Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 150: Preparing for the Conferment of Titles – Still Need to Roll Up the Roll
Having spent most of his time in the military camp, hanging out with a group of veteran scouts, Chen Mo found the sudden arrival at the academy quite novel.

Back in dormitory 402.

Pushing open the door, a group of restless guys had pieced together the tables in the dormitory, and Ding Zeliang, Lai Wei, Liu Mujun, and Wang Bo were playing cards.

Sheng Donghao and Xie Yong did not participate; they stood behind the group, arms crossed, watching.

"Hey! The scholar squad leader is back?"

Wang Bo, clutching a deck of cards, heard the door open and strained to look behind Chen Mo, trying to see if the class monitor had returned.

"What did they say at the meeting? Was there anything important to announce?"

"there must be."

Chen Mo tossed the notebook in his hand onto the table, stood under the large fan and said, "The conferment of ranks is tomorrow, and the academic classes also start tomorrow."

"You'd better play cards on Sundays. I think the management at the Army Academy is much stricter than in the military."

These veterans may be arrogant, but they can still distinguish between what's important and what's urgent.

After all, Chen Mo went to the meeting, so he must know some inside information. It's not appropriate for him to be too flamboyant since he's new here.

Upon hearing this, Ding Zeliang immediately packed up the cards, and the group worked together to move the table back to its original position.

In fact, according to the responsibilities of the squad leader, Chen Mo should have gone to dormitory 401 at this time. Even if there was no meeting, he should at least have conveyed the spirit of the meeting.

A reminder to the new students.

But he did not take any action.

He learned from the meeting that the training arrangements for the students enrolling in the reconnaissance department in May would be handled by the college's coaching team.

As a squad leader temporarily pushed out, I wouldn't be expected to be highly regarded; at most, I'd just be there to balance the relationship between new students and the academy's officers.

While we're at it, let's also teach this "troublemaker" a lesson.

However, Chen Mo didn't care; it wasn't the first time he'd been treated like a troublemaker.

While the veterans in the class were all looking at his notebook, Chen Mo was just about to pack up his assigned toiletries.

The dormitory door was pushed open again with a loud bang.

Wang Fuming, the class monitor of Class 402, strode in and first glanced at everyone in the dormitory.

He began by saying, "Everyone, assemble downstairs."

"Hurry up."

Having learned their lesson from before, no one dared to dawdle when they heard the call to gather downstairs this time.

They were so afraid of being late that they all ran downstairs as if they were flying.

There was a meeting downstairs just now, and the entire second squad was present. Since it was dark, Chen Mo couldn't tell which squad it was.

Now, when I got downstairs, I found that only two classes had gathered.

Furthermore, the assembly method was not the conventional queuing; instead, both classes stood in a row, facing each other, with three meters between them, looking at each other.

That damn captain, Fang Huai, has come downstairs again, I don't know when.

Chen Mo stood at the end of the line, and before he could even look up, Fang Huai waved him over: "Come, come, scholar, you're the district captain, you don't need to join the line yet."

"Stand in front of me."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo glanced at Fang Huai, then looked at the two classes that had already lined up, and he roughly understood what Captain Fang meant.

At this meeting, only two classes from the second platoon of the trainees' second squad were present; none of the three classes from the first platoon were there.

It's obviously related to him, the newly appointed district captain.

as predicted.

As soon as Chen Mo stood in front of Fang Huai, the petty and narrow-minded Captain Fang put his hands on his hips and said loudly, "There's nothing else going on at this gathering."

"It's to let you get to know your squad leader."

"You should be able to guess without me saying it: selecting comrades from among you to serve as platoon leaders is a special requirement of the academy."

"The goal is to help you learn to put yourself in others' shoes and understand how trainees manage trainees, so that we can all understand each other."

"Of course, more importantly, it's about getting you used to and familiar with the duties of an officer."

"The scholar is just a private. If we appoint him as a platoon leader, will the people in your Second Division be satisfied?"

Without waiting for anyone to respond.

Fang Huai changed from a hands-on-hips posture to hands-behind-back and continued.

“Now, I’ll give you all ten seconds to think. Whoever thinks they are more capable than Xiucai of taking on the responsibility of this district captain, step forward.”

The voice just fell.

Without any hesitation, the seven students in dormitory 401 stepped forward, their eyes fixed intently on Chen Mo.

The appointment was made without consulting them.

Soldiers are competitive, and since the position of platoon leader usually only appears in military academies and police academies, many veterans may not realize it.

Now that the question has been asked, there's no reason not to argue about it.

Seeing that everyone in room 401 had stepped forward, Xie Yong and the others hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to follow suit and step forward as well.

The atmosphere between the two classes suddenly became tense.

Chen Mo remained silent, wanting to see how this Captain Fang planned to put on this show.

When it's his turn to fight, he will naturally not give an inch, but now, it's clearly not the right time.

Fang Huai glanced at Chen Mo and noticed that this sharp-tongued kid wasn't flustered at all, so he frowned.

He turned to the ranks again and said, “You all think you’re very capable, which is great, but comrades, ability isn’t something you can just talk about.”

"Ability is demonstrated through action. From now on, you will compete with each other and use each other's reputation as a whetstone."

"Remember, what matters is the honor of a soldier."

"The conferment of ranks will take place tomorrow, and your new battlefield has begun."

"But for the first week, your second squad leader is a mere scholar. Anyone who wants to oust him, show me your skills within five days." "Understood?"

"Yes!!"

"Alright, let's dismiss everyone. It's our first day here, so we won't ask anything of you."

"I hope that tomorrow will be the beginning of your new future."

"Dismissed!!"

As soon as the command was given, the two classes that had been assembled quickly turned around and walked towards the corridor in unison.

The play was over, and Chen Mo hadn't even gotten a chance to speak. He was just about to go upstairs with the group.

Fang Huai called out to him again.

"Scholar, wait a moment."

"Captain, is there anything else?" Chen Mo puffed out his chest.

To be honest, he didn't have any complaints about Captain Fang, who liked to cause trouble, but he certainly didn't have much affection for him either.

"Hehe, you little rascal." Fang Huai raised his hand and patted Chen Mo on the shoulder.

"What, do you think I'm petty as the team leader? Just because you talked back to me a few times, I'm going to make things difficult for you?"

"Report, no."

Chen Mo shook his head slightly and said, "I will obey orders without question."

"Bullshit."

Fang Huai curled his lip: "Don't give me that. I've seen your file, or rather, quite a few leaders in the college have seen your file."

"A private promoted to officer, what a prestigious title! Do you even know how many students enrolled this May?"

"Leaving aside your reconnaissance major, just considering other majors, there are more than 1,700 people in total, but you are the only private who was recommended to the academy."

"You know how many eyes are on you right now, don't I?"

"You not only have to compete for this platoon leader position, but you have to fight tooth and nail for it. Of course, you can't neglect your academic studies either. You need to bring honor to your 63rd Army and make your 7th Division proud. You are the only one from the 7th Division this year."

"Our academy also has the leaders of the Seventh Division here," Fang Huai said meaningfully.

He continued, "Your political commissar's surname is He, right? I used to serve as his communications staff officer. Later, when I came to the training center, my original unit was disbanded, so I stayed at the academy after graduation."

"Kid, show some spirit."

After saying that, Fang Huai patted Chen Mo on the shoulder again before leaving with his hands behind his back.

This time, however, it's Chen Mo's turn to be completely bewildered.

No, is this squad leader someone we know?!
Chen Mo stared at Fang Huai's retreating figure, and after a moment of stunned silence, he suddenly realized something.

No wonder the people in dormitory 402 were inexplicably made an example of. After he stood up and argued his case, Fang Huai, a major and deputy battalion-level officer, was in a difficult position.

Even if he couldn't stand it on the surface, shouldn't he have been chosen as the district captain?
They made the selection, but then, right after the meeting, they called down the two squads from the second platoon to encourage the competition.

It turns out that it wasn't Fang Huai watching him, but rather a former commander of the Seventh Division who was here.
After thinking for a while, Chen Mo shook his head. In fact, he had never planned to mess around in physical education class since he entered the school.

Once you get to school, you should study hard, do well in your academic subjects, and use your abilities to complete several research projects to enrich your portfolio. That's more important than anything else.

But now it seems he misunderstood.

Academic studies must be emphasized, but physical fitness should not be neglected either.

Even after this, we still have to roll it up.

It's possible that, as Fang Huai said, the new students won't be subjected to much hardship on their first day at the school.

After Chen Mo went upstairs, he did not receive any further notices, and there was no roll call even at night. A group of veterans chatted in the dormitory for most of the night.

During this time, Wang Fuming only occasionally offered a few reminders, and didn't really care about the new squad leader.

Everything seemed to be going quite smoothly.

The next morning, March 5th.

Perhaps because they were chatting too late, Chen Mo was unable to roll it up.

While he was sound asleep, the deep sound of the reveille filled the entire accommodation area.

"get up!!"

The moment Wang Fuming pulled back the covers, he shouted a warning.

"Everyone, please wear regular clothes and leather shoes, and assemble downstairs."

"Chen Mo, you are the squad leader. Go wash up and go downstairs first. You will be responsible for maintaining discipline and leading the team to the military training ground to prepare for the conferment ceremony."

Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier?
Although Chen Mo is the squad leader, he's new here and doesn't even know where the military training ground is.

While everyone in the dormitory was getting up, Chen Mo rushed out so fast that he was almost a blur, pulling up his pants and carrying a small yellow basin to the washroom to wash up.

After washing up, I quickly went downstairs.

At this moment, Fang Huai, the captain of the second platoon of trainees, was already standing downstairs. When he saw Chen Mo come down, he handed him the list and said, "Come with me to collect your military ranks later. Make sure you collect them according to the list and don't get it wrong."

"Stidy yourself up, why are you in such a panic?"

"More than a thousand people have gathered. The principal will preside over the conferment ceremony today, so it won't be that quick."

"Yes."

Chen Mo tucked the list under his arm and quickly straightened his clothes.

Damn it, it's so easy to make a fool of yourself in unfamiliar places.

He had no idea of ​​the exact time of the gathering.

However, thinking about how soon those red cadet epaulets would be pinned to my body again...

Chen Mo no longer cared about such things.

The red epaulettes—in his past life, they were the beginning of his dream taking flight.

This life can't be too bad, right?
(End of this chapter)