Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 50 Who is the new recruit?

"Chief, please give me the flag."

Chen Mo checked the backpack on his body to make sure it was all tied tightly so that he wouldn't run in front and the goods would be scattered in the back. He reached out to take the flag.

"No, don't call me Chief." Liang Hongjie quickly shook his head and corrected him: "You can call me Platoon Leader or just my name. I just graduated this year and am here for an internship."

"Yes, platoon leader."

Chen Mo chuckled. Of course he knew that Liang Hongjie was an intern at the military academy.

Mainly because the features are too obvious.

All the company's cadres' shoulder straps were gold, except for him, who had the red cadet rank.

"Platoon leader, which college did you graduate from?"

"Oh, it's the Armored Forces Engineering Academy." Liang Hongjie opened the company flag and handed it to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was quite surprised when he learned the university the other party graduated from.

In this era, the only armored forces academy is the one in Kyoto.

Moreover, at present, there are very few officers who have officially graduated from military academies, and the national defense student policy has not yet begun.

Most of the cadres are promoted veterans or volunteers who have been transferred to officers, and their overall educational level is relatively low.

People like Liang Hongjie who come from a formal "professional" background will be very popular in the future trend of adaptation. As long as they don't mess around, they can be promoted to a regular battalion commander or a deputy regiment commander without any pressure.

Chen Mo took the company flag and waved it twice, looking at the slogan on it with red background and gold letters that read "52875 New Recruits Second Company".

A sense of heroism emerged from the bottom of my heart.

As the saying goes, "A brave general emerges from the wheel." When a company's flag goes to the battlefield, this flag carries the spirit and backbone of the entire company.

It represents the morale of the entire Second Company of Recruits, so we cannot be careless about it.

"Leave, platoon leader."

Chen Mo held the flag, greeted Liang Hongjie, and then headed towards the training ground first.

"Why do I feel like I'm a new recruit?" Liang Hongjie muttered and followed Chen Mo obediently.

Since the instructor gave him the task of guarding, he had to stay there all the time. He had heard many old soldiers talk about Xiucai in the past two days, but he had never dealt with him.

After today's contact, he began to understand why the new recruit in front of him was so famous in the company.

This new recruit is a little too mature, and he doesn't have the caution and confusion that he should have when he first joins the camp.

Chen Mo carried a backpack and the company flag and walked to the training ground.

His unique look quickly attracted the attention of all the recruits in the company, especially those in Class 8.

Lao Pao pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yang Dali, Zhu Gaituan and Feng Junling stared with their eyes wide open.

An expression of envy and regret for not applying to the class monitor earlier.

After all, in the eyes of most recruits, the first thing a leader carries when carrying the flag is not responsibility, but the dazzling attention.

For a group of young boys, it is extremely tempting.

Of course, this is exactly the role model that the company cadres want.

Instructor Huo Linshan looked at Chen Mo who was ready with a smile, then turned to Cheng Dongdao and boasted: "What do you think, Old Cheng? I said that Xiucai is the most suitable role model."

"Humph!"

Although Cheng Dong agreed with Fatty Huo's statement in his heart, he said stubbornly: "We'll know whether it's a mule or a horse after we've seen it. I hope this kid doesn't learn Cheng Yaojin's axe. He only has those two moves."

After humming twice.

Cheng Dong looked at the officer on duty and said loudly: "What are you still standing there for?"

"Wait for me to send you off with drums and gongs. Get all the classes ready and let's go!"

"Yes."

The officer on duty put the whistle in his mouth and blew it with all his might.

"Beep-beep."

"All of them, turn right."

"Each class will form two columns, with one class leading the way and the others following behind. Each class leader must remind everyone not to fall behind. If any class has problems, the class leader will conduct a self-criticism after lights out."

"Set off!!"

Night training has begun.

Because the 20-kilometer target was too large and the training ground could not be expanded, the soldiers had to leave the barracks and run around the outskirts of Tao Village during the evening exercises during the physical training week.

Chen Mo, carrying the flag, was the vanguard leading the way for each squad, while Liang Hongjie was the cadre who led Chen Mo's way.

As the duty officer gave the order.

Chen Mo waved the company flag in his hand, raised his hands high, and began to lead the way along the road.

Tap tap tap.
The long green dragon danced, the crowd surged, and the gathering team became larger and larger.

The night training is not limited to the Second Company. All the new recruits from the First, Third and Fourth Company camps far away are dispatched.

A team of several hundred people is quite large.

Chen Mo is not tall, but he can still run steadily in front and lead the team with the flag in both hands, and he really plays a good leading role.

That guy made the two squads at the head of the second company excited and swept away the fatigue brought by the day's training.

Rushing forward with a roar.

Xiucai's name was quite famous in the company, and the platoon leader had an "old grudge" against him. Seeing this slippery boy leading the team with a heavy load, he was so jealous that his teeth itched.

"Shift one, shift two, shift three, run, walk, one, two, three, four."

"Squad leader, let me pass the soldier at the front of the line."

"Go ahead."

The roar mixed with the coldness of the night, and the night training began.

The second company started like a sword drawn from its sheath, sprinting at full speed.

"God damn it, who the hell is leading the Second Company? How many minutes can they keep running like this? They'll drag down everyone behind them."

Chen Mo is leading the team, and a whole row of people want to chase them. How can we let them succeed so easily?
But their behavior made the other companies so angry that they almost jumped up and down.

"Hey, the second team, they've been going crazy for a few rounds, can't they pass the rest?"

The veterans at the head of the first and third companies gritted their teeth, carried the flag and led the team to chase Chen Mo.

We have to give chase. If the Second Company charges too hard and gets far ahead, and the company commander sees it, won't he get furious?

But long-distance pulling requires persistence, not a sprint.

But when the two veterans finally caught up with the leader of the second company, they saw that it was a new recruit carrying a backpack and a flag.

There is also a cadre to protect him.

They were both dumbfounded.

It’s bad enough that new recruits are allowed to lead the physical training during the week-night training, but how dare they carry weights?

"Scholar? Are you the leader?"

The veterans of the company recognized Chen Mo. After all, the veteran had declared his sovereignty on the train before. A new recruit who was valued by the veteran investigator must come and pay his respects, right?

Many squad leaders have an impression of him.

Due to the strong wind, running and slogans shouted from behind, Chen Mo did not hear the voice of inquiry, but noticed that there were teams following on both sides.

Out of courtesy, he also waved to the two leading squad leaders, and the gesture looked like a greeting of "Comrades, thank you for your hard work."

"Depend on!"

Seeing that they were new recruits, the veteran soldiers from other companies didn't dare to go up and ask any more questions, so they had to grit their teeth and run along with them.

Try not to fall behind and don’t let the second company take the lead.

But this way of running was fine for a few hundred meters. After five hundred meters, the platoon leader of the second company had to give the order for the front of the team to slow down.

Maintain formation.

The other companies also slowed down and no longer had the intention of rushing to be the first.

But when they lowered their stance, the four flag bearers started to clash with them.

Chen Mo held the flag and moved forward at a constant speed, getting farther and farther away from the company, so that the veterans in charge of the other three companies did not dare to slow down.

If I lose to a new recruit, how will I survive in the future?
One kilometer, two kilometers, three kilometers
He kept running until Liang Hongjie's legs became weak, his chest ached as if it was about to explode, and he felt dizzy and could no longer keep up with Chen Mo's pace.

He bent over and gasped.

Looking up at the front, Chen Mo was sprinting almost side by side with the three veterans, running like a perpetual motion machine.

Looking back, I could not even see any people in the queue of new recruits a few hundred meters behind me except for the faint sound of slogans.

Based on your own situation.

Lao Liang couldn't help but sigh: "Who the hell is the new recruit here?"

The leader was left behind. How can we seek justice?

(End of this chapter)