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

Chapter 597: The Return Journey, a Continuation of the Quarrel Six Years Ago

353th Regiment Headquarters.

A group of cadres gathered at the entrance of the regiment headquarters reluctantly. They were there to see off the regiment leader.

In six years, so much has changed, but the regiment headquarters is still located on the slope of the valley.

But the environment is no longer as harsh as it was when Chen Jun first arrived. The uniform sun-warmed rooms are clean and bright with good ventilation and spaciousness.

The gravel roads under our feet have all been replaced with asphalt roads. Comrades coming down from the mountain no longer need to collect cow dung and bring it to the top of the mountain for heating and cooking.

The country's vigorous development has thoroughly improved the border environment.

During this period, Political Commissar Cui Zhongquan retired, and Chief of Staff Wang Jianxing also retired early due to an old health illness.

Li Wujie was promoted to captain and still performed service work, but Bian Tao, who originally followed Chen Jun, had already been promoted to lieutenant colonel and is now the chief of staff of the 353rd Regiment.

This is the result of a conversation with him from above.

Everyone knows that Chen Jun won't stay here for long, at least not for his entire life.

The higher-ups specifically asked Bian Tao for his thoughts, which made this marginal figure who had been in the agency for ten years feel valued and trusted. He finally decided to stay in the border, where he had been for six years.

He personally expressed his position to the organization.

Only then was he transferred from logistics to the position of chief of staff. Of course, Bian Tao did have this ability. After all, the logistics unit had made great contributions during the construction period in the past few years.

All the work was done well.

"Captain!!"

A large group of cadres from the regiment headquarters and the affiliated brigade came to see him off, and Bian Tao stood at the front of the crowd.

Looking at Lao Bian, he seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

Chen Jun raised his hand and patted Bian Tao's shoulder. Chen Jun has matured a lot in the past few years. He is no longer as naive as he was in the past, but he has also become more stable and restrained.

"I'll leave the affairs of the regiment to you and the political commissar. The new commander will be transferred here soon."

"Lao Bian, the greater the responsibility, the heavier the burden. From now on, I'll leave this place to you."

"Build well, the border defense is important, you should know, I won't repeat it."

"Let's go, Xiao Wu."

"Yes!!"

Li Wujie picked up the suitcase, and Chen Jun waved goodbye to a group of familiar comrades.

The two took one last look at the regiment headquarters building, and amid the reluctant looks of everyone, they got on the car to the military sub-district.

There were three of us when we came.

After they left and were left with only the two of them, it was impossible for Chen Jun to say that he had no ups and downs in his heart.

The 353rd Regiment occupied too much of his time in his military career. This was originally a city in a remote frontier. When he first arrived, there was no prosperity and no lights.

Sixty percent of the roads are covered with footprints of border guards.

Every morning the military bugle calls sound across the sky, the slogan "one, two, three, four" can break through the clouds, and the sounds of killing can train the courage of heroes.

The military camp is surrounded by vast snow-capped mountains and is surrounded by storms all year round. The garrison is 4,700 meters above sea level and although there is a lack of oxygen, there is no lack of energy and spirit.

Although life here is tough, it also encourages people to grow.

It's about growth.

There is always some pain involved.

Today's Chen Jun, seemingly having lost the sharpness of his youth, has instead acquired a tenacity and sophistication that most people do not possess.

. . . . .

Soon, we arrived at the Linzhi Military Sub-district.

It is still the same as it was a few years ago, with not much changes. The only change is that the division commander Ma Shengmin has retired, and the former political commissar has been transferred to the Tibet Military Region as deputy political commissar.

All the cadres in the military sub-district had already received the news that Captain Chen was going to be transferred.

Now they are also gathered at the door, planning to send it off.

The current head of the military sub-district is Lin Fengshuo, who also graduated from the Seventh Branch of the Anti-Japanese Military and Political University and is considered Chen Jun’s senior.

Commander Lin saw the car sent by the division returning, he grinned and took a few steps forward to greet it. When Chen Jun saw this while sitting in the car, he hurriedly ordered the soldier driving the car to stop.

He quickly pushed the door open and got out.

Stand at attention and salute.

Lin Fengshuo walked up to him with a smile, looked him up and down, and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, alright."

"Stop doing that nonsense here."

"I originally thought that you could take over this place, so that I could retire early and enjoy life for a few years. But now it seems that our temple is too small to keep you here."

"Be careful on your way back. I don't think it will be easy for you."

Lin Fengshuo patted Chen Jun on the shoulder and gave him some meaningful advice.

Before Chen Jun could even get a chance to ask in detail what was going on.

Lin Fengshuo reached out and pulled him, saying with a smile: "Okay, don't ask me anything. I don't know anything even if you ask me. I just ran into the deputy political commissar when I went to the military region a few days ago and chatted with him for a while."

"It is said that there was a dispute over your transfer order. The deputy political commissar estimated that your return to Kyoto would not be smooth this time."

"My sister-in-law and her children are here, so I won't keep you here."

Sister-in-law? ! !

When Chen Jun heard the news, he was stunned.

It's not a surprise or anything. In recent years in Linzhi, Li Haiyao would take leave twice a year, and come to visit with her children for half a month each time.

The regiment headquarters and the military sub-district are familiar to me.

But the problem is that he hasn't received any news that Li Haiyao is coming over in the past few days.

But soon, Chen Jun's doubts were dispelled.

While he was looking around, the cadres who were originally greeting him with smiles at the gate of the military sub-district suddenly dispersed.

A chubby little boy was pushing the adult's legs hard to squeeze forward.

Behind the child, a tall lieutenant colonel in casual uniform was looking at him with a smile on his face.

It was Li Haiyao and the child Chen Ao.

Chen Ao was the name given by the old man, who said that many famous generals in ancient times had this character in their names.

No matter how high the position of the older generation is, since they come from that era, they essentially admire the qualities of bravery and courage.

Ao, it is also the old man's expectation for the child's future.

"dad!!"

A loud, childish voice was heard, and Chen Ao took advantage of the opportunity when the crowd dispersed and trotted over to Chen Jun.

As the saying goes, a good father will have a good son.

Chen Jun was a naughty boy when he was young, and was born to be a troublemaker. But this kid was even more troublesome than him. He jumped from a distance and hugged Chen Jun's waist tightly.

He raised his little head: "Dad, my mom said you have to go home with us, right?"

"Yes."

Chen Jun bent down and picked up the child. Li Haiyao raised her hand to tidy up her short hair, walked over with a smile on her face and took the child back into her arms.

We are about to leave Linzhi. Many cadres have been waiting here for most of the day. It is not convenient to greet them while holding a child.

Li Haiyao took the child and followed Chen Jun closely. Chen Ao should have been taught in advance. The little guy lay quietly on his mother's shoulder, blinking and not saying a word.

I watched my father hugging and reminiscing with a group of cadres, and he said a lot of words with emotion.

After all, I have been here for so many years, and the regiment is relatively close to the military sub-district, so transportation is extremely convenient, and I can see my comrades every few days. Now I have to leave, so I am naturally reluctant.

Say goodbye to everyone.

Chen Jun took the child, Li Haiyao stood in front of him, Xiao Wu carried large and small bags of luggage, and after waving goodbye to Lin Fengshuo, they boarded the helicopter arranged by the Tibetan Military Region.

On the way back.

At first, Chen Jun did not take Lin Fengshuo's words seriously. After all, they were all familiar with each other, and he would believe whatever he heard. It was very likely that he would argue with him.

He was only concerned with playing with the children and asking little Chen Ao about studying and making friends. Perhaps because she saw that her husband was going to be transferred back to the mainland, Li Haiyao just sat there and watched with a smile on her face.

He didn't notice at all that the helicopter's route had deviated.

Li Wujie was still huddled in the corner guarding the luggage, glancing outside from time to time, and found that something was increasingly wrong.

According to the transfer order and itinerary, this helicopter should have taken them to Tianfu, the headquarters of the Western Theater Command.

Then you can take a civil aviation flight from Tianfu directly to Kyoto. The transfer order is issued by the headquarters, so you must report to the headquarters and wait for further arrangements.

But as it was flying, the helicopter began to land directly towards the helipad of the Tibetan Military Region.

Linzhi is not far from the Tibetan military region. It is such a short distance that there is no need to refuel.

Li Wujie followed Chen Jun in the regiment headquarters. He had also been to the Tibetan military region several times and was quite familiar with the environment here.

"Captain, this is not right."

"Why did we turn and land in the military area again?"

Hearing the question, Chen Jun raised his head and looked outside. He knew the transfer schedule better than anyone else. Now that there was a sudden change, his brows furrowed slightly.

After all, the orders issued by the headquarters are no joke and have strict time requirements. The leaders above will not sit in the office every day waiting for you to report.

That place is not the regiment headquarters or the brigade headquarters, so there is not much to do every day and you have time to drink tea and read newspapers.

Chen Jun looked at the pilot. He was originally going to ask what exactly happened, but Li Haiyao raised his hand, held Chen Jun's arm and shook his head slightly.

With a gentle smile, he said, "Don't ask me. I didn't have time to tell you that I came to Linzhi to pick you up because of my grandfather."

"In the past few years, many people have been arguing with Grandpa because of your transfer. It calmed down for a while, but it started again in the past six months."

"There's a problem with your schedule. It must be some old man trying to pick a fight with Grandpa. There's no point asking."

Chen Jun opened his mouth and said, well, there is really no need to ask.

The arm wrestling of gods was not something a little Karami like him could participate in.

As long as he leaves the 353rd Regiment and gets on this helicopter, I'm afraid many things will be beyond his control.

In fact, Chen Jun did not realize his own value. When he was fighting in the East and his reputation was rising, he was forced to retire and was sent to the border for six years.

I originally thought that after returning this time, there would be no problem in getting promoted to colonel, but I'm afraid there is no place for him in the front-line units in the mainland.

He has been away for too long, and the development of many units is no longer something he can adapt to in a short period of time. Besides, everyone has their own job.

After being away from the front line for so long, the cadres of the 179th Brigade have been replaced. The former political commissar Xu Wensheng has retired, Yang Chuanzhou has taken over the position of political commissar, and Fatty He has also retired.

Lu Feng is still the brigade commander, but he is also about to retire.

Many of the people I’m familiar with are no longer in the army, and those with the deepest connections have moved to the border.

However, Chen Jun ignored the theoretical assessment of the Hongdu Campaign and the results of the sand table simulation confrontation. As long as such results are there, he will be popular no matter where he goes.

People in the west wanted to keep him here permanently, and someone even said that Chen Jun would take over the Southern Xinjiang Military Region in the future.

Dongzhan is also fighting, a group of old men are making moves, and Chen Jun has no control over it.

The helicopter landed, and as Chen Jun and his men got off the helicopter, several cadres came over not far from the helipad and took over Li Wujie's suitcase.

He smiled and invited them to temporarily rest in the Tibetan military region and wait for notification from above.

It was obvious that someone had "detained" him.

Chen Jun was also happy and comfortable. Since he couldn't resist, he might as well enjoy it with peace of mind.

Under the arrangement of the cadres here, Chen Jun, Li Haiyao and Chen Ao moved into the reception department of the military region, and Li Wujie also enjoyed high-standard treatment.

How can you not enjoy it?

The reception department of the military region is where the leaders who come to inspect stay. As a captain, he doesn't have to worry about anything when he moves in.

There were also officials from confidential departments around him who would come to ask about food and accommodation arrangements at any time.

It's such a thoughtful consideration.

While being accommodated in the military district, Chen Jun and Li Haiyao each called the old man to explain the situation.

During the call, Li Zhenhua did not say much, as if he had already expected that these old comrades would do something bad on the way back.

After hanging up the phone.

Li Zhenhua slammed his right fist on the desk with a "bang". His face was gloomy for a moment, but he couldn't help but laughed and scolded: "Good old Qi, you really go against me."

"Go, pack up and go to Tianfu."

"Yes!!"

In the office, the confidential staff beside the old man responded hastily and left in a hurry to prepare to notify the special plane to go to Tianfu.

The confidential cadre had been following the old man for quite some time, and he knew what the old man was going to do just by listening to a few words on the phone.

The transfer order issued by the Joint Chiefs of Staff was intercepted by Commander-in-Chief Qi Dongshan of the Western Region. It was obvious that they did not want to release the person.

Others don’t have the courage, but these old comrades do, and they do it with confidence.

There's no need to try at this time. They definitely can't reach Commander Qi via the phone.

Li Zhenhua is about to leave.

Far away in the East War Headquarters in Jinling, Commander-in-Chief Shen Hongwei and Political Commissar Chai Yansong, the two old foxes were also sitting in their office drinking tea and chatting.

Chai Yansong sat on the mahogany sofa with his legs crossed. He looked at Shen Hongwei with a smile on his face and said, "Old Shen, Chen Jun was detained when he reported back to Kyoto. Why aren't you anxious?"

"Anxious? Why should I be anxious?"

Shen Hongwei smiled and pointed to the northwest, saying, "Old Qi dares to detain people. There are people over there who are more anxious than us."

"If my guess is correct, Mr. Li is probably preparing to go and teach that old bastard Qi Dongshan a lesson."

"He even dared to withhold the transfer order from the headquarters. I'm afraid he doesn't know how many eyes Lord Ma has."

As he spoke, Shen Hongwei raised his head and couldn't help laughing.

In fact, Chen Jun's transfer seemed to be a big deal, but to put it bluntly, it was just a competition between a few old men.

After all, who wouldn’t want to keep talented people?

Qi Dongshan wanted it because Chen Jun had done a good job at the border defense in recent years and it was time for him to be promoted and take on important responsibilities.

If someone is taken away with a "pop", no one would be happy to let him go.

In fact, Shen Hongwei was also anxious. This kind of thing was not a matter of whether there was a shortage of outstanding young people. When it came to their level, what kind of talents had they not seen?

Chen Jun is indeed outstanding and indeed good, but not to the point where they should mobilize all their forces.

What we are fighting for is just a breath of fresh air.

Why were the talents from the Eastern War suddenly transferred to the border, and now when they return they are detained by the people from the Western War?

Shen Hongwei didn't win the fight six years ago, but this time, he was determined to win.

But winning also requires timing.

Qi Dongshan arrested someone, and the old man rushed over in a hurry. He couldn't join in such a commotion.

He must wait until the old man arrives before he sets off.

In matters like this, whoever arrives last has a greater chance of winning the argument.

(End of this chapter)