a little further, he quickly changed his clothes, wearing cloth shoes, a short jacket, and a straw hat, and then used oil paint to smear his exposed skin until it was dark.

At this point, they looked no different from the locals, but many details were still lacking.

For example, he usually walks with his upper body upright, but most Annamese people are hunched over; also, he is quite tall, which makes him stand out from the locals.

There are also some details, such as the calluses on his hands, his walking posture, and the way he looks at people, that make him different from the locals. These details can only be imitated slowly.

(End of this chapter)