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

Chapter 463 Dayi, why do you care about me for this matter?

The vehicle slid slowly and military songs were playing loudly in the training base.

In the distance, there were many reporters and citizens from Xijing, taking photos of the three jeeps entering the venue.

In mid-air, more than a dozen quad-rotor drones were taking all-round photos.

This guy.

Chen Jun was so shocked that he dared not move his eyes while standing in the car. He could only stare straight ahead with his eyes wide open.

Because as a former battalion commander of a combined forces battalion, he knew very well how powerful the photography clarity of these quad-rotor military drones was.

But it's okay.

After all, Chen Jun had participated in military parades before and had even served as a team leader. He was very clear about the principle that when the mind is focused, the spirit is sharp, and when the mind is sharp, there is light.

When events like this happen, the academy will certainly show these scenes to the first batch of freshmen of the Army Border and Coast Defense when the school starts next month.

Chen Jun doesn't want his junior classmates' first impression of him to be that of a senior with rolling eyes.

That would be really damaging to the image.

You know, the same person can have eyes wide open and a wandering look.

The feeling it gives people and the aura it exudes are completely different.

This is also the reason why national-level military parades require eyesight training and require one to keep their eyes fixed on camera equipment, and may even not blink for several minutes.

"salute!!"

Finally, the vehicle arrived in front of the first column.

The leading instructor yelled, and the students in line raised their hands.

Chen Jun also returned the gift.

Amid the words of comfort, "Thank you for your hard work, classmates" and "Thank you for your hard work, leaders."

The convoy continued on.

As the deputy commander, Chen Jun didn't need to shout anything, he just had to repeat the action of returning the greeting.

But I don’t know if the person operating the drone did it on purpose or what, when the car was halfway there.

One of the quadcopter drones was hovering five or six meters in front of Chen Jun. It was such a close distance that it was almost like hitting him in the face.

As a result, in the second half of the process, Chen Jun had to count the seconds silently every time he blinked. No matter how uncomfortable he felt, he refused to blink before three minutes had passed.

Finally, the convoy completed the last column.

While Chen Jun was getting out of the car with his head down, he blinked vigorously more than a dozen times to relieve the dryness in his eyes.

Then he followed Principal Feng to the flag-raising platform without stopping.

The college's military parade was just one of the events, and there would also be ethnic minority dances and a chorus performance to follow.

So when Chen Jun arrived at the flag-raising platform, he had basically no time to sit down.

Soon, he stood up along with a group of veteran leaders and watched the columns led by instructors marching past in step.

I still remember that two years ago, Chen Jun was the leader of the parade team and also the one being reviewed.

And two years later, he stood on the flag-raising platform.

The identity has changed.

Listening to the powerful voices of "Look to the right", and the commands of "One, two" to change from marching in step to marching.

Listening to the clang of footsteps, the sound of rituals and music, and the discussions of people in the distance.

It is impossible to say that Chen Jun has no feelings in his heart.

But what touched him the most was not the change in his identity, but that from that moment on, he personally felt what Principal Feng said.

The construction of national defense requires generations of soldiers to devote themselves to the army and contribute their strength.

To be honest, Chen Jun did not have this awareness before. At most, he watched many new recruits join the army every year and many young people volunteer to join the army.

Many officers who graduated from military academies went to different units and devoted themselves to the national defense cause in batches.

In the past, in his eyes, these were just things that were happening. He felt that those who joined the army were very brave and were soldiers like him.

But there has never been any relief, only recognition.

This may be a kind of sublimation of thought, or it may be that the emotions felt are different depending on where you stand.

Only when his thoughts are sublimated, will Chen Jun gradually consider and start to train more sword protectors of the Republic like those old predecessors.

It's like a sudden enlightenment.

"Comrade, I heard that you are now the brigade chief of staff of the 71st Army in the East?"

Chen Jun was recalling the feeling when the teams of students, with their eyes full of youth and no regrets, passed by him just now.

A slightly fat old man next to him, wearing a white T-shirt and holding a small national flag in his hand, suddenly greeted him with a smile.

Hearing this, Chen Jun quickly turned around and said, "Yes, Chief, I am the deputy chief of staff of the 179th Combined Brigade."

"It's just that due to job transfer, I am now in charge of the General Staff and my position is still Deputy Chief of Staff."

Chen Jun spoke truthfully.

Just yesterday at noon, Principal Feng reminded him not to underestimate these retired old leaders. These people were previously in the Border Defense College, or graduated from the predecessor Anti-Japanese Military and Political University, or had studied there in the middle.

Thinking of the kindness of the college, he came here from afar. Even though he is retired now, the influence of many people is beyond the reach of Chen Jun.

Even Principal Feng can't compare to him.

Chen Jun naturally knew it by heart. Only a fool would not take it seriously.

"Haha, you are young and promising."

The old man nodded and smiled, as if he recognized Chen Jun's abilities.

Chen Jun also straightened his body a lot, because he remembered very clearly that when the principal introduced him yesterday, he never mentioned his position as chief of staff, let alone his name.

The students of the class of 2012, or the graduates of the class of 2016, are those who have forced themselves to become juniors of these seniors.

This old man was able to find out about me so quickly. Judging from his clothes, he is a retired man. I guess he was not an ordinary person before he retired.

In fact, Feng Hongyi naturally has his own reasons for doing this, and these old leaders should not be underestimated.

Sometimes, a word or a suggestion from them can inadvertently bring Chen Jun many unexpected gains.

It is true that the old leader has retired, but the people he brought in may not have retired as well.

The old man looked at Chen Jun for a few seconds, then nodded slightly. He seemed to be quite interested in Chen Jun.

"Comrade, I saw you staring at the parade team just now, as if something was on your mind. Did you do something wrong?"

"No, no, no, Commander, you misunderstood."

Chen Jun would never comment at this critical moment. He waved his hands and explained: "It just feels different suddenly."

"Oh? Tell me."

"Yes!!"

At this time, the military parade had ended and had entered the folk dance segment, so they no longer needed to stand up from their seats.

There are quite a few people who discuss this privately.

"I can't really put it into words." Chen Jun looked up and thought for a moment: "It's just a feeling I've never had before."

"Before, when I looked at the formation and the comrades in the team, I only observed and evaluated them based on their standing posture and the overall situation."

"But just now I saw one column after another passing by me, and saw one after another young soldiers full of youth, about to join the ranks of building national defense."

"I just felt very happy, even relieved."

Chen Jun did not hide it. Although he didn't know where this feeling came from, he could still tell the difference between good and bad.

“Hahaha, you little brat, no wonder old man Feng thinks so highly of you.”

"Old man Li has found a pretty good grandson-in-law."

The fat old man patted Chen Jun's shoulder with a ruddy face and said, "What you just said, in general terms, is called the righteousness of a soldier."

"This is different from what you said at the mobilization meeting yesterday about the pride of being a soldier."

“Some people spend their entire lives without understanding what justice is.”

"Our ancestors used this kind of righteousness to plan a path to prosperity for our descendants." "You young cadres are able to live in a great era, all because of the righteousness of our ancestors."

"As the main force for the development of the Party and the country, how to shoulder the mission entrusted by the times depends on you."

"To serve the greater good, uphold justice, and seek greater self are the responsibilities, vision, and sentiments that we soldiers should have."

"This is also our earnest expectation for you, the young cadres who shoulder the heavy responsibility of the times."

"My child, try your best. You are still young, but remember that some things cannot be just talked about, but must be put into practice."

"Yes, Chief, I have noted it all."

Chen Jun nodded heavily.

The fat old man just waved his hand and said nothing more.

The love and dedication of this older generation towards their motherland is not something that young people like Chen Jun can fully understand in a short period of time.

What he needs is time to settle down and continuous growth.

. . . . . . . . . .

The activities of the college basically ended at ten o'clock in the morning.

After the excitement comes depression.

Except for the people from the Xijing Army Border and Coast Defense College and its two other branches who have not evacuated, they still need to stay here for a while to resolve some other matters.

People from the Armed Police Engineering College and the Rocket Force Engineering College began to leave one after another.

Including the people who came all the way from Xijing, media personnel also had to leave.

After all, the event is over.

It is impossible for such a military base to continue to be open to the outside world.

Everyone had left, and Chen Jun still had a lot of things waiting for him in the army, so naturally he had to go back.

Downstairs in the cadre dormitory building of the Zhongnanshan Training Base, Li Wujie was carrying bags one by one and loading luggage into the trunk of the Changfeng Cheetah.

Wang Zhanting and several cadres who were familiar with Chen Jun came to see him off.

"Chen Jun, work hard when you return to the army. And Yaoyao, when you two have a child, remember to tell an old man like me."

"When people get old, they like to look around. I'll go to your workplace to see you then."

Wang Zhanting looked at Chen Jun and Li Haiyao with a smile.

He was quite nice to these two people, or to Chen Jun, and treated them like an elder.

"Yes, Vice President."

Chen Jun saluted hurriedly, and then asked reluctantly: "Vice President, what about you..."

"It doesn't matter. There are still many things to do after the college reform."

"In the past two months, I have been busy with my old bones and have been able to see this year's new students."

"Don't worry about me, go back and do your work well."

Wang Zhanting didn't want to discuss the issue of retirement too much and urged Li Haiyao and Chen Jun to go back.

There was nothing Chen Jun could do about this kind of thing.

Besides, Vice President Wang has worked hard for the college for most of his life, and it’s time for him to enjoy his life.

Looking at the vice president in front of him, and then at Li Zhao, these are the people who have helped him the most.

Chen Jun felt a little melancholy, as he would have fewer and fewer opportunities to come back here.

And when I come back next time, I’m afraid I won’t recognize anyone.

"Vice-President, Captain, comrades, goodbye."

Chen Jun raised his hand to salute, then glanced at the people from his alma mater and turned to sit in the back seat.

Until Li Wujie drove out of the base gate and stepped onto the rugged dirt road again.

Chen Jun finally let out a long sigh.

Li Haiyao sat next to him and pursed her lips but said nothing, because there was no point in saying anything at this time.

All good things must come to an end, it’s just a matter of sooner or later.

Parting is always accompanied by reluctance and sadness, which takes time to slowly heal.

On the way back, because Chen Jun was in a bad mood, the atmosphere in the car was not very good, and finally the vehicle passed the Lianhuo Expressway.

"Ding-ling-ling" a crisp ring sound broke the deserted atmosphere.

"Who is it?"

Li Haiyao, who was concentrating on staring at the scenery outside the car window, heard the noise and turned around to ask.

Chen Jun looked at his phone with some confusion.

Because the caller was Pu Guotao, the political commissar of the Rong'an Armed Forces Department, and he didn't call him often.

However, despite his doubts, Chen Jun still swiped to answer the call.

As soon as the call was answered, Political Commissar Pu's hearty laughter was heard from the microphone.

"Haha, Chen Jun, I hope I didn't disturb you from participating in the activities at the side yard?"

"No, Political Commissar, how did you know I came to Xijing?"

Chen Jun smiled, looked at Li Haiyao's confused face beside him, and shrugged his shoulders to indicate that he didn't know either.

Political Commissar Pu is very well-informed.

"Haha, how should I know? You are a famous person in our county. Of course I know about such a big thing as changing the name of my alma mater."

"I have good news for you. Not only do I know about this, but the principal of your Rong'an County No. 1 High School also knows about it."

"Recently, all the colleges and high schools in Guangxi Province have been preparing for military training in September."

"How was it? I went to the university to attend an event. That high school is also your alma mater."

"As the Chief of Staff, are you interested in coming back to take charge of this year's military training?"

Military training at Rong'an No. 1 High School?

When Chen Jun heard this, he almost couldn't understand.

In fact, there has been a rumor on the Internet that Guangxi Province is a permanent combat readiness zone. Some say it is because of geographical reasons, while others say it is simply because the annual military training in Guangxi Province is very hardcore.

That's why I guess so.

In fact, Guangxi Province is not a war reserve zone at all.

The National Defense Mobilization Department has never verified this news, let alone announced it.

But no matter what, the military training in many colleges and high schools is indeed very hardcore, at least much more formal than in other provinces.

Although it was not appropriate for a high school to ask a lieutenant colonel to go back and preside over military training, it was understandable because it was his alma mater.

"No, Political Commissar, this news is too sudden."

Chen Jun thought about it seriously, then smiled bitterly and said, "Military training deployment is not something I can decide. Besides, I have to at least apply to the military region before I can make a decision."

"Of course, I understand."

Pu Guotao chuckled and said, "It's not that your high school principal saw you at the parade, and the camera took pictures of you several times."

"Then you shamelessly came to me and asked me to communicate with you. By the way, I can also provide better materials for our county's recruitment work."

"I'm not asking for your opinion. If you're interested, I'll go to the provincial military region and ask the comrades there to communicate with the military region."

"But it's up to you. If you don't have time, I'll push it off. Don't let it affect your own work."

"How about this, Political Commissar? I'm returning to my unit now. There's still a month or two before the military training. I'll go back and see what happens."

"Okay, no problem. Don't worry about it. If you don't have time, I can help you push it."

Pu Guotao spoke sincerely and politely.

But Chen Jun was quite helpless.

This really proves the saying that people are afraid of becoming famous just like pigs are afraid of getting fat.

Why are you thinking about him too?
(End of this chapter)