I asked you to repeat your senior year of high school, but did you miss out on joining the military

Chapter 415: Return to the Academy, a Holy Land in the Eyes of Soldiers
After collecting the checked suitcase, Chen Jun strode out of Kyoto International Airport.

The plane was not delayed.

The airport lives up to its name "international" because it is very lively.

Even though it was winter and even though it was past eight o'clock in the evening, there were still crowds of people nearby.

During the New Year holidays these days, I have been used to the deserted small village, so it is a bit strange to see so many people suddenly appearing.

Chen Jun moved his feet to a slightly off-the-beaten-path place, took out his cell phone from his pocket, turned it on, then lowered his head to glance at the screen.

It shows two missed text messages.

One of them was a warm reminder that I had won a prize, and the other was that bastard Yang Chuanzhou asked me when I would arrive in Kyoto and asked me to call him back.

That guy had nothing to do in the second battalion all day, so he should have set off long ago.

Li Haiyao didn't send a message. Chen Jun silently calculated the time and guessed that she should not have arrived in Pengcheng yet.

Because there is no direct flight from Liucheng to Pengcheng, you need to transfer in the middle, even if you leave an hour in advance.

I guess he didn’t arrive earlier than I did.

After calculating the time, Chen Jun then called Lao Yang.

"Hello? Can you hear me? Have you arrived in Kyoto yet?"

The call just came through.

Without waiting for Chen Jun to speak, the sound of Yang Chuanzhou shivering and his upper and lower teeth chattering could be heard through the microphone. From the sound, it seemed that he was quite frozen.

"I just got out of Chaoyang International Airport. How about you?"

"Damn, do you know West Lake Park? There's a parking lot entrance diagonally across the street. Come over here quickly, I'm almost freezing to death."

"My phone light is on, hurry up."

Damn it, why don’t you freeze to death?

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jun cursed with a smile, then picked up the box again and moved towards West Lake Garden.

It was his first time to visit Kyoto International Airport, but he knew that the Saiko Park was right next to it.

Crossing the avenue, I saw from afar a simpleton in military uniform, sitting upright on a stone pier, holding a suitcase in one hand and a cell phone with the light on in the other.

Looking around, who else could it be but Yang Chuanzhou?
Chen Jun took a big step forward and looked him up and down. He couldn't help but grin and said, "Old Yang, why are you squatting here if you're not looking for a place to live?"

"Fuck, you're still asking."

When Yang Chuanzhou saw the main person coming, he stood up and rubbed his hands: "If the political commissar hadn't said that you would also come to Kyoto today, and said that I am more familiar with this place and asked me to take you with me."

"I don't care about your shit, you bastard. I've been freezing here for almost an hour and a half."

The political commissar gave the order?
When Chen Jun heard Lao Yang mention Xu Wensheng, he felt a warm feeling in his heart.

The political commissar was also responsible for conveying the news of Zhongpei's notification, and Lao Yang was assigned to take care of it.

I guess the political commissar was worried that he was too young and it would be inconvenient for him to come to Kyoto where he was unfamiliar with the place.

"How's the trip going these days?"

Chen Jun adjusted his thoughts and asked casually.

"It's a mess. It's a mess."

Speaking of business, Yang Chuanzhou stopped complaining: "The military reform has caused too much noise this time. Most of the military units have started to change their bases."

"During the Chinese New Year, the military held an annual meeting to discuss military reform policies, which were like snowflakes, falling down to all units."

"Changes in garrisons, personnel transfers, demobilizations, layoffs, promotions, training, and changes in numbers are common in almost every military region."

"During this period, all the cadres in the brigade were very nervous, fearing that they would be ordered to transfer or be transferred to civilian jobs."

"You're lucky, you just happened to avoid the most chaotic period."

As Yang Chuanzhou spoke, he looked up at Chen Jun and couldn't help but hum twice.

Obviously, he was quite envious of Chen Jun for having his annual leave at this time.

"Don't talk about me. You came out of the Joint Staff Department of the Military Department and were demoted by the chief. Doesn't the higher-ups mean that they don't want you to be involved in this incident?"

Chen Jun smiled and hugged Lao Yang: "If you hadn't been transferred to the brigade, you would probably have been put on the list of demobilized people."

"Yes."

Yang Chuanzhou nodded without comment. His original personnel transfer was because he had reached his age and some important positions had to be vacated for others.

But as the storm of military reform grew stronger and stronger, he realized that the people above him might have already planned it out and were accumulating strength.

As for him, it was just that the leader, out of consideration for his hard work, sent him to the front-line troops in advance to avoid them.

The two chatted for a while.

Then he set off to take the Airport Line of the subway to Sanyuanqiao. Yang Chuanzhou was indeed very familiar with Kyoto.

With him leading the way, Chen Jun didn't need to hold his phone to check the route or how to find accommodation near the National Defense University.

The airport is in Chaoyang and the college is in Haidian, about thirty or forty kilometers apart.

It was indeed much more convenient to have Lao Yang's live map. After arriving at Sanyuan Bridge, the two of them changed to Metro Line 10 to Xitucheng and found a hotel nearby.

This place is not far from the college. If you report there the next day, you can get there in at least half an hour by car.

The two chatted for a while.

When I received the call from Li Haiyao, he had already boarded the vehicle arranged by the brigade and started to return to the unit.

Chen Jun reported to his family that he was safe.

The two did not discuss further and went back to their rooms to rest.

I have to report tomorrow, and no one knows what I will face in the next three months.

At a time when the military reform is being carried out in a big way, coming to participate in the training of mid-level officers will inevitably be different from other times.

. . . . . . . . . . .

February 2017, 2, the seventh day of the first lunar month, the beginning of spring, was the scheduled time for reporting for the China Training Program.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Chen Jun and Yang Chuanzhou packed their luggage, and he also changed into military uniform.

After preparing their military officer certificates and documents with Zhongpei's seal, the two of them set off together.

Yang Chuanzhou had no experience in leading troops and almost no experience at the grassroots level.

With his qualifications, no matter how strong his background is, he cannot serve as a military commander.

So the college he attended, Zhongpei, was a second-level institution under the National Defense University, namely the Political College.

Specially established for political cadres.

It is not difficult to see from Zhongpei’s arrangements that Yang Chuanzhou was transferred to the 179th Brigade, and later served as either an instructor or the director of the brigade’s political department.

What the deputy political commissar of the brigade said was a bit too difficult. He had no roots in the brigade and no achievements at all.

The above won’t do that.

Chen Jun is also from a second-level college. He will report to the Joint Operations College, but this time the training program is rather special, and the allocation of cadres is concentrated in one area.

Just report to the National Defense University.

If it weren't for special circumstances, a joint operations academy like Chen Jun would not be able to come to Kyoto.

He was directly arranged to go to Changshan, the capital of Hebei Province.

If cadres are trained in a centralized manner, teachers will not have to be too dispersed, and teaching resources can also be concentrated in one place, so as to train a group of commanders and fighters who are capable of serving as commanders and fighters in the new era in the shortest possible time.

The two men, dressed in neat military uniforms, got out of the taxi, dragging suitcases in their hands, and walked more than fifty meters.

Just arrived at the gate of Kyoto National Defense University.

Chen Jun stopped and looked up at the gate of the National Defense University, which was shining brightly in the winter sun.

The golden font and national emblem made him excited.

It is said that the National University of Defense Technology is the starting point, and the National Defense University is the end point for 95% of the students of the National University of Defense Technology and the place for middle and senior military officers to study.

It is a holy place for training middle and senior generals and focusing on military strategies and tactics.

Unexpectedly, he came today too.

Chen Jun took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and was about to set off towards the college with his suitcase in hand with a smile on his face.

At the right gate, a captain in the same military uniform ran up to the two men, stood at attention with his fist and saluted!

"Hello, comrades."

"How may I help you?" "Hello."

Chen Jun stood at attention and quickly returned the greeting. Together with Yang Chuanzhou, he took out his officer certificate and the Zhongpei document notice from his bag.

"Comrade, we are reporting here following orders."

Hand over the documents and certificates to the other party.

The captain glanced at Chen Jun in surprise, reached out to take the document and carefully read it twice.

Naturally, he received the notice for this training session, but all the officers who participated in the training were like Yang Chuanzhou, over 30 or around 40 years old.

He really didn't expect Chen Jun to be so young.

The captain checked the documents, returned the things to them, saluted again, and then pointed to the road opposite the gate of the academy.

"Comrades who want to participate in the training program should go to the red banner to register."

"After registration, someone will lead you to your accommodation."

"Thanks!!"

"Trouble!!"

The two thanked him at the same time, and after receiving the certificates, they lined up one after the other and walked towards the college.

The red banner the other party mentioned was not difficult to find. It was on the road facing the gate of the National Defense University. About thirty or forty meters inside, there were two golden street lamps.

There is a red banner between the two street lights.

Chen Jun stepped into the gate of the academy and looked back at the National Defense University. He felt everything here was amazing.

It is completely different from the Xijing Army Border Defense Academy.

Chen Jun thought that maybe this was a holy place in the minds of soldiers.

It may also be that the house’s front is too grand, and the interior is also spacious and bright.

When people come in, they feel happy.

Unlike the Army Border Defense College, its gate is not as spectacular as the entrance of the regiment headquarters in the army.

Under the red banner, there are two military tents for shelter from the wind.

You don’t need to ask to know that’s the place to register.

Chen Jun walked up to him, put his suitcase at the door of the tent, prepared all his documents, and strode in.

Maybe they set off early. They were scheduled to report today, but it’s not even nine in the morning yet.

In addition to the two colonels who were chatting, there were also several lieutenants sitting nearby.

It doesn't look busy at all.

Seeing someone coming in, several people immediately became serious.

"Reported?"

One of them, a colonel in his forties, stared at Chen Jun and his eyes moved all over his body.

"Yes!!"

Chen Jun responded, then stretched out his hands, placed his ID on the table, and stood at attention.

The colonel did not look at the ID. He just looked at him for a moment and suddenly smiled and said, "Are you Chen Jun from the Eastern First Army?"

"Yes, Comrade Colonel."

When Chen Jun heard this, he was stunned.

Then he looked at the other person in surprise. He had a good memory, and Chen Jun could absolutely guarantee that he had never seen the person in front of him before.

It seemed that he saw Chen Jun's surprise.

The colonel smiled and waved his hand: "Don't be curious, I have also seen the list of applicants this time. The only one who can participate in the training and is so young is you, the commander of the first combined battalion."

"My name is Ji Tong, and I'm the Chief of Staff of the 36th Motorized Infantry Brigade of the 36th Army. Speaking of which, our 179th Division and your th Division both received the notice to be changed to motorized infantry brigades at the same time."

"So, I am quite familiar with you."

“Hello, senior!!”

Upon learning that the other side was the 12th Army and that they belonged to the Eastern Theater, Chen Jun immediately stood at attention and saluted.

The 179th Army would become the st Army a few months later, and according to Chen Jun's memory, the th Brigade would also be assigned to the st Army.

The motorized infantry brigade was the first unit to be uniformly transformed into a combined unit. If my memory serves me correctly, this 36th Brigade should be the future 236st Army of the Eastern Theater Command, which was renamed the th Combined Brigade.

Together with the 179th Combined Brigade, it is one of the six combined brigades of the st Army.

This was unexpected.

I came here to participate in a training course. I haven't started any learning yet, but I got to know a senior who I will work with in the future.

This word "senior" obviously touched Ji Tong's heart. He smiled and waved his hands repeatedly: "There is no such thing as senior or not. We are all comrades who come here to participate in the training."

"I participated once a few years ago. This time, due to special circumstances, the unit wanted to promote informatization and integration, so I was assigned to come again. The faculty of the college also knew me."

"So, let me come over and take care of the reporting."

"I'll do it for you. Xiao Li, take Comrade Chen Jun to the dormitory later and arrange for him to stay next to me."

"Yes!!"

The lieutenant sitting next to him quickly stood up and responded.

It is actually easier to deal with things if you meet someone who knows you. The other party will just symbolically check your ID and cross out your name on the roster.

The process is complete.

When it was Yang Chuanzhou's turn, the other party did not let Chen Jun wait for him.

Although the college for training political cadres is in the same place, the accommodation and class locations are different.

Chen Jun didn't hesitate and followed Xiao Li towards the inner side of the academy.

The National Defense University looks grand from the outside and is even more spacious inside. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with a river flowing in front, lush vegetation, and a quiet environment.

Being able to occupy thousands of acres of land in a place like Kyoto is indeed quite amazing.

Because the distance to the dormitory was too far, the team leader Xiao Li had only walked a few steps when a tram drove over. It was a bit similar to the patrol vehicles driven by the police officers of the Army Border Defense Academy in the past.

The main color is white, with the words "National Defense University" printed on it.

Take the tram to the innermost part of the college, where you can almost clearly see the mountains outside.

The team leader, Xiao Li, stopped the car and helped Chen Jun lift the suitcase. He smiled and said, "Hello, Commander. My name is Li Yafei, and I am the clerk for our joint operations academy training."

"You can understand me as the orderly of all the leaders. I will be responsible for informing you of matters related to classes. My dormitory and work place are both on the first floor."

"If you need anything from me or need advice, just come to me."

"Your dormitory is on the second floor. Chief Ji just said that you should stay next door, so let's go to 202."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Chen Jun responded awkwardly.

The main thing was that he listened to an officer who was about the same age as him, calling him "chief" and "you" all the time.

I felt a tingling sensation all over my body.

But there was no need for him to deliberately correct such verbal things, because the next one would be the same.

Under the leadership of Li Yafei.

Chen Jun came to dormitory 202. The accommodation arranged by the National Defense University for the cadres participating in the training is definitely quite good.

The dormitory has a one-bedroom and one-living room layout, about 50 square meters, and is equipped with a bathroom, washing machine, heater, desk, large iron bed, and filing cabinet.

These conditions are much better than his previous battalion commander's dormitory.

After Li Yafei left, Chen Jun started to tidy up the dormitory and the bed.

Then just sit there and wait for further notification.

He has never been to Zhongpei, but it is said that he can be assigned to the Dragon Class.

But what should we do specifically? What subjects are included in the training?

I haven't experienced this before.

(End of this chapter)