Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 312 Binding Information Technology: What's the Difference Between This and a Dream?
"Stop looking, they've all gone far away."

Xu Hong called out to Chen Mo from behind; he was also getting a little annoyed by the old men's antics.

These guys were like cats that smelled fish; seeing the results of the Kyoto demonstration camp, they pounced on him overnight, catching him somewhat off guard.

If the commander-in-chief hadn't arrived an hour earlier, this farce might have continued for who knows how much longer.

Hearing the noise, Chen Mo finally realized what was happening and hurriedly turned to face the few people remaining in the conference room.

No wonder.

No wonder before coming to the conference room, Wei Lü specifically reminded him not to worry, to just answer whatever the higher-ups asked, and to point out that his own military region had sent people as well.

This is more than just people coming.

Even the largest mountain in the entire military region was moved to Jinyang. No one could move the demonstration battalion unless the headquarters came.

Xu Hong looked at the young man in front of him, raised his hand to rub his temples, and said calmly, "You heard what the commander-in-chief said just now, right?"

"Tomorrow afternoon there will be a commendation ceremony and flag presentation. Before 10:00 AM, please compile a list of all personnel in the battalion and a detailed list of officer positions and send it to the military region."

"After the unit designation is finalized, the battalion will expedite the allocation of all personnel and transfer all food rations. You'll be granted a two-week leave the day after tomorrow. Go home and visit your family."

"Wait for further instructions and then follow the battalion to the new area to report for duty."

After explaining everything that needed to be explained, Xu Hong stood up, looking slightly tired, and walked over to Chen Mo, patting him on the shoulder.

Then, he strode away.

This is a system test.

Originally, it was just a joint exercise organized by the 63rd Army because the third phase of mechanization reforms had yielded poor results.

But who would have thought.

The demonstration battalion, which usually keeps a low profile, has never been involved in any serious work except for causing trouble. Yet, it has managed to defeat two main armored combat units of the military region.

Even a strategic assault division was forced to rely solely on its organizational firepower to wear down an entire battalion.

Killing a thousand enemies meant losing nine thousand of our own. Apart from two or three thousand logistics and support personnel, the entire division had less than half a battalion left as its main fighting force.

This is undoubtedly a major earthquake.

For all units that are diligently reforming their mechanization processes, this is no less than a torrent of impact.

How could they not try to take him away?

It's fortunate that the demonstration battalion was from the Kyoto Military Region; otherwise, the Kyoto Military Region would probably have taken a much tougher stance when it came to seizing the opportunity.

Xu Hong was exhausted after a long day of dealing with things.

The meeting room was now empty except for Zhang Canshan, Qin Quan'an, Sun Zhensheng, Tao Ruichang, and some senior officers from the Jincheng Military Region and the Kyoto Military Region.

Zhang Canshan then spoke, "Battalion Commander Chen."

"To!"

Chen Mo snapped to attention again with a loud "snap."

Seeing his posture, Political Commissar Liao Hongjun waved his hand and said, "Alright, stop putting on airs. Grab a chair and sit down. You've had enough to take in two days of fighting."

"Yes."

When Chen Mo heard that he could sit down, he quickly moved a chair and sat upright three meters in front of the leaders, as if he were being interrogated.

Zhang Canshan continued, "You heard what the commander just said. The demonstration battalion must be redeployed. Your presence here has too much of an impact on mechanized units."

"Given the current national situation, it is not feasible to expand your type of organization on a large scale. Mechanization must be developed, so you must be transferred."

"As for where you will be transferred, the places mentioned in the previous meeting may change. In addition, since you are here, other military regions will pay attention from time to time, and may come over to watch and try to win you over, which will also affect the overall training."

"The higher-ups said they would give you a regimental-level organization, but the personnel and equipment would remain unchanged. You would still be a battalion-level organization, with the organization of a regiment. If expansion is needed in the future, it can be done at any time."

"Do you have any other questions? Or do you have any requests for the military region?"

Zhang Canshan's tone was filled with a sense of helplessness.

How can one not feel helpless?
Although the demonstration battalion is affiliated with the major military region, it is actually their military region that has been putting in all its efforts to cultivate it. Now that they have finally achieved results, it has been transferred to another unit.

Even if the affiliation remains with the Kyoto Military Region, who knows if it will still have any connection with the 63rd Army in the future?

Hearing the desolation in his old leader's tone, Chen Mo felt a lump in his throat. Once he put on this military uniform, he was no longer himself. With a mission on his shoulders, and his superiors wanting to transfer him elsewhere, Chen Mo had no choice.

He didn't know when he would be able to come back.

It's even more unclear whether I'll have the chance to see my old boss again.

Chen Mo had no requests regarding the military region, but he did have one personal request.

"Chief!"

Chen Mo stood up at attention and looked at Zhang Canshan: "I have only one request, and it is a personal request to you, sir."

"Oh?"

Zhang Canshan was quite surprised by this response. He smiled and leaned back in his chair: "Tell me about it. If it's not too much to ask, I'll definitely agree."

His words were clearly tinged with a joke, but more so with curiosity—curious about what request this young man might make of him.

"Yes!"

"Sir, the demonstration battalion can be transferred, but the sergeant academy cannot be transferred. I request that you personally take charge of the sergeant academy, even if it's just nominal."

"Hold the title of Dean of the Sergeant Academy."

NCO Academy
Upon hearing this, Zhang Canshan and Political Commissar Liao Hongjun exchanged a glance. With their experience, they immediately understood Chen Mo's intention.

In the past two days, everyone's attention has been focused on the demonstration camp, but the sergeant academy behind it has been overlooked.

If other military regions fail to establish demonstration battalions, the influence of this sergeant academy will inevitably rise, and it will likely become the only cradle for information technology training among the seven military regions.

It is still widely recognized as the cradle of civilization.

At that time, the dean will hold a significant position.

Chen Mo's proposal is tantamount to completely binding himself to the big ship of the information system.

Zhang Canshan was stubborn, not foolish. He had witnessed the strength of the informationized battalion and seen the competition among the major military regions, so he naturally understood its importance.

It can be said.

Chen Mo's suggestion.

This completely stunned everyone in the conference room. Even a group of seasoned veterans hadn't expected anything from the academy, yet the young man in front of them had already seen through their scheme.

"Okay, I agree."

Zhang Canshan nodded solemnly. He wasn't stupid. The demonstration battalion was a unit directly under the military region, but the sergeant academy was not; it was currently only a division-level unit under the military region.

It is under the management of the Training Department.

Since he anticipated the competition, he naturally wouldn't give it up easily and would definitely try to secure the position before other military regions.

Seeing that his former boss had agreed, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief and sat up straight in his chair again.

With the support of the Sergeant Academy.

Three years later, even if the military region is disbanded, the old leader, with this position, will most likely not choose the wrong side.

Even if he can't serve as the commander-in-chief, being a dean and training more outstanding talents for the field army is still a better outcome.

This is his biggest worry.

"Alright." Political Commissar Liao Hongjun glanced at the clock hanging at the front of the conference room; it was already getting late.

"Chief of Staff Xu just said that he will approve your leave for half a month the day after tomorrow. Go home and visit your family."

"You're being transferred so soon, and who knows when you'll be back next time. This is a good opportunity to avoid other military regions bothering you."

"When you return to camp later, have Xu Dong and the others accompany you. If you go home, they should come with you too. This time, it's not just for rest. The military region's family compound will vacate a house so your parents and younger siblings can come and join you. I will contact Jinyang about job placements, and your younger siblings' schooling will also be transferred to Jinyang. I will give you a heads-up about your local area tomorrow."

Hearing the arrangements for accompanying the army.

Chen Mo jumped up again with a "whoosh," his face flushed, and saluted, saying, "Thank you, Commander!!"

His family members joined the military, and the military region also arranged jobs for them and contacted schools, which almost solved all his worries.

What I couldn't accomplish even after ten years of military service in my previous life, I've finally solved now.

How could he not be excited?

The military website initially advertised this benefit to attract customers.

However, if it's a job placement issue within the battalion, the military region certainly can't intervene; the unit itself has to handle it.

He also wanted to establish a service center for soldiers near the camp, but unfortunately, the entire camp was not stable and frequently changed its location, making it impossible to implement.

If a transfer is possible.

Chen Mo now had to solve the problem of enlisting the families of non-commissioned officers. He couldn't just solve the problem himself and forget about the people in the camp.

You should know that there are many non-commissioned officers in the entire battalion.

With a regimental-level organizational structure, approval for a few plots of land, and the establishment of a market, they should have the authority to provide resettlement services for military dependents, right?

"You're welcome, you deserve it."

Liao Hongjun smiled, looked up at the door and called out, "Xu Dong, come in!"

"Yes!"

Soon, a guard with two buttons undone on his uniform strode into the conference room.

Chen Mo sat in the chair, turned his head and glanced at it, then was speechless.

It's true what they say, enemies are destined to meet. The Xu Dong the political commissar mentioned is the fourth-level sergeant who opened the door for him just now.

"This is Battalion Commander Chen. For the next two weeks, you and a few men will follow Battalion Commander Chen. Wherever he is, you will be there, understand?"

"Yes!"

Xu Dong turned to face Chen Mo, stood at attention, and saluted: "Greetings, Battalion Commander Chen!"

Chen Mo had no recollection of the guard in front of him. Either he had arrived too late in his previous life and the guard had already been transferred, or the guard had been temporarily transferred from a major military region.

As for the minor conflict at the door earlier, Chen Mo wasn't petty. He would hold a grudge for three to five months, not for a lifetime.

When saluted, he stood up and returned the salute: "Hello."

"Sir, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now."

"Go ahead." Political Commissar Liao Hongjun nodded with a smile.

Chen Mo stood at attention, turned slightly to salute everyone present, and then strode away.

Xu Dong followed behind and called for three more guards to follow.

The battalion commander of the demonstration battalion is now a prized asset. Once he leaves the military region, the higher-ups will definitely have to consider his safety, and there is no room for error.

Even during this period, counter-espionage efforts continued.

Chen Mo understood this as well; there were probably four on the surface, but who knew how many more were hidden.

But it definitely exists.

To put it bluntly, ever since the military region decided to grant him leave, guards had already returned to their hometowns in civilian clothes.

Watching Chen Mo leave, even the sound of his footsteps disappeared into the corridor.

Sun Zhensheng from the logistics department lit a cigarette with a dejected expression: "Sigh, I used to find this kid annoying, and it's really hard to get used to him being transferred away so suddenly."

"It's rare to see such a driven and shameless young man. I wonder when he'll be back."

The others remained silent upon hearing this.

The troublemaker is leaving, and it really feels a bit awkward.

On the contrary, Political Commissar Liao Hongjun smiled calmly and said, "It's alright. If he is transferred to the southwest, the provincial military region will be there to keep an eye on him. This kid won't go too far."

"But if he's transferred to the north, it'll be a real wasteland. Knowing his personality, he probably won't stay still. We'll hear about his glorious deeds from time to time at military region conferences."

. . . . . . .

the other side.

Chen Mo came out of the administration building.

Wang Songhe, Wei Jinan, and Tang Haodong hadn't left yet; they had simply moved their conversation from the helipad to the main road not far from the administration building.

When he came out, he was followed by several guards.

The three exchanged glances, having basically guessed the outcome.

"Hey Chen, so you're on vacation?" Wang Songhe glanced at the guards with a half-smile: "The treatment is pretty good, better than mine."

"hey-hey!!"

Although Chen Mo was also unhappy about leaving the military region for a transfer, he wouldn't back down when he saw Old Wangba.

"Commander, I've been looking forward to visiting your home."

"roll!"

Wang Songhe glared at him: "You little brat, are you itching for a beating again? Don't you have any manners? How can you be so cheeky in front of your superiors?"

"Report, I'm sorry, sir, I misspoke. It wasn't a visit, it was a formal visit."

After giving a righteous and stern correction, Chen Mo turned and ran.

Old Wang, furious, chased after him a couple of times. His performance left Tang Haodong, Wei Jinan, and several guards present completely dumbfounded.

Be nice!

It's just a normal thing to say, "I'm here to pay a visit," why get so worked up?
"There's a story behind that," Tang Haodong commented with a smile.

"If you ask me, it should be called an accident." Wei Jinan couldn't hide his smile.

The feud between these two is no secret in the entire army, but it's really not right to hold a grudge for so long because of the Northwest military exercise.

There must be other things involved.

Fortunately, this was in the Jinyang Military Region, so Wang Songhe only made a token attempt to scare him. Seeing Chen Mo's two legs running like they were on a motor, he didn't chase after him.

Calculate the time.

The people in the camp haven't arrived at their units yet. If they go back now, they'll most likely not have any food to eat. The few people left behind probably ate dinner before dark.

Chen Mo wasn't in a hurry.

I ran to the small kitchen window in the military canteen, ordered a few vegetarian dishes, and grabbed some steamed buns to eat with gusto.

Until they were full and satisfied.

They then boarded two military vehicles provided by Xu Dong and headed straight for the Taishan Sergeant Academy.

He returned around nine o'clock in the evening.

Apart from the army aviation unit, which had already arrived, the other companies in the battalion were still en route.

The exercise ends and everyone assembles quickly, but cleaning up the battlefield is not so easy.

Collecting spent shell casings, repairing tanks, and performing post-battle maintenance all need to be done properly.

Otherwise, with a return journey of one or two hundred kilometers at a time, probably half of the tanks would break down on the way; those big guys have quite a temper.

If things don't go your way at the slightest bit, you really won't leave.

Since the relocation was imminent and there was a lot to do, Chen Mo arranged for the guards to stay at the East Campus and then stopped paying attention to them.

He summoned the clerk and asked him to compile a list of the battalion's personnel. According to the military region's requirements, everyone's position and company affiliation had to be clearly written down.

With a unit number, the entire battalion will no longer be "lone ghosts." They will have their own armbands, and all the benefits of being a directly subordinate unit of the regiment will be made public.

This must be taken seriously.

Finished with this.

Chen Mo ran downstairs again and arranged for the patrolling soldiers to clean up all the roads, greenery, and even trash cans in the East and West campuses.

The transfer won't happen so quickly; it would be good if we could get definite news in half a month.

But he had to leave first; the college was holding an awards ceremony and a flag-giving ceremony tomorrow.

At least, before you leave, tidy up all the places that need tidying up.

I've been complaining about being poor for so long.

On the day I get a police number, I have to be a nouveau riche at least once.

Around 10:30 pm.

All the main forces of the demonstration battalion have finally returned.

One after another, the main battle vehicles entered the camp in formation, and the soldiers returned in triumph, like an invincible army.

Everyone walked in with smiles on their faces and with great morale, striding in with high spirits and great strides.

It seems that after the failed adjustments, many soldiers and officers have probably realized that this failure is not shameful.

"battalion commander!!"

After the tanks were put into storage, Cheng Dong, Wang Jianbin, Man Xuexi, and several others came running over, looking travel-worn.

Chen Mo smiled and nodded: "Everyone has worked hard. Let the cooks hurry up and prepare some dinner. In five minutes, blow the assembly whistle, I have something to announce."

"Okay!!"

When Man Xuexi heard that a large meeting was going to be held, he turned around and went to inform the battalion duty officer. Among the few people present, apart from him, who was able to run errands, the rest of them were all of higher rank than him.

I can't do it without running.

"Is this some good news?" Wang Jianbin pushed up his glasses and laughed, "Even the strategic assault division has been crippled by us, and our current combat strength far surpasses that of the former Blue Army battalion."

"If you ask me, they should be given a designation. They keep calling it 'Demonstration Battalion' all day long, but they don't even have a code name. It's too shabby."

"Give."

"The military region has made it clear that they will give us unit numbers, and the flag will be presented tomorrow afternoon."

Chen Mo responded calmly.

"See? I told you we should definitely give it to them. With this level of combat strength, why would we be afraid the experiment wouldn't succeed?"

Wang Jianbin confidently drew his conclusion, but Cheng Dong stood beside him, remaining silent throughout.

He knows the scholar too well.

No one knows better than Cheng Dong how many sleepless nights the scholar stayed up to lead the demonstration camp well and to live up to the leader's trust.

The demonstration battalion looks quite strong in combat effectiveness and has good cohesion, but all the decisions and directions are controlled by Xiucai alone.

Now that he's about to be given a designation, he can't possibly remain so calm.

"Has something happened?" Cheng Dong asked in a low voice.

"It doesn't count."

Chen Mo sighed: "This battle was fought too fiercely, wiping out the main force of the 188th Division, which led other military regions to mistakenly believe that the information technology experiment had reached a successful stage."

"Many people are watching us closely. They're issuing us unit designations tomorrow because they're worried that some military regions will dismantle us."

"Therefore, for the sake of the overall situation and to maintain balance with other units in the military region, we will be redeploying our troops within the next month."

"Of course, there are also advantages to redeploying troops."

"That means the entire battalion was awarded a collective first-class merit on the day it was granted its designation. It was a first-class merit battalion with a designation, not a battalion-level designation."

"It's a regimental-level unit number."

Regimental level?!

Cheng Dong and Wang Jianbin exchanged a glance, clearly shocked by the news.

Isn't this too fast?
Although both of them were well aware that even with a regimental-level designation, the personnel could not be fully replenished within the next month due to the relocation.

But that's the designation of the main force regiment.

It was a main force regiment under the command of a major military region, so there was almost no doubt about it.

If additional staffing is needed in the future.

With the entire military region providing full support, it should only take a month or two.

By the time.

The scholar was likely to become a regimental-level officer, while Cheng Dong, who had served as a company-level officer for seven years, could very well become a deputy regimental-level chief of staff.

Be nice!

How is this any different from dreaming?
(End of this chapter)