Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 311 Dispute over the capture of personnel, transfer notice
There were many observers and referees from the directing department, and a considerable number of reconnaissance aircraft.

There was really no need to travel on the same plane as Tang Haodong back to the Jinyang Military Region.

So, Chen Mo followed Commander Tang for a while, then decided to slip away when he had the chance.

The dog furtively put its arm around a nearby observer who was also a major, offered him a cigarette, struck up a conversation in a friendly manner, and then asked him to give it a ride on the return flight.

After fighting all day, Chen Mo was already exhausted.

In particular, the suicidal assault by the 188th Division in the afternoon was so intense that it would not be an exaggeration to say that Chen Mo had never seen anything like it in his two lifetimes.

By using organizational structure to suppress the system, they managed to eliminate the entire main force of the demonstration battalion at the cost of thousands of casualties.

Fortunately, electromagnetic interference proved highly effective, making the strategic assault divisions hesitant to act rashly, leading to two extremes in tactics: from blitzkrieg to blitzkrieg attrition warfare.

Tang Haodong's boldness was something even Chen Mo had to admire.

seriously.

If he were in Commander Tang's position, it would be difficult for him to make a similar decision.

After boarding the plane, Chen Mo could no longer hold on and collapsed into the cabin, falling fast asleep.

Even in his dreams, he saw battlefields with whistling shells and rows upon rows of main battle vehicles destroyed. The two sides were clearly friendly forces, yet they were like mortal enemies.

They charged relentlessly, and died repeatedly.

The smoke was thick and almost impenetrable, and the entire battlefield was a vast expanse of scorched earth and overturned tanks.

"Battalion Commander Chen! Battalion Commander Chen!!!"

In his sleep, Chen Mo heard increasingly clear calls from the battlefield. He wearily opened his eyes and saw the major who had been trying to befriend him earlier bending over and nudging him.

"What's wrong?" Chen Mo rubbed his sleepy eyes, still not fully awake.

"We've arrived at the military region. A commander is waiting for you. Get up quickly."

"Oh, right, the military region."

Chen Mo quickly straightened up, turned his head to look outside, and saw that it was already dark.

However, the searchlights near the tarmac were extremely bright, almost like daytime.

He raised his hand and patted his forehead, trying to clear his head, then straightened his military cap and bent over as he got off the helicopter.

As soon as I got off the plane, a cool breeze swept by.

Chen Mo felt instantly clear-headed, and even his confused eyes became clear in an instant, more so than ever before.

After all, what brought him to his senses was not the wind, but the three senior colonels standing under the streetlights in the distance.

Wang Songhe, Tang Haodong, Wei Jinan.

These three men comprised two division commanders and one deputy division commander.

What's even more infuriating is that the demonstration battalion has fought against all three units, and the results of the exercises were quite impressive, at least causing these three units some trouble.

At this moment, all three eyes were focused on him.

Chen Mo felt that the hairs on his forehead stood up one by one. Damn it, how could it be such a coincidence?

"Haha, hello to all the leaders."

Chen Mo greeted him from twenty meters away, then tightened his collar and prepared to take a detour to escape.

There's nothing we can do; we just have too many enemies.

"stop!"

"Where do you think you're going? Come back!" The other two remained silent, only Wei Jinan spoke up and shouted.

Honestly, if either Wang Songhe or Tang Haodong had said a word, Chen Mo would have been willing to bite the bullet and run away, and he would have run like the wind.

Although we are not heroes, we will definitely not suffer losses in the short term.

But with his own brigade commander speaking, running away was out of the question.

Chen Mo had no choice but to turn around dejectedly, look around, and make sure there was no one nearby who could save him.

He quickly ran up to the three men, stood at attention two meters apart, and saluted.

"Hello, Chief!!"

"Heh heh, Battalion Commander Chen, you're so impressive! Why did you run away after getting off the plane?" Wang Songhe looked the young man up and down and said with a forced smile.

"Report! The commander is truly impressive!"

Chen Mo responded with a serious expression and in a very formal manner.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Wang Songhe sneered: "Your demonstration battalion has made a lot of progress recently, but do you know what your battalion will lose in this battle?"

"Report."

Chen Mo looked up and calmly said, "I know. The demonstration battalion will probably be given a designation soon. I guess it won't be able to stay in the military region. It will be transferred soon."

Hear the words.

Wang Songhe and the other two exchanged glances, all somewhat surprised.

This kid in front of me isn't stupid; he's a sensible person.

"Then you knew that the military region could no longer tolerate you, yet you still wanted to fight?" Tang Haodong asked curiously.

Ever since the directing staff failed to issue a ceasefire order that afternoon, he knew that there were too many powerful figures coming to confront him this time.

Even Chief of Staff Xu Hong lost control of the directing department.

In that situation, announcing the end of the exercise would have been the best outcome. Firstly, the resource consumption wouldn't have been so severe, and the money saved could have been used to upgrade the equipment of other units.

Secondly, the Kyoto Demonstration Battalion cannot reveal too much of its combat capabilities.

Wang Songhe used a blank piece of paper to send a message, but it wasn't actually his idea alone. Even if a division commander of the Jincheng Military Region was on the shortlist, it wasn't something he should worry about.

Behind this was the instruction given by Chief of Staff Xu.

The reason is simple: Old Wang isn't 63, and those old men aren't watching him.

But don't get me wrong, the reason these people prevented the demonstration battalion from winning was not because they had any selfish motives.

As I said before, the new system is like a seedling that needs to be nurtured.

If they lose, the Kyoto Military District can decide, behind closed doors, whether to issue a unit designation or to promote someone from battalion to regiment.

But now.

An experimental battalion managed to wear down a strategic assault division.

The impact of demonstrating such combat power is enormous, let alone advancing to a higher rank.

Apart from the fact that the Jincheng Military Region already has its own development path and won't be interested in it.

How could they not be tempted by the remaining five military regions?

They would inevitably assume that the information experiment had been successful. If they were not mistaken, the old men from the military regions would have already sent the news back to their headquarters by now.

The bigwigs at headquarters, upon learning the news, will likely go to headquarters immediately to discuss the development of information technology battalions in other military regions.

In this situation.

It would be good enough if the Kyoto Demonstration Battalion could retain its battalion-level designation. If the headquarters can't withstand the joint application from the five military regions, the Kyoto Demonstration Battalion may be dismantled and reassigned to various military regions to form new informationized battalions.

By then.

The Kyoto demonstration camp, which had finally achieved some results, would fall apart.

I don't know when I'll be able to replicate today's performance.

As the chief of staff of the military region, Xu Hong was naturally not a petty person. He also had considerations for the overall situation. It wasn't that he was reluctant to see the demonstration battalion dismantle, but rather that the time wasn't right yet.

Even after upgrading to a group and truly showcasing its effects, the system has been honed over time and has become stable.

At that time, a portion of it was dismantled and assigned to various military regions for establishment. With this information technology regiment providing a foundation, other military regions were able to carry out large-scale operations.

Only then can the success rate be increased infinitely.

Only a new system can truly realize reform.

Dismantling it now would be a mishmash, as the organization has been in place for too short a time and the officers in the battalion haven't even been trained yet. It's very likely that it will eventually fizzle out because other military regions have failed to establish similar organizations.

This group of talented people has been wasted.

The Kyoto Military Region, because of the construction of this demonstration battalion, almost had its subordinate military region's non-commissioned officers, highly educated cadres, and military expenditures drained, which is why it was able to build the first one.

Where would we find the energy to build a second one?
In fact, no one is at fault for this incident. Other military regions saw the positive results and wanted to follow suit, which was a good intention.

But if headquarters also believes that the system is mature enough to be decentralized, then that will be a real problem.

After all, the combat strength is there, the data is solid, how do you explain it to the higher-ups?

"Hey!"

Wang Songhe sighed, then patted Chen Mo on the shoulder: "Your analysis is correct. The code number will likely be given in the next couple of days, or even tomorrow."

“As long as we have a unit designation, the troops can at least be guaranteed not to disband. However, I heard from Commander Zhang in private that he mentioned the matter of upgrading a battalion to a regiment to you.”

"I guess it's going to be a washout."

"A transfer is certain, but it's hard to say. The military region will probably give you a period of annual leave to go home and hide, so you don't get targeted by those old men. When those people start acting like scoundrels, headquarters can't do anything about it unless someone of sufficient influence speaks up for them."

“You are the battalion commander, and more importantly, the key figure they are vying for.”

"Can you understand what I say?"

All three of them stared at Chen Mo.

The pros and cons have already been explained clearly; now it's up to this young man to decide.

Xu Hong arranged for the three of them to wait here to give Chen Mo a heads-up, not to beat him up.

After all, the occasion wasn't right, and it wasn't the right time.

"understood."

Chen Mo nodded slightly, then looked up with an unusually firm gaze: "Commander, I understand what it means."

"But what I want to say is that if today's battle were to happen again, I would still choose to go all out."

“I was just a private who was promoted to officer less than a year after enlisting. The fact that I was able to serve as the battalion commander of the demonstration battalion is because the leaders above trusted me and entrusted me with so many people, so many resources and equipment.”

"My task is to live up to the commander's expectations and do my best to lead this battalion well. Whether it can be upgraded to a regiment or not, I dare not say it doesn't matter, but I firmly believe that the designation of the demonstration battalion will definitely be granted, and our battalion will definitely not be disbanded."

"I trust the military region, and I trust the commander even more!!" Chen Mo's statement seemed to be no surprise to the three of them.

After all, it's obvious.

If this kid in front of me didn't have his own principles and ideas, how could he have brought the Kyoto Demonstration Camp to where it is today?
No matter what trouble he caused in the past, his starting point was always for the demonstration camp.

This is why the military region and the major military region have always protected it.

Weighing the pros and cons, figuring out how to argue with those above, and even resorting to banging on the table and arguing—that's a bunch of old men's business.

Chen Mo should do his best to lead the way for the new system and fulfill his duties.

Each generation should do its own job well and fulfill its own responsibilities.

If this awareness hadn't been there, and a battalion commander hadn't been needed to weigh the pros and cons, the demonstration battalion wouldn't have developed to its current level.

and.

Chen Mo isn't stupid.

When he heard Wang Songhe say that the garrison transfer was definitely going to happen, he already guessed that the demonstration battalion couldn't be dismantled.

It's likely that the military region has already made its stance clear.

The current problem is just when the unit number will be given, and whether the battalion or regiment will be promoted after it is given.

Based on Chen Mo's understanding of the personalities of these military officers, he felt that the unit designation would definitely be given, and the order to upgrade from battalion to regiment would eventually be issued.

However, the staffing quota may not be filled.

It will likely be designated as a demonstration regiment, but only one battalion will be assigned to it. As long as the staffing is not replenished, other military regions will not be able to covet the staffing here.

The entire regiment is so poor, with only one battalion. How can they even ask for more men?
Furthermore, even if he were promoted from battalion to regiment, he would still be a battalion commander, and the organizational structure of a regiment might not even be established.

Whoever dares to ask for people, then give them some first to support the construction of the demonstration group.

By stirring up this stagnant water, the Kyoto Demonstration Camp will naturally have enough time to settle down.

After a period of time, the sedimentation process is complete.

If the higher authorities decide to expand the organization, the demonstration battalion is also capable of replenishing its ranks from battalion to regiment in the shortest possible time. By then, the officers in the battalion will be more experienced, and the soldiers will be more familiar with the work of all their positions.

It's just an expansion; there's no difficulty at all.

"Alright, as long as you're mentally prepared." Wei Jinan pointed in the direction of the military region's administrative building.

"Didn't you go to the director's office?"

"Go now. There's probably a bunch of people arguing about who you belong to right now."

"Once you get there, just answer whatever they ask. Don't be afraid. Our Kyoto Military Region isn't short-staffed; we're not afraid of anyone."

"Yes!"

Chen Mo straightened his chest and saluted again.

He turned and strode towards the military region's administrative building.

. . . . . . . .

Before he even reached the door of the conference room in the administration building, Chen Mo roughly understood why there were three senior colonels waiting near the tarmac when he got off the plane.

The administration building area is much busier than the helipad.

Downstairs and in the hallways, guards were everywhere, and the bottom two buttons of their uniforms were always undone.

It was clearly intentionally designed to make it easier to draw the pistol from the waist.

Upon arriving at the conference room door, Chen Mo didn't even need to go inside; he could hear the heated debate inside, which sounded like a world conference, simply by listening.

The sounds of slamming the table and roaring were frequently heard.

Chen Mo originally planned to eavesdrop for a while to find out what was going on inside.

But as soon as he pressed his ear to the door, a guard standing nearby clicked the doorknob and opened the door for him.

The arguing stopped abruptly.

Inside, a dozen or so elderly men with gray hair, not wearing military caps, were all staring at the doorway.

Chen Mo opened his mouth, glared at the guard next to him, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome!" the guard replied without looking away.

At this point, no matter how unwilling he was, the door had already been opened, so what could Chen Mo say?

He quickly straightened his military uniform, marched in with standard steps, and entered the large conference room.

With a sharp "thud," his military boots clicked off the ground as he snapped to attention, raised his hand in salute, and boomed, "Greetings, Commander!"

A group of old men, some standing by their seats, some running to other seats, just like mischievous students during recess in school.

As he entered, the group put on their military caps and returned to their seats, their expressions returning to their usual seriousness.

"You're Chen Mo?"

The person sitting in the front row spoke first; his rank was the same as Xu Hong's, both being two stars.

Chen Mo recognized the man; he must be from the Jinling Military Region.

"Yes, sir!"

Chen Mo straightened his chest.

"Hmm, not bad. You did a great job leading the Kyoto demonstration camp, it was beyond my expectations."

"Alright, go back and rest for the night. Tomorrow, pack your things and come with me to the First Army. You've already completed your mission in the information system in Kyoto. Now, go to Jinling to continue fulfilling your duties."

Hearing the other party's blunt tone, Chen Mo realized that the situation in the conference room was probably more complicated than Wang Songhe and Tang Haodong had guessed.

Many things haven't even been discussed and agreed upon yet.

But as a major, he had no say in this situation.

Even the veteran leaders of the military region had no say; this was a negotiation at the level of the major military region.

But he doesn't need to have a say at all.

Upon hearing such blatant poaching, Xu Hong flew into a rage, slamming his hand on the conference table and standing up to yell, "You bastard, surnamed Li!"

"The people I trained, do you have time to tell them what to do?"

"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? What's wrong? Haven't fought in years, got itchy skin again?"

As Xu Hong spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, ready to get to work. Anyone with eyes could see that Chief of Staff Xu wanted to muddy the waters.

But it's not that easy.

The old man surnamed Li, who was being insulted, didn't respond at all. Instead, several people sitting next to him stood up to dissuade him.

"Hey! Look at you, Lao Xu, how old are you and you're still so irritable? Can't you control your temper?"

"That's right, old man Xu, what are you provoking? Sit down, sit down, don't let the younger generation laugh at you."

Several old comrades came up to dissuade him, but it was clear that they had formed a unified camp in private, and Xu Hong was the only one there, truly unable to hold the line alone.

Seeing that things were not going well, Chen Mo immediately saluted again and said, "Reporting to the commander, the demonstration battalion in Kyoto has not yet been straightened out and there are still many problems internally."

"This exercise wasn't due to the battalion's superior combat capabilities, but rather because I invited outside help from the Academy of Sciences, violating exercise regulations. I hereby submit a written apology!"

"What should we review?"

The old man surnamed Li didn't care about Chen Mo's little tricks at all. He waved his hand and said, "Even if you hired outside help, you still lost, didn't you? It's the same as not hiring outside help at all."

"No need to say more, why don't we go and check on the First Army now?"

"If you ask me, it's Kyoto."

The old man surnamed Li was speaking when his expression froze, and he suddenly shut up and stood up from his seat.

The other old men who had been blocking Xu Hong also stopped and stood up.

Chen Mo realized something was wrong and instinctively turned his head.

Before anyone knew it, Fu Hongyi, the commander-in-chief of the Kyoto Military Region, was standing at the door of the conference room.

He didn't need to say a word; he simply swept his gaze calmly over the crowd. The group of old men, who had been speaking so eloquently just moments before, instantly fell silent and quiet.

Although during the era of the military regions, there was no dedicated army headquarters, each military region had its own unique characteristics.

But Fu Hongyi, as the commander-in-chief of the Kyoto Military Region, couldn't have gotten to this position without some serious skills.

Even if everyone secretly wanted to recruit him, without their own commander-in-chief to withstand the pressure, they all had to behave themselves.

"Since when did it become your place to interfere in the affairs of Kyoto?"

Fu Hongyi strolled into the conference room.

His calm gaze swept over everyone: "Whether the informationization battalion experiment succeeds or fails, and whether it should be disbanded to support other military regions, will naturally be decided by headquarters."

"I don't need you to put your hands in my bowl. Get out of here. What kind of behavior is this, making such a racket?"

"Fuck off!"

A roar.

Apart from the people from the Jincheng Military Region, all the other five military regions present stood up and left dejectedly.

no way.

When Fu Hongyi was a division commander, the highest-ranking people in his group were regimental commanders, and there were even a few regimental commanders under his command.

It would be reasonable for the old leaders to not only scold them, but also kick them a few times.

Who would dare stay any longer? That would be pure thrill-seeking.

In the blink of an eye.

Only a handful of people remained in the conference room.

Fu Hongyi glanced at Chen Mo: "You did a good job this time. The entire battalion will receive a collective first-class merit. You will be awarded a unit designation tomorrow afternoon, and a regimental-level designation."

"Get ready, let's move the defense."

Fu Hongyi didn't say much, but after giving a brief explanation, he turned and left.

"Yes, Chief!"

Chen Mo raised his hand in salute and watched his superior leave.

(End of this chapter)