Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 247 The Unscrupulous Duo, the Hopeful Twins of the Information Technology Camp
The first batch of fresh troops joined the Information Technology Battalion, and their status was quite high.

Before Chen Mo even came downstairs, the reconnaissance company had finished their training, and other officers who had heard the news had already gathered downstairs in the administration building.

Man Xuexi, who was only 25 years old, was indeed among this group of eight people, including computer science students who graduated from the National University of Defense Technology.

Gao Jin, who previously served as the deputy battalion commander of the Blue Army, arranged for a vehicle from the General Staff to bring the person over.

When Chen Mo arrived downstairs.

The downpour had subsided, and a group of people stood around wiping the rain off their faces, staring blankly at the eight students.

It's like the Big Bad Wolf staring at Little Red Riding Hood.

After all, for veterans, the arrival of new recruits is like celebrating the New Year.

The monotonous military life, teasing the new recruits, and putting on airs like a veteran are much more interesting than training.

"Battalion Commander Chen, this is a top student who graduated from the National University of Defense Technology. The commander specially arranged for me to deliver this to you, so you must make good use of him."

Gao Jin smiled and pointed to Man Xuexi, who was carrying a backpack and a handbag. His dark face showed a hint of honesty and simplicity.

They look like the kind of people who are harmless.

"This is Comrade Man Xuexi. He joined the army in 1992 and was admitted to the Command Automation major at the National University of Defense Technology. After graduation, he went to the Academy of Military Sciences to study for a master's degree in International Strategy. He is a true high achiever."

"The only comrade from the Academy of Military Sciences to go down to the grassroots level in the entire army."

"Understand."

Chen Mo waved to Gao Jin, then looked at Man Xuexi with great interest.

If we're talking about who understands the seemingly honest person in front of them best, who can compare to themselves?
This was the local tyrant of Zhurihe in the future, the person the Red Army officers and soldiers most wanted to capture alive. It is said that if anyone dared to propose raising a million yuan to capture him, the Red Army soldiers would be very eager to open their pockets.

The man who claims to be the first to use a "nuclear strike" since World War II—that title is well-deserved.

"Hello, Battalion Commander!!"

Upon hearing Gao Jin's words, Man Xuexi realized that the young officer in front of him was the battalion commander of the demonstration battalion. He immediately stood at attention and gave a standard military salute.

"Hello, welcome to the Information Technology Demonstration Camp. You will start by learning from Chief of Staff Cheng."

Chen Mo returned the greeting, then pointed to Cheng Dong: "The Informationization Battalion is about to establish a staff department, and right now we are in dire need of talent."

"My name is Chen Mo, Chen of Erdong and Mo of 'mutual agreement'. On behalf of the entire battalion, I welcome all new comrades to join us."

Bang bang bang.
The surrounding veterans clapped enthusiastically, creating a rather warm atmosphere.

Chen Mo turned around and looked around. He saw Wang Jianyong hiding behind the reconnaissance company's group and waved to him: "Squad Leader Wang, come here."

"Hello, Battalion Commander!!"

Wang Jianyong stood at attention, baring his teeth.

"Okay, you'll still be with me from now on. You'll take on the duties for now, and I'll find someone to replace you when new comrades come."

“Sure, I can work as long as I want, no problem.” Wang Jianyong patted his chest happily and accepted the task.

Serving as someone else's orderly requires washing clothes, folding blankets, and running errands, but the scholar, due to his age, is exempt from these bureaucratic duties.

At most, I'll do some communications work and run errands, which is much better than staying in the reconnaissance company and training every day.

"Take the new comrades to their dormitories first, see if they need anything, buy some from the convenience store outside, and I'll reimburse you when we get back."

"Go."

"Yes!"

The new barracks had just been built, and there was no logistics support whatsoever. Even the canteen was staffed by people arranged by the military region's logistics department.

Many things need to be built, and newcomers have nowhere to pick up their things.

Of course, this is not to blame the higher-ups for not considering things thoroughly, mainly because the information battalion and the sergeant academy are essentially one entity, and the main construction is done there.

Watching Man Xuexi walk away, Chen Mo looked at Cheng Dong, then at Wang Songhe, who was standing in the distance down the corridor, smoking and watching the commotion.

A bizarre feeling lingered in my mind.

To say that the local strongmen in Zhurihe are powerful, there is a unit led by one person who once defeated the Blue Army Brigade. It is none other than the 182nd Regiment of the 61st Division, known as the Iron Hammer Regiment.

The old man in the old opera is now the commander of the 61st Division.

Sometimes you have to admit that fate is really amazing. Chen Mo muttered a few words and stood there with his hands on his hips for a while.

The question is whether this local tyrant will still be able to become the commander of his mechanized infantry regiment if the trajectory changes.

After thinking for a long time, I still had no clue.

Chen Mo shook his head and looked at Cheng Dong: "Company Commander, after you've settled those trainees in, let them all come to the conference room."

"All these people have been transferred to the General Staff Department. Only with these people can computerized management gradually take shape."

"Row."

Cheng Dong nodded: "Then these student officers can't get anything done. There has to be someone to lead them, and I'm not very professional in this area."

"It's alright, there's still the signal arrow. I think Captain Wang is pretty good; he looks like one of our information technology battalion members."

Chen Mo smiled and didn't say anything more.

He turned back to the conference room to continue writing the plan. The military parade was about to begin, and the higher-ups' attention would soon be diverted to the military exercises and the parade.

The Type 99 main battle tank and the Type 95 rifle must be acquired in the shortest possible time. The rifle should be relatively easy to obtain, since the Hong Kong Garrison has already been equipped with them, and the General Armaments Department will likely keep some experimental stock.

Main battle tanks are a different story.

This thing hasn't even been shown in the military parade yet, so we don't even know if there's any stock left.

But Chen Mo's original intention was to make the military region unable to handle the problem, to throw the difficult problem to the larger military region, and to make the problem a problem for everyone, which would make it easier to solve.

"Talent. Talent"

On his way back to the conference room, Chen Mo kept muttering those two words, as he passed by Wang Songhe.

Even Old Wang was baffled.

Since there was nothing else to do in the camp, he followed Chen Mo into the conference room and waited while the other party was writing the plan.

Every now and then, he would walk around the room with his hands behind his back, craning his neck to look at the contents of the plan.

The intention to steal their skills is extremely obvious!

About half an hour or so.

Cheng Dong led eight people, including Man Xuexi, back to the conference room.

Chen Mo looked up and saw people coming over, then pointed to the seats next to him: "Please sit down."

"Squad Leader Wang, bring over a whiteboard."

"Yes!"

Wang Jianyong quickly ran to the corner and placed the whiteboard and markers for the meeting next to the conference table.

Chen Mo stood up, picked up a pen, and drew his plan for the 9th Company of the 1st Battalion, including the staff organization, on the whiteboard.

"You comrades all just arrived today, and you're all graduates of the National University of Defense Technology with a degree in computer science. You'll be joining the General Staff from now on."

"Captain Cheng serves as the chief staff officer of the General Staff Department. You can think of him as the battalion-level chief of staff. Currently, our battalion is integrated with the newly established Sergeant Academy."

"Equipment and personnel are being replenished. The focus right now is on getting familiar with the work, so there's no rush."

Chen Mo's original plan was that, since someone had joined the General Staff, he would give a brief introduction to the department.

I don't mean to make any further plans.

After listening to his introduction, Man Xue looked around at the people next to him and said with an enthusiastic attitude, "Battalion Commander, can you tell me what specific work we will do after joining the Staff Department?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo was taken aback.

After a while, he put the cap off his pen and said with a smile, "I almost forgot, you're from the Academy of Military Sciences."

Do you understand information technology?

"I know a little about it; the Chinese Academy of Sciences has also conducted specialized research on this type of combat architecture."

"Okay, that makes things easier."

Chen Mo nodded: "To put it simply, the General Staff discussed, summarized, and explored the characteristics of these nine combat companies, such as high coordination, close communication, high information exchange, and high mobility, and then, considering the characteristics of the equipment, came up with a joint infantry-tank-armored-air combat plan."

"Supervise and command the training and operations of the entire battalion."

"Currently, our battalion does not have any organized companies. We only have a reconnaissance company, so we can't conduct training."

"Training can only begin once the sergeant academy has gathered the necessary personnel."

"That's it."

Manxue scratched his head, looking somewhat energized but with nowhere to channel it. The meeting room fell silent.

Chen Mo continued writing the plan.

After waiting for about two or three minutes without anyone saying anything, Man Xuexi spoke up again: "Battalion Commander, how can we guarantee that the people recruited by the sergeant academy are the talents that each company needs?"

“The academy can provide targeted instruction for that,” Chen Mo replied casually.

"Battalion Commander, if I remember correctly, we led an informationized battalion before, and its combat effectiveness was quite good. Why don't we ask their troops for personnel?"

"Getting people isn't that easy."

Chen Mo was exceptionally patient with this local strongman, saying, "The company we had last time was drawn from various units across our entire army."

"There is an armored brigade from Hedong, an anti-aircraft artillery brigade from Xiaocheng, a mechanized infantry brigade, the 188th Strategic Assault Division, and a combined battalion made up of several units."

"It would take at least a week to run around to these places, and even if you do go, they might not give it to you."

"Even if we give them to them, we won't give them to the core personnel. Armored soldiers are the pride of any unit."

"Hehe, that doesn't necessarily mean I won't give it to you." Man Xuexi chuckled, dragged his chair, and sat down in front of Chen Mo in a very familiar manner.

"Battalion Commander, didn't all these units receive a collective second-class merit for participating in the last experiment?"

"Yeah, that's right."

At first, Chen Mo didn't understand what Lao Man meant.

But upon seeing the other person's dark, honest face, a sudden thought flashed through my mind.

He then chuckled and said, "You mean, I went to the honor room of that company specifically to see their collective second-class merit banner?"

"In front of the honor flag, let's talk about the current predicament of our battalion's construction and use moral blackmail to get them to send more key personnel to the sergeant academy?"

"Hehe, is it feasible, Battalion Commander?" Man Xuexi raised his hand and scratched the back of his head.

This terrible idea came to mind.

Chen Mo was alright, since the two of them were on the same wavelength, and when they poured out their bad ideas, they were about the same.

But their conversation.

Cheng Dong and Wang Songhe, who were sitting behind, both felt a chill run down their spines.

They didn't know what Chen Mo meant by "moral blackmail," but as officers who had led troops, they knew all too well how vicious this method was.

Each company received a collective second-class merit award because of its information technology experiment.

Who would dare deny this affection?
If the acting battalion commander who conducted the experiment were to go to the Hall of Honor and plead poverty, any officer who had served in the joint battalion before, if they had any conscience, would probably not be able to withstand such torment.

You should at least show some sincerity, right?
Even if it's hard to part with them, a few key members will have to be distributed by drawing lots.

After all, if you dare not give it, and this gets back to the unit that didn't receive the second-class merit, won't they kick you while you're down and stab you in the back behind your back?

Even if it's a bitter pill to swallow, you have to bear the loss in silence.

There's nothing we can do; your unit's honor was earned under the leadership of that acting battalion commander.

As a soldier, you have to accept this debt!
Cheng Dong suddenly felt like the sky had fallen. Damn it, how did he end up with another guy full of bad intentions?

This idea was something that no one but the scholar could have come up with before; now, there's another one.

Wang Songhe's eyes twitched as he listened, perhaps from his years of military experience, or perhaps from witnessing the power of the scholar's tactical maneuvers.

In short, he now has a gut feeling.

That is the information technology demonstration battalion of the Kyoto Military Region. Once it is established, the demonstration battalion of the Jincheng Military Region at the same time will inevitably feel frustrated, like "Why did Heaven create both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang?"

With these two scoundrels holding the fort, what kind of people should the Jincheng Military Region's model battalion be looking for?

How can we stop this combination?

"Damn it, what a mess," Old Wang cursed under his breath, while at the same time, he also had the idea of ​​poaching people.

The reason we didn't poach the one surnamed Chen before was because he was already highly regarded. Surely we can poach this one surnamed Man?

We can't let the two of them stay together.

At this moment, Chen Mo was immersed in thinking about whether the idea was feasible and didn't pay any attention to what the people around him were thinking.

He thought about it for a while before nodding: "Your suggestion is feasible. I don't mind suffering a little for the sake of a smooth camp construction in the future."

"But the problem is, even if I go to several units, I can't gather many key personnel, at most twenty people, which is a drop in the bucket for building a battalion."

"It's alright, Battalion Commander, I have another way."

Man Xuexi patted his chest and said, "The Academy of Military Sciences has helped the military region build its military network every year. I have a mentor who is in charge of this."

"Let's shoot some promotional videos and put them on the military website. It's best if they're attractive enough."

Chen Mo: "Going to the military website? Isn't that going too far? Besides, do you even have the authority?"

Man Xuexi: "I don't have the authority, but my supervisor does. It should be possible to do it remotely. But should we inform the higher-ups about this?"

Chen Mo: "Reporting is a given, but these kinds of things can't be said outright. I'm currently writing a plan, so when I go to the military region this afternoon to submit it, I'll just say that I want to do some publicity for the Sergeant Academy. I won't say how I'm going to do it. As long as it's approved by the higher-ups, it'll be easy to explain if I get caught later."

Man Xuexi: "Then you can decide, Battalion Commander. There's another problem: when we're doing propaganda on the military website, we need something attractive. Battalion Commander, do you have a good idea?"

Chen Mo: "What better way is there? Didn't we just agree to go to the honor room of another unit? I'll go to the propaganda department of the military region and ask for a few officers who can take photos. Is there anything more tempting than taking photos of a collective second-class merit? The slogan will be: Come to the Sergeant Academy and you will have the opportunity to receive a collective second-class merit."

Man Xuexi: "This works, this is great. Battalion Commander, what we need are backbone personnel. Most of the people who can access the military network are officers. How can we accurately get these officers to deliver propaganda messages to the grassroots soldiers?"

Chen Mo: "Simple. News can't be suppressed. As far as I know, there are slogans for propaganda. Our slogans need to be more eye-catching, such as: Do you want to understand the meaning of a military career? Do you want to truly become a high-end professional soldier?"

“Use these slogans as propaganda images, then click on them, first stun them with a few photos of collective second-class merit awards, then show images of Type 96 tanks attacking, Z-9 attack helicopters soaring, rockets bombarding the ground, reconnaissance radar spinning wildly, and various light and heavy firepower being launched. The military region must have these kinds of videos in its review, I can just borrow some.”

Man Xuexi said, "Battalion Commander, your idea is really brilliant. The propaganda already has pictures of second-class merit awards and videos of weapons firing. We should also include some videos of our own comrades."

Chen Mo: "That's even simpler. Just show off your academic achievements as a top student from the Academy of Military Sciences, put up a photo of your graduation certificate, and you'll definitely look good in photos as Chief of Staff Cheng and a veteran reconnaissance company commander with seven years of experience."

"There's a senior colonel sitting over there, a division-level officer is here to learn, isn't that attractive enough? There's also the logistics minister Liang Hongjie, a graduate of the Kyoto Armored Forces Academy, a professionally trained officer, and so many female soldiers in the medical unit, with a little dressing up, which one wouldn't be photogenic?"

"Don't underestimate our small battalion. We have over sixty officers. When we take a group photo of the officers, we gather all the medals that have earned military merit in the front row, with them all hanging on their chests."

"The slogan is to break all conventions, not be bound by anything, and be a pioneer of the times. If you want to strive, come to the Sergeant Academy. It is a paradise for the strong and a hell for the cowards."

Man Xuexi: "That's good, a slogan is fine too. Battalion Commander, shall I go contact the instructor now?"

“Go ahead, let’s do it this way. Our goal isn’t to promote the demonstration battalion, but to promote the sergeant academy. I don’t think we’re doing anything wrong.”

Chen Mo waved his hand confidently, and the two hit it off immediately.

In the conference room.

Everyone watched as the two of them talked back and forth, doing publicity, taking photos, and applying to the military region.

That's how the decision to poach key personnel was made.

Cheng Dong sat to the side, covering his face, as if he didn't know either of them.

Damn it, after nearly twenty years in the military, to have produced these two idiots, my reputation is completely ruined.

Wang Songhe grinned, not knowing how to even begin to complain.

It's just a small, run-down battalion. It's one thing to have a chief of staff, but they also made a logistics minister.

Even a division-level unit like his didn't dare to put on such a big show, and they even used the military website for propaganda. Damn it, they have no bottom line at all.

Turning my head, I saw Chen Mo still writing the plan, his quiet demeanor as if the discussion had nothing to do with him.

Wang Songhe frowned.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally strode out of the meeting room.

Despite the banter, the jokes, and the complaints, Wang Songhe was already feeling a sense of crisis.

If these two continue to cause trouble like this, the formation speed of this demonstration battalion in the Kyoto Military Region will probably far exceed the estimates of the higher authorities.

He wasn't worried about whether the publicity would be effective.

Rather, when these two people get together, there's a magical feeling that turns difficult things into easy ones.

There can be no further delay.

The Jincheng Military Region must send people over as soon as possible to learn from and observe the entire process of building the camp here, without any negligence.

Otherwise, Wang Songhe even suspected that he himself might not have understood what was going on even after watching it for a while.

The demonstration camp here will be set up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When that time comes, Jincheng will really be dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)