Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 190 A Strong and Well-Made Army, Urgent Telegram from the Military Region
I came down from the director's office.

Chen Mo first glanced at the training ground, where many veterans were still enduring hardship on stools, without needing to get close to see.

You can guess it just by looking at it; this method only works for the first hour.

If they've persisted this long, I'm afraid very few people would still have the energy to do anything else.

After all, no matter how strong a veteran's willpower is, it's unlikely that he could force himself to think while enduring the discomfort of squatting.

Right now, Cheng Dong is simply conducting a mental overhaul within the company.

Fortunately, Chen Mo wasn't in a hurry to go back to the classroom.

Knowing that Director Luo was packing up to return to the academy and temporarily avoid the military region's mid-year rectification, many instructors would definitely accompany Luo Yaowu to the academy to give reports.

During this time, Chen Mo planned to resolve all the professional issues of the first batch of people.

Try not to delay the subsequent processes.

Take a walk around the base.

The construction of the barracks engineering corps is nearing completion, and the organizational framework of the base is almost finished.

The faculty members have been busy with academic affairs, teaching, and administrative systems lately, but things should get back on track soon.

Chen Mo couldn't help but sigh at what he saw.

It's no wonder they have the support of a major military region; the base's efficiency in all aspects is exceptionally high.

As Chen Mo strolled around the base, he pondered how to specifically assign duties to the sergeant major.

Behind them, over by the faculty dormitory building.

Suddenly, the sound of a bus starting up came from the building. Turning around, I saw that Director Luo and some teachers were coming downstairs and boarding the bus. It seemed that they were planning to return to Shimen Army Academy now.

"So rushed?"

Chen Mo turned to look at the convoy. Because the boarding was quick, before he could get up and join them, the convoy had already kicked up dust and driven away from the base.

Judging from that speed, Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, and it wasn't hard to guess.

Director Luo couldn't handle the requests for favors and was already preparing to return to the academy. He was just informing me when he called me over.

However, the way the notification was given was somewhat euphemistic.

Watching the bus hurriedly leave the base, and then looking at the soldiers on duty at the gate, standing at attention and saluting with serious expressions.

Chen Mo paused for a moment, then continued strolling around, starting to consider how to proceed.

But what he didn't expect was.

The base seems unusually lively today.

About twenty minutes have passed.

More than a dozen military vehicles arrived at the base gate again. Chen Mo's responsibility was only to handle matters related to teaching; Pei Shuaijun was in charge of all the miscellaneous internal affairs.

Therefore, he did not notice who the dozen or so people in the vehicles were when Captain Pei arranged for the convoy to enter.

But just because Chen Mo didn't see it doesn't mean the reconnaissance company couldn't see it.

A series of old-fashioned jeeps entered the building.

On the training field, Wang Jianyong, who was squatting on a stool and looked as uncomfortable as if he were constipated, stared at the people getting off the convoy not far away, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Holy crap! A sergeant at level six, even more awesome than us old-timers! Look at this!"

Wang Jianyong pointed loudly to a nearby old soldier who looked rustic as he got out of a car. The number of epaulets on his shoulder insignia was frighteningly dense.

The people around followed Wang Jianyong's gaze.

A series of surprised exclamations came from the crowd.

It should be noted that there are not many technical positions needed within the field army at present, and the number of veteran artillerymen who have been promoted to sergeant-level six is ​​very small.

In a unit as large as the 7th Armored Brigade, the most outstanding person was Zhou Yongjie, who was Chen Mo's squad leader.

There isn't even a single sergeant-level officer.

When changing military ranks, a fifth-level sergeant can get it done with just the signature of the major military region, but to change to a sixth-level sergeant, approval from the General Staff Headquarters is required.

The military region's brutal elimination system ensures that only those who have reached the pinnacle of technical expertise in a particular field can survive through round after round of eliminations.

At that time, the rank of sixth-grade sergeant was far more prestigious than that of a first-grade sergeant major in later generations.

After all, times have changed.

Wang Jianyong's eyes lit up as he watched, and not only him, but many veterans in the company were filled with envy.

Because becoming a sixth-level sergeant is the goal of many veterans, a career that can last a lifetime.

"Holy crap, there's another sergeant-level officer!!"

As more and more people got off the bus, the veterans who were squatting on the chairs stopped looking at their files and turned to look at the other group of people coming over.

In this situation, even Cheng Dong couldn't bring himself to reprimand them, mainly because there were too many tough guys coming this time.

There were more than a dozen vehicles, which must have come from different units. There were two sergeants of the sixth rank and four sergeants of the fifth rank, including the veteran soldiers from the company who also came back.

The remaining five are all fourth-level sergeants.

The most skilled veteran in the entire reconnaissance company was only at level five, the rest were at most level three, and the lowest among them was a level four sergeant.

"Old Gunner!!"

Cheng Dong waved and called out, and as soon as he spoke, the dozen or so people who got out of the car all turned to look in the direction where Company Commander Cheng was.

No problem, everyone who came this time is a veteran, and they deserve that title.

Fortunately, Cheng Dong was a seasoned veteran. Ignoring the stares of those around him, he grinned and walked up to the crowd, took out cigarettes from his pocket, and handed them out to everyone.

Finally, he handed it to the old man and laughed, "What's going on? Didn't the General Staff say you'd be training in the Second Battalion first?"

"Why did you suddenly come back?"

"I'm not entirely sure what happened," the old man shook his head, lit a cigarette, and said, "This morning the company notified us that comrades at the fourth level or above in the military region should be sent to Jinyang by their respective units, and then they said they would be transferring units to assist or something."

"Is this the base for building information technology?"

The veteran looked up and surveyed his surroundings. Due to the re-equipment of the 7th Armored Brigade, he wasn't the only one in the entire military region; many veteran sergeants from various units had been transferred to the main force battalions for training.

Therefore, he knew very little about the situation at the base, only that the entire company had been transferred.

"you do not say."

Cheng Dong glanced sideways at the group of people still squatting on the stools, looking on expectantly, and said irritably, "The scholar came with the school's people, and our former Chief of Staff Luo from the Seventh Division is also here."

"They said we would be assigned to a specialization, and some school leaders even talked to me, asking me to study armored command courses, requiring me to be proficient in all aspects of armored vehicles."

"After we've chosen our majors, we'll start classes together. As for what will happen next, I can't say for sure right now."

Cheng Dong and Zhou Yongjie had known each other for a long time, and aside from their identities as officers and sergeants, they had a good personal relationship.

When the topic of the entire company's relocation came up, his face didn't show much of his usual nonchalant and indifferent demeanor.

On the contrary, I was quite worried about the future of the reconnaissance company.

Because from beginning to end, Cheng Dong's mindset has always been "not seeking merit but avoiding mistakes." As long as he can honestly work until he is forty years old and then retires, and prevent the Three-Company Crossing from falling apart under his leadership, that's enough.

As for promotion or anything like that, he hadn't even thought about it.

But now, the entire military region is undergoing downsizing and transformation, and many division and brigade-level units are unsure about their future development, let alone him.

Listening to the company commander's complaints, the old soldier pursed his lips and remained silent.

Why is he making a sound?

The old man wasn't quite sure what the base was all about.

However, the shady things Chen Mo did at the Army Academy were so notorious in the armored battalion that he was considered a rat that everyone wanted to kill.

That guy, with just one sentence, kept the armored brigade, artillery brigade, and mechanized infantry brigade busy for half a month. Many staff officers, officers, and clerks didn't even have a chance to rest.

I was almost driven crazy from exhaustion before I finally managed to deliver the task.

It hasn't been more than a few days since this happened.

Even now, the main force battalion still hates Xiucai with a passion, wishing they could devour him alive. Xiucai was a soldier led by Lao Pao, a fact known to many in the 7th Armored Brigade. It was only out of respect for him that many in the main force battalion didn't curse him too harshly.

But the level of resistance is exceptionally high.

Zhou Yongjie wasn't quite sure what information technology was all about, but he figured it must be related to armored forces. He was genuinely worried about whether Chen Mo could withstand the ensuing backlash from all the units.

After chatting with the old man for a while, Cheng Dong waved his hand, indicating that he should go to the dormitory first.

At this time, Pei Shuaijun, the base's chief steward, started assigning dormitories to the newcomers again, using the roster.

By the time Chen Mo received the news that another group of veteran sergeants had arrived, it was almost noon.

With so many veteran sergeants from the military region gathered at the base, Chen Mo knew that the people he needed—those who could truly train soldiers in professional knowledge—had arrived.

When Chen Mo learned that his class monitor, Zhou Yongjie, had also been transferred here, his face lit up with joy.

Many recruits will deliberately avoid mentioning their squad leader during their basic training period after they are assigned to their units, because the squad leader would tell them, "After you are assigned to your unit, just pretend I'm dead. Don't tell anyone that I taught you."

But Chen Mo is different.

He initially took the old gangsters as his role models. Although Zhou Yongjie was a bit cold-hearted, he was always good to him.

Chen Mo tugged at his military uniform, trying to look as presentable as possible. After finding out which floor Lao Pao lived on, he jogged all the way to the dormitory.

Crunch!

The dormitory door was pushed open.

Looking up, I saw the squad leader sitting on the inner bed, tidying up the bedding.

"Squad leader!!"

Chen Mo excitedly ran up to them, stood at attention, and saluted!
The old man stood up, smiled, and returned the greeting.

The other veterans in the dormitory watched with smiles. Many of them did not recognize Chen Mo, but seeing how young he was, they could guess that he was a soldier Zhou Yongjie used to lead.

"Well done, looks like you've gotten even stronger lately." Zhou Yongjie patted Chen Mo on the shoulder.

"Hehe, I haven't shortchanged myself either." Chen Mo grinned, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and offered it to the veterans in the dormitory.

He guessed that the General Staff would most likely not delay in sending the list of professionals he had handed to Pei Shuaijun that morning.

But did not expect.

Wow, these veteran sergeants got here so quickly!

In the dormitory, Chen Mo chatted with Lao Pao for more than half an hour, mostly about what he had seen and heard at the college, without any special meaning.

Imagine a wanderer who has been away from home suddenly finding his family and having the urge to confide in them.

Afterwards, Chen Mo ran back to his dormitory, got paper and pen, and made notes on the professional aspects of the eleven veteran sergeants who came.

Senior non-commissioned officers from the entire military region were seconded here.

That's definitely a high-class thing.

Our expertise covers almost the entire spectrum of military vehicles, including radar reconnaissance equipment operation and maintenance, armored tank repair and maintenance, engineering vehicle driving and maintenance, battlefield medical emergency services, general firearms maintenance, UAV operation and maintenance, communications command vehicles, all-road tracked troop carriers, and maintenance of various military vehicles.

This is the greatest treasure.

Chen Mo wrote down all these professional notes, and in the afternoon, he submitted his reflections to the instructor on duty at the base.

Director Luo's departure only means the person in charge has left; it doesn't mean there's no big shot in charge at the base.

The instructor on duty here is still an IT specialist.

The next few days.

With sergeants from various specialties in charge, Chen Mo felt much more confident.

The method of classifying majors based on available materials has obvious shortcomings.

It was decided to arrange for the reconnaissance company and the more than 30 people led by Liang Hongjie to undergo basic armored infantry training in the morning, excluding the already selected command sergeant majors.

in the afternoon.

Based on the students' academic performance during training, they were further divided into different specializations.

The academic classes are taught by instructors, while the practical classes are taught by these veteran sergeants.

In just five days, it was early June.

With the basic professional assignments completed for the more than 120 students at the base, they have begun formal classes.

Time flies.

Mid June.

Luo Yaowu led a group of about thirty graduating seniors from the Army Academy, along with Qin Xiaojun from the Armored Academy, Xu Zhanqi from the Army Command Academy, and Liu Min from the Military Medical Academy, who had previously encountered Chen Mo during the mid-year assessment and suffered losses as a result, back to the base.

The only difference from before is...

Except for Liu Min, who didn't graduate quickly due to her major and therefore wasn't awarded a rank, this group of people...

The others, all wearing the rank of lieutenant, entered the base.

Unified instruction and unified learning.

The number of people in the base has increased from 130 to nearly 200.

Of the two hundred men, only a few were conscripts; the rest were either officers or sergeants.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they have a strong and well-equipped army.

Several colleges in Shimen have integrated their teaching staff, and the entire base has entered a closed-loop teaching phase.

As for Chen Mo, his life hasn't changed much. Besides studying his armor and communications research papers, he still attends classes and lectures whenever he has time.

Time quickly passed to July 28th.

That is, Chen Mo has been in the base for two months.

He hasn't been idle lately either, occasionally publishing papers on topics such as "Psychological Limits and Stress Resistance" and "Sergeant Organization Planning".

No other reason.

Currently, there are too many officers in the base, including many veteran sergeants. Even Cheng Dong has found his direction and spends his days with his instructor, Huo Linshan, studying armored command systems.

The closed base instilled a sense of tension in everyone.

Everyone was trying to make progress, and Chen Mo couldn't let himself fall behind. He would occasionally show himself in front of the leaders so that they would remember him.

11:30 a.m. on the 28th.

After completing the basic training for armored infantry across the entire base, Chen Mo leisurely walked out of the classroom, pen in hand.

As I walked towards the dormitory building.

Behind him, Pei Shuaijun rushed over, his face anxious, and said, "Scholar!!"

Why the hell are you running so fast?

Recently, I've been so influenced by the veterans at the base that even Captain Pei has started using foul language and calling people "scholars" (a derogatory term for scholars).

"Good morning, Captain!"

Chen Mo straightened his posture, but before he could salute, Pei Shuaijun grabbed his wrist and frowned, saying, "Don't pretend, kid. I'm not good at all."

"Hurry up, there are several instructors waiting for you in the conference room."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, we just received a call from the Kyoto Military Region. It seems that the thing you bragged about lasting three months has been reported to the military region by headquarters."

"Now the higher-ups want an explanation, so you'd better think of a way to justify it."

Seeing the other person's anxious appearance.

Chen Mo was taken aback, somewhat puzzled.

After all, even if it was initially said to take three months, the 63rd Army Staff reported it to the Kyoto Military Region.

But only two months have passed, there's still a month to go, why the rush?
It shouldn't be.

(End of this chapter)