Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 225 Exercise Deployed, Blue Army Battalion Advances, Kill!

Inside the auditorium of Huanglongwangou military camp.

Qin Quan'an's face remained ashen from the moment he entered. He stood with his hands behind his back, facing the "August 1st" military flag, his expression solemn.

To be fair, he had served in the military for many years and had seen all sorts of mischievous officers.

But it's rare to see someone like Chen Mo act so boldly and openly. However, after his outburst of anger, he has come to his senses.

This bastard is trying to play the victim and claim he's poor.

But you can cry all you want; the various organizations have endless ways of claiming poverty.

But who would dare to do that?
Thanks to the leaders of the military region, many have already gone to the Northwest, and the rest must stay at their posts and cannot wander off.

Otherwise, if the higher-ups suddenly had the idea to come and inspect the information technology battalion, and saw the miserable state it had just been in, who knows what they would think.

Such an important experiment was handed over to the military region, and it ended up putting an entire battalion of them in this state?

How will the military region explain this to their superiors? Will they be able to continue working here?
Qin Quan'an grew angrier the more he thought about it. To be honest, if it weren't for his status preventing him from doing so, he would have strangled that troublemaker.

the other side.

Chen Mo was indeed in a bad mood, because the military region chief of staff's order was to drag him over, not to invite him over.

A fifth-level sergeant, with a serious expression, could be observed upon closer inspection to have his senior sergeant's uniform unbuttoned from the fourth button onwards, which was completely inconsistent with the internal service regulations' requirements for military personnel's appearance.

In this era, leaders of Qin Quan'an's rank would travel with a bodyguard like this.

The reason they wore the clothes like that was because they carried loaded pistols on their waists, so that in the event of an emergency, the guards could draw their guns a couple of seconds faster.

This was the deeply ingrained habit of carrying guns in the original 8341 Guard Unit, which gradually extended to the guards in the military regions below.

Having served under his former superior, Chen Mo immediately became obedient when he saw the chief of staff sending someone like this to "invite" him.

He saluted and said, "Squad leader, please wait a moment, I will assign the tasks for the follow-up training."

"Two minutes."

The guard glanced down at his watch, then turned and stood outside the field tent, like a javelin.

Wang Jianyong was obviously aware of the guard's situation. Seeing the guard staring at the scholar like a thief, he lowered his voice with concern and said, "Goodness, so serious. You're not going to mess things up, are you?"

"It's alright, it's a small matter." Chen Mo waved his hand nonchalantly: "Remember, I'll handle things at the camp. The commander is here to check morale. After I leave, notify the entire battalion to immediately restore things to normal."

"When we're giving them a send-off later, make it as grand as you can. Don't let us mess up twice in a row, understand?"

"Then what are you after?" Wang Jianyong asked, puzzled.

He really didn't understand what the scholar was up to. If the leader was coming to inspect, why not just put on the best show?

Come happily, leave happily, and everyone will be happy.

"I'll tell you about this later when I have the chance. Anyway, remember what I just told you, be quick!"

Chen Mo shook his head slightly, then reached out to straighten his military uniform, his face calm.

What's the point?

If he were a brigade commander or a deputy division-level officer, he would have enough connections and coordination skills in the military region to mobilize a battalion, then there would be no problem.

The problem is that he can't right now.

Are you suggesting we have the chief of staff come over, spout empty platitudes, give a long speech at a rally, and then leave satisfied?

What about tomorrow?
Huanglongwangou is more than 800 kilometers away from Qingtongxia. How should the railway be dispatched? Who should contact and communicate with the transportation departments and military stations along the land route?
The military is not a charity, and military regions will not consider how their subordinate units should be managed in every situation.

To put it bluntly, if you're capable, take on the responsibility; if you're not, find someone else. Don't expect the military region to take care of everything for you.

If an army group, with dozens or hundreds of units and tens of thousands of people, were to take everything into account, would it still be called an army?
Playing the victim to gain sympathy is an unpleasant tactic, but it works, especially given Chen Mo's current situation.

If you get the chance, you have to take advantage of it.

Chen Mo straightened his uniform and walked up to the guard: "Let's go, squad leader, we're going to see the commander."

The guards, like the old gunmen, were both sergeants of the fifth rank, and they looked at Chen Mo as if he were a raw recruit.

"The commander ordered that you be dragged over."

"Alright, squad leader, that means we'll have to drive, and it's quite a long way."

Chen Mo took out the keys and handed them to the guard, then obediently followed the Blue Army camp into their vehicle.

I saw the military vehicles parked right in front of the auditorium.

The two got out of the car at the entrance of the auditorium. Without waiting for the guards to speak, Chen Mo pulled up the back of his collar and let the veteran hold him.

Don't ask why.

The answer is simple: when the leader sees that he has actually been dragged into this situation, his anger immediately dissipates by more than half.

If you cause such a scene and then brazenly walk in, you're bound to get a severe scolding.

Don't even say it.

Even the bodyguard, a serious and professional soldier, couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw Chen Mo's actions.

Damn, I've seen weird officers before, but one this weird is truly a once-in-a-century occurrence.

Suppressing his laughter, he dragged Chen Mo into the auditorium.

Hearing the noise, Qin Quan'an turned around and glanced at Chen Mo, who was looking down with his head down. Behind him were Gao Jin and Liu Heli from the General Staff Department.

Just as Chen Mo had guessed, Chief of Staff Qin's anger was not nearly as terrifying as it had been in the car when he was dragged into the auditorium.

He simply snorted, walked to the conference table, pulled up a chair, and sat down.

"Kid, this is how you lead the information technology battalion?"

"what!"

"Come on, tell me yourself, what exactly happened in the whole battalion just now? Are you trying to fool the Japanese, you son of a bitch?"

face questioning.

Chen Mo straightened his back slightly, and at this moment his collar had been loosened.

He lacked his usual confidence and sharpness; his face was calm, his eyes were fixed on the distance, and he appeared extremely lonely.

The show has started.

"Commander, you're really wronging me by saying that. We had four days of training at Huanglongwangou, with thirty-nine maneuvers, twenty-seven of which involved the entire battalion going out to attack."

"Four nighttime extreme marches over four days, with coordinated assaults taking place every day."

"We'll treat four days as four months."

Chen Mo's acting skills are quite good, even surpassing many company and battalion-level officers by a wide margin.

His calm yet powerful words paused slightly, and all eyes in the auditorium were drawn to him.

Even Qin Quan'an fell silent.

The main issue is that it's quite impactful for a kid to say something like that.

Sensing the subtle change in the atmosphere, Chen Mo quietly raised his voice by half an octave, beginning to amplify the emotional impact.

He spoke clearly and earnestly: "The total mileage of the entire battalion's armored vehicles has reached nearly 500 kilometers, of which the tanks alone account for 90 kilometers per day."

"This is just maneuvering, not combat yet; it's just repeated coordinated training."

"The soldiers give up their rest days, get up at 5:30 every morning to train, and can only finish work and rest at 11:00. The entire battalion's equipment deployment speed has improved from the initial 57 minutes to the current 40 minutes, a full 17 minutes."

"The squad's performance has improved from a complete mess at the beginning, with an average grade of C or even D, to a uniform level now. Commander, the environment here is not good. In just a few days, more than 80 soldiers suffered from heatstroke, and 4 officers collapsed from exhaustion on the training ground."

"Six tanks were pulled together, and we practiced day and night without any time to wash up. Our uniforms were soaked with sweat hundreds of times a day, drying and getting wet again and again. The clothes were so stiff that they rubbed blisters all over our bodies."

"Changing uniforms is unavoidable. I just asked the soldiers to rest for ten minutes this morning so they could wash all their clothes."

"I haven't had time to change it yet."

"Sir, I'm sorry, this is really all we can do."

Chen Mo's voice echoed throughout the auditorium.

His apology, saying that this was all we could do, almost made the deputy battalion commander and political instructor standing behind him give him a thumbs up on the spot.

Holy crap, what a genius!!!
To be honest, which unit can't achieve what Chen Mo talked about during combat readiness?

Training time is tight and tasks are heavy. Sometimes, field training is much tougher than this. After all, the Blue Army battalion is a highly valued unit, unlike others.

It's just that military uniforms are tough on the body, right?
That's like he's talking as if no one hasn't been through some kind of ordeal. Chen Mo makes such a trivial matter sound so aggrieved and makes the atmosphere so emotional.

Most people don't have such a thick skin.

Qin Quan'an was also taken aback, as expected. He knew that the training details Chen Mo had described were true.

Because the military region has archives of all training details for the entire battalion, and there are daily records of information, everything is traceable.

So, I really did wrongly blame this bastard?

Qin Quan'an hesitated for only a moment, which was noticed by Chen Mo, who was always paying attention to the changes in the leader's expression.

He hurriedly stepped forward, stood at attention, saluted, and said in a loud voice, "But please rest assured, sir, we will certainly fulfill our mission in this Northwest military exercise."

Look at how well they've managed to play the victim. Damn, they were just getting emotional a moment ago, and now they're back to business.

Qin Quan'an knew perfectly well that this kid was trying to outsmart him, but he wasn't speechless.

After a long while, he waved his hand and said, "Alright, kid, you don't need to put me in this position."

"We're leaving for Qingtongxia tomorrow. The military's preparatory team has completed 80% of the initial preparations."

"Someone will come to meet with you tonight. First, regarding transportation, according to the plan, we have decided to use a mixed operation of rail and road to reach the battlefield."

"I will make arrangements with the railway transportation department to allocate two dedicated military trains for you tomorrow. The logistics and the army's direct engineering battalion will also accompany you."

"The highway management department will also take this into consideration, and will implement phased and segmented closures, along with resupply along the route and support stations. I have already reviewed your plans, so there is no need to worry about anything else."

"The 7th Air Division of Kyoto will deploy two J-8 squadrons for mobile protection and to respond to any emergencies at any time."

"Secondly, in terms of supplies, most of the ammunition allocated by the military region for the exercise has been dispatched to the battlefield, and all the individual rations, sensors, and other marking materials used in the exercise have arrived."

"Regarding the fuel transportation quota, I can't give you detailed data right now. You'll have to go to the director's office to see the specifics once you get there."

call!
I heard the commander give me a rundown of the arrangements for important supplies, weapons, and equipment.

Chen Mo let out a long sigh. These things seemed insignificant to the chief of staff, just a matter of a word.

But for the Blue Army, that would be too difficult; missing even one thing would lead to problems later on.

After listing a few points, Qin Quan'an looked at Chen Mo and said, "You don't need to act here. I know what you're worried about."

"Sometimes, I really wonder if you were a soldier in your past life, kid. You smell like a soldier all over you."

"You don't learn the good things, what are you thinking about all day?"

Without waiting for Chen Mo's response.

Qin Quan'an leaned back in his chair, his expression serious, and said, "You don't need to make any promises to me this time you go to the Northwest."

"This exercise has attracted the attention of the entire field army. You should be well aware that the purpose of the military exercise is not only to prepare for the parade, but also to test the results of the second phase of the transition from motorization to full mechanization."

"There may not be such a large-scale military exercise for the next ten or twenty years, so I hope that you will be fully prepared this time."

"do you understand?"

"Yes, sir, I understand!"

Chen Mo puffed out his chest and responded loudly.

Before the exercise, the military region and the academy talked about information technology experiments every day, but now that the exercise is approaching, no one is deliberately bringing it up.

Chen Mo knew that the higher-ups didn't want to put too much pressure on him. There was foreign military experience to draw upon when it came to the transition from motorization to mechanization, and even after ten years, they had only just reached the second stage.

Is it really that easy for a new system to be created?
Is it that easy to succeed?
If it were really that simple, specialized information technology units would have been deployed long ago. "Yes, I'll be waiting for your good news."

Qin Quan'an got up and walked to Chen Mo. He hesitated for a moment before raising his hand to pat Chen Mo's shoulder, and then strode out of the auditorium.

"Back to the military region."

He originally came to inspect the Blue Army camp, but Chen Mo pulled that stunt, so how could he possibly conduct the inspection now?

However, Chief of Staff Qin is a straightforward person, much better than some other ministers.

Just before getting into the car, he turned around and said, "Liu Heli."

"To!"

"In the name of the Kyoto Military Region, notify the Logistics Department to issue two extra sets of uniforms to all comrades in the Informationization Battalion. Say it is an order from Commander-in-Chief Fu, and there can be no delay."

"What kind of image would it be if a dignified informationized battalion went to war dressed in tattered clothes?"

"We haven't lost face to that extent yet."

"Yes!"

Liu Heli, the political instructor of the Blue Army battalion, stood at attention.

Watching the leader leave in the car, Chen Mo was dumbfounded. Damn it, this time he really messed up.

Before he returned, he specifically instructed the entire battalion to change their clothes to maintain the highest morale and reassure the commander.

After all that work, the only thing forgotten was that the Chief of Staff would be so generous as to issue an order to the logistics department in the name of the Commander-in-Chief of the Kyoto Military District to provide two sets of uniforms to all the soldiers in the Blue Army battalion.

I should have known this would happen.

Why bother changing clothes? Just let the leader leave with a little bit of guilt, that's enough.

This is fine.

If the leader sees what's happening outside, wouldn't that be making it obvious that I'm trying to bluff my way out of this?
Chen Mo's expression changed. He wanted to issue a last-minute notice, but seeing that the chief of staff's car had already left, another lookout car in the camp had already departed.

Notify the troops in advance to prepare for the inspection.

Chen Mo raised his hand and slapped his forehead, secretly cursing himself for being careless.

But what's done is done, and there's nothing he can do to fix it.

Qin Quan'an was sitting in the back of the 211 Jeep when they passed the Blue Army camp again.

The situation is indeed different now.

The Blue Army battalion, consisting of twenty-seven squads, was arranged in a formation stretching over a kilometer in the training area.

The chariots followed behind, like a pack of ferocious beasts crouching on the ground, gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

The soldiers stood at the front, each holding a Type 81 rifle with bayonets fixed tightly in their hands.

Every soldier held their head high, with the flag fluttering at the front of the formation.

Flags, cold glint, blazing sun—a mix of conditions that revealed a unique and distinctive military force.

Compared to the previous troops, this unit's uniforms are not worn at all.

"stand at attention!!"

"salute!!"

An officer shouted.

A line of soldiers stretched for over a thousand meters, all saluting in unison!

"parking!"

Qin Quan'an looked at the queue in the distance, gave the order, and then got out of the car after it came to a complete stop.

All the accompanying officials and guards got out of the car.

Because the teams were positioned too far apart, people in the distance could probably only see a rough outline when looking this way.

Therefore, Qin Quan'an didn't need to speak anymore; at this time, there was no need to express anything through words.

The group returned the gift in unison.

Then they boarded the car and left.

When Chen Mo arrived at the scene in a hurry by car from the camp.

The leader has already gone far away.

Chen Mo stood there for a long time before waving to the sergeant major in the distance, signaling for the troops to assemble.

There were no grand pronouncements, no bloody scenes; the entire Blue Army battalion's tanks remained stationary.

The soldiers gathered together like a flood.

"Report, armored squad one has arrived!"

"Report, Armored Squadron Two has arrived!"

"Report, Armored Squad 3 is in position!"

"Report, the medical team is ready!"

"Report, electronic reconnaissance unit is ready!"

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After several days of coordinated assault training, Chen Mo reorganized and renamed the twenty-seven squads, taking into account the command habits of different commanders.

They also served as commanders of different detachments.

The current Blue Army battalion cannot be called powerful yet, as it has too many problems, but compared to when the companies first arrived at the base, it has undergone a complete transformation.

"Reporting to the battalion commander, the entire battalion has assembled. Of the 1063 men expected, 1050 are present. One man with emphysema is recuperating, and twelve sentries remain on duty. Please give further instructions!"

The battalion duty officer loudly reported the situation of each company.

"Take a break!"

"Yes!"

The duty officer turned around and gave the order to stand at ease.

Chen Mo strode to the front of the column and looked at the thousand soldiers standing tall and proud. Some of the more confident ones puffed out their chests like turkeys, standing half a head taller than the other soldiers.

His expression was one of extreme pride.

"Order!!"

Chen Mo spoke with a menacing tone.

Swish! ! !
The word "command" is much more formal than "explain it."

The ranks instantly shifted from at ease to attention, the sound of military boots hitting their heels deafening like thunder.

Chen Mo took a few steps back, his gaze sweeping across the ranks like a knife.

"Comrades, as the saying goes, it takes ten years to forge a sword, and its sharpness has yet to be tested. Our Blue Army battalion has not spent ten years forging it; we only have a few days."

"But these few days are enough for us to head to the Northwest. Tomorrow is the day we set off."

"This afternoon, there will be no more coordinated intensive training. Each team only needs to look at the previous models, look at them more, think more, and get some rest."

"We'll leave tomorrow."

"Comrades, I am not qualified to represent the Party and the people with my position, but the people and the higher authorities will see our mission and our tasks."

"No matter how fierce the enemy is this time, it doesn't matter. As usual, everyone here is a veteran. It's just a war."

"It's just information technology. Officers lead non-commissioned officers, non-commissioned officers lead veterans, and veterans lead new recruits. Let's charge forward together."

"I will lead this team."

“In the past, you always said that you were the main force. Now, the opportunity to be the main force has come.”

"Comrades, are you ready for battle?"

"Always be prepared! Always be prepared!! Always be prepared!!!"

"Comrades, the time has come for the Party and the people to test us. I don't care what others do in this military exercise, but we are shouldering the heavy responsibility of testing information technology. This process will be very difficult. Facing a large-scale battlefield, we will even have to survive in the cracks."

"Over the next many days, we will encounter all sorts of unexpected events, and the environment may become even more challenging, but the leaders above are waiting for us, and countless senior professors from the academy are eagerly anticipating our arrival."

"Comrades, are you ready?"

"Blue Army battalion, kill!!!"

A series of roars erupted from the ranks.

Chen Mo said these things during the mobilization because all the cadres present knew the importance of the information technology experiment.

This is not just a drill.

It was also an experiment that paved the way for a new system and a new path for field troops.

The mobilization is over.

On the afternoon of August 7, the Blue Army's field training area was enveloped in an atmosphere of impending, all-out war.

Chen Mo said something that really resonated with many soldiers in the company.

He always claims to be a key player, and this time, he's really going to be a key player on the Northwest battlefield.

It wasn't exactly tragic, because nobody knew who their enemy was on the battlefield, or how powerful they were.

It's hardly an easy time, after all, the big battle that's been talked about for so long has finally arrived.

Five p.m.

The logistics department of the military region dispatched two 142 transport vehicles to transport all the new military uniforms needed.

Half past five in the afternoon.

The entire Blue Army battalion put on new uniforms and boots, wrote their wills, and lined up to call home.

Wishing you peace and safety!

Exercises are not 100% safe, especially in this day and age, and every large-scale military exercise has casualty targets.

Moreover, maintaining high-intensity maneuvering continuously for half a month is a challenge for anyone.

Starting after dinner.

Chen Mo went alone to the earthen slope behind the camp, smoking one cigarette after another, constantly analyzing the current combat capabilities of the Blue Army battalion in his mind.

To be honest, he didn't know what script the director's office would give them this time, nor did he know whether the previously mentioned open-book exam still counted.

Everything is unknown.

This put him under immense pressure.

One person stayed there for four or five hours, until all the other teams in the camp had returned to their dormitories to rest.

Chen Mo then strolled back to his dormitory.

Tonight, the stars twinkle and the moonlight shines brightly, illuminating the entire camp as if it were covered with a layer of white gauze.

The scenery was beautiful, but the atmosphere was a bit depressing.

The next day at 8:00 AM, which was August 8th.

Just after breakfast, the soldiers of the entire battalion were packing their belongings in the dormitory.

Woo.
A series of deep air raid sirens echoed throughout the camp.

(End of this chapter)