Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 256 The Scholar Takes Office and His First Actions
The queue was disbanded, and the first group of people began their journey to the academy.

Chen Mo stood on the training field, hands on his hips, watching. He had been thinking about the camp's atmosphere all night and had barely slept.

Anyway, that day was just about two companies selecting people, conducting physical examinations, and carrying out mobilization and propaganda.

It wasn't anything serious, and he didn't plan to go there so soon. He wanted to at least get a good night's sleep and recharge before making any moves.

"Battalion Commander, shall we set off now?"

Watching familiar faces leave one after another, setting off to build camp with high spirits and great ambition, Wang Jianyong couldn't help but run over to ask him something.

"No rush, let's go later. By the way, fax the list that Lao Man has drafted to the military region's staff department."

"Then today, no matter who calls, just say you've gone to the college. Even if someone from the college calls, say you're on your way. Remember, say that no matter who calls."

Chen Mo waved his hand, gave a few earnest instructions, and then rubbed the bridge of his nose as he walked towards the dormitory.

Old Wang was left standing there, somewhat bewildered.

He knew about the list of candidates that Manxue had drafted. He was asking for fifty people, and they were being drawn from the 27th and 38th Armies. What if the list was faxed over and the military region called to verify it?
Furthermore, even if the military region doesn't verify it, today is the first day of the camp's establishment, and so many people from the camp went to the academy, but the battalion commander, who was in charge, was not there.

That just doesn't make sense, does it?

But doubts remain.

Seeing that the battalion commander had already walked far away, Wang Jianyong had no choice. He couldn't very well force him to stay, so he simply scratched his head and ran to the battalion commander's office to prepare for his duty.

Actually, it wasn't that Chen Mo was unwilling to go to the academy, but rather that the question Lao Pao raised last night was still lingering in his mind, and he didn't have a perfect solution.

When I led the Blue Army battalion before, I made it clear that the cooperation would be short-term, lasting at most a month before everyone could go their separate ways, and any conflicts could be forcibly suppressed.

Now that it's my turn to lead my own battalion, I'm afraid many things can no longer be kept secret and must be brought to the forefront for open discussion.

In view of these issues.

After thinking it over all night, Chen Mo still felt that establishing a camp should not only have benefits, but also extremely strict punishment regulations.

As the person in charge of the overall situation, whether in front of the officer corps or the various companies, if I want to straighten out the unit in the future, I must show an almost ruthless rationality.

Only by handling all problems encountered during the establishment of the camp decisively can the smooth establishment of the new camp be guaranteed.

To put it bluntly.

That is, Chen Mo was not in a hurry to go to the camp on the first day. Deep down, he hoped that something would happen at the Sergeant Academy.

Whether it's causing trouble or disobeying the rules, it doesn't matter.

He dealt with the matter swiftly and decisively, establishing the battalion commander's image before considering anything else.

While the method of "showing force" may be a bit vulgar, it can often solve many problems.

Think of this.

As Chen Mo walked into the dormitory building, he turned his head to look at the convoy leaving the camp one after another and sighed softly.

"Hopefully, a few troublemakers will emerge today, otherwise it will be really difficult to deal with this disciplinary issue directly."

When I lead troops in the future, I need to learn from Cheng Dong's personality, or at the very least, learn from Liu Hongyun's demeanor in front of the entire battalion.

Otherwise, they really wouldn't be able to control those energetic veterans.

Chen Mo had a good rest. He went back to his dormitory, opened the windows for ventilation, and since there were only a few people left in the camp, he slept from morning until after 3 p.m.

He woke up, stretched, and looked around the quiet camp. He grabbed the hat from the bedside, put it on his head, and got up to leave the dormitory.

When Chen Mo arrived at the battalion commander's office in the administration building, he almost fainted from the stench as soon as he pushed open the door.

The room was filled with smoke. Wang Jianyong sat at his desk, half-lying on the desk and half-drowsy, looking like he was taking a nap.

"Damn it, why didn't you choke to death? You didn't even open the window!"

Chen Mo raised his hand and fanned himself a few times. He strode to the window and pushed it open. Wang Jianyong must have heard the noise too, because he jumped up from his desk with a "whoosh".

Upon recognizing the person, he immediately put on a bitter face and began to complain: "Battalion Commander, you're finally awake."

"If you don't come over soon, I'll really have to disobey orders and go get you."

"What's wrong? Is there a problem at the academy?" Upon hearing this, Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat. He had been dreaming about establishing his authority in his new workplace.

"They've come out, quite a lot."

Wang Jianyong picked up the information he had recorded and reported: "The list provided by Man Xuexi has been faxed to the military region. The assistant comrade from the staff department called six times, saying that you should answer the phone and give a detailed report."

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When Chen Mo heard this number, even he was taken aback.

It's important to understand that the assistant's actions are always guided by the superior's instructions, so it's no wonder that so many phone calls couldn't get in touch with the person.

The chief of staff must be furious.

This is the demonstration battalion, and the higher-ups knew his intentions; otherwise, a main force battalion commander who couldn't reach anyone by phone would probably be dismissed on the spot.

"Is there anything else?" Chen Mo chuckled dryly and touched his nose, wondering if he should go to the military region soon and let the commander vent his anger.

"Have!"

"When the reconnaissance company went out in the morning to survey and draw maps near Taishan to provide suitable training grounds, they somehow ran into the armed police from the Hedong Detachment."

"Any thing else?"

"Have."

Wang Jianyong nodded: "The Type 95 rifles have been shipped from the General Assembly. There are 362 in total, and that's all we can provide for now."

"As for ammunition, it needs to be distributed along with the annual training ammunition. Our military region does not have any stock of these small-caliber bullets."

"Regarding the annual training supplies, Chief of Staff Cheng said that the logistics department was too strict because we applied too late. He is planning to take his bedding and sleep at the logistics department's post recently."

"Ok!"

Chen Mo responded, saying that he didn't have a better solution for the logistical issues.

The last time I went to apply for fuel, I boasted that I could get 3000 tons and wasn't kicked out of the office. That was because the Northwest Military Exercise was imminent, and the General Military Region had issued an order, so the Logistics Department didn't dare to be too strict.

If the barracks were built now, let alone 3000 tons, even 300 tons would probably get Minister Sun kicked out of his office.

If they don't want to delay training, they have no choice but to resort to this shameless approach and ask for it little by little.

"Also, Battalion Commander, according to the information sent back by the medical team, all 416 students in the academy have completed their physical examinations, with a 100% pass rate, and there are no problems with their training."

"The first batch of veterans selected are in excellent physical condition; there were definitely no slackers among them."

"Of the 416 people, 175 came from the 61st Division and have now been assigned to armored infantry and tank companies."

"Also, along with the Type 95 rifles, there was a ZSL92 infantry fighting vehicle. However, this vehicle is not tracked; it is wheeled like a truck. I don't know how durable it is."

"Type 92."

Chen Mo didn't care about infantry fighting vehicles.

He didn't pay much attention when filling out the plan because, for the information battalion, the Type 63 and Type 92 were essentially the same. In fact, he preferred the former in terms of manned capacity.

For battlefield mobility, the Type 63 can seat eleven people. If the equipment carried is not much, it is not impossible to squeeze in one or two more people, making it very suitable for long-distance maneuvers.

The Type 92 is not good enough; it can only carry nine people. No matter how fast a wheeled infantry fighting vehicle is, it won't work if the troops behind can't keep up.

Information technology emphasizes collaborative operations, but it doesn't require filling in gaps or dragging people around on a large scale.

Is there anything else?

"That's all." Wang Jianyong shrugged. He already felt overwhelmed by these things; what else could there be?

"Okay, go ahead, pack your bags, get the car ready, we're going to the academy too."

Chen Mo waved and strode out of the office.

He didn't need Wang Jianyong's help with his things, mainly because the trouble he had imagined that morning hadn't materialized.

This gave Chen Mo the feeling of clenching his fist with great enthusiasm, only to find that he had punched cotton.

Leading a camp is not that easy.

Just look at the things Wang Jianyong just reported, which one of them didn't require his handling?
Whether it's a matter of prevailing social atmosphere or a matter of adapting to the role of battalion commander.

In terms of transformation, it is a considerable challenge for Chen Mo, no matter how you look at it.

Wang Jianyong was also busy.

He spent all his time hanging out with the scholar, and having spent so many years in the army, he could more or less guess some of Chen Mo's thoughts.

On the howitzer battalion side, most of the personnel are their own people. Even those key personnel who were brought over from other units are all former members of the Blue Army battalion.

While we wouldn't say we knew him inside and out, we were at least familiar with the scholar.

If he went to the Sergeant Academy, Chen Mo's identity would not only be that of an academic staff member, but also that of the battalion commander of the demonstration battalion.

Having to face and lead two newly formed companies, he had to take on all sorts of miscellaneous tasks, so the pressure was naturally considerable.

Before departure.

Wang Jianyong specifically called the college to discuss his arrival time in advance, so that the cadres there could make preparations to welcome him.

Regardless of whether the formality is important or not, at least it has to be done to show the new recruits in the two companies, right?

Wang Jianyong's idea basically represented the thoughts of the entire battalion.

The entire demonstration camp is quite united.

After arriving at the Sergeant Academy, Political Instructor Fang Peijun selected a relatively mediocre officer from among the lieutenants who graduated from the Staff College to serve as the battalion's clerk.

On the clerk's side, upon receiving news that the battalion commander would arrive around 5:30 PM, the message was immediately relayed to the staff headquarters.

Led by Cheng Dong, at 5:10, more than half of the officers in the entire battalion gathered at the entrance of the Sergeant Academy.

There was no line, but everyone acted as if they were welcoming a leader, waiting quietly.

The military academy has been expanded, and its area is more than twice the original size.

The motto of the Army Academy was also taken down from the top floor, and all the slogans were replaced with "Build an informationized force to win informationized wars" and "Technology leads, wisdom guides, win future wars," etc.

From top to bottom, it exudes a sense of a new camp with a fresh atmosphere.

With progress made in information technology experiments, the Army Academy no longer interfered in the construction. The overall style of the Sergeant Academy has changed from being quiet and mainly green before the expansion to now being completely in line with the field atmosphere.

All internal training equipment has been put in place, the training ground has been expanded, and even the original gatekeeper has been moved to the front of the teaching and administration building.

Looking from afar.

The national flag and military flag fluttered in the wind, and the resounding slogans echoed from inside the courtyard, stirring the blood of the people who heard them.

On the training ground.

Groups of veterans undergoing intensive training would occasionally glance towards the academy gate.

Recently, the academy has conducted expedited training for courses such as radar, drones, and armored vehicle maintenance.

In addition to the necessary academic classes, the instructors repeatedly emphasized the need to establish an information technology camp.

Cultural classes were only conducted as supplementary activities during the camp's establishment.

The earliest batch of soldiers who came to the academy have been here for almost half a month, but they still haven't seen any trace of the camp being built.

Finally, there's some progress today. New rifles and infantry fighting vehicles are arriving one after another, and all the veteran soldiers have been uniformly incorporated into armored infantry companies and tank companies.

As a result, they only had a physical examination and weren't even allowed to touch the new guns. They were all sent to the training ground for a physical fitness assessment.

And they would touch it for hours at a time.

Just when all the soldiers were feeling uneasy, they saw that the so-called information technology battalion officers had gathered at the academy gate, their expressions serious as if they were welcoming some important figure.

Many of the soldiers who were undergoing intensive training looked puzzled.

"What do you mean? Is some important person coming today?"

A sergeant, who was jogging, grinned and asked dismissively.

"Who knows? They said the information battalion was really important, so they brought all of us here for intensive training, gave us new guns and new armored vehicles, but what's the use? We've been here for a week and haven't even touched anything."

"Damn it, be content. They keep talking about building a battalion, but building a battalion isn't that easy. I haven't seen a single colonel-level officer come here yet. I really don't know what the point of building this sergeant academy is."

in queue.

Many veterans are complaining that, for them, things like informatization and battalion building are not important.

The important question is, what exactly are they trying to achieve by having so many of them leave their original workplaces?

Just when everyone was questioning the so-called information technology construction and operation issues.

Chen Mo drove straight into the college, completely ignoring the crowd waiting at the entrance.

Arrive at the parking lot and wait for the vehicle to come to a complete stop.

Chen Mo got out of the car from the back seat, his sharp gaze sweeping over the training team in the distance.

He waved to the group of cadres who had chased after him from the academy gate and said with an imposing air, "Notify all personnel in the entire battalion to assemble for a meeting immediately."

"One minute."

After speaking, Chen Mo put his hands behind his back, looked up at the training team in the distance, and remained silent with a sullen face.

He has already decided.

Now that a battalion has been established, the previous style must be changed. No matter what, the battalion commander must uphold his position.

Only in this way can one be qualified to talk about other things.

(End of this chapter)