Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 139 One thing leads to another, let's persevere.
The trophy was taken away before it was even warm in his hands, but Chen Mo felt that it didn't seem to have much of an impact.

After the queue is disbanded.

Many veterans laughed and joked, going back to their dormitories when it was time to go, and going to the canteen when it was time to go.

It seems like not many people care.

It just so happens that today is Sunday, and the company hasn't announced any extra training tasks.

Including the fact that I just came back from the competition, I guess I get a half-day off.

The queue is disbanded.

Chen Mo and Liang Hongjie teamed up and headed towards the cafeteria.

Chen Mo wasn't hungry at first, but he managed to get a bowl of knife-cut noodles from the company commander around noon. However, this wasn't the time he was about to take over the clerical work.

When you get really busy, you can't go hungry.

Walk into the cafeteria.

The company headquarters table was at the far end, but Chen Mo's gaze kept drifting towards the seats of Class One.

He had heard from Platoon Leader Liang that morning that Lao Pao's vacation was over and he had returned to the company, but he hadn't seen him during the assembly just now.

Since joining the company, Lao Pao has taken annual leave and hasn't seen his squad leader from when he was a recruit for almost a month.

The old man used to treat me quite well, and now I suddenly know he's back.

Chen Mo was quite excited.

I glanced around the cafeteria.

When Chen Mo saw a tall, thin figure sitting against the wall near the first squad, his face lit up with joy. He reached out and tugged at his clothes, saying, "Platoon leader, let's go to the first squad first."

"You go ahead, I won't go."

Upon hearing this, Liang Hongjie's expression showed obvious resistance.

In the military, many companies have elite squads whose personnel configuration and strategic importance far surpass those of other squads. When necessary, the company commander or political instructor will directly command the operation.

It's similar on their end.

Although Chen Mo had never seen just how special Class One was, their personnel configuration was not bad at all.

The class was only 12 people, but it was not full, with only 9 people. Apart from Lao Pao, a fifth-level sergeant, there were 5 third-level sergeants, and the remaining 3 were second-level sergeants.

Liu Dong, who carried the flag in the martial arts arena, and Hu Hai, who was incredibly fierce, were both from Class One.

And like them, there were three other students in Class One.

The third-level sergeants of the reconnaissance company were almost all concentrated in the first three squads, with the first squad being the most elite, which was definitely a concentration camp of veterans.

Liang Hongjie only works in this class when it's necessary for his job.

He usually doesn't like to go and interact with them, not because they are difficult to get along with, but because he really doesn't have anything in common to talk about with these veterans.

It was both awkward and awkward, and really unnecessary.

"Platoon leader, I'll go say hello to the squad leader. You go and eat first."

"to make."

Liang Hongjie nodded, watching Chen Mo run straight towards the other class's position.

"Squad leader!!"

Chen Mo hadn't even reached the dining table when he called out first.

"Oh! Distinguished guest."

Hu Hai, who was sitting on the outer edge, heard the noise, turned his head and saw that it was Xiucai coming over.

Hu Hai chuckled as he got up, walked to the dining table next to him, and carried over a stool, placing it inside.

The veteran soldier naturally heard the sound as well. He stood up and looked at the new recruits he had brought out with a smile.

Even strictly speaking, Chen Mo is a veteran and is no stranger to life in the military.

But after so many years, the first person he met upon returning to the barracks was his squad leader, who had taken such good care of him. This kind of feeling couldn't be easily diluted by time.

The old man patted Chen Mo on the shoulder and pointed to the stool next to him: "Sit down, what are you standing there for?"

"Yes!"

Chen Mo sat down with a look of delight on his face.

On the first platoon side, a veteran quickly got up, ran to the kitchen, and brought out a new set of bowls and chopsticks to place on the table.

It feels so good to have the class monitor around.

Actually, in basic training, as long as you don't encounter the really awful type, as long as you have responsible veterans, it's fine.

These will be unforgettable for many people.

Due to the special nature of new recruits, the squad leader will guide them step by step in all their growth, and will be very tolerant even when they make mistakes.

After Chen Mo was assigned to his unit, there was no new squad leader. He lived in the support platoon and had only two roommates.

The joy of seeing the old guard again is unimaginable.

This feeling is very comforting.

"Squad leader, are your family members all well?" Chen Mo asked casually after thanking the veteran who helped him get the tableware.

"Well, it's fine."

The old man nodded: "I heard about what happened to you after you joined the unit. It's good to work hard, just find your direction."

It's been a month since we last met.

The old man didn't preach any grand principles; he just asked questions or chatted about trivial matters in the company.

The lunch went quite harmoniously. The two of them, one adult and one child, chatted about everything from training to life in the military, and then about their future development.

There wasn't anything particularly important, but it was just some old soldiers' fragmented experience from their time in the military.

For Chen Mo, these experiences did not bring substantial help, but rather some spiritual comfort.

After lunch.

Chen Mo went with Lao Pao to the Third Squad again to check on Yang Dali and Li Zhiang.

Having been in the company for a while, these two brothers have lost the curious and curious feeling they had when they first joined the company, and they have become much more mature.

Lao Pao's hometown is Xiangtan County. This time when he came back, he specially brought local specialty chestnuts and some baked cakes that look like biscuits. It is said that they were once tribute items.

Thanks to the old squad leader.

After the group finished catching up,

Chen Mo also received a lot of snacks.

He said goodbye to the old man, carrying a cloth bag full of chestnuts and baked cakes, and was about to go back to his dormitory for a midday rest.

Unexpectedly, just as I arrived at the company headquarters, I ran into Cheng Dong, whose face was full of displeasure, striding out of the headquarters.

I've been with the reconnaissance company for quite some time now.

Chen Mo knew the company commander's personality to some extent. That guy was a face-saving person to the core, and he had just had his trophy stolen by the brigade.

Now the whole company is avoiding him.

Chen Mo was no exception; he ran right into the company commander, who was in a bad mood.

He held what he was carrying, immediately stood it against the wall, raised his hand in salute, and remained silent.

To Chen Mo's surprise, the company commander walked past him and even raised his hand in return.

I don’t know what’s going on.

He suddenly stopped, turned his head, looked at Chen Mo first, then stared at the cloth bag in Chen Mo's hand, and grinned, "Hey, why aren't you sleeping in the dormitory during your lunch break? What are you doing running around like this?"

"Report, the squad leader is back. I'll go check on him," Chen Mo replied truthfully.

"Yes, the old guns are back."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Dong nodded, then walked up to Chen Mo and began to unpack the cloth bag.

He completely disregarded the company commander's authority, grabbing a handful of chestnuts and stuffing them into his pocket.

Then he pinched two more pieces of baked cake, chewing them while glancing at his watch: "Do you have a whistle on you?"

"No!!"

"Go to the duty room and get it. Give me the things, and I'll watch them for you."

Cheng Dong reached out to take it, but Chen Mo seized the opportunity and ran away.

What a joke.

It's not easy for Lao Pao to bring back some local specialties. If they end up in Cheng Dong's hands, what's the difference between that and throwing a meat bun to a dog?
Chen Mo ran all the way back to the document office. Liang Hongjie must have gone back to the dormitory to sleep; he wasn't there.

After hiding the cloth bag in the closet, he picked up the whistle from the drawer before leaving.

The whistle wasn't his; it belonged to Liang, who, as the platoon leader, was responsible for taking turns on duty in the company.

However, I've hardly ever seen him use it.

We arrived at the entrance of the Lianmen Gate once again.

Upon discovering that Cheng Dong had already reached the combat squad's dormitory building, Chen Mo put the whistle in his mouth and blew it with all his might.

"Beep-beep!!"

One long and two short whistles soon echoed throughout the entire camp.

Having not worked a shift for many years, I must say, it felt really good to suddenly blow the whistle during lunch break.

"Who the hell is spouting nonsense?"

At the entrance of the dormitory for Class Two, the veteran on duty that day rushed out of the dormitory in a panic.

The other person was fastening his belt while shouting and cursing at the outside world.

After all, according to the usual regulations, if there is any news in the company, the communications soldier usually has to call the duty officer, who is also the one who knows the situation of each squad best.

They can report the situation of each squad to the company commander in the shortest possible time.

But as soon as he finished yelling, he looked up and saw Cheng Dong standing not far away with a gloomy expression.

The duty officer shuddered and quickly shoved the whistle into his mouth: "Beep-beep-beep, assemble!!"

Perhaps knowing the company commander's temper, he was much more sensible than Chen Mo. After blowing the whistle, he continued to shout, "All squads, assemble for the company meeting, hurry up!"

"Wear hats, belts, and assemble lightly."

The whistles were accompanied by shouts.

Inside the combat squad's dormitory of the reconnaissance company, one by one, neatly dressed soldiers rushed out.

The entire company assembled in just one minute.

Chen Mo also joined the queue.

As Liang Hongjie said before, it's probably best not to mess with the company commander for the next month.

This time, the formation was not only much faster, but the momentum was also not lacking.

They stood tall and proud, like javelins planted in the ground—they were incredibly imposing.

Cheng Dong strolled around the front of the line twice with his hands behind his back, probably because he couldn't find anything wrong with it.

He then turned back to his speaking position and said in a loud voice, "Let me explain. There are three main points."

"First, it's almost the end of the month, so each class should quickly compile statistics on the uniform changes. If you don't understand anything, just ask Lao Zhou. Let's all get this done quickly."

"Secondly, the entire company will be participating in the end-of-month assessment. The brigade headquarters' training department will send people to supervise, especially the new comrades in each squad, who have been training for so long."

"I see that most of my comrades are doing well. If they can keep up with the class training, they should do so as soon as possible. I only care about the final result."

"I just got back from the competition. I went to the armory to check everything. The assessment is coming up soon, and you haven't even cleaned or maintained your gun? Huh?! Do I have to keep reminding you about such trivial things all the time?"

"Also, I received a call from headquarters that some staff members from the propaganda department will come down this afternoon to cover the competition."

"I don't care who comes, what you guys need to do is cheer up and show the spirit that our reconnaissance company should have."

"If any son of a bitch embarrasses me, don't blame me for having to talk to him."

"Is everything clear now?"

"Yes!!"

The response was uniform and the commotion was quite enthusiastic.

How could we not be proactive?
Anyone could see that the company commander had been extorted and was in a bad mood; he might get a beating at headquarters again.

I'm seething with anger.

There was no way to have a lunch break. After the formation was disbanded, each class immediately led their troops to collect their weapons and begin maintenance.

The overall atmosphere and demeanor of the company is greatly influenced by the temperament of the company commander, but equally, the quality of life in the company is also greatly influenced by the mood of the company commander.

They just got back from the competition, and now they're already entering a tense preparation period.

Chen Mo clicked his tongue and followed Liang Hongjie. The two quickly returned to the document office to start working.

There's no way around it.

The longer you stay in the military, the more pressure you'll experience. Try to think positively; this is part of growing up.

If you can't figure things out, that's torture.

Anyway, it's easy to guess that the whole company is going to have a tough time for a long time to come.

Dealing with a company commander with a face like a dog's is incredibly exciting every day.

(End of this chapter)