Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 224 The Chief of Staff was furious. "They're putting on an act for me!"
Just ten minutes.

With their communication blocked, the main forces of Groups B and C were also largely depleted.

If we regroup now and go back to fight Group A again, we definitely have the ability to compete.

But there's no need for that anymore.

The two teams' main forces haven't even faced each other yet, and they've already been beaten like this. Even if they regroup, it will be difficult for them to find Group A's main force to launch a counterattack in a short period of time.

During the maneuver, who knows how the scholar might deal with us? In that case, we'll only lose even more miserably.

Edge of the minefield.

Cheng Dong and Liu Hongyun squatted together. They had witnessed how Group A disrupted their ceasefire after their side regrouped, and how they used information technology.

They were gradually forced into the minefield.

Battalion Commander Liu fared slightly better, managing to lead Group C in organizing several resistances, while Cheng Dong was so frustrated he almost choked.

What the hell is going on?!
The soldiers he trained were sent by that damn scholar, who sniped the commander from dozens of meters away.

Cheng Dong had never been so humiliated in all his years of military service.

"Damn it, traitor, son of a bitch, I'll skin him alive when we get back."

Cheng Dong bit his cigarette holder hard, and after a long while, the proud company commander's gaze turned somewhat desolate as he said, "What should we do, Lao Liu? We've both lost."

Upon hearing this, Liu Hongyun, who was squatting nearby, turned his head to look at his tanks: nine armored groups, twenty-seven heavy tanks.

If the Blue Army battalion hadn't added tanks, this would have been the full firepower of the original Second Battalion.

It also includes all the heavy equipment of the Blue Army battalion.

In the end, we still lost so completely.

If we're really comparing who's unluckiest, he's far more unlucky than Cheng Dong, after all, he himself is the battalion commander of a tank battalion and is skilled at commanding armored warfare.

Cheng Dong, on the other hand, was just a reconnaissance company commander, skilled at leading light infantry.

Old Liu exhaled two puffs of smoke from his nostrils and said somewhat nervously, "What else can we do? I'm just wondering if we'll also be dragged to the front of the line and made to stand as punishment."

"Damn it, losing isn't shameful, but being punished by standing is truly shameful."

Cheng Dong thought for a moment and said, "Don't be ridiculous. I trained Xiucai, and I know his personality best. Just turn your 'can't' into 'can.' Don't expect that brat to let you off the hook. No way."

"Damn it, you still have the nerve to say you trained these soldiers?"

Liu Hongyun stood up cursing, casually threw away his cigarette butt, and called to the soldiers behind him to quickly count the number of people and prepare to return.

He and Cheng Dong couldn't delay any longer.

Even during a war, communications aren't under their control. When they can be used and when they can't are entirely up to Group A's mood.

Now that the notification has arrived, there's no point in dawdling anymore.

However, this time Battalion Commander Liu and Cheng Dong really wronged the scholar.

The two returned to Group A's location by car.

It was discovered that the A group's squad and all its officers had barely moved.

Inside a field tent in the distance, Chen Mo stood there with his back straight as a javelin, while the other company and platoon-level officers were lined up.

Watching the two of them return home.

Chen Mo waved: "Battalion Commander Liu, Company Commander, it's time for a meeting."

"Eh!"

Liu Hongyun and Cheng Dong exchanged a glance and a look before quickly joining the ranks of cadres.

Chen Mo glanced at the team and grinned, "Let me tell you, our Blue Army battalion just organized its first coordinated assault training exercise."

"I don't think it's necessary to repeat the details of how well we played, nor is there any need for a deliberate review."

"Because winning or losing is not important, in the next few days, there will be multiple coordinated attacks during the day, each lasting two hours, starting from early morning and continuing until night."

"During the day, all officers study the experience. At night, officers hold meetings to summarize and review the day's combat experiences, and soldiers in each unit watch the military modeling training."

"Time is tight right now, so this is the only arrangement we can make."

"Today is the 4th. Leaving today aside, we only have three days left before we set off."

"Comrades, I won't repeat myself, we've already emphasized it far too much lately."

"In preparation for the Northwest campaign, no one should falter at this stage."

"Alright, everyone has it."

"You have half an hour. After half an hour, you will continue to divide into three groups, A, B, and C, for coordinated assault training."

"I have always served as the leader of Group A, while the other two groups take turns. We must learn and understand the basics of integrated and coordinated tactical command in the shortest possible time."

"Everyone, is that clear?"

"clear!!"

The cadres who were lined up immediately stood at attention and responded loudly.

The coordinated assault was arranged so tightly that many cadres had not expected it.

But the orders had already been given, and many of the cadres present knew exactly how Cheng Dong and Liu Hongyun had lost.

Since Group A has the authority to locate vehicles and block communications, the selected commanders will be extra vigilant and will therefore adopt a faster and simpler method of attack.

In the course of continuous fighting.

These individuals will be familiar with the coordinated use of drones, helicopters, and ground combat vehicles.

And that was also Chen Mo's goal.

After the meeting was adjourned.

The other officers started thinking about how to choose a group to fight the new battalion commander. With so many people taking turns, they couldn't keep losing, could they?
Chen Mo wasn't idle either.

While others were busy choosing their teams, he arranged for someone to bring over a large whiteboard and wrote his name, as well as the names of all the companies and battalions under the Blue Army battalion, on it with a marker.

Then, it's just like scheduling.

Two people from each group take turns playing according to the list. Whoever wins gets a thick line drawn next to their name.

It doesn't have any special meaning; it's just to motivate these cadres to truly focus on figuring out how to win this battle.

The work schedule is complete.

Chen Mo put down his marker, clapped his hands, and was about to take a few steps back to see if there was anything that needed to be corrected.

Out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly saw Wang Jianyong driving back.

Even though Chen Mo had already guessed that Lao Wang would get beaten up, he didn't expect him to be beaten up so badly.

That guy, a proud old scout, was beaten so badly that he was covered in bumps on his forehead.

His right eye socket was bright red, and there was still red on the corner of his mouth. The footprints on his body were so dark that they almost covered the original color of his military uniform.

In addition, it was already very hot in the summer, and sweat dripped from his forehead to the corners of his mouth, and Old Wang's lips twitched from time to time.

Chen Mo wanted to laugh, but felt the occasion was inappropriate, so he simply grabbed a bottle of mineral water and a sweatband from the table next to him and tossed them over.

"Are you OK?"

"Nothing my ass, it hurts like hell! Damn it, those bastards really went all out."

Wang Jianyong sat inside the tent, cursing and swearing. When he drank water, he would only use one corner of his mouth to slowly sip it.

"Alright, you should rest today."

Chen Mo smiled, but didn't ask for the specific details.

The reason Wang Jianyong was sent there was to snipe Cheng Dong at the beginning of the battle, throw the entire B group into chaos, and shorten the time for coordinated assault.

Of course, it was also to make the company commander somewhat wary of the battlefield.

Currently, mechanization is not the dominant method, but in the future, information-based command and information transmission will become more and more frequent.

Putting aside the dangers of constantly dismounting from the tank, command would also be disrupted.

Cheng Dong was his company commander and had a very strong sense of self-confidence. Chen Mo couldn't say many things openly, so he could only confront them with facts.

After suffering a few more losses, he will be able to correct his bad habits in leading troops.

Time passes little by little.

The information technology training camp in Huanglongwangou is still in full swing.

Meanwhile, the Qingtongxia training area became extremely lively.

From the Kyoto General Staff, one order after another was issued to the Northwest.

This Northwest military exercise, codenamed "Revival 1999," is tentatively scheduled to last for half a month, with the participating troops being the 47th and 21st Group Armies of the Jincheng Military Region.

The General Staff's stated reason for participating in the exercise was to conduct a comprehensive test of the combat capabilities of the mechanized forces in the second phase.

In fact, everyone knows what the purpose of this military exercise is.

It's simply a matter of conducting military exercises and deploying troops in the Northwest and southern Guangdong before the military parade, in preparation for any eventuality.

The code name for Fuxing 1999.

It was finalized as early as February of this year.

A large-scale military exercise is not as easy as one might imagine. More than six months ago, a city sprang up in the exercise area near Qingtongxia.

More than 20000 tons of military-grade diesel fuel were transported from the oil pipeline of Jilin Oil Group.

The engineering corps repaired 210 kilometers of roads, permanently secured 13 bridges, built three military airfields, and laid a total of 1600 kilometers of national defense optical fiber lines.

The hydroelectric troops, in conjunction with the power grid and water network, constructed and laid 420 high-voltage power transmission towers, while the communications troops established nearly 300 signal base stations for television, telephone, and internet.

These things were completed two months ago.

In addition, the General Staff specially selected 266 staff officers from the main combat divisions and regiments of the Kyoto Military Region to serve as the director and judges, and mobilized 1500 non-commissioned officers from the group that was eliminated in the initial selection for the parade to form an order maintenance group.

Field Hospital 302 and Field Hospital 307 were formed by drawing medical personnel to create two large-scale field hospitals.

without any exaggeration.

Although the number of military regions involved in this Northwest military exercise is not as large as that in the Southern Guangdong exercise, its scale is definitely larger than that of the Southern Guangdong exercise.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it an unprecedented mechanized exercise.

Such a large-scale investment is equivalent to burning through one-tenth of the extra military budget allocated in 1999.

Furthermore, it's still in the preparation stage; the fight hasn't even started yet.

This is why Commander-in-Chief Fu of the Kyoto Military Region insisted on sending the informationized battalion to the battlefield.

Instead of constantly experimenting and practicing on a small scale behind the scenes, it's better to put it on a large-scale battlefield and give it a try.

In previous experiments, informationized battalions would sometimes mix in some foreign military equipment, which was not appropriate for large-scale battlefields.

But this time it doesn't matter. With my own equipment and my own system, there's nothing to worry about.

On the afternoon of August 6, the General Staff issued 16 disciplinary orders in response to the Northwest military exercises.

These commands can be summarized into one idea.

That is, any unit or individual that violates the exercise regulations and causes a significant impact on the exercise results will be subject to serious criminal prosecution by a court composed of disciplinary departments, in accordance with the Military Internal Affairs Regulations and the Wartime Discipline Management Measures.

Cheating! Arrest them! Send them all to military prison.

Violating regulations means arrest; there's nothing more to say, just send them to a military prison.

This is why, in many drill scenes in TV dramas, the phrase "in accordance with drill regulations" is emphasized before the dialogue.

Large-scale exercises do indeed have certain restrictions.

Of course.

Some plot points in the TV series are also not quite right. For example, Zhuang Yan from the Wolf Fang Special Forces hides in a field hospital belonging to a neutral unit during an exercise.

Such an absurd scenario could never happen in reality.

Let alone special forces soldiers, even the most valuable pilots wouldn't suffice. You have to understand that a military exercise involving tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of people requires tens of thousands of support troops alone, involving hundreds of military and civilian units and dozens of departments.

Everything was given the green light in terms of work, a large amount of military spending was consumed, and after seven or eight months of hard work, we were still in the experimental period of transitioning from the second to the third stage of mechanization.

In recent years, the military has been continuously downsizing. With a single order, hundreds of thousands of people have been reassigned. Under these circumstances, the results of the second phase of the military operation are being tested, and all seven military regions are paying close attention.

Let alone Zhuang Yan violating discipline, even the captain of the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade will be stripped of his military rank and demobilized for violating discipline.

Violating the rules will certainly result in death.

For this reason, before leaving the base, Fu Hongyi specifically instructed the Blue Army Battalion to report to the director's headquarters first once they went to the Northwest.

Because the Blue Army battalion did not participate in the pre-war war games, they had no script. If they fought haphazardly on the battlefield, it would cause chaos in a force of tens of thousands of men.

When gunfire erupts, sometimes even the directing staff is completely bewildered, not understanding what's going on.

Similarly, at the same time the General Staff issues disciplinary orders, the participating troops also receive their departure times and must set off in the order they arrive.

April 8st morning.

Outside the Huanglongwangou camp, Chen Mo was leading his A group, along with the B and C groups, in a coordinated assault.

After two days of continuous practice, review, and summarization, it would be impossible for all officers to have a thorough understanding of the information-based integrated unit.

However, compared to before, these officials can now easily mobilize drones and even command ground firepower to coordinate with air and land aviation firepower.

That's good enough.

At 11:15 a.m., Chen Mo had just finished directing Group A when he defeated the other two groups.

Upon arriving at the battlefield tent, before he could even take a sip of water, Deputy Battalion Commander Gao Jin and Political Instructor Liu Heli rushed over in a hurry.

"Battalion Commander Chen, the Chief of Staff is here!"

"Where?" Upon hearing this, Chen Mo stood up abruptly and looked around.

He was just thinking about how he was leaving tomorrow morning, but the military region hadn't made a single move.

That's good, finally someone has arrived.

Seeing the almost gleaming look in Battalion Commander Chen's eyes, Gao Jin was a little puzzled. Normally, many officers in the military don't want people from above to come over.

Why is this guy so excited?
Despite his doubts, Deputy Battalion Commander Gao told the truth: "I received a notification from the military region that the commander will be here in about two or three hours."

"Two or three hours? That should be enough."

Chen Mo ignored the two staff officers who came to inform him and immediately shouted to Wang Jianyong, "Squad leader, blow the whistle and call all the officers in the battalion to assemble for a meeting."

"Yes!"

Wang Jianyong agreed. He was not far from Chen Mo and had just heard the news that the chief of staff was coming.

I know this is a big deal.

He ran quickly out of the tent, put the whistle in his mouth, and blew it with all his might.

Beep-beep beep beep beep beep!!!
"All cadres, assemble immediately."

The desperate whistles echoed throughout the field training area. The officers, who had just finished a battle and were about to gather to discuss their experiences, no longer had time for idle chatter.

One by one, they rushed over to gather.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Chen Mo's expression turned serious, and his first words were: "Comrades, tomorrow is the day we set off. The Chief of Staff of the Military Region is already on his way."

Hear this.

The cadres standing in line instinctively straightened their posture, awaiting their next task.

The Northwest military exercise, the suffocating exercises that have been weighing on us every day, have finally arrived.

To everyone's surprise, Chen Mo's previous statement was serious: "The leader is coming."

The next sentence, with his hands on his hips, was: "Everyone, tell all the soldiers to smash the tracks of five or six tanks, and remove the gun barrels if possible, and throw them in the most conspicuous place far away."

"Also, tell the soldiers that when they go back, they should all change into their worst camouflage uniforms, preferably those with Type 94 camouflage."

"Don't be ashamed if there are holes or exposed buttocks, just wear them out."

"Hides, and equipment for sending arrows, and drones should all be hidden. Move the towed artillery forward and the self-propelled artillery backward."

"Do you understand now?"

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, the dozens of cadres present were all dumbfounded.

Depend on!
With so many veteran sergeants handling maintenance at the Blue Army battalion, there are basically no problems with basic repairs.

Why smash the tracks?

Even worse, they're all wearing Type 97 camouflage now, why switch to Type 94?

There are tattered clothes, of course. With training every day, whose clothes don't have a few holes and patches?

Some soldiers would deliberately keep their tattered clothes to provide fabric patches for new ones, but could those clothes still be worn?

They're either showing their legs or their buttocks.

When other organizations send their leaders to inspect, they don't just pave the roads with yellow earth and splash water on the streets; it's a very grand affair.

This scholar is something else; he even makes me wear two different military uniforms.

They were dressed in rags; if you knew it was the military, you'd think it was a gathering of beggars.

"Battalion Commander Chen, isn't this a bit inappropriate for a high-ranking officer to come and inspect?"

"I am asking the question with a frown," said Zhang Mingjian, the anti-aircraft artillery company commander.

"Am I the battalion commander or are you the battalion commander?" Chen Mo glared at him: "Go and carry out the order."

"Don't ask so many questions, just do as I say."

"Dismissed!!"

Seeing that Chen Mo had already said that, the other cadres didn't dare to say anything more.

They all left to prepare.

Watching all the cadres walk away to attend the meeting and carry out the orders, Chen Mo returned to the tent, moved a small stool over, and plopped down on it.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, his mind preoccupied with how to meet the commander later.

That's right!

Other units dislike visits from leaders because they have to prepare for each visit for a long time.

Is the Blue Army Battalion another unit?

Chen Mo has been hoping that more high-ranking officials would come to the training camp lately, because every time one comes, it's a good opportunity for him to complain about being broke.

The Blue Army battalion is heading to the Northwest.

If we don't complain about being poor, who will help us arrange railway dispatch? He's just a battalion commander, and he's only temporary; he doesn't have that kind of influence right now.

Who will take care of the land-based mobility support for him?

When you arrive in the Northwest, where you're unfamiliar with the place and the people, you can't go without some kind of protection.

Moreover, the Blue Army battalion received the green light throughout this training exercise, getting whatever they needed, and the higher-ups didn't participate in the training before the exercise.

They don't know how hard it was. What if they come back after the war and someone criticizes them for wasting too many resources?
The performance now is to silence any future criticism.

These are all valuable experiences that Chen Mo learned during his time as a confidential secretary.

Those officials know nothing; they just spout nonsense.

About half an hour later, the Blue Army camp selected several tanks and artillery vehicles and dismantled them in pieces on the outer perimeter.

The soldiers nearby were all incredibly dramatic.

They actually mixed and matched the Type 94 and Type 97 camouflage patterns, and the entire Blue Army battalion was made to look different by Chen Mo's actions.

The once valiant and extraordinary veterans instantly became disheveled.

Some veterans had slits in their trousers that were higher than the seams on their cheongsams.

Their clothes were all tattered, with holes on the left and right. What was even more pitiful was that many soldiers' camouflage pants could be divided into nine-tenths pants on the left and five-tenths pants on the right.

It's obvious they really took out their best-kept secrets and replaced them.

"Go and tell the cooks to move the food over here. They don't need to go back to the canteen at noon; they can just take a nap here during their lunch break."

"All officers and soldiers, maintain discipline. The commander will be coming to inspect soon, so please be mindful."

Watching Chen Mo continuously issuing instructions.

The two colonels who came from the General Staff Department tapped their foreheads, speechless. What the hell hadn't they seen in all their years of military service?

But a freak like Battalion Commander Chen is truly unique.

Around 2 PM.

On the main road from Jinyang to the Huanglongwangou camp, an ordinary-looking military 211 camouflage jeep drove onto the dirt road.

"Sir, should we greet Battalion Commander Chen and Deputy Battalion Commander Gao now?"

In the back seat of the jeep, a colonel asked Qin Quan'an, who was resting with his eyes closed, in a low voice.

heard asking.

Chief of Staff Qin opened his eyes, looked out the car window, and after recognizing the route, he shook his head with a smile and said, "No need to say hello. Let's see what kind of trouble this highly anticipated information technology battalion can cause."

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the colonel nodded slightly and remained silent.

The progress and details of the Blue Army's daily training are reported to the military region, and the General Staff also reviews them.

I know this battalion hasn't been slacking off lately; they've been training quite diligently.

Honestly, they were quite looking forward to this trip.

About ten minutes have passed.

The jeep slowly drove into the outer perimeter of the Blue Army camp's training area. Through the car window, the colonel could see several tanks and artillery vehicles under repair in the distance.

He had originally intended to remark that the battalion's training was quite rigorous, as they had even damaged the tanks to this extent.

Before he could even speak, the colonel was startled by the scene in the distance.

The entire battalion should have just woken up from their lunch break, and each company was holding a general meeting.

This is not the point.

The key point is that you can see the soldiers having the meeting from a great distance. They are dressed in tattered clothes, and even their Type 94 military uniforms have been mixed in.

Even worse, some soldiers had half of their buttocks exposed.

Is this still an information technology camp? What am I seeing?
Depend on! !

The colonel was stunned.

Not to mention him, even Qin Quan'an, who had been smiling, had his pupils shrink when he saw this scene.

Is this still the Blue Army camp?
But Qin Quan'an was, after all, a high-ranking official with extensive experience, and with a little thought, he knew who was behind it.

No one else would dare to do that.

"Fine, you're trying to pull this on me?" Qin Quan'an laughed in anger.

He wanted to get out of the car to take a look, but given the situation, how could a high-ranking official like him get out?

How should we deal with soldiers?

"Go, drag that kid surnamed Chen to the camp. Don't get out of the car here, head straight to the camp."

The chief of staff was furious, and furiously so.

Who could tolerate this?

(End of this chapter)