Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 277 Taking turns to fight, is this the result of your education?
Inside the small reception room.

With a loud "bang," before the commander-in-chief and chief of staff could even utter a sound, Logistics Minister Sun Zhensheng slammed his fists onto the coffee table.

The sudden commotion startled not only Chen Mo, but also Zhang Canshan, who glanced at Old Man Sun with some displeasure.

But this old man is stubborn!

They were completely unaware that there was anything wrong with what they were doing.

His face was cold and gloomy, almost dripping with water, and his eyes were like knives, as if he wanted to devour Chen Mo alive.

"You little rascal, you've been climbing on the roof for three days straight, haven't you?"

"The military comes here quite often, huh? Those bastards are even more frequent than I am. Do you even respect orders?"

Do you even respect discipline anymore?

Do you still value Party spirit and honor?

The three questions in a row completely baffled Chen Mo.

He tried to think it over carefully, but his mind went completely blank.

Since returning from the rescue, we haven't done anything that would anger anyone or anything. Everything has been going smoothly, and we haven't provoked anyone.

What's wrong with this old man?
Chen Mo turned to look at Chief of Staff Qin. He really didn't understand what he had done wrong again, and he didn't know where he went wrong. He couldn't even find a way to admit his mistake.

Qin Quan'an was also a little embarrassed. He cursed Old Sun in his heart for being too impulsive.

How can you lecture someone by immediately throwing around the heavy burden of Party spirit and discipline?

You've already said everything you wanted to say, so what am I supposed to say next?
But I want to think about it.

Qin Quan'an remained calm and casually tossed the promotional materials submitted by the demonstration camp onto the table.

With a cold face, he said, "Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble for the military region?"

"How did you forget about the mess you made with the military website last time? Who gave you the right to use the field military newspaper to hype up your battalion?"

"Who gave you the courage? Thirty-three meritorious soldiers, what, do you think you're some kind of heroic battalion commander?"

"Do you know what kind of behavior this is? Shameless, utterly shameless!"

Qin Quan'an grew angrier as he spoke, and he slammed his hand on the coffee table with a loud "bang".

Got it!
Chen Mo sighed; his intuition told him that this matter seemed rather serious.

Before he could say more than a few words, he slammed his fist on the table twice.

He chuckled dryly and quickly stepped forward to pick up the press release.

I just glanced at the beginning and saw the list of thirty-three meritorious officials, then looked at the contents.

Chen Mo closed his eyes and sighed inwardly.

What kind of utter rubbish is this?

There was a strong air of showing off; it was obvious that the son of a bitch was just showing off.

This guy hasn't spent much time at the grassroots level and doesn't understand the basics of propaganda. But even though he doesn't understand, didn't the others in the camp check the drafts?

Damn it, the record of the thirty-three heroes entering the information technology demonstration camp isn't for newspaper publication, but for use on banners at the commendation ceremony.

The correct approach to publicity is to put established facts into practice and then have the publicity department take photos and videos.

Why publish it in the newspaper ahead of time? What are you thinking?

What's the difference between this and openly challenging the main combat divisions of the entire military region?
You can challenge us if you want, we're not afraid, but not in this way. If it's published in the newspaper before the commendation meeting, this kind of publicity will thoroughly incite dissatisfaction among the grassroots units of many organizations.

It undermines the foundation of the main combat divisions and seriously damages their stability.

after all.

You've only been in a demonstration battalion for a short time, yet you're already getting all the best equipment and receiving so many perks all the time. Once other units find out, how many people will be able to train with peace of mind?
Undermining morale is a grave taboo in the military!
Last time, when the military website was being promoted, Chen Mo only dared to use grandiose promises about prospects and atmosphere.

The various benefits for military dependents are just empty promises; their implementation will definitely take a long time, and everyone knows that.

This time it's good.

That's a straight bombshell! Thirty-three meritorious officials! You really dare to say that. Why don't you just mention the Thirty-Six Famous Generals of the Tang Dynasty?

"That was too hasty; the purpose was revealed too early."

Chen Mo shook his head slightly and muttered something to himself.

His muttering caused all three old men in the reception room to exchange glances.

What? This person doesn't even realize their mistake, instead attributing the problem to discovering it too early?

"The publicity campaign has been stopped."

Zhang Canshan said, "The military region party committee is aware of the difficulties the demonstration battalion is facing, but we cannot let you do things recklessly like this."

"Major Chen, have you considered the consequences if this propaganda material is issued, printed, and distributed to various units in the military region within a day?"

"Yes, sir, I was wrong!"

Facing his former boss, Chen Mo's carefully prepared remarks vanished in an instant.

Stand at attention and bow your head slightly.

He didn't try to explain that he was unaware of the matter, because there was no need to explain.

As the battalion commander, he cannot escape responsibility for anything that happens in the battalion. Arguing will only make his superiors think that he lacks responsibility, and will not bring him any other benefits.

The matter was stopped, and the negative impact it caused did not have the desired effect. In addition, since the demonstration battalion was not affiliated with the 63rd Army, Zhang Canshan did not say anything more.

The commander-in-chief didn't pursue the matter because of his position, which prevented him from saying too much.

Qin Quan'an, however, had no intention of letting him off so quickly.

This kid Chen has never admitted his mistakes so quickly in front of me.

We need to really clean things up.

"Ahem! This matter..."

"Don't try to fool me, kid." Before Chief of Staff Qin could finish speaking, Old Man Sun chimed in again.

"You little punk, you've tried to fool me. Last time I impounded a vehicle belonging to the Armed Police Force, I told you to send it to the logistics department, and I arranged for someone to return it."

"What kind of junk did you send? Huh? Some of these cars are probably older than this old man like me!"

"I suggest this matter must be dealt with seriously. What is the military region's discipline department doing? Turning a blind eye to this malpractice in the demonstration battalion and trampling on the principle of fairness time and time again. Do you think we are made of clay?"

This accusation can be described as quite ruthless.

Old Sun is extremely malicious; he's deliberately exaggerating the conflict to give Chen Mo a hard time.

However, his two speeches inadvertently diminished the severity of this joint trial.

"I'm innocent, sir!" Faced with the accusations from the logistics minister, Chen Mo was not so quick to admit his mistake.

In Chen Mo's opinion, this old man was simply taking advantage of his kindness.

As soon as he admits his mistake, the other party will turn around and use all sorts of excuses to withhold the supplies applied for by the demonstration camp.

We can't let the whole battalion suffer in silence.

When the Kyoto Demonstration Battalion Commander is away from home, he must not do anything that would harm the welfare of his own battalion.

So, upon hearing about bringing up old grievances, Chen Mo immediately patted his chest, raised his left hand, and stretched out two fingers as if making a vow.

"Sir, I swear on my integrity that I didn't touch a single one of those vehicles. They were all sent to the logistics department. I only dared to come back after I saw the logistics staff sign off on them."

"I swear to God, sir, it must be the Armed Police Corps deliberately causing trouble. Sir, I'm willing to go with you to the Corps to demand an explanation."

"Going right now!"

Seeing Chen Mo's confident words, Sun Zhensheng, who had just been full of anger, suddenly fell silent.

What the hell is this confrontation about?

At the time, Old Man Sun had no intention of returning the vehicles to the brigade. The demonstration battalion brought the vehicles over, and the logistics department took over directly. It happened to be the end of the month for accounting, and the logistics department had a lot of vehicles, so no one checked these vehicles.

Upon inspection, it turned out that, damn it, out of twenty vehicles, sixteen were broken.

When Old Man Sun found out, he was so angry he almost dropped his balls.

Who would have thought that today I would run into Chen making a mistake again? I wanted to come over and take the opportunity to scold him and vent my anger, but I was outmaneuvered.

Sun Zhensheng grunted twice but didn't respond.

Qin Quan'an glanced at Old Man Sun with a somewhat helpless expression, as if he were disappointed in him.

The original plan was to correct the attitude of the demonstration camp today, and also teach this kid Chen a lesson for not engaging in those evil and unorthodox things all day long.

The door to rampant propaganda must not be opened; don't even think about it.

Once this happens, the bottom line of fairness in future military regions will be completely lost, and large units will crush small units.

Especially this time.

The military website propaganda had just subsided when the 27th and 38th Military Regions, including the 63rd Army, began sending special task forces to the grassroots level to gain a deeper understanding of the needs of the local communities.

Each unit intensified its efforts, starting with political work, to provide various forms of reassurance. At this time, the demonstration battalion gained another 33 meritorious individuals.

Be nice!

Are you trying to make it impossible for other organizations to survive?
What? The field army's website and military newspaper have become tools for your demonstration battalion to seek personal gain?

This kind of thing must not be tolerated.

But this old man in charge of logistics came up and slammed his fist on the table, slapping a bunch of accusations on people's heads.

It's fine if you deduct it, but why don't you stand up and argue with him? You're the leader, what are you afraid of?

If they weren't so stingy, several vehicles would have tried to take advantage of the demonstration camp, and they wouldn't be in such a passive position now.
Seeing Chen Mo looking like he was going to his death, ready to go to the Armed Police Headquarters to demand an explanation, the criticism meeting was almost turning into a review meeting.

Qin Quan'an raised his hand and tapped the coffee table: "Alright, kid, stop acting innocent after getting the benefit."

"I've thought about the propaganda issue, and it's because the military region's management of your demonstration battalion has been too lax, which has led to a lack of awareness among you, which is why this happened."

"The military region above has long mentioned that a headquarters should be established in the demonstration battalion, and the military region will arrange personnel to be stationed there."

"The military region's Party Committee will discuss this matter as appropriate, and a headquarters will be established at the Sergeant Academy in the near future."

"Yes, sir! On behalf of the entire battalion, I welcome your arrival!"

"We will definitely do our best to welcome you."

When Chen Mo heard that the military region was going to build a headquarters, his mouth stretched into a wide grin, and he didn't even bother to pretend anymore; he was practically bursting into laughter.

His performance, ironically, left Qin Quan'an bewildered. According to his understanding, the demonstration battalion had been operating smoothly and methodically without headquarters supervision.

Logically speaking, this kid shouldn't want to see someone from above stationed there, right?
They all climbed up from the bottom, so everyone knows each other.

If you count anyone in the entire army, who would want a commander stationed at their unit for an extended period of time?

Chief of Staff Qin's intuition told him that this kid was definitely up to no good.

"Hmph, set up a headquarters for him?"

"Old Qin, can you handle this? Look how happy this kid is, his mouth is practically stretched to the tip of his tail. We're even building him a headquarters."

Sun Zhensheng said irritably, "Does your General Staff even know how much field resources the Demonstration Battalion has taken away to develop to this point?"

“The supplies for a mechanized infantry regiment for a whole month are not enough for one battalion for a week. If you send someone to garrison there, that brat will no longer be going out as a battalion commander, but as someone working for the military region headquarters. You might not be able to clean up his mess as fast as he does.”

Oh shit!

Chen Mo secretly spat at Old Man Sun, but of course, he didn't actually do anything about it; he just thought it in his mind.

The demonstration battalion urgently needs its headquarters to be stationed there.

The reason their entire battalion has so many problems is that they can't get the equipment and they don't have enough people. If the headquarters were to go...

Why should Chen Mo bother? He could just take his bedding and go to the headquarters every day to ask for people and equipment, saving himself the trouble.

There's no need to worry yourself sick every day.

more importantly.

Once the headquarters is there, if the demonstration battalion causes any more trouble in the future, at least 70% of his responsibility as the battalion commander will be removed.

It's truly a win-win situation that someone is taking the blame for him.

After being reminded by Sun Zhensheng, Qin Quan'an quickly realized that his suggestion was somewhat hasty.

Establishing a headquarters can indeed prevent the demonstration battalion from acting recklessly, but it will bring even bigger troubles that will weigh on the military region.

Qin Quan'an pondered for a moment, then coughed and said, "It's understandable that the demonstration battalion is having difficulties. After all, the military region is also in the third stage of mechanization transformation, and everyone is facing difficulties."

"Well, the headquarters matters can be postponed, but your demonstration battalion..."

"No, sir."

Chen Mo panicked when he heard that the convenient conditions he had finally obtained were about to disappear in an instant.

He hurriedly ran to the corner of the reception room, picked up the thermos and filled Qin Quan'an's water cup with water, and then filled the old leader's water cup as well.

As for Old Man Sun, he wasn't thirsty.

Chen Mo ignored him. To be honest, the demonstration battalion was directly under the command of the military region, but it was stationed on the territory of the 63rd Army. Even if they really offended Old Man Sun, they weren't afraid.

Whether we provoke him or not, logistics will be disrupted anyway, so it makes no difference.

Moreover, this old man had caused him quite a bit of trouble today, and being the kind of person who always seeks revenge, Chen Mo wouldn't tolerate him.

At the mere act of pouring tea, Zhang Canshan's eyebrows twitched, and he chuckled in disbelief. Qin Quan'an also shook his head slightly, remarking that Chen Mo had quite a temper.

Few people in the entire military region dared to provoke Old Sun like this, but now one has finally emerged.

Chen Mo pretended not to see Sun Zhensheng, who was glaring at him, poured the water, and immediately ran to Qin Quan'an, standing there with a smile on his face: "Commander, the headquarters can't be evacuated."

"Our demonstration camp is tough."

Since Sun Zhensheng had already made things clear, Chen Mo took the opportunity to pour out his grievances.

"Sir, look at us. We have the title of demonstration unit, but we lack both manpower and equipment."

"The tanks are still the third-generation Type 85. It is called an informationized battalion, but apart from a few drones, there is nothing else."

"To avoid us, the Army Aviation Regiment sent all its best pilots to other military regions for training, and the Radar Regiment reported all its spare equipment for repair in order to distance itself from us."

"The entire army is conducting ideological mobilization at the grassroots level. The higher-ups are also demanding daily reports on the progress of battalion construction, and the lower-level cadres are asking every day when the troops can be delivered."

"Commander, the headquarters cannot be evacuated."

"We're doing this propaganda to stabilize morale in the battalion, sir. Building the battalion is too difficult."

Chen Mo has always been a good actor.

His passionate speech, while not enough to make the three old men feel heartbroken, certainly calmed them down considerably.

Zhang Canshan stared at Chen Mo for a while, then silently got up and left.

Damn it, this three-way trial was supposed to be a lesson for the younger generation, but it's turned into a poverty-pleading session. What a joke!

If we stay any longer, the military region will be skinned alive by the demonstration battalion.

Information technology equipment isn't easy to acquire. Just one piece of junk like an optical radar is more expensive than a helicopter, and that's just the purchase price for one unit.

Under normal circumstances, the military region could grit its teeth and bear it.

But now, in the third phase of mechanization, all units are required to equip themselves with drones and many other new equipment.

Where would we get the money to fill this bottomless pit?

Zhang Canshan stood up, followed closely by Sun Zhensheng. As soon as the two stepped out of the reception room, they ran into Political Commissar Liao Hongjun.

"Finished teaching that kid a lesson?" Liao Hongjun smiled and glanced into the room. "You scolded him pretty quickly this time. Did he learn his lesson?"

"Hmph! He's supposed to learn a lesson? He scolded us, but I've learned my lesson."

Old Sun snorted twice, then turned around arrogantly and left with his hands behind his back.

That's his only redeeming quality. He's stingy, but he's fiercely protective of his own and doesn't hold grudges. Otherwise, he wouldn't be qualified to be the head of logistics.

There are plenty of people in the military region who are constantly trying to outwit him; how could he possibly hold grudges against everyone?

"What's going on? Old Sun's words have a hidden meaning." The political commissar was somewhat confused.

"What else could have happened?" Zhang Canshan waved his hand. "He tried to scam a few cars from the younger generation, but not only did he fail, he also got caught red-handed and became guilty."

"Why are you here?"

"How did I get here? The 47th Army even called me to complain, saying that the scholar kidnapped Commander Wang's daughter and hid her. That kid is getting bolder and bolder."

"Whose daughter did you kidnap, Wang Songhe?" Zhang Canshan was somewhat surprised. He didn't quite believe that Chen Mo had such great abilities.

"Ok!"

Liao Hongjun nodded: "Commander Wang has called the staff headquarters four or five times already. Old Qin isn't there, so the complaint was reported to me."

"Come and see what's going on."

"Ugh, he's such a troublemaker, can't he just calm down for a bit?"

Zhang Canshan shook his head and left, looking slightly tired.

During the rescue operation, there were casualties among the units under the military region's jurisdiction. As the commander-in-chief, he already had many things to deal with, and the demonstration battalion was also causing trouble behind the scenes.

He originally intended to teach Chen Mo a lesson today, at least to make an example of him and teach the kid a lesson for a while.

But who can think of it.

Old Sun barged in, and before the conversation even started, he went up and berated the other person for lacking party spirit and discipline.

How can he possibly speak after being insulted to this extent?
Zhang Canshan even suspected that Old Man Sun was just there to cause trouble and was actually in cahoots with that young Chen.

The political commissar was also quite helpless.

Any military region would be in trouble if it had an officer like this.

He pushed open the door and entered the reception room.

At a glance, one could see Chen Mo standing in front of Qin Quan'an, earnestly complaining.

The usually austere and serious Chief of Staff Qin was now looking worried, sitting there silently drinking tea.

After drinking a little, Chen Mo ran over to the thermos and refilled it with hot water.

This home ground has been completely taken over by that kid Chen.

What happened to teaching this kid a lesson? Where did the lesson go?

Liao Hongjun strode to the coffee table. Chen Mo saw another leader approaching and quickly stood at attention, saluting: "Greetings, Leader!"

"Please have a seat, I'll get you some water."

"No need to bother." Liao Hongjun wasn't buying it. He sat down on the sofa and looked directly at Chen Mo.

"Major Chen, I heard someone complaining that you abducted someone's daughter. The call even went all the way to the military region's staff headquarters!"

"What's the matter?"

Qin Quan'an, who was initially at a loss for words after Chen Mo complained about being poor, immediately widened his eyes upon hearing about kidnapping someone.

"Whose daughter did you kidnap?"

"I think you're just asking for a beating, aren't you?"

"Where is your Party spirit? Where is your discipline? Do you know how egregious this behavior is?"

Got it!
Chen Mo's face fell. It turned out that after all his hard work, he was back to square one.

Let's return to the issue of party spirit and honor.

But this is so unfair! Who did I kidnap?
Chen Mo blinked, momentarily at a loss for words. After a long pause, he scratched his arm and whispered, "Commander, who are you talking about kidnapping daughters?"

"Is that Commander Wang?"

"What, there's more than one victim?" Liao Hongjun looked up at Chen Mo with a half-smile.

"Snapped!"

A heavy punch landed on the coffee table, and Qin Quan'an's eyebrows shot up: "This is too much, outrageous."

"Political Commissar Liao, we must teach this kid a lesson. I have some things to attend to, so I'll go take care of them now."

Done.

Qin Quan'an left quickly, and only breathed a sigh of relief after he walked out of the small reception room.

Demonstrating the new equipment is indeed a big problem; it needs to be solved, otherwise we'll run into this kid again.

They can't even stand up straight anymore.

This is not possible.

(End of this chapter)