Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 262 The scholar has gotten into trouble again?
The atmosphere at the scene was extremely awkward.

The three teams were being chased so hard their legs were trembling and their chests felt like they were about to explode. They had been chased by cars and by a group of fierce-looking veterans in shifts.

This is absolutely infuriating!!
They had no time to think, nor did they realize that they were going in the wrong direction; they just ran as fast as they could.

After all, these people weren't involved in yesterday's events and don't know the way.

Now, looking at the military reconnaissance battalion's location and then at the military district's disciplinary team standing ready in front of them.

A familiar yet dizzying sensation lingered in everyone's minds.

"Damn it, how did I get here?"

Liu Zhiyang looked up and stared blankly into the distance. He recognized the military district's disciplinary team leader; they had met just yesterday when the leader was escorting his men back home.

Unexpectedly, we met again today.

Captain Liu moved his lips slightly.

He then looked back at the people who had been chasing him earlier; they were still gathered there, looking up at the spectacle, while more and more soldiers from the military reconnaissance battalion were also gathering in front of him.

I have no idea where I left my car and motorcycle, which I drove here myself.

"Captain Fan!"

As Liu Zhiyang watched the disciplinary team leader approach, he awkwardly straightened up, trying his best to make himself look less disheveled.

"What's going on, Captain Liu? Is the unit organizing a joint training exercise?" Fan Maocai, the head of the disciplinary team, handed over a bottle of mineral water with a half-smile and gestured towards the people in the demonstration battalion behind him.

Honestly, as a unit directly under the military region, and given its special nature, many of the personnel in the demonstration battalion were transferred from various units. Without a unit number, it wouldn't be considered a proper unit.

The affiliations and affiliations of the people inside are extremely diverse.

The three people likely come from three different organizations.

Even the military district's disciplinary team doesn't go there to perform their duties. I don't know what those stubborn armed police officers are thinking, why they're picking on these people.

This is just a mouse licking a cat's butt, looking for trouble.

"Training my ass! Have you ever seen a training exercise with hundreds of people but only a few dozen?"

Liu Zhiyang flicked his tongue, thinking to himself, but didn't dare to speak.

You have to understand, they are the military region's disciplinary squad, and in the end, they are part of the same group as the people behind them, not the same unit as their Shanxi Provincial General Team.

It would be unwise to offend these people again.

He could only laugh it off and say, "What training exercise? It's just... you know, a joint training exercise."

Liu Zhiyang unscrewed the bottle of mineral water, took a few sips, and chuckled dryly, "Captain Fan, I need to trouble you with something."

"No problem, Captain Liu, just tell me what's on your mind," Fan Maocai assured him, patting his chest.

"It's nothing serious. Our car was left stranded on the road. Could you guys please give us a ride back to get it?"

"Don't worry about me, I'll take care of it."

Fan Maocai waved his hand and agreed with great enthusiasm. Then he turned around and shouted, "Xiao Liu, get a few people to drive and do as Captain Liu says."

"Yes!"

The disciplinary officer, referred to as "Little Liu," stood at attention and responded.

The negotiations between the two sides went well.

But when Fan Maocai, with his hands on his belt, swayed as he walked to Xiao Liu's side, he lowered his voice and said, "Send these people back to the Armed Police Headquarters."

"No matter what they say on the way, just take them. Remember to take the main roads and call their headquarters duty room in advance to arrange someone to pick them up at the gate."

"Yes, but Captain, isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to do this?"

Xiao Liu was a little confused.

"What's wrong with it?" Fan Maocai glared at him. "Are they your fathers? Do you think they'll just do whatever you tell them to do? Damn it, we didn't rush out here to be drivers."

"I was tricked out of here, and I'm still furious with nowhere to vent my anger."

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Liu dared not argue any further.

He immediately told the team to start the vehicle and go over to help the people from the third team, preparing to send them back.

Anyway, I delivered it once yesterday, so I know the way this time.

This scene.

When the people from the demonstration camp saw it, no one doubted that the military police would help the armed police.

Because yesterday, it was the picket team's own bad idea to deliberately send people back to embarrass them, so how could they possibly be so kind today?

No matter what, the demonstration battalion is essentially part of the same organization as the military police. Because of this relationship, it's impossible for the other side to side with the armed police.

Watching the people being taken away by the police, some of the people in the demonstration camp wiped their mouths, still feeling a bit unsatisfied, and boarded the bus, looking back every few steps, ready to go back.

The military reconnaissance battalion members stared at each other, completely bewildered.

Yesterday's situation was exactly the same as today's: a group of people chased after a few armed police officers, and were taken away by the military police at their own doorsteps.

"Wow, these people are really into it! Are they coming back tomorrow?"

"Who knows? I'll try to get a good spot tomorrow and see if the Armed Police detachment and that Sergeant Academy have any history. It's like a police drama is playing out here every day."

"I'm not surprised by what kind of show it is, but I'm wondering how the disciplinary team is always so punctual?"

"Yes, it was like someone notified us."

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the soldiers from the military reconnaissance battalion, seeing that there was no excitement to join, also returned to their camp, grumbling amongst themselves.

the other side.

Chen Mo returned ahead of schedule and had already arrived at the surveying area of ​​Class 8.

When he arrived, Manxue, Wang Jianbin, Yao Jinghua, and a few others were riding Changjiang 750 motorcycles, wandering around the neighborhood.

This sidecar motorcycle is quite convenient for carrying both passengers and cargo.

I saw the battalion commander return.

The group immediately braked the car. Wang Jianbin had originally wanted to question the scholar, but now that this had happened, he was too embarrassed to speak and just nodded without saying a word.

On the contrary, Yao Jinghua acted as if nothing had happened, kicked the motorcycle with his foot, and laughed, "Battalion Commander, this thing is pretty cool."

"Shall we ride back to camp?"

Chen Mo glanced at the armed police vehicles around him and nodded: "You can ride it back, but don't leave it at the academy. Find a few more people to take it to our howitzer barracks on the east side of the river."

"Find a few more people who know how to spray paint, repaint these cars, and hide them for now."

"Really, really riding?"

Hearing Chen Mo's response, Yao Jinghua was stunned.

This thing doesn't belong to the army; it's equipment for the People's Armed Police. If they actually take it away, wouldn't they go crazy?

"It's alright, the brigade doesn't need these motorcycles." Chen Mo waved his hand: "They've come to cause trouble time and time again, so we have to collect some interest."

"Anyway, the military region definitely can't hide what happened today. The political instructor has already gone over to mediate. Let's see how it's resolved in the end."

"If you can avoid paying it back, then don't. It's not like it's a war chariot."

It sounds like this will cause a scene at the military region.

Yao Jinghua's expression was somewhat unnatural; he felt it was due to the conflict between the reconnaissance company and the other side.

Chen Mo didn't care. He raised his hand and patted Lao Yao on the shoulder. Anyway, he always got scolded every time he went to the military region, so he was used to it.

This time, it's just another round of cursing.

But you can't just scold someone for nothing. If scolding someone always resulted in receiving so many motorcycles, Chen Mo could get up early every day and squat at the entrance of the military district.

For the sake of the camp's development, we can't afford to look shabby!
"Welcome, Lao Wang. It's been so long, I've really missed you."

After comforting Yao Jinghua.

Chen Mo grinned, spread his arms, and strode toward Wang Jianbin. If this guy didn't come, the progress of information technology equipment would remain stagnant.

Although there are quite a few top students in the camp who graduated from the National University of Defense Technology, they lack practical skills.

Chen Mo himself only had theoretical knowledge and didn't understand practical operation. Therefore, Wang Jianbin's arrival was what truly transformed the demonstration camp.

"Damn it, scholar, I really feel like knowing you is the worst luck I've ever had in my life."

Wang Jianbin pushed up his glasses, angrily slapped away Chen Mo's outstretched hands, and said, "Why did you, you son of a bitch, lure me here?"

"I'm the leader of the electronic warfare team in Xiangjian, and my treatment and benefits are far superior to your demonstration battalion! I didn't even sign up for the promotional video you made!"

"Ugh," Chen Mo listened to the complaints, but didn't seem to care. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and forced one into Lao Wang's mouth.

"We're brothers, what are we talking about? Do you think I wouldn't remember you if you didn't sign up?"

"Besides, it's just being a squad leader in electronic warfare. I've decided that from now on, the battalion will add an electronic warfare company, and you will be its company commander."

"Work hard, and by the end of the year we'll have everything we need."

"Fuck!"

Wang Jianbin, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, stared at Chen Mo speechlessly.

Listen to this guy, is he even speaking human language?

You still haven't forgotten yourself? Do I need you to remember me?
They even added an electronic warfare company to the battalion? Damn it, I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this brazen.

To assign yourself tasks and still be able to talk about it with such righteous indignation, that's truly something else.

"I've gotten myself on a sinking ship."

Wang Jianbin shook his head, sighed, and said nothing more.

He's already here, so there's no point in saying anything more. His name is already on the training department's list, so it seems like it'll be a long time before he can go back to Xiangjian.

"What are you talking about? This is no pirate ship!"

Chen Mo grinned like a dog's tail and rubbed his hands together: "Old Man."

"To!"

"Hey, take our Company Commander Wang back with you. Remember to arrange a dormitory for him, preferably in the same room as you or next door."

"Company Commander Wang is our honored guest. He must get a good rest. He can only start working properly when he is well-rested. I won't allow it if he doesn't get enough rest."

"Alright, Battalion Commander, I'll take care of it."

Full of learning, he was quite quick-witted. After hearing what the battalion commander said, he understood that Chen Mo planned to have Wang Jianbin bring the few people from the National University of Defense Technology who came from the staff department.

They formed what is known as an electronic warfare group.

These past few days have been a process of getting to know each other and asking each other for advice.

As for resting, that's bullshit. With the current situation in the camp, where would we get a chance to rest?

The matter has been explained.

Man Xuexi returned to camp with Wang Jianbin.

Yao Jinghua then arranged for the soldiers of the Eighth Platoon to call several nearby platoons via walkie-talkie to come and assist in moving all the motorcycles and jeeps away.

Chen Mo didn't leave.

He and Wang Jianyong leaned against the car, waiting for the main force from the reconnaissance battalion to return. Fortunately, the wait wasn't long.

About half an hour later, the convoy came rumbling in from a distance.

The driver of the lead vehicle saw the battalion commander standing by the roadside and originally wanted to stop the car.

Chen Mo waved his hand, signaling the convoy to continue on its way back to the academy.

Troop carriers passed by one after another, and inside the vehicles, many soldiers squatted down chatting excitedly. Occasionally, someone would see Chen Mo and wave to him.

Chen Mo responded to each of them.

After the convoy had driven far away, Chen Mo finally spoke slowly, "Squad Leader!"

“Yes!” Wang Jianyong responded.

"Can you tell if the people who came back are any different?"

"Different?" Upon hearing the question, Old Wang scratched his head and thought for a while before replying, "If I had to say what's different, I think it's anger, or more accurately, vitality."

"After chasing after someone, these soldiers seem to be more energetic."

"Yes!"

Chen Mo nodded, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

He had always hoped that the armed police would cause trouble, and that's why.

Although most of the new recruits in the demonstration battalion are veterans, so many of them were transferred here from several large units.

They had no connection whatsoever with each other.

The vast majority of them didn't interact at all. The veterans themselves weren't very energetic, unlike the new recruits who were curious about everything, especially after leaving their old units.

Relying solely on the sense of honor and mission of the battalion is not enough to motivate veterans, and relying on benefits is also unlikely to create cohesion within the entire battalion.

The only solution is for something bad to happen in the camp, something that involves everyone in the camp.

These people will share common experiences, and after the initial excitement, they will feel a sense of belonging.

Once the big problems can be solved, the small problems can be gradually adjusted. The main thing is to break down this cold and impersonal atmosphere first.

Chen Mo had previously planned to build a few warehouses in the wild and do some landscaping around them. Since there were no bricks or green plants, he asked the camp to demolish some walls from government units and dig up some ornamental trees.

Since they're all state property, it doesn't matter where they're placed; they can even provide the battalion with a reason to quickly unite.

Who can imagine.

Before they could even implement their own plans, the Armed Police Force came and helped them a great deal.

Thinking of the Armed Police Corps, Chen Mo suddenly paused, realizing that the instructor was still being held by the military region.

This time, they impounded vehicles and sent back more than 20 people. Given the tempers of those old men in the brigade, they wouldn't go this far; they probably couldn't afford to lose face.

But they might go directly to the military headquarters to demand an explanation.

"Damn it, let's get back right now."

Chen Mo quickly opened the car door, pulled Wang Jianyong along, and hurriedly returned to the college.

Don't argue about who's right and who's wrong. In the eyes of those old men, losing face is unacceptable.

In the past, the General Corps wouldn't have dared to go to the military headquarters to cause trouble, because if Chen Mo's memory was correct, just last year, the Shanxi Provincial Armed Police General Corps was at the same level as the Sergeant Academy, belonging to the division level.

However, this year, it has been promoted to the provincial level and has become a deputy military-level unit.

They've lost so much face, how can they just let it go?

Chen Mo planned to return to the academy as soon as possible. If he couldn't clean up this mess, he would just have to take the blame.

This incident isn't exactly serious, but it's definitely not a trivial matter.

the reason is simple.

More than twenty people from the company under the brigade went out and were sent back by the military region's disciplinary team. This was not a big deal.

It's easy to keep it from the higher-ups; even if there's mockery within the squadron, they won't deliberately report it.

But that's the problem.

This incident not only had a wide impact, but the entire squadron also lost twenty vehicles. Keep in mind this was in the late 1990s.

How many vehicles does the entire directly subordinate squadron have?
Contrary to what Chen Mo said, the fact is quite the opposite; the brigade not only lacks supplies, but is severely lacking them.

With so many vehicles suddenly gone, and subsequent searches failing to locate them, the entire brigade headquarters was thrown into chaos.

This kind of thing can't be hidden at all.

Inside the Chief Commander's office.

Tao Qingping, the commander of the Shanxi Armed Police Corps, learned that his men had gotten into a conflict with Lao Lu's men while on patrol, resulting in his men being beaten up and their vehicles being impounded.

Enraged, Chief Tao slammed his fist on the desk with a loud "bang".

"furious!!"

"What a bully!"

After cursing a few times, Tao Qingping picked up the landline on his desk. He originally wanted to call Zhang Canshan, the commander-in-chief of the military region, but then he thought about it and decided to call him, given the old man's temperament.

He'd probably have to suffer in silence over the phone, and the guy surnamed Zhang might just hang up.

So Tao Qingping's first call was to Sun Zhensheng, the military region's most hot-tempered man and also his closest friend, who was also the head of the logistics department.

Minister Sun has been in a particularly depressed mood these past few days.

As the end of the month approached, various units were applying for training quotas for the following month, making things very difficult for Old Man Sun.

This is not.

The fact that the demonstration battalion was applying for annual training ammunition at this time made him even more uncomfortable.

While I was hiding in my office, drinking plain water.

The landline on the desk was ringing loudly.

"Hello? This is Sun Zhensheng!"

Old Sun picked up the microphone impatiently.

"You damn old man Sun, do you think I don't know it's you?" Tao Qingping's irritable voice came from the other side.

Sun Zhensheng was taken aback: "Old Tao?"

"Hmm, it seems you're not so old that you can't hear a voice."

"Bullshit! If you have something to say, say it. I'm busy."

Sun Zhensheng stood up, put his hands on his hips, and angrily rebuked into the microphone, saying that he was still strong and healthy. Because he was usually too stingy, he had heard many people in his workplace talking about when he would retire.

Therefore, Old Man Sun hates it most when others say he's old; he's the type who gets angry with anyone who says it.

"Ha! Stop talking nonsense. I'm asking you something," Tao Qingping said in a deep voice, "What military units are stationed in the Taishan Mountains area?"

“My men went on patrol today, and not only were they beaten up, but their car was also impounded. You guys have some nerve! Even if I take this case all the way to the JW, I'll still be in the right.”

"Your car has been impounded?"

When Sun Zhensheng heard this, he was taken aback and wondered to himself who had such audacity.

After much thought, and considering the situation of the troops stationed in the Taishan Mountains, Old Man Sun, relying on his intuition, immediately thought of the young battalion commander who led the demonstration battalion.

Because apart from that kid, no one in the entire 63rd Army had any greater audacity.

They realized that the other party was there to interrogate them.

Sun Zhensheng immediately straightened up, slammed his hand on the table and said, "Hey, old man Tao, you old bastard, it's easy for you to talk while standing here."

"Who impounded your car? I didn't know about it."

"Ha! So you're saying you're not going to admit it?" Tao Qingping laughed angrily. "Fine, then you just wait. I don't believe there's no place to reason with them."

"Snapped"

The call ended, and a busy tone came through the receiver.

Sun Zhensheng glanced at the microphone in his hand, then snorted coldly, threw it on the table, and strolled around the office with his hands behind his back.

Did the demonstration camp impound Lao Tao's car?

This kid has a lot of guts?

He was also somewhat undecided. After hesitating for a while, he simply walked to the office door, opened it, and shouted, "Is the person from the Sergeant Academy who requested supplies here?"

"Yes, downstairs, I haven't left."

Upon hearing the leader's question, a staff officer from the statistics department quickly ran out of the room to respond.

"Go, call him over."

"Yes!"

It didn't take long.

With a backpack on his back and a carry-on bag in hand, Cheng Dong, who seemed to be planning to stay for a long time, arrived at the minister's office.

"Hello, Chief!!"

Cheng Dong dropped his bag and quickly stood at attention and saluted.

"Hmm, don't give me any of that nonsense." Old Sun waved his hand sternly.

Then, with a loud "bang," a fist the size of a bowl slammed onto the desk, and he angrily shouted, "Your demonstration battalion has some nerve! You even dare to impound a vehicle belonging to the Armed Police Force?"

"Tell me what's going on."

"Improve the vehicle?"

Cheng Dong was also baffled by this question; he genuinely didn't know anything about it.

"Sir, that's not true. We've always studied and trained in a proper manner and haven't had any dealings with the brigade. How could they possibly impound our vehicle?"

"Hmph! Rules? If you guys were so rule-abiding, there wouldn't be any impetuous people."

Sun Zhensheng could tell that Cheng Dong didn't seem to be lying, so he simply pointed to the landline on his desk.

"Stop talking nonsense to me. Call your battalion and ask them. The brigade insists that you were the ones who beat people and impounded the vehicle."

"This matter needs to be explained!"

If it were about impounding the car, Cheng Dong would have the confidence to say that they didn't do it, but when he heard that someone had been assaulted...

Old Cheng was unsure of himself.

Could it be that the scholar has really gotten into trouble again? And even impounded the brigade's vehicle?

That's incredibly audacious!
"Go ahead and hit me! What are you standing there for?"

Old Sun stared intently and urged him on, though he was only guessing and had no idea what to expect.

They wanted to find out through the people in the demonstration camp whether Chen Mo was the one who did it.

Judging from this style, there's probably no one else here.

(End of this chapter)