What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 283 Blueprints Distributed
"Everyone stay close, no one is allowed to fall behind, report any problems, and move forward in two columns according to the order!"

At dusk at Echeng Railway Station, Bai Hantao gave an order, and more than a hundred young men who had disembarked from the train quickly lined up and walked out.

Ten chartered buses were already waiting outside, and the students, carrying large and small bags, boarded the buses one by one.

Although they were dressed casually, their energy and efficient movements filled Tang Wen with envy.

"Formal training is still the best. Why don't you guys help me train too?"

Bai Hantao quickly shook his head; he knew all too well what kind of people the club members in Gaijin's training class were.

At first, he thought that the high-intensity and even somewhat inhumane training methods in Da Wan were inappropriate. However, after observing for a few days, he found that these former gang members were simply unmanageable and could not be controlled without drastic measures.

If it were just a matter of being unruly, that would be one thing; the old squad leader had plenty of ways to deal with him.

The most devastating thing is their appalling level of education; they have to relearn even elementary school knowledge, which is truly frustrating.

I can't teach him, I simply can't teach him!
Tang Wen was somewhat disappointed, so he had no choice but to talk about the training regulations:

"The Liaoyue has been launched and is ready to go at any time. However, the tourist area will open tomorrow, so the Liaoyue and Shuangyue will remain in port for 10 days to be open to tourists before the Liaoyue sets sail."

In addition, HMS Friendship (401) and HMS New Wind (403) have also returned to port, with HMS Friendship (401) serving as a training ship.

Some of the students from Dawan will take bus 402 to Nansha. Excluding the flight class, there are 690 people. Adding the 170 students you brought, and including the teaching assistants and instructors from both sides, there are about 900 people in total.

I suggest that 160 people be assigned to the Friendship ship, and the rest to the Liaoyue ship; that would just fill the required number of personnel.

The Liaoyue was the newly built Algeria, which was also assigned to the Dongjiang Joint Defense Team and numbered 502.

Bai Hantao had no objection to this arrangement:
"These 10 days are a good time to reassign departments and let them get to know each other."

……

With the reopening of tourist areas, club members who have been training gruelingly for some time will be temporarily relocated to abandoned schools in town, inevitably reducing the intensity of their training.

But before they could even celebrate, the real students from the north arrived.

Two teams, one large and one small, stood on the track, listening to Tang Wen and Bai Hantao's instructions.

The local students in Goose City didn't think much of it at first, but when they heard that the students from the Naval Academy mainly held management positions, they immediately became unhappy.

The group, which had been behaving themselves after the last brawl, started acting up again, making so much noise that it even drowned out the microphone.

Chen Quanrong immediately restored order and shouted angrily:
"What are you all shouting about? Shut up and get down!"

The noise stopped abruptly, and then they all lay down on the ground in a neat, uniform push-up position.

Chen Quanrong: "What were you trying to say just now?"

Immediately, a bolder person raised their head and shouted:
"Instructor Chen, we're not having it! Why are they all promoted to management positions right away, while we're stuck as ordinary seamen?"

"Exactly, I disagree!"

"Why?"

"..."

Others joined in the clamor, showing no fear, for obedience and cowardice are two different things.

Tang Wen looked at Bai Hantao and shrugged, indicating that he couldn't control it either.

Bai Hantao looked at the students he had brought. Compared to the thuggish students from the Greater Bay Area, they seemed a bit lost, staring blankly at the commotion around them.

Bai Hantao: "Principal Tang is willing to reserve the best technical positions for you, but the other trainees are not satisfied. What will you do?"

A few seconds later, someone shouted:
"Report, let's have a competition!"

The others quickly joined in, shouting:

"Let's compare! Let's compare!"

Nearly two hundred people shouted in unison, their momentum no less than that of the local students.

Tang Wen walked up to the group of people who were still lying down:
"I know you're not convinced, but you've only been learning for a month, while they've been learning for three or four years. They know more and are more skilled than you. Of course, I'm very principled. In the subsequent training and practice, everyone will be judged solely on their performance. Whoever is the best will take the lead!"

"If you do a good job, I'll give you a bonus; if you don't, just shut up. Got it?"

"no!"

The three-fold number of club members seemed to be seeking revenge, shouting at the top of their lungs.

"Good, very energetic! Stand up, everyone!"

Bai Hantao also looked at the students he had brought:

"They accepted the challenge. Tell me, is it your spirit or theirs?"

"We are the most energetic!"

After this initial instigation, the atmosphere between the newly acquainted amateur sailors and the formally trained students became extremely tense, almost irreconcilable.

The lowest-ranking crew members are just cleaning the deck and doing odd jobs. The students of the Darian traveled thousands of miles by train, only to be forced to do manual labor at the bottom.
The club members were even more unconvinced. They had already confirmed with the students who had arrived earlier that the Naval Academy had very few opportunities for actual combat. How could they, who lived and ate on the ship all day, be outdone by a bunch of outsiders?
Tang Wen was very satisfied with the tense atmosphere; competition is what drives growth!
Despite his high spirits in front of the students, Bai Hantao said with a hint of resentment:

"My principal, it's already dangerous for a group of students to go out to sea. Aren't you afraid of causing trouble at sea by doing this?"

Tang Wen said nonchalantly, "This is what training in complex situations looks like. Besides, as long as the ship doesn't explode on the spot, what kind of trouble could possibly occur?"

"alright."

Bai Hantao sighed, but he didn't think his side would lose; there wasn't a single one left.

At this moment, Tang Wen suddenly said:

"By the way, there's an artillery section in the training assessment, have you guys been practicing it?"

Bai Hantao's expression froze.

He then remembered that the local students at Gaikin all received live-fire training, and probably fired more cannons in a week than the naval academy did in a year.

"Wait a minute, isn't this inappropriate?"

"Old Bai, all four turrets on the Liaoyue are genuine, and there are nearly a hundred of them."

"This is not fair! I want to apply for extra training sessions at night and for training equipment!"

……

Wow, it's a foreigner!

"Where? Where?"

"It's right there by the window!"

From a second-floor window, a blonde ship girl curiously watched the crowd that almost filled the street, wondering why they were so excited to see her.

Tang Wen, who was walking over, noticed that his ship girl was almost becoming a tourist attraction, so he quickly pulled her inside, closed the window, and warned her:
"Don't show your face when there are a lot of people, otherwise I'm afraid our walls will be broken down."

Tang Wen was genuinely nervous. The tourist area, which had reopened for the second time, experienced another surge in visitor numbers, almost doubling the number from the last reopening.

After receiving the ticket booking data the night before, the local authorities quickly implemented traffic control measures, prohibiting even motorcycles from freely passing through, and focusing all their efforts on public transportation.

With their newfound experience, the townspeople spontaneously began clearing out their houses to rent out, and Tang Wen regretted not moving to Goose City.

On the first day, he was forced to stay at home and his spirits were somewhat low.

"We can't afford to fall any further!"

Tang Wen glanced at the still-sleeping ship girl, got up, and started browsing the BBS on his computer.

A while later, his phone rang. It was Yan Jian:

"Hello? The blueprints for the Type 055 destroyer have been officially issued. Also, we have the underwater demolition expert you requested. Would you like to meet him?"

(End of this chapter)