Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 261 A Repeat of the Same Thing: The Bewildered Military Reconnaissance Battalion

This was originally just a small matter, but the alarm at the camp gate was sounded.

That thing is the joint operations duty room of the military region, so it's no small matter.

Chen Mo arranged his study time to contact the military district's disciplinary team, while he himself hurried towards the administration building, intending to first report the situation here to his superiors.

Let's stabilize the situation first.

As long as the problem is confirmed to be a faulty alarm and the cause is currently being investigated, then it shouldn't be a major issue.

But it cannot be delayed, for reasons that cannot be explained in detail.

In short, the alarm sounded and then inexplicably canceled. If the camp doesn't give the higher-ups a reasonable explanation...

It's estimated that within twenty minutes, personnel from the military region will arrive to assess the situation on-site, at which point nothing will be kept secret.

However, when Chen Mo hurriedly arrived in front of the administration building, he hadn't even taken a few steps.

Instructor Fang Peijun happened to be coming downstairs.

"Battalion Commander Chen."

"Ok!"

Chen Mo originally didn't intend to pay much attention to Instructor Fang, but the situation was urgent and he didn't have the time.

After the two greeted each other.

Just as Chen Mo was about to go upstairs, Fang Peijun suddenly reached out and grabbed him: "I called the military region to explain, and they've already done as you just told them, saying it's an alarm malfunction."

"However, I need to go to the military region to report in person now."

"so serious?"

Chen Mo frowned. Activating the air raid siren without prior notification to higher authorities was indeed a serious matter.

But as long as you explain things clearly to the operations duty room within the specified time and keep in touch at all times, you won't have to make a trip to the military region immediately, right?

"The incident itself isn't serious, but the people we beat up this time are a serious matter."

Fang Peijun shook his head slightly and smiled, "I heard about the conflict in the reconnaissance company yesterday, but I didn't pay much attention to it."

"But I made a special inquiry last night and found out that the unit involved in the conflict was not the Jinyang Detachment, but the directly subordinate squadron of the Shanxi Provincial Corps."

"If we send them back, the headquarters probably won't stand idly by. As long as I stay in the military region, I'll insist that it's just a malfunction of the alarm and that our people are only out there to investigate and not involved in any fighting."

"Then we are not afraid of the brigade's people coming to the military region to question us."

"At least with me there keeping things under control, I can't allow them to distort the truth."

Upon hearing Fang Peijun's explanation, Chen Mo paused for a moment before raising his hand to pat the instructor's shoulder and grinning, "Old Fang, I think you're wasting your talents being an instructor. With your abilities, you're more than qualified to be a political commissar."

"hey-hey!"

Fang Peijun smiled, took off his military cap, punched Chen Mo in the chest, turned around, called the clerk, and drove straight to the military region.

Something happened at the camp.

If the battalion commander doesn't stand up for his own troops, then that's a sign of his incompetence.

But if the battalion commander steps in and the political instructor can't smooth things over and clean up the mess, then he's an unqualified political officer.

Chen Mo led his troops out to charge into battle and drive away the troublemakers.

Fang Peijun was responsible for making the act of leading troops into battle reasonable, legal, and compliant—that's what a great partnership is all about!

Watching the instructor's hurried departure.

Chen Mo stopped and smiled.

In my memory, this Fang, the political propaganda officer in my previous life, had a rather gentle personality.

To everyone you meet is to be humble and polite.

They are basically the kind of people who, at first glance, don't belong on the front lines of field operations.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the demonstration camp, even he had changed.

Chen Mo is no old-fashioned person; he's quick-witted and resourceful. In the camp, there's a "F4" group consisting of Fang Peijun, Man Xuexi, Cheng Dong, and Wang Jianbin.

From political work to technology to leading troops, he was practically an all-rounder.

With these four people, what difficulty is there in setting up a camp?
Cheng Dong is currently loitering in the logistics department demanding supplies, while Man Xuexi is trying to fool the military region's disciplinary team, and Fang Peijun is going to the military region to oversee the entire battalion.

Wow, this configuration is amazing!
Chen Mo shook his head, turned and walked down the steps. He looked up and saw Wang Songhe upstairs, leaning on the railing and watching the commotion.

This large Buddha statue has been quite peaceful lately.

Fortunately, Chen Mo wouldn't bother the old man for no reason, so he raised his hand in salute.

He looked around and shouted, "Dayong!!"

"Hey! It's coming, it's coming!"

Wang Jianyong quickly came downstairs.

"Let's go out and see what's going on."

"Hey! That's great!"

Wang Jianyong grinned and ran off to drive. If he weren't currently serving as the battalion commander's orderly, he would have joined the convoy for the ride.

the other side.

The surveying area of ​​the 8th Platoon of the reconnaissance company.

Yao Jinghua and his men were still fighting the other side, but in order to avoid being surrounded, the two sides chased each other and had already deviated from the parking spot by more than 200 meters.

The reconnaissance company members were indeed fierce fighters, but unfortunately, there were just too many armed police officers.

They were relentlessly attacked, and the eight of them had already taken several blows. This kind of attack was extremely exhausting, and some of them were already feeling weak in the legs.

But Lao Yao wasn't intimidated at all.

He grinned, wiped the dust from the corner of his mouth, and cursed through gritted teeth, "Damn it, if you have the guts, kill me today. If you can't kill me, I'll kill you all later."

"Still being stubborn? You're pretty impressive!"

"Guys, fuck him!"

A first-class sergeant from the third squad scoffed and continued to lead his men in smashing the men with a stick.

Old Yao was absolutely confident that he could take down the person mocking him in three seconds, but reason told him that he couldn't do that.

Because the enemy has too many people, if I rush in and take down one of them, I will also be taken down by the enemy due to their numerical advantage.

At that point, the whole class will be thrown into disarray, and they'll be pinned to the ground even faster.

That's one good thing about Lao Lu's people; they know how to cooperate.

While a group of people were at a stalemate.

The sentry who had just activated the siren arrived. He was pressing the horn down hard, and the beeping sound was particularly noisy in the wilderness.

He saw a group of people fighting from afar. Although he didn't understand why there weren't sixty or seventy people, now was not the time to think about such things.

Wang Jianbin drove his Jeep 212, which he had taken from the military region, honking the horn, and drove straight into the crowd.

"What the hell?!"

"Are you fucking crazy?"

"Damn it, are you blind?!"

The soldiers of the third squad, who were surrounding the eighth platoon of the reconnaissance company, were watching the jeep heading straight for them. Who wouldn't panic?
They scattered and hid, cursing loudly.

The sentry forced a path through the crowd before snapping the handbrake shut, turning off the engine, and putting the key in his pocket.

With a "bang," he kicked open the car door and jumped out.

This guy is a fresh and energetic soldier. He got off the bus and glanced at the people in Class 8.

Clutching a water bottle, he slapped the head of the three soldiers closest to the vehicle with a "bang," then kicked them more than a meter away.

"What the hell are you blind for? Why are you yelling and shouting? You bunch of bastards are the ones looking for trouble!"

The person who was kicked was stunned.

He was already short of energy and couldn't dodge in time. What's more, he didn't expect that these guys who didn't wear armbands were all from the same lineage and were so unreasonable, kicking him right away.
"Fuck me!"

Once everyone realized what was happening, they rushed forward again and started fighting fiercely.

But the situation began to change.

Old Yao was surrounded earlier, but they didn't dodge the cars. Plus, after resting for a while, fresh reinforcements joined in.

Instead, they became even more ferocious as they fought.

They charged forward yelling and started smashing.

In the distance, Liu Zhiyang, the captain of the third squad, realized that something was wrong.

He brought his men out today just to vent his anger and beat up those old Lu scouts from yesterday, so he could give the other teams an explanation when he got back.

Don't insult people so easily. No soldier can stand this kind of ridicule.

He didn't take action because of his sense of dignity as a cadre. In this respect, Liu Zhiyang was not as good as Cheng Dong. If Company Commander Cheng were there, he would have already grabbed a shovel and rushed up.

Liu Zhiyang recognized that the vehicle driven by the soldiers who came to provide support later was the same one driven by the bespectacled major earlier.

Are they in cahoots?

Captain Liu felt uneasy. With his own group of over twenty people, they still couldn't take down eight or nine of the enemy's men.

He felt he couldn't delay any longer.

He grabbed a stool leg from the car, clutched it in his hand, and ran towards the fighting crowd.

But they had only run halfway.

In the distance, the deafening sound of horns blared in unison, echoing endlessly.

The squadron under the Shanxi Armed Police Corps doesn't usually perform many duties. They only recently came out and only knew that a non-commissioned officer academy had been built here, but they had no idea about the structure of the academy.

If they knew there were hundreds of Lu's sergeants in the academy, they wouldn't dare to come looking for trouble.

What does it mean to have hundreds of non-commissioned officers?
That's almost the percentage of veterans in a mobile division. Who the hell would mess with them?

Realizing something was wrong, Liu Zhiyang's expression changed, and he roared, "Stop fighting! All of you, stop fighting! Go back!!"

"Go back to hell, we're all going to die here today!!"

Yao Jinghua also heard the car horns in the distance, and a fierce look appeared on his face.

He said that definitely to scare the other party.

The force used was no less than what was applied.

They relentlessly clung to the three teams, as if their lives depended on it.

Rumble.
Four troop carriers came into view, moving side by side, raising plumes of dust that blotted out the sky on the distant horizon.

"broken!"

Liu Zhiyang's expression changed. Old Lu's men came to provide support, and judging from their appearance, four troop carriers could carry more people than their motorcycles.

Four vehicles, and at least sixty or seventy people.

"run!"

"Split up and run!"

Liu Zhiyang threw the stick away. He didn't dare go back to drive. With so many people around, if he ran into some hothead, his status as an official wouldn't help.

They'll probably be badly injured, if not killed.

Without a doubt, Captain Liu's order was correct.

These four vehicles were ordered by the battalion commander to shoot down anyone who came. *Whoosh whoosh whoosh*
The vehicle slowed down, and one after another, veterans from the sergeant academy jumped off.

The dense crowd began to accelerate and rush towards the fighting group.

in the crowd.

An old soldier took off his camouflage uniform and put it on backwards.

The crowd behind them followed suit.

Wearing camouflage clothing inside out has a self-evident meaning.

This is really going to be deadly!

"run!"

"Damn it, what the hell are you standing there for? Run!"

Liu Zhiyang was no longer as arrogant as before. He took off running and ran away, while reminding the soldiers of the third team.

A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. If we get surrounded, we might really be stuck here.

The third team was quite quick-witted; they immediately dropped their sticks and ran in the direction their captain had pointed.

Yao Jinghua and his companions swallowed hard, not daring to stop the armed police. At most, they would chase after them and kick them a few times to vent their anger.

Because they dared not stop them.

The group behind them, although also from the academy, were not soldiers from the reconnaissance company. If they started fighting without restraint, it could really lead to a major incident.

Dozens of people chased after them in a large procession.

"You son of a bitch, stop right there!"

"Damn it, if you've got the guts, don't run away."

"Fuck you, stop right there!!!"

Dozens of people chased after them frantically, while three teams ran for their lives.

Who the hell would stop at this point? Stop my ass! I don't even run five kilometers fast normally.

Now, everyone is giving it their all; even Usain Bolt would be ashamed if he came.

After all, if you're slow, you might actually get hammered to death!

The soldiers of the third team ran frantically, on the verge of tears, wondering what kind of people these were.

That's incredibly irritable.

Yao Jinghua and his group made way for the main force, allowing so many people to pursue them.

Firstly, there are too many people, so we don't need them.

Secondly, after playing for so long, I was indeed tired.

"Damn, does a fight really require so many people?" A soldier from the Eighth Platoon stared in disbelief. "Won't this cause trouble?"

"fine!"

Yao Jinghua plopped down on the ground and said confidently, "With a scholar as the battalion commander, he can handle any situation, no matter how big. Judging from this scene, I reckon only a scholar would dare to do something like this."

Upon hearing this, the students in Class 8 all nodded in agreement, agreeing that it made sense.

In the past, when their reconnaissance company clashed with the military affairs department, Cheng Dong would only dare to take a dozen or so people out to cause trouble. Xiucai, on the other hand, was quite fierce. He fought against more than twenty people and managed to call out seventy or eighty more.

But how could they know.

The reason Chen Mo sent four vehicles of people over first was because he had received intelligence that there were seventy or eighty armed police officers.

Although I was somewhat skeptical at the time, I couldn't let my own prestige be diminished, could I?
Just as the group sat down to rest, thinking that the problem shouldn't be too serious...

Behind them, nearly twenty more troop transport vehicles drove up in a long procession.

It was dark and oppressive, like a dark cloud pressing down.

"I rely on!!"

"Playing this high?!?"

Yao Jinghua was completely stunned!

Nearly twenty troop carriers—that's almost the entire battalion mobilized.

More than four hundred people.

"No, who got beaten up, me or the scholar?"

Old Yao frowned and turned to look at the last sentry to arrive.

"I don't know. Don't look at me. I was in a hurry just now and I took a picture of the alarm at the post. I guess the whole battalion has come."

The sentry shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"you!"

Upon hearing the alarm sound at the duty post, Yao Jinghua felt a chill run down his spine and stood up to stop the convoy behind him.

Damn it, the other side only sent more than twenty people, not twenty wild rabbits.

At this rate of pursuit, they'd probably drive someone crazy.

Even a wild rabbit can't withstand being chased by hundreds of people.

However, when Lao Yao got up to stop them, he realized that the convoy behind them was not chasing straight ahead, but had started to disperse after spotting the crowd in the distance.

Vehicles were pursuing from both flanks and rear, a scout's instinct.

Yao Jinghua felt that the group that came later didn't seem to be there to fight.

It wasn't really about fighting.

As the old saying goes, when people do bad things, their IQ increases exponentially.

now.

Xu Zhanqi, the company commander of the armored infantry company, and Qin Xiaojun, the company commander of the tank company, both performed particularly poorly when the entire battalion was mobilized and equipped.

Now, he directs the convoy in pursuit, yet his logic is remarkably clear.

Holding three walkie-talkies in both hands, he could coordinate the convoy perfectly and also arrange for people to catch the dozens of people who had just chased after them.

They stopped them all, persuaded them to get into the car, and chased after them together in the car.

"Car on the left, speed up a bit. Can't you see those guys are running slowly? Give them a boost."

"Second car on the right, keep up. Don't go too fast. We're still ten kilometers away from the military reconnaissance battalion. Keep track of their stamina. Don't overtake them and get them exhausted, or it won't be fun."

"Those behind, let a few comrades go over and chase for a while on foot. After chasing for two kilometers, switch to another group. Don't let these guys relax."

Excited voices kept coming from the walkie-talkie.

In the vast open field, the convoy stretched out as much as possible, driving around the terrain to convey a sense of eagerness to catch up.

However, they blocked the left and right flanks, drove the crowd, and headed straight for the military reconnaissance battalion's location.

"Captain, something's not right. It seems like they're playing us?"

After running for several kilometers, one of the soldiers in the third team finally realized that something was wrong.

"Damn it, I'm not blind."

Liu Zhiyang responded angrily, then spat to relieve the excruciating pain in his chest.

"Would you rather run away or stay and get beaten up?"

Now, no one said a word.

Even if they know that the group behind them isn't intentionally chasing them, so what?

Do they dare to stop?
Maintaining the status quo at least avoids being attacked; if things really stop, who knows how badly these people will ravage us.

"You beast! This guy isn't a soldier, he's a complete bandit!!"

A soldier from the third squad cursed angrily, feeling extremely wronged.

They never considered that the initial conflict wasn't started by the reconnaissance company.

Why did Chen Mo arrange something so vicious?
They would rather let these people lose face completely, going through all the trouble of chasing them for more than ten kilometers, to the vicinity of the military reconnaissance battalion's camp, and even trying to notify the military police to come over.
The reason for this is that the entire battalion should indeed have such activities to strengthen team cohesion.

The remaining reason is that Chen Mo knows very well what the other people in the reconnaissance company are like, and he can't guarantee it.

But his squad leader, Lao Pao, and Liu Hai and Wang Yan from the first squad were definitely not the type to cause trouble.

He was forced to take up a weapon belt and chase after ten men, hitting and whipping them, until they reached the vicinity of the military reconnaissance camp.

This shows how angry they were at the time.

The veterans, including many old soldiers in the company, are not good at defending themselves.

But when Chen Mo was in the reconnaissance company, these veteran soldiers in the first squad took good care of him, even though it was only because of his old reputation.

Taking care of someone is taking care of someone; there's nothing more to say.

What's more, there's also his own squad leader, who's standing up for his former squad leader from his recruit days.

No mistakes!
Chen Mo sat in the car and followed the convoy for a full hour.

As the military reconnaissance battalion's location came into view.

Moreover, since quite a few vehicles from the disciplinary team had already arrived, Chen Mo waved his hand and notified Wang Jianyong to return.

Chen Mo is gone.

But the military reconnaissance battalion was gathered in a dark mass at the camp gate, looking at the scene in the distance with speechless expressions.

They witnessed the military police taking away several armed police officers just yesterday.

Today, seeing so many military police officers coming over again, the military reconnaissance battalion initially thought these old men were looking for trouble.

As a result, I just left the camp to see what was going on.

Then they saw dozens of armed police officers being chased to the gate of their own barracks by more than twenty vehicles and hundreds of people.

Seeing this situation...

The soldiers in the military reconnaissance battalion were all dumbfounded, staring up at the convoy that had stopped in the distance.

I wondered to myself, how big of a conflict must there be between these two departments?
Why go to such lengths, arranging fights at the gate of their own military base every day?

Stop talking about them.

Even the police were bewildered by the scene.

We don't know which bastard made the phone call from the Academy of Sciences, saying that he encountered dozens of people fighting while passing by.

The police were ordered to come and check the situation immediately.

Those were people from the Academy of Sciences, so the military district's disciplinary team leader didn't dare delay at all after receiving the news.

Rushed over in a hurry.

But what I saw was a very familiar scene.

Damn it, didn't we just send a few comrades from the brigade's direct command back yesterday?

What's wrong with you? You've gotten addicted to the softness of the car seats?

One more time today?
The scene was extremely quiet. Two or three hundred meters away, the people from the demonstration camp got off their vehicles and stared at the three teams in the distance.

They've already caught up to the finish line, and they're still trying to intimidate us.

The people in the third team were speechless.

This revenge is utterly shameful; he'll be sent back by the military police again today.

Those three teams were truly making a fool of themselves, like pulling a millstone naked, going around in circles.
(End of this chapter)