Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 281 Collective Progress, the Obsessive Demonstration Camp

The battalion commander escaped safely, and Wang Jianyong, who was responsible for coming to deliver the message, had not wasted his anxious journey.

As for what to do next.

That's outside his scope of consideration.

Wang Jianyong pushed the cart, avoiding the main road, and moved it to a secluded spot.

He tilted the car to one side and sat down on the hay, intending to watch the commotion.

Meanwhile, Wang Songhe watched helplessly as that brat Chen Mo disappeared into the mountains in the blink of an eye, and with the darkness falling, he couldn't even see his shadow anymore.

He had no choice but to remain silent, his face grim.

Damn it, that brat is really something. He hid from me all day, and I still managed to let him get away when I was right in front of him.

But the area near Mount Tai is the territory of the demonstration camp.

Even though Wang Songhe is a division commander, he can't go into the mountains to arrest people here.

It evokes a sense of powerlessness, like a tiger fallen into the plains.

"Dad, why are you here?"

Wang Luyi was surprised to run into her father here. In her memory, Wang Songhe, who was in the army, was always very busy and rarely made a sudden appearance.

Seeing his daughter, he could suppress even the greatest anger.

The murderous aura on Wang Songhe's face vanished instantly, replaced by a smile as he said, "It's nothing, I just came to see you."

"How did you get like this? Did Chen bully you?"

"No."

Wang Lu looked down at herself, a little embarrassed, patted her arms and the dust on her pants, and tucked her hair behind her ear: "I was playing in the mountains, and some older girls took me to catch fish and crabs. I accidentally fell down."

"Hmph! That bastard, he's really good at scheming."

When Wang Songhe heard that his daughter was in the mountains, he knew why he had been unable to contact her for a whole day.

"Don't come here again. I've been transferred back to Qinglong Gorge. Go home more often during your holidays and spend time with your mother."

"Also, stay away from that guy surnamed Chen; he's no good."

"dad!"

"I just ran into Battalion Commander Chen, and he even helped me glue my shoes back on."

Wang Lu pouted, looking somewhat angry.

From her perspective, her father was indeed making a mountain out of a molehill; Battalion Commander Chen hadn't done anything out of line in any way.

Who would start by cursing someone and then speak ill of them behind their back?

"Okay, okay, I know, I won't talk about him anymore."

Wang Songhe was somewhat helpless. He knew exactly what had happened when he came down from the mountain.

After all, when we came from the camp, we saw those female soldiers in civilian clothes returning to the academy; it was they who gave us directions.

Old Wang's anger stemmed not from his daughter following Chen Mo down the mountain, but from the fact that Chen Mo deliberately hid Wang Luyi, even knowing that Old Wang was worried.

This kind of behavior is absolutely despicable.

"This is the phone I bought for you, and the SIM card is all set up. Remember to use this to call me in the future."

"Come on, I'll take you back to school. Tomorrow's Monday, and school starts tomorrow. Aren't you worried at all?"

As Wang Songhe spoke, he took out an exquisitely crafted box from his pocket. This was Nokia's first dual-band mobile phone, model 6150, released in 1998.

Even though a division-level cadre has a high salary, this one cell phone almost cost Old Wang three months' salary.

To prevent similar incidents from happening again.

He gritted his teeth and managed to get it fitted for his daughter, even though he himself never got to use it.

"This is a cell phone." Girls always find it hard to resist the temptation of gifts.

Wang Songhe didn't say how much it cost, and she didn't realize how valuable it was at school. She happily took it and examined it over and over.

“Thank you, Dad!!”

"Silly child, let's go, I'll take you back to school."

"I'll teach you how to use it along the way."

Wang Songhe smiled, casually opened the back door, and let Wang Luyi sit inside.

As he straightened up, his smile faded, and he pointed towards the mountains with a threatening gesture.

He knew that that damned Chen kid could definitely see this side.

After picking up the person and getting them into the car, he returned to the passenger seat. At Wang Songhe's command, the vehicle turned around and sped away.

In the distant grass.

Watching Wang Songhe leave, Wang Jianyong hurriedly took out a flashlight from his pocket and signaled into the mountains.

About six or seven minutes have passed.

Chen Mo strolled down the mountain with his hands behind his back. Looking at his relaxed demeanor, there was no trace of the urgency he had felt when he rushed up the mountain earlier.

"Battalion Commander, Division Commander Wang should have left." Wang Jianyong chuckled dryly.

"When did this old bastard arrive?"

Chen Mo stood with his hands on his hips, looking somewhat displeased, which was understandable.

He spent the whole day either being scolded by his superiors or chased by Old Wang; no wonder he was in a bad mood.

"I don't know either. It must have been a car borrowed from another military region. I ran into some people from the company on the Xishan side. They had just come down from the mountain and said they hadn't seen anyone else."

"I had just returned to the academy and was thinking of waiting for you when I saw Commander Wang talking to the female soldiers in the medical team. Then he drove this way. I sensed something was wrong, so I took a shortcut and thought I'd come ahead to tell you."

"As it turned out, even taking the shortcut, the car still got there first." Wang Jianyong shrugged, not quite understanding what had happened himself.

"That's it!"

Chen Mo nodded slightly.

Ever since he heard that people from Qinglong Gorge weren't making many phone calls here that afternoon, he had a vague feeling that the evil energy was probably shifting eastward.

People are coming from that side.

But there's still some uncertainty.

He had been hiding Wang Lu for a day, and it was time to send him back.

Unexpectedly, this old bastard really dotes on his daughter, and insisted on traveling hundreds of kilometers from Qinglong Gorge back to see her.

Wang Jianyong pulled up the fallen bicycle, gripped the handlebars tightly, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Battalion Commander, to be honest, let's just avoid dealing with Commander Wang from now on, okay?"

"The training is over. The Kyoto and Kinse military regions have almost no interaction, so we should just ignore him."

"Yes, we don't have much contact anymore."

Chen Mo patted the dust off his hands, his expression momentarily dazed.

But after a short while, he became energetic again.

He couldn't help but laugh and said, "I hope we don't have any interaction, and that the 61st Division won't need my help."

"Otherwise, we really need to take a closer look at the four police reports and the incident where they scolded me just now."

After saying that, Chen Mo confidently walked towards the academy.

This left Wang Jianyong completely bewildered.

Could the 61st Division possibly need the Demonstration Battalion's help? I simply don't believe it!

Although he never questioned the scholar's abilities, these are two different things.

The Kyoto Demonstration Battalion is indeed quite prestigious; the total number of officers and non-commissioned officers in the entire battalion is even greater than that of a division-level unit.

In terms of benefits and compensation, they can even compete with top-tier engineers in terms of hard standards.

But that doesn't mean the 61st Division, which was known as a top-tier motorized infantry division in the north, wasn't impressive.

That was a representative from the Jincheng Military Region.

In terms of raw power, it is even more formidable than the 188th Assault Division of the 63rd Army. There are very few five-regiment divisions left in the entire army.

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As a soldier, Wang Jianyong viewed issues from a soldier's perspective. He was unaware that after the military parade, once the Jincheng Military Region responded to the General Staff's call and began to form the Jincheng Demonstration Battalion, he would be unaware of the consequences.

What kind of scene would it be?

Chen Mo had been pondering the bottom-ranking elimination system, and he had been waiting for this day.

He wants to train a large number of officers who understand information technology and combined arms operations, and then have these people enter the information technology battalions of the seven military regions.

When the time comes, I'm not afraid that old bastard won't come begging him for people.

After returning to the college.

Chen Mo deliberately wandered around the gate of the West Campus, asking the sentries to confirm that Old Wangba had not returned.

He then put his hands behind his back, as if nothing had happened.

He staggered towards the administration building.

. . . . . . . . .

Man Xuexi demonstrated excellent execution, and the battalion commander gave him three days.

Lao Man managed to hang up propaganda banners in all the places on the east and west campuses, and in all the places where soldiers frequently went, in just two days.

To publicize the list of thirty-three meritorious officials.

With the announcement of the bottom-ranking elimination system, officers in the battalion who previously held military ranks but did not have specific duties would follow the veterans in their platoons to train and build training grounds.

He completely regarded himself as a rank-and-file soldier.

However, when this system was announced, especially after hearing the battalion commander personally promise that the bottom-ranking elimination system would apply to the company level and beyond.

This news completely ignited the enthusiasm of the entire battalion.

In the morning, the soldiers in the camp had cultural classes, while the officers recited from their manuals.

The "boy who cried wolf" effect is gradually taking shape.

The intense atmosphere among the officers further spurred all the cadres on.

In short, the intense competition that followed quietly brought about a change in the survival dynamics of the entire Sergeant Academy.

Especially those cadres who had just graduated and were good at learning, they really caused a lot of trouble.

For example, a lieutenant in the mechanized infantry, who was just a pure infantryman normally, has become obsessed ever since the bottom-ranking elimination system and assessment system were announced.

He even looks at textbooks when he goes to the toilet. When he sees a brilliant example of squad tactics, he subconsciously prepares a calculation model, without even wiping his butt.

He didn't even bother to pull up his pants; he just got up and left.

On the way to the study room, the female soldiers from the medical team who passed by covered their eyes and cursed, "Pah! Shameless! It's an eyesore!!"

He was eventually caught by internal inspectors for improper appearance and was punished by being made to stand guard at the toilet entrance for a week to prevent similar incidents from happening again.

In fact, this kind of punishment is completely useless.

The people in the academy are good at studying, especially after spending time at the grassroots level to understand the principles of information warfare and then getting involved in unit-level operations.

It was irresistibly attractive to this group of people; they could even sit on a stool by the toilet door and continue their research.

This kind of spirit is something that even officers promoted from the military can't match.

There was also a lieutenant in a tank company who was even more obsessed.

While eating in the cafeteria, looking at the table full of plates and bowls, he would automatically put the plates he had set out into the sand tray, regardless of whether the other people in his class had started eating.

He muttered to himself, "The loss rate of steamed buns at tactical point A and the enemy's loss rate of pickled vegetables at tactical point B are in a positive attrition relationship on the battlefield."

"The layout of the dining table dictates that the scrambled eggs, which are the main battleground, will be the first to leave the battlefield."

Similar situations keep occurring.

The most frequent feedback Chen Mo received at his daily meetings was that these cadres had completely gone mad.

Training during the day, not to mention studying.

The General Staff, acting as the military police, would patrol in place of the guerrillas. At night, they would often find some officers acting suspiciously, carrying flashlights in their mouths, going outside to study late at night.

What's even more laughable is...

In some dorm rooms, the sound of snoring still fills the room when the lights are turned off. But an hour later, the guys who were snoring louder than the last quietly get up and go out to look at some documents.

In order to pass the end-of-month assessment.

They really used every trick in the book, even snoring with their eyes wide open while sleeping, using simulated sounds to thwart anyone trying to learn secretly.

They're really cunning.

Chen Mo never gave a positive response to this feedback.

Back in the Blue Army battalion, he couldn't change the status quo. To put it bluntly, given the size of the combined battalion, he, as the acting battalion commander, was just someone who could give orders.

The soldiers in the various companies below might not necessarily listen to him.

The circumstances at the time meant that intensive training was the only option; there was no way to cultivate cadres first.

Today, the demonstration battalion's mechanized infantry, tanks, reconnaissance, engineers, medical personnel, logistics, staff, and electronic warfare units are gradually taking shape.

With Liu Hongyun supervising the basic training, progress in all aspects was very rapid, as long as other assistance from the military region arrived, including information technology equipment or personnel.

The size of the squad can be formed immediately.

With these innate advantages, why not learn?
Chen Mo not only did not stop this atmosphere, but also specially added materials such as "Fifteen Types of Unit Tactical Procedures" and "Thirty-Four Types of Combined Assault Squads" to the manual compiled by Cheng Dong.

Let everyone first understand the different situations and organizational structures of the different teams.

Then go and understand the command structure of detachment operations.

Soldiers are constantly learning information technology operation courses and various non-commissioned officer professional categories. How can officers let them rest?

Not only that.

Chen Mo was stirring up trouble at the meeting, saying that going to bed before midnight was just self-abandonment. With that kind of attitude, there was no point in studying. He should just pack his things and wait to report to the logistics department.

After the team size was determined.

In the entire demonstration battalion, only branch members are allowed to be cadres with stars; cadres are no longer retained among the soldiers.

Only logistics can accept unlimited requests.

Anyone who fails the assessment or performs poorly should pack their things and go to the logistics department.

Anyone who goes to bed on time and can't get up to study until 4:30 is an oddball. They've never seen the morning moon at the officer academy and don't deserve to improve.

These words were spoken by Chen Mo at the meeting.

He will not explicitly announce the study time because the military region has regulations restricting it, and he can only fully motivate people through incentives.

If we were to name the hardest-working person in the entire battalion, it would definitely be Manxue. He is inherently interested in information technology, and he also has the ambition to break free from the logistics department.

He was naturally the most stubborn one in the entire camp.

But if we're talking about who in the whole battalion is the least hardworking, then it has to be Liang Hongjie, the logistics company commander. This guy was there before Wang Jianbin led the electronic warfare unit.

He was the second most educated person in the entire battalion after Man Xuexue, but now that he's failed the assessment, he's being transferred to logistics.

Old Liang would go to those people who were studying so intensely every day, advising them not to work so hard, since there were still many positions waiting for them in the logistics department, such as deputy company commander and platoon leader.

Time flies, and it's already September 18th.

During this period, the atmosphere at the entire sergeant academy completely changed.

A little after nine in the morning on the 18st.

While the other soldiers were having academic classes and there was no training in the camp, Chen Mo strolled over to the training ground outside.

His original intention was to see how the Type 98 main battle tank was doing in the tests.

Recently, Liu Hongyun has been acting like he's on steroids, saying more than once at conferences that the new tank's brand-new camouflage paint even smells better than the Type 96.

He wasn't exaggerating.

The group of cadres brought over from the 2nd Battalion of the 7th Armored Brigade had been in contact with the Type 98 engine for many days, but every time they heard the engine start up, which was more powerful than the Type 96, the air vibrated.

Even when the ground trembled, it still excited these people.

Billed as a brand-new third-generation information-based main battle tank, its futuristic, monstrous steel appearance and its powerful 125mm smoothbore cannon left them speechless.

Even their blood is bursting with heroic spirit.

This is not.

As Chen Mo walked outside to the tank testing area, a soldier must have stepped on the gas a little too hard when parking, causing a slight "click" sound as the tank jerked.

This little noise is nothing to a tank that weighs tens of tons.

But Liu Hongyun was furious, as if someone had suddenly pinched his balls. He grabbed the walkie-talkie and yelled, "Hey! Tank No. 2, you son of a bitch, go easy on me! This is a tank, not your wives! You all better be gentle with me!"

"Roger that!"

Even from several meters away, Chen Mo could hear the soldier's cautious voice coming from the walkie-talkie.

Have no idea.

Every time new equipment is issued, this kind of treatment is given, and the officers and soldiers will definitely feel excited for a while, just like lovers in their first love, paying extra attention.

They managed to drive this massive machine, weighing tens of tons, with a shy and hesitant demeanor.

However, once you get used to it for a long time, that won't work.

He even swore an oath that he wanted to devour tanks whole, completely unable to recall how he treated these new equipment in the first place.

"Liu Ying!"

Chen Mo walked up with a smile and greeted him.

"Hey, what are you doing here, you son of a bitch? Aren't you busy?" Liu Hongyun looked up and glanced at Chen Mo.

His tone and expression were completely different from the carefulness and gentleness he had shown when dealing with the tank.

"I haven't been busy lately." Chen Mo smiled, not caring at all, and craned his neck to look at the notebook in Liu Hongyun's hand: "How's the testing going?"

"The engineers haven't come over yet, and there's been no news from the military factory either. They're probably all busy preparing for the parade, so we had to come and do the testing ourselves."

I heard them discussing performance.

Liu Hongyun frowned slightly: "I can't quite explain it either. Many of the performance specifications in this manual are different from what we usually test."

"The power is not enough, but it is definitely better than the Type 96 and the third-generation Type 85. I have tested all twelve tanks and that Type 92 armored vehicle."

"The armored vehicles are fine, but the tank data is not quite right."

"take it easy."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo nodded and said nothing more.

There were originally several versions of the Type 99, and it was produced to meet the standards of information technology.

As far as I can remember, many units in my previous life had never seen this model before, and it was basically not in service.

It is estimated that the reason why it was not chosen to be deployed was because of its performance issues, which made it insufficient to replace the Type 96A as a new generation of main battle tank.

It wasn't until the 99A appeared that it completely surpassed the 96A and truly stood at the top of the international tank lineup.

The current Type 98 is still lacking.

Chen Mo wandered around the area for a while and noticed that Battalion Commander Liu's attention was focused on the tanks, and he had no interest in speaking.

He didn't linger and was just about to turn around and go back when...

Wang Jianyong rushed over, an old scout, panting heavily as he ran: "Battalion Commander!"

"Take your time. Can't you drive here?" Chen Mo frowned.

"I forgot, I forgot." Wang Jianyong scratched his head. "It was a call from the military region."

"They told us to get ready, the assembly line convoy should be here around noon."

"What's the matter?"

"Final assembly?!"

Chen Mo and Liu Hongyun were both taken aback.

They looked at each other and laughed, each one more hearty than the last.

Because the entire demonstration battalion has equipment stored in the military region's warehouse, they have no shortage of ordinary equipment; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they have as much as they need.

Since the assembly line is coming, there's only one possibility—the long-awaited IT equipment.

It's finally here.

(End of this chapter)