Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 96 It seems that this time it is a big fish

If someone says that he is the best scout, it will most likely cause anger in the reconnaissance company.

Not everyone can give themselves the title of the best.

But when Chen Mo said it, it seemed like everything was so natural.

No one objected, even the veterans of the on-site reconnaissance company had pride written all over their faces.

Watching the convoy go away.

Huo Linshan pondered for a moment, then turned around and said, "Alright, it's getting late, let's go back to our posts."

"Xiao Liang, go drive the scholar back to Tao Village."

"Yes."

Liang Hongjie responded and turned to run towards the camp.

As for Huolinshan and Wang Jianyong, they both had to stay and call back the people from the distant reconnaissance company. If the motor vehicle company and the artillery battalion wanted to search, they could do whatever they wanted.

Anyway, this matter has been reported to the brigade headquarters today, and the investigation efforts of various units will be greatly increased. This is related to the military region's weapons and personnel organization, which is no trivial matter.

Whether it is the instructor or the veterans in the company.

No one mentioned the big green stick, even the bottle in Chen Mo's hand and the two bottles that Liang Hongjie brought over later. No one said a word.

As if by tacit agreement, Chen Mo got on the military vehicle back to Tao Village with beer in his pocket.

In the 1990s, the concept of drunk driving was still very weak. Besides, Liang Hongjie was scared into sobering up.

Driving back.

Lao Liang turned his head to look, raised his hand and patted his forehead, and said after a long time: "Scholar, I really don't know how to praise you."

"Just lucky." Chen Mo smiled.

"This isn't a matter of luck." Liang Hongjie looked up and thought: "I just saw the instructor clenching two knives in his hands. Even the instructor was scared, you know?"

"Did you ever think before you rushed in, what if there were more people and you couldn't handle them?"

"I know that no matter what you said, you definitely didn't think before you rushed in. You are very brave, but you must be more measured in the future."

"Thank you for your concern, Platoon Commander. I'll take note of it."

Chen Mo thanked him sincerely.

In fact, he had really thought about it before rushing forward, but who could have imagined that three people could do something as covert as taking secret photos together?
He had never caught a spy. He had only heard people say that someone in a certain unit was really lucky and ran into someone taking secret photos in the back mountain while on patrol.

"Anyway, you've really shown your face this time. If you go to the headquarters tomorrow, try to speak passionately."

"Xiucai, come on!!"

"Yes, platoon leader."

Chen Mo nodded, and then both of them fell silent.

Only vehicles were bumping along the road.

Liang Hongjie has a strong scholarly air, but that's normal.

In the 1990s, it would have been unusual to be admitted to the Kyoto Armored Forces Academy if one was not too bookish.

But his thinking went astray.

Whether you have a high or low score in a military academy is actually not that important once you enter the college.

Whether you get in with 600 points or 500 points, the outcome of graduation and joining the army is almost the same. It is not appropriate to describe myself as an idealist's self-hypnosis.

In other words, whether it is a military academy or the army, it does not only look at academics or culture.

After all, the army is a violent institution used by the country to maintain peace. If you want to integrate into it, you must learn to put aside your self-righteous student identity.

For example, Wang Jianyong also knew that Chen Mo was in danger at the time, but his approach was very direct. He persuaded Chen Mo not to treat him as a clerk.

Go to Class 14 and learn how to capture prisoners from him.

The words are rough, but they are in line with the military's ethos.

Veterans will never advise others to weigh the pros and cons when encountering problems in the future; they will only feel that the training was not tough enough.

This is why Liang Hongjie always feels that he cannot integrate into the grassroots.

The vehicle stopped downstairs of the second company's recruit dormitory.

Chen Mo got out of the car with three bottles of Big Green Stick, looked up at the night sky, and then patted the door of the cab and grinned, "Platoon Leader, Happy New Year."

"what?!"

"Uh, yes, Happy New Year." Liang Hongjie responded with a smile.

"By the way, Platoon Leader, the new year is coming after today. I've taken over the clerical duties. If you have nothing to do in the company, why don't you come with me? When we're assigned to the company, we can find a squad and go out for drill with those veterans."

"How about training for half a year first?"

"Okay, that's great."

Liang Hongjie understood what Chen Mo meant and nodded decisively.

"Well, goodbye, Platoon Leader!!"

Chen Mo stood there, watching Liang Hongjie turn around and drive away.

He then pursed his lips and walked towards the second floor.

In fact, Chen Mo wanted to say those words just now when he was in the clerical office and heard Liang Hongjie complaining about not being able to integrate into the reconnaissance company.

How to integrate?

The veterans in the reconnaissance company were training hard all day long, while Liang Hongjie was just the fourth platoon leader and doing clerical work.

It’s not okay to be so tired that you can’t straighten your back.

There is nothing in common between them, and they cannot resonate with the veterans. He was parachuted in as an officer.

Even if the king of heaven came, he would not be able to fit in under such circumstances.

Why does Chen Mo have such a good relationship with the veterans all day long? It’s because he is willing to train hard, run fast, throw grenades far, and shoot accurately.

When veterans want to praise him, they can always find a lot of common points to praise him, and they can even brag about him together during casual chat.

But if you ask such a group of rough guys to praise Liang Hongjie, how can they praise him?
Should we praise him for his good handwriting? Or should we praise him for his ability to write reports and understand articles?
That's just making things difficult for others.

When Chen Mo returned to Class 8, it was already past lights-out time and the entire dormitory was quiet.

He originally thought that everyone was asleep.

Chen Mo tiptoed to the metal cabinet and was about to take off his clothes.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
One head, two heads, as if they had discussed it beforehand, all popped out from under the covers.

"Damn! Class deputy? You scared me."

The voice came from Zhu Gaituan, who was sleeping on the upper bunk at the innermost side.

"What's the big deal? Are you so timid?" Chen Mo saw that no one was asleep yet, so he didn't need to be cautious. He took off his military coat, folded it and stuffed it into the cabinet, put three bottles of green stick on the ground, started to change his shoes, and prepared to go to the first floor to wash up.

"That's for sure."

Li Zhiang, who was sleeping on the upper bunk near the door, raised his head and tilted his head to look towards the door.

"Deputy squad leader, you weren't standing at the wall when you came in. Did you see the squad leader squatting there?"

"No."

"Huh, that's not bad." Yang Dali said from behind, "Deputy class leader, you don't know, roll call was supposed to be held later tonight."

"Squad Leader Wang from Class 7 suddenly came over and said evening roll call was cancelled and everyone had to go to bed. No running around or chatting was allowed."

"They say there's a leader inspecting tonight, and all the squad leaders are squatting against the wall to listen. If they catch any squad talking, they'll drag them downstairs and run ten kilometers."

Chen Mo:
The squad leader Wang that Yang Dali mentioned was Wang Jianyong, the first one to arrive at the arrest scene. That guy was squatting at the wall for no reason.

Even now, he's probably still hanging around there.

I have to say that people born in the 1990s have not experienced the baptism of the Internet explosion era. They are so simple and cute.

That's a lame excuse.

If it were put on after 2010, I'm afraid even a ten-year-old wouldn't be able to be coaxed.

No wonder there was no movement from the squads when he went upstairs just now. All the veterans in the company, except those on duty, ran out to look for someone. He had to scare them before leaving.

"Okay guys, the squad leader isn't squatting at the wall anymore. I brought you some beer."

"Today is New Year's Day. Anyone who wants to drink can come and try it. Only three bottles are available."

"Everyone gets a little, and it's like Chinese New Year."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he took the small yellow basin and went downstairs to the bathroom to wash up.

The rumbling sound behind me was the sound of a group of new recruits in shorts getting out of bed.

But when he came back after washing up, the six people were squatting in front of the metal cabinet, surrounding three bottles of beer, and no one moved.

"What are you standing there for? Drink!"

Chen Mo looked at everyone strangely.

"Deputy class leader, you can even get beer, that's amazing! We were thinking of waiting for you to join us."

Yang Dali chuckled, grabbed the bottle and bit off the lid. It was obvious that this guy was a veteran. After gulping down a few mouthfuls, he smacked his lips and passed it to the next person.

The New Year in the military camp is very ordinary. There is no reunion dinner with family, no festive decorations, and no excitement of fireworks and firecrackers.

A few energetic young men in shorts sat in a dark dormitory, drinking beer one after another, which actually tasted worse than soda.

But they were all very happy, boasting quietly about how much delicious food there was during the New Year in their hometowns.

Bragging about the new clothes made at home at this time of year in previous years, and the occasional New Year's money saved.

After all, I am older, and my parents will not take my money by force. As we chatted, it became late at night.

New Year's Eve of 1998 passed just like that.

Generally speaking, the army does not arrange training on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

There will also be some corresponding entertainment programs, but the recruit company is not so particular, at most they will have a national defense education class.

Give half a day to rest.

Waking up half an hour later or something.

At half past six, it was already light outside.

“Beep-beep!!” “Wake up.”

A sharp whistle and a deep voice exploded in the corridor.

Chen Mo turned over and got up. Before he squatted down and started to make the quilt, Wang Jianyong, the monitor of Class 7 next door, pushed the door and walked into the dormitory with a big dark circle under his eyes.

"Scholar."

"arrive!!"

"Hurry down and wash up. Someone from the Military Affairs Department is here. You know what to say when you get to the headquarters, right?"

"Anyway, you don't have to be afraid. Just say whatever you need to say. There are people providing food over there. Don't be polite after you've eaten and drunk enough. Just tell me whatever you want to ask."

"I understand, squad leader."

Chen Mo picked up the basin under the bed and stood up. When he walked to the window, he saw that the people from the Military Affairs Department had indeed arrived.

Two people with white helmets, red epaulettes, white belts and white gloves stood downstairs, standing out from the crowd.

Normally, there would be no patrols coming to the recruit company. I wonder if the way they greeted people was to disgust the reconnaissance company?
Chen Mo muttered to himself. He hadn't mentioned catching spies last night, and naturally he hadn't mentioned going to the brigade headquarters.

The people in Class 8 were all quite surprised when they heard that someone from the Military Affairs Department was coming early in the morning.

I lay down by the window and stared at the downstairs.

"Wow, this helmet comes in white?" Feng Junling was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Chen Mo: "Deputy Squad Leader, what unit is this Military Affairs Section? It looks really cool."

"Can I go to the military affairs department when I join the company?"

Why! ! !
sloppy.

Chen Mo opened his mouth to stop Feng Junling from saying anything, but the words just came out of his mouth, so how could he really stop him?

Nima.

If Lao Pao were here, he would probably just say that this kind of unit is not good and will attract hatred.

But Wang Jianyong is not a veteran. The feud between the reconnaissance company and the patrol has a long history.

Is it okay to say that you want to be a patrol in front of the scout veteran?

Sure enough, Wang Jianyong, who was standing aside waiting for Chen Mo, heard that someone wanted to be a patrolman, and he looked up at Feng Junling.

"You want to go to the Military Affairs Department?"

"Report, yes, squad leader, I think they are quite handsome."

"Okay." Wang Jianyong nodded. "The military affairs department's training standards are different from ours. Let's go wash up and eat first."

"After dinner, I'll take you guys through the training standards of the Military Affairs Department."

Several people in Class 8 didn't realize the ambiguity of this sentence.

Chen Mo sighed while holding the basin. He could only wish his brothers a happy new year.

Trouble comes from the mouth.

As they went downstairs, Chen Mo whispered to Wang Jianyong, "Squad leader, they are all new recruits. You have to be gentle."

"Don't worry, I'm not that unreliable."

Wang Jianyong spoke very beautifully.

You can go to the first floor.

Before anything happened, he opened his mouth and said to the passing veteran: "There are a few bastards in the eighth squad who want to be patrol officers."

"It seems I still need some practice."

This was said not only to the veteran, but also to the two patrolmen downstairs.

That guy, the old soldiers passing by were all more dramatic than the other, gritting their teeth.

Seeing this, Chen Mo turned around and went into the bathroom.

He had already decided to go to the brigade headquarters today and delay the time no matter what and come back as late as possible.

It would be best if I could get back before lunch in the afternoon.

After washing up, Chen Mo didn't bother to remind him. It was better to be kept in the dark anyway. It would be better to feel comfortable for a while.

Who knows what those old soldiers will do after dinner?
Chen Mo returned to the dormitory, changed into casual clothes, put on rubber-soled cloth shoes, and adjusted his military uniform several times before going downstairs and taking a car to leave.

At the headquarters of the 7th Hedong Armored Brigade, in the office of Brigade Commander Wei Jinan.

Under normal circumstances, at around six or seven o'clock, deputy division-level cadres like them would not come to the unit so early.

But the first day of the new year is still a period of war preparation.

Plus what happened last night.

The brigade commander and the political commissar had hardly slept last night. They had just sat down after a busy night. Both of them had big dark circles under their eyes and sat on the sofa in the office, with strong tea in their ceramic cups.

Sip it one sip at a time.

The news that a new recruit in the Taocun recruit company had caught a spy was leaked to the brigade headquarters around 10 o'clock last night. At 12 o'clock, the brigade headquarters called the military duty room to inform them.

Report the specific situation to the military chief on duty.

In the second half of the night, the brigade sent the report materials directly to the military region. The speed was astonishing.

In the reconnaissance company, many people hadn't realized at all that the materials had already appeared in the military headquarters.

The three people caught by Chen Mo were at the military headquarters at this time. They had contacted the national security department and were on their way.

The brigade is making a fuss about nothing. They don't need to mobilize such a large force to catch a secret photographer.

But after the things were brought back to the brigade, the military affairs department carefully checked the film.

Although the picture is not clear, it is not very clear.

But you can probably still see it.

Not only were photos of the Hedong military camp's combat readiness outings discovered, but photos of other units, such as the navigation company, military airport, etc., were also taken.

There are more than a thousand photos in total, covering more than a dozen military bases.

Shooting on this scale is no longer something that a brigade-level unit can handle.

The materials were submitted to the brigade in the name of the reconnaissance company. Fortunately, the new recruits who caught people were often reported in the brigade newspaper during this period, received commendations from the military district, and won third-class merit in the competition.

He is a typical example of an excellent soldier.

With these prerequisites, the material is quite easy to write.

He returned to Taocun military camp alone from the reconnaissance company, and then went out on night duty with the veterans. He discovered spies on the patrol route and captured them bravely.

The reason they picked people up early in the morning was not that the Military Affairs Department was trying to anger the Reconnaissance Company, but that the incident itself had already exceeded the Reconnaissance Company's initial judgment.

Including instructor Huo Linshan, they also did not sleep all night and were called to the brigade headquarters in the middle of the night.

The materials to be submitted were the result of him racking his brains and spending a lot of effort to come up with them.

Now, he was standing at the entrance to the first floor of the brigade headquarters, squatting on the ground and smoking.

I have thrown away six or seven cigarette butts.

But don't get me wrong, Old Huo is not worried, he is just too excited to sit still.

You know, at this juncture, the troops have already started large-scale military exercises against Taiwan, and military secrets and security education have been reiterated and mentioned many times at the conference held before the New Year.

It is of utmost importance.

Suddenly at this critical moment, the scholar caught the secret photographer and caught a big fish.

In other words, the military district has not yet defined it, but there is no doubt that the rewards from above will definitely not be small.

Even the entire reconnaissance company will benefit from it.

Huo Linshan squatted in the open space in front of the office building, threw away the cigarette butt, and crushed it with his foot.

When I looked up at the gate in the distance.

Just at this moment, the car of the Military Affairs Department came in. Old Huo raised his hand to wipe his mouth, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and tried to make himself look more neat.

He stood up and ran quickly towards the car.

This was Chen Mo's first time at the 7th Armored Brigade Headquarters. He had just gotten out of the car and hadn't had time to look around.

I saw Huo Linshan coming towards me, running towards me in a hurry.

“Hello, instructor!!”

Chen Mo stood at attention and saluted.

Then, he looked at the exhausted Huo Linshan with some suspicion and said with a smile: "Instructor, why are you here so early?"

"I'm not early." Huo Linshan was in no mood to say more. He simply waved his hand and said, "I'm talking to you, scholar."

"Go to the brigade commander's office later and talk about what happened last night. Don't mention drinking or anything that happened in the reconnaissance company's clerk's office."

"Let's say last night, you were out on patrol with the squad leader of Squad 7. You stumbled upon a bright light in the distance. When you went to investigate alone, you spotted someone filming."

"You still have to follow the original instructions for the rest of the process, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo immediately realized what was going on.

I'm afraid the materials submitted by the company have been embellished. The materials certainly cannot say that he, a private, left the barracks in the middle of the night and returned to the recruit company alone.

"Instructor, last night, the artillery battalion and the motor company..."

"You don't have to worry about these things."

Huo Linshan interrupted the rest of the conversation. He smiled and patted Chen Mo on the shoulder: "Just do as I say and report boldly."

"The brigade is aware of some things, but that's not important. We need to hear your report as the person involved."

"Understand?"

"Yes, instructor."

Chen Mo stood at attention and puffed out his chest.

It seems that it was a big fish last night, otherwise the instructor would not be so nervous.

Not to mention that he didn't even go to the Military Affairs Department.

Go straight to the brigade commander's office.

(End of this chapter)