Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 206 The Report Scandal: Taking Down the Entire Logistics Department
Even when a large-scale exercise is conducted, and a specific military region is designated to participate, not all units will be deployed.

Firstly, the scale of the war would be too large, and the military expenditure would be astronomical, so it is not usually done this way.

Secondly, large-scale military exercises are too difficult for anyone to command. The total strength of a large military region can easily reach tens or hundreds of thousands of troops.

There's no way to send them all to the battlefield.

However, the 61st Division of the 21st Army of the Jincheng Military Region, as a renowned Red Army division, bears the heavy responsibility of being a Class A motorized infantry division in the north.

Externally, this unit can represent a flag of the military region.

These kinds of units are bound to go to the battlefield.

Don't assume that the 61st Division, being a motorized infantry division, is poorly equipped.

This division is even more formidable than the 9th Armored Division of the 38th Army. After the organizational restructuring of various units in September 1998, very few divisions were able to maintain a five-regiment system.

The 61st Division continued the previous six-regiment system, and its troop strength and combat power were quite formidable.

It comprised three infantry regiments (181st, 182nd, and 183rd), one artillery regiment, one anti-aircraft artillery regiment, and one tank regiment, which was converted into an armored regiment last year.

The tank regiment was transformed into an armored regiment, resulting in a more diversified range of military branches and a significant improvement in coordinated combat capabilities.

Once this type of Class A division arrives on the battlefield, it becomes the main force among the main forces, the ace among the aces. If the division commander suddenly came to the base, he could say he was just passing by.

I doubt anyone would believe that.

This is why the people in the meeting room were so surprised to hear that the 61st Division of the Jincheng Military Region had arrived.

That's definitely a top-notch Red Army division.

To show that it is important.

Luo Yaowu, Zhang Jinnan, Chief of Staff Qin Quan'an, Training Minister Li Guanduo, 188th Division Commander Tang Haodong, Xiaocheng Anti-Aircraft Artillery Brigade Commander Feng Hongbing, and a group of other leaders stood up from the front row of the conference room.

He led a large group of officials downstairs to prepare for the welcome.

Chen Mo followed behind.

Although he has been temporarily assigned to the logistics and statistics department, he is still one of the people who promoted the information technology experiment, so he has to be diligent.

Led by Chief of Staff Qin, a group of people quickly arrived at the entrance of the base.

From a distance, Chen Mo could see a black Volkswagen Santana parked outside the base, with a chubby senior colonel standing next to it, who was about 1.7 meters tall and dressed in camouflage.

The other person appeared quite amiable, but upon closer inspection, it was easy to see that his temples were gray, yet his sharpness and arrogance were ingrained in his very blood and bones.

To be able to serve as the commander of the 61st Division, you have to be really capable.

More than a decade ago, the 61st Division cooperated with the 47th Army on the battlefield. During the two-mountain rotation, the division killed nearly 4,000 enemies, which was quite impressive.

After all, they were only cooperating in the operation at the time, not the main force on the front lines.

"Wang Songhe?!"

When they were a dozen meters from the base entrance, Chief of Staff Qin laughed heartily in a loud voice, "Haha, Lao Wang, it's been a long time since we've seen you!"

Sudden sound.

This startled Wang Songhe, who was waiting outside.

He had been observing the area around the base and hadn't noticed anyone coming. He turned his head and saw an ordinary-looking outpost.

So many people poured out, including the chief of staff of the 63rd Army.

Division Commander Wang immediately reached out and tugged at his uniform, trying to make himself look more presentable. How could a division commander be called "kid"?

The generational hierarchy is quite obvious.

"Commander Qin, it's been a long time."

Wang Songhe raised his hand in salute, then laughed and shook hands with Qin Quan'an.

"It's so much more welcoming here, haha, all the people here are old acquaintances."

Wang Songhe looked at Luo Yaowu and the others, his mouth almost stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

"Yes, we should come back more often. Come on, let's go inside and talk."

Qin Quan'an put his arm around Wang Songhe's shoulder, and the two walked into the base like brothers, chatting and laughing, heading towards the conference room.

I heard them greet each other.

Chen Mo suddenly remembered that from the 1950s to the late 1960s, the 61st Division was affiliated with the Kyoto Military Region on two separate occasions.

Although each affiliation period was short, the first time was less than half a year, and the second time it was attached to the 21st Army under the Kyoto Military Region for five or six years.

This relationship undoubtedly brought the 61st Division and the Kyoto Military Region closer together, even though most of the officers present at the time probably hadn't joined the army yet, or had just joined.

But a shared background is a shared background. Finding common ground is always a little more practical than a group of people meeting and only being able to flatter each other.

Chen Mo couldn't get a word in edgewise; it wasn't his place to speak in this kind of situation.

Then we returned to the conference room.

Before everyone could sit down...

On the large screen, the mobile communications radio broadcasts the station's call to duty.

"Tank unit one, normal operation, fuel level alert!"

"Anti-aircraft artillery unit operating normally, fuel levels on alert!"

"Howitzer company is operating normally, fuel levels are good!"

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A series of communications reports reached the command center. As a member of the statistics department, Chen Mo immediately cooperated with other staff officers to copy down the information of each company.

This is also the purpose of joint training: to master the joint battalion's mobile units and their detailed mobile losses. Without this data support, we cannot achieve anything.

When we actually got to the Northwest battlefield, it was no different from fighting blindfolded.

The saying "an army marches on its stomach" applies equally well to modern warfare.

After copying is complete.

Luo Yaowu took it and glanced at it.

Since the joint battalion dispersed and began to move, its speed has noticeably increased; it had covered 80 kilometers in the previous three hours.

Two more hours have passed, and with the reconnaissance company transmitting the route in advance, they have already deviated from the maneuver route and traveled a total of 60 kilometers.

After five hours and 140 kilometers of operation, statistics show that tanks and armored vehicles refueled on average every one hour and thirty minutes.

Ordinary vehicles need to be refueled every three hours, while engineering special vehicles need to be refueled every two hours.

All the results were projected onto another wall using a slide projector.

Wang Songhe had just arrived, and he didn't rush to explain his purpose. He chatted with the leader sitting in the front row for a while.

Suddenly turning to Chen Mo, who was doing statistics, he asked, "Young man, are you from the statistics department?"

"Yes, Chief!"

Chen Mo straightened his chest and responded with a strong voice.

"Ah."

Wang Songhe nodded. He had traveled a long way from his post to this base, so his intelligence work must have been quite thorough.

Just by looking at Chen Mo's lieutenant rank, without even an armband or collar insignia, one could roughly guess that the young man in front of him was the student who had been making headlines recently for wanting to build a school at the Shicheng Army Academy.

Chen Mo's reputation is not prominent at present.

But that doesn't mean he wasn't on the radar of higher-ups.

A private who had just entered the academy was able to tell the future direction of tank warfare on his first day of class.

It can also meet the standards for information technology experiments, and they are even clamoring to build a school and a sergeant academy for the Army Academy.

Even if such a person isn't a genius, they're at least well-known within their circle.

However, the suggestion was too broad in scope and too ambitious in its steps, so it couldn't be implemented in a short time. But the person who made the suggestion will still be remembered.

The so-called confidentiality in information technology is only within a certain scope. However, for those who reach higher levels, the policies, plans, and actions of those above are never a secret.

It could be because they're bored, or it could be for some other purpose.

Wang Songhe guessed who Chen Mo was. After pondering for a while, he said, "Go, retrieve the transportation dispatch schedule from your military region over the past month and let me see it."

"Yes!"

Since the visitor was a guest, and besides, Commander Wang wanted these things, Chen Mo couldn't refuse; they weren't classified information. He inquired with Dong Zhanwei, the head of the statistics department, who promptly assigned a staff officer who was originally in logistics to open a military-grade Excel spreadsheet.

Nearly a month's worth of scheduling data was captured.

The entire military region's dispatch schedule for a month was so vast it could be described as an endless ocean.

"Sir, this is a report on the distribution of supplies over the past month, mainly for retraining and unit allocation."

Chen Mo glanced at the data and began to explain it to Wang Songhe.

This is thanks to his previous experience as a confidential secretary, which gave him a knack for handling this kind of data.

Otherwise, if it were someone else, they would be completely dumbfounded.

Many military data are simply beyond the comprehension of those encountering them for the first time.

Wang Songhe nodded, sat down in front of him, and stared at the densely packed records with eyes like a hawk.

He was new and didn't know the structure of the joint battalion. He had just heard the post report and wanted to see which troops had been mobilized here.

Although everyone present guessed that the people from the 61st Division had come with the purpose of understanding the information battalion, no one really cared.

It's just a matter of organization. Before such a large-scale military exercise begins, both the red and blue teams will conduct war games. During the war games, the organization of both sides has already been reported to the directing department.

This thing is transparent.

Wang Songhe watched, while Chen Mo stood by and watched with him.

About twenty minutes later, Commander Wang frowned, looked up at Chen Mo, and said, "You..."

"Reporting to the commander, my name is Chen Mo, Chen as in Erdong and Mo as in tacit understanding."

"Hmm, Staff Officer Chen, can you spot any problems with this data?"

problem?

Upon hearing the question, Chen Mo glanced at Colonel Dong from the statistics department and some logistics staff.

Since everyone else was focused on the details of the joint training and no one paid attention to this side, Commander Wang's inquiry did not attract much attention.

"I can see some of it." Chen Mo finally nodded.

"Oh? Tell me."

Wang Songhe sat up straight with great interest, seemingly quite looking forward to what unexpected suggestions this young man, who was making a name for himself at the Army Academy, would offer.

"Yes!"

It was clear that no one was there to save the day.

Chen Mo could only clear his throat: "Sir, I don't understand what problem you are referring to. The monthly report is correct."

"Ah."

Upon hearing this, Wang Songhe did not refute it, but remained in a waiting posture.

This sudden inquiry caused Dong Zhanwei, the director of the statistics department of the logistics department, to break out in a cold sweat.

The air conditioning in the conference room was so strong, it felt like there was no way to save him.

The statistics department's monthly report, if it can be pulled out, it must be data that has already been submitted. It's not the problem that there is a problem, but the problem that is being exposed by leaders of other military regions.

And with his own chief of staff present, he could truly say that his job as section chief was over.

"Sir, there is no problem with the reports and records. If we have to point out a problem, it is that these data are not static, but dynamic. They represent the actions of various units in the military region."

"Based on the data, there is a serious waste of resources in the logistics support of the military region."

Chen Mo had no idea what Commander Wang was up to, but he was aware of some of the current transportation problems in the logistics department.

Wang Songhe did not respond.

Chen Mo pointed to a data section with his finger.

"For example, on July 5th, the transportation schedule of the anti-aircraft artillery brigade overlapped with that of the 188th Division."

"For 200 kilometers of that, the vehicles were running empty. Let's look at the transport mission on July 14th."

"An anti-aircraft artillery transport battalion almost made a wasted 400 kilometers."

Look at how confidently Chen Mo spoke.

Wang Songhe, who had initially asked the question, was instead stunned. He blinked and subconsciously looked at the location Chen Mo was pointing to.

Unfortunately, I really couldn't tell.

Chen Mo became more and more excited as he spoke: "According to this form, it was July 5th, when the anti-aircraft artillery transport battalion transported a batch of sealed supplies to the army group's strategic reserve warehouse."

"On the same day, the 188th Division's transport battalion received a logistics notice to collect the joint training supplies allocated to the army group. The supplies they collected were transported by the anti-aircraft artillery brigade that day."

"Then, after a two-day interval, on July 7th, the armored brigade and the mechanized infantry brigade took turns going to the logistics department to collect supplies."

"After the two units finished receiving their supplies, it was the 188th Division's turn to receive them, and they were receiving the same supplies that the anti-aircraft artillery brigade had transported two days earlier."

"This results in waste."

"The anti-aircraft artillery brigade is only 70 kilometers away from the 188th Division, but the supplies stored by the anti-aircraft artillery need to be collected by the 188th Division every two days."

“I think it would be perfectly acceptable to have the two units hand over the supplies, let the anti-aircraft artillery bring the supplies to the 188th garrison, and let them take inventory themselves.”

“Even if the two units are not allowed to directly hand over supplies according to regulations, the 188th Division should have made them take back everything they needed at once when they first received the supplies, instead of doing it little by little according to regulations based on the amount of supplies lost.”

"Such a huge batch of supplies, just two transport battalions, 18 military vehicles of type 142 running back and forth, just in the past two days, a single handover of supplies has wasted tens of thousands of liters of diesel."

"And here, July 14th."

"Here, July 20th."

Seeing that Commander Wang was silent, Chen Mo assumed that the other party agreed with his views and continued to talk eloquently.

In summary, the statistics department's monthly reports show that over 100,000 liters of fuel were wasted.

Dong Zhanwei, who was initially quite nervous, let out a long breath and gradually relaxed.

Because if the report is wrong, it will definitely be the responsibility of the statistics department, and they can't escape it.

But if there are loopholes in the scheduling process that lead to waste, then it has nothing to do with him.

Of course, it cannot be said that they are completely unrelated.

At least when he gets punished, he won't be the first one to be punished; he'll have to wait in line, probably after the logistics manager.

Gradually.

More and more people gathered behind Chen Mo, including Chief of Staff Qin, Vice President Zhang, and Director Luo, who all came over to watch.

Wang Songhe, who initially made the suggestion, secretly swallowed hard.

What the hell.

At first, he just noticed that the joint battalion only had a little over a thousand people, yet nearly five hundred logistics personnel had been transferred, making the organization a bit too cumbersome. He wanted to discuss this with the young man.

How could he know how far the anti-aircraft artillery brigade and the 188th Division were stationed? Even if he did know, he wouldn't have picked and chose to criticize the 63rd Army in front of so many people.

Unexpectedly, Chen Mo blurted everything out in one go.

Chen Mo was still talking.

Luo Yaowu's eyes twitched slightly; he already knew that the logistics department was about to be reorganized.

Pointing out such a problem in front of the chief of staff and the commander of the 61st Division means that rectification is probably inevitable.

And that bastard Chen Mo hasn't even been in logistics for a day yet.

That's how they managed to create such a huge mess.

How are we supposed to go to the statistics department to study after this? What a joke! I reckon a lot of people will be implicated.

What's even more fucked up is.

Wang Songhe can't explain his initial intentions now. Even if he has to grit his teeth, he has to admit that the problem Chen Mo mentioned was exactly the loophole he saw.

Damn it, I originally came here just to learn about the joint camp.

This time, he really took the blame.

The people in the logistics department were even more disheartened, as they knew that the people from the Jincheng Military Region were up to no good.

But unexpectedly, this hostility was directed at logistics.

(End of this chapter)