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

Chapter 571: Review Turnaround, the Supreme Glory of a Soldier
After returning to the training department, Chen Jun heard that the minister and the political commissar were not in the unit either. They had left for the Southern Theater Command in the past few days to participate in the ceremony of the aircraft carrier's launching and sea trials.

It is not easy for the older generation to survive until now. This grand ceremony, especially watching the rise of a great country, makes many people burst into tears just thinking about the scene.

Since the minister was not there, there was no need for Chen Jun to run over and make a report or anything.

Returning to the office on the top floor of the Supervisory Building, Chen Jun sat comfortably in his office chair, put his hands behind his head, and began to think about the affairs of the artillery brigade.

The Training Department is usually very idle unless there is an exercise, especially the Supervision Department, which has almost nothing to do. It is the type where it is not easy to find something to do.

After Bian Tao and Li Wujie came back, they returned to the dormitory to pack their luggage. Chen Jun sat in the office to wait for other people from the Supervision Department to return.

Probably around five o'clock.

Old Song and Zhu Haibing, who were in charge of the lower camp, and the old staff officer Cai Jintao returned to the Supervision Department together.

After Chen Jun learned that they had returned, he immediately arranged for someone to tidy up the meeting room. After gathering everyone there, he couldn't wait to ask, "How was it? Did you gain anything from your visit today?"

"Let me tell you first."

Old Song took off the duty recorder he was wearing and placed it on the conference table. He sighed with a tired look and said, "Director, you asked me to go to the logistics department. I also met Wang Pingnan."

"But he was very impatient with my questioning. I heard from the comrades in the logistics department that he used to be a lieutenant colonel, but was demoted to major because he failed the inspection of the combat readiness warehouse. Since then, he has basically not spoken to anyone in the unit."

"I didn't get any useful information."

"That's it."

"Don't be discouraged. It's not easy for people to tell you everything when you first get there."

Chen Jun nodded slightly and said a few words of comfort.

He really wasn't surprised. If it was so easy to catch the trick, his superiors wouldn't have given him a month.

"Well, you can call and ask later whether the acceptance of the unqualified equipment warehouse was carried out by the military region's logistics support department or the equipment management department."

"First, find out which department was responsible for the operation. In the next few days, try to talk to the comrades who were on duty at the time. They must have some impression of such a big incident."

"Okay, this is easy."

Old Song nodded quickly. He was responsible for the logistics of this kind of review work. It would be best if the director could give him new ideas.

There was no progress on the logistics side, so Chen Jun looked at Zhu Haibing. Old Zhu went to the 1st Long-Range Artillery Battalion.

In order to help him make progress in his work, Chen Jun also gave him a list of people who were about to transfer to civilian jobs or retire from the army.

Seeing the director's gaze coming over, Lao Zhu stood up from his chair with a bang.

He said in a loud voice: "Director, I think there must be a problem here at the First Battalion of Far-flung Fire."

"Oh? Tell me more about it."

Chen Jun looked up and glanced at Zhu Haibing, then waved his hand for him to sit down.

Perhaps because Chen Jun was too calm, Zhu Haibing initially thought that the new director didn't believe him. His face flushed as he spoke: "Director Chen, I haven't seen many of the veterans on the list you gave me before we left."

"It's so hard to meet people, but those comrades don't want to talk much."

"Especially when we asked about the battalion commanders who had been transferred to civilian jobs, many of them shook their heads and were unwilling to say more."

Zhu Haibing is younger, just a little older than Chen Jun. He is a captain and has a relatively bad temper.

Seeing that he couldn't explain it clearly, the old staff officer Cai Jintao took over the conversation and said, "We are going to the Far Fire Camp today. It just so happens that the unit is applying for the quarterly replacement of tank parts."

"The whole battalion is quite busy, testing the performance of the tanks and compiling statistics, but I think the soldiers in the battalion are quite dedicated in their work."

After listening to everyone's findings throughout the afternoon, Chen Jun weighed the situation in his mind and found that the general situation was similar to what he had guessed.

After all, it was my first time working at the company. If everything could go smoothly, the problem would have been exposed long ago.

I wouldn't have to wait until now.

After thinking for a moment.

Chen Jun waved his hand: "Okay, comrades, you have all worked hard today, and we will continue to work tomorrow."

"It just so happens that the Supervision Department has not had much work recently. I will apply for official cards in the next two days and arrange for more comrades to visit the homes of comrades who have transferred to civilian jobs or retired from the artillery brigade."

"Make preparations for both situations, and you should all work hard."

"What Lao Zhu said just now is right. I also think that the problems with the artillery brigade this time are not small, but the matter in between may be a little complicated."

"Let's learn more about it first. When you are assigned to a unit, don't always aim for the purpose of investigation. Just do your best to help the camp."

"No one's heart is made of iron. If we keep asking people such sensitive questions, who would be so honest as to sit down and tell us everything?"

"We need to build up trust first, let the comrades in the camp see our determination to conduct this inspection, and let them have no worries, so that we can achieve the desired results."

"That's it, let's disband for now."

On the first day at work, Chen Jun did not hold the meeting for too long, because he knew that no matter how much he discussed, there would be no results.

After all, it takes an entire afternoon to get to know a few faces, and maybe we’ll have to start all over again tomorrow.

This matter cannot be rushed.

. . . . . . . . . .

It doesn’t matter if you can’t rush it. Before I knew it, nearly ten days had passed.

Time quickly came to early May.

During this period, the camp made a slight improvement, but it was still very limited.

The people in the supervisory department are all strangers and they are all military officers. There is a gap between them and the soldiers when they go to the grassroots level.

In addition, there may be cadres who secretly warned them, and almost no one chatted with this group of strangers, making it very difficult to monitor the progress of the work.

As for Chen Jun himself, he was a restless guy who would go to the artillery brigade every other day. When he arrived at the unit, he would not look for anyone else, but would go to the Political Department to chat with Director Sun.

It must be said that Chen Jun is an honest man. He will know any movement of the Supervisory Department, or arrange for someone to go on official business to visit the homes of former veterans and conduct detailed investigations.

He did not hide these things from Sun Chenxu. He reported all of them to him and asked him if he had any opinions.

That guy really annoyed Director Sun, and he was just about to start cursing at him.

But is scolding useful?
Everyone knows that Chen Jun is a tough guy. Every time he discusses his gains with Lao Sun, he deliberately acts very excited, as if he has met a close friend.

Have no idea.

The review work is carried out across units. Once we get to someone else's territory, if we find a breakthrough, we must strictly grasp it and hold on to it.

As he spent more time in the artillery brigade, Chen Jun discovered some clues by checking the roster and various transfer documents.

The cadres of the artillery brigade are indeed frequently transferred.

However, soldiers were transferred across battalions more frequently. Brigade Huang seemed to be learning the training method of the previous 179th Brigade, which was to concentrate talents and bring out one of the battalions first.

He has been to Huang Zhihao's office quite often in recent times. Chen Jun personally feels that there should be no problem with Huang Zhihao's office. The entire office is very tidy, and there are not even some expired documents of old events that have accumulated.

The entire office area exudes vitality, which is really not the style that can be displayed by people who are used to being lazy.

It’s the morning of May 5th.

After Chen Jun came out of Director Sun's office in the Political Department, he strolled leisurely to Huang Zhihao again. Old Huang was originally checking the details of each battalion's quarterly application for replacement of parts and comparing them with the financial expenditures.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Huang Zhihao laughed, put the cap on the pen in his hand, and pointed to the chair next to him: "Director Chen is here?"

"sit down."

After chatting from time to time during this period of time, the relationship between the two has really improved a lot.

Chen Jun didn't hesitate, he pulled up his trouser legs and sat down on the hardwood chair next to the desk. He stretched his head and looked at the documents approved by Old Huang. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Captain Huang, just hand over the quarterly uniform replacement to the General Staff for accounting. Why do you have to be so serious?"

"Haha, if you don't take it seriously now, you may not have a chance in the future."

Huang Zhihao smiled heartily, and a hint of desolation flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up.

He then picked up a cigarette from his desk, offered one to Chen Jun, and leaned back in his office chair in a lazy posture. With smoke rising, Old Huang looked down at the military uniform he was wearing.

After a long while, he smiled and said, "Chen Jun, I know you have been under investigation at the unit recently, and the inspection unit was also very diligent and responsible this time."

"But I'm telling you, this is useless. The higher-ups are using the frequency issue as an excuse. Haven't you discovered anything after investigating for so long?"

Chen Jun originally pretended to be relaxed and wanted to chat with Huang Zhihao.

But I didn't expect the other party to suddenly say this.

He subconsciously stood up from his chair and stared at Huang Zhihao with burning eyes.

Because being able to say these words means that the biggest turning point in this review is about to occur.

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That’s right, the recent review work has indeed reached a dead end. Logically, he has arranged people to visit the retired comrades’ homes to inquire, so even if there is something wrong, there should be no scruples, right?

But the fact is just the opposite. For the comrades who were assigned to leave, a week has passed and there has been almost no progress. Either they cannot see them, or when they call and say it is the military inspection department, the phone is hung up directly.

"Brigade Commander Huang, you?"

Chen Jun wanted to try to speak, but Huang Zhihao raised his hand to indicate the cigarette between his fingers and said with a smile: "Don't worry, quarterly equipment replacement is very important for the artillery brigade."

"You came from a combined arms unit, so you should know that the barrel life of a tank is only six seconds. I have to take all of my self-propelled artillery, box rocket launchers, long-range artillery, truck-mounted artillery, and howitzers into consideration."

"The quarterly equipment changes in the first half of the year are related to the training results and various simulation exercises in the second half of the year. We must not be careless. Comrades are waiting for the performance in the second half of the year and the year-end evaluation and awards."

As Huang Zhihao spoke, the smile on his face became noticeably more haggard. He raised his head, took a deep breath, put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray, and then lit another one.

Then he continued, "Chen Jun, you have been investigating recently, so you should know where I worked before I came to the Artillery Brigade, right?"

"know."

Chen Jun nodded: "Huang was the director of the Political Work Bureau under the former Discipline Department of the Jinling Military Region. Later, he was transferred to the 31st Army Mechanized Infantry Brigade as the brigade political commissar. Not long after the military reform, the mechanized infantry brigade was merged and he was transferred here to serve as the commander of the artillery brigade."

"You did a good job on your homework." Huang Zhihao smiled and said, "I said my parachuting is different from yours."

"You are a field unit airborne into the agency, and I am an agency airborne into the field. After staying in the agency for a long time, I am no match for the other units. I have experienced this very well."

In response, Chen Jun could only remain silent.

The tracks are different. It is normal that the leaders of the agency are not opponents when they go to the front line.

"Then Brigade Commander Huang, why did you go to the front line?"

Chen Jun tried to ask.

"Why else? It's blocking the way. Many units have to be replanned due to the military reform."

"But this is a good thing. I'm also from the Discipline Department, just like you guys in the Supervision Department. It's not a problem for me to dig up some rotten carrots with mud on them."

"Now that the brigade's affairs are all done, nothing will happen for the time being, so I feel relieved."

Huang Zhihao took off the pen cap with a relaxed expression and quickly signed his name on the documents.

Then it was as if he was liberated.

He picked up the phone on the desk, dialed a number, and put the receiver to his ear: "Xiao Zhao, come to my office and hand in all the documents for the change of clothes."

"Also, bring the things I gave you earlier."

hang up the phone.

Huang Zhihao looked out the window with a dim gaze. The sunshine in May was still bright, even dazzling, but the trees and buildings in the army made him particularly nostalgic.

Who do I wear the military uniform for? Where should I spend my passion? I am a good man who defends my country. The army has accompanied me as I grew up. I was young and brave, and I returned home to see my parents after making achievements.

Serve the motherland and make great achievements.
This is the dream of many men in the army. Although Huang Zhihao is a little older, he still sticks to this dream.

He wanted to lead this artillery brigade well and prove himself.

Unfortunately, there is no chance.

No one gave him a chance.

Among millions of people, there will always be people who work hard, people who go against the current, people who are fearless, people who sacrifice heroically, and naturally there will be stupid and treacherous people.

Huang Zhihao knew about the artillery brigade, and he also knew who transferred him here, and he was even more clear about the purpose of the transfer.

He himself came from the Discipline Department, how could he not understand the ins and outs there?
But Lao Huang also has his own selfish desires. He hopes to lead the artillery brigade better.

Since he has pulled out the rotten radish with its roots and mud, he won't be the one who is free of problems.

But this selfishness was completely shattered by the arrival of the Supervisory Department.

So, he burned the expired documents in the office, completed the approval for the last quarterly uniform change, and did all the work he thought a cadre should do.

When Xiao Zhao on the phone brought a black backpack over, Huang Zhihao didn't even look at it and just gestured to hand it to Chen Jun.

Then he picked up the signed change of clothes document on the desk and said, "Go, go to the logistics department and hand in all these documents."

"Yes, Brigadier."

Xiao Zhao hesitated for a moment and looked at his brigade commander.

Huang Zhihao waved his hand: "Go ahead, the most important thing is to finalize this matter quickly."

After Xiao Zhao left, he looked at Chen Jun and said with a smile: "Director Chen, don't you want to check?"

"Don't bother checking. They're all in the backpack."

"Go to Jinling as soon as possible and give this backpack to the commander-in-chief or Chief of Staff Xu."

"Go."

"Brigade Commander Huang?!"

Chen Jun wanted to say something but stopped himself. No matter how dumb he was, he knew what was inside.

He stood up, stood at attention, and saluted solemnly.

Huang Zhihao shook his head slightly, without returning the greeting, and carefully adjusted his military uniform and said, "Go ahead, I still have time, I want to go to the camp again to take a look."

"It only takes three hours to get to Jinling from here, don't waste any time."

"Yes."

Chen Jun grabbed the backpack in his hand and hesitated for a moment.

In the end, he turned around and left.

At this point, of course he knew that there was nothing wrong with Lao Huang.

But it won't work even if there is no problem.

As long as this backpack is handed over to the General Staff, what I guessed is true.

As the brigade commander, failure to supervise strictly is already a joint liability.

……

Asking for a monthly ticket~ (whispering)
(End of this chapter)