Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 103 Emergency Preparations, How Big Can This Scene Be?
The content of the email forwarded by the military sub-district is basically consistent with the report materials written by Huo Linshan.

However, some specific numbers of seizures were omitted in the middle, and the focus was mainly on commending and praising the meritorious personnel.

This is also out of consideration to prevent local comrades from leaking too much information during the process of delivering merit, which would cause anxiety to the families of the meritorious people.

You can catch a spy, fight with two people, and even use knives.

This was something Cao Deming had never thought of beforehand.

"Is this kid so capable of making trouble?"

"You even run into something like catching a spy?"

Lao Cao sat in front of the computer. He took out a cigarette from his pocket in a daze. He had been holding the cigarette in his mouth for a long time, but he couldn't remember to light it.

After a while.

He stood up, put the cigarette back to his ear, moved to the political commissar's office, grabbed the landline in front of him, and dialed a number.

"Hello? I'm Cao Deming."

"Is there anyone on duty at your TV station today? Sending merit, what the hell can I do? Second-class merit, a young man from Lion Bridge won a second-class merit in the army. It could be today or tomorrow. Get ready and wait for my notification."

After contacting Fu County TV Station, Cao Deming was still in a daze.

Henan Province and its neighboring Shandong are indeed provinces with a large source of military personnel.

But the problem is that Fu County is just a small county.

There are more than a thousand counties across the country, and millions of soldiers are divided equally, leaving aside some places with more vacancies and more active enlistment.

On average, there are only one or two thousand people serving in the army in each county.

The number of people currently serving in Fu County does not reach this average. It has been several years since Lao Cao was transferred to the local area and was in charge of the conscription work here.

He had received third-class merit several times, but this was the first time he had received second-class merit.

This is a big deal.

My son has been fighting hard in the army, making contributions and being commended. As the head of the armed forces department in his hometown, I cannot fail to express my gratitude.

Lao Cao suppressed his shock and encouraged himself.

It wasn't long since the phone was hung up.

Cao Deming picked up the microphone again and broadcast a set of numbers again. This time, he did not sit on the chair, but stood up.

When the call was connected, Lao Cao immediately smiled: "Hello? Secretary Zhao?"

"Haha, I'm Cao Deming. There's a kid from our Shiqiao Town serving in the army. He was in the batch at the end of last year. He won a second-class merit right after he joined, and even a third-class merit some time ago."

"Yes, that's definitely a great thing. The military district has praised us, saying that our young comrades are very active and enthusiastic in training. They unite with their comrades and perform very well."

"Because our young comrades have made great contributions, they have also brought several third-class merits to their company commanders and instructors."

"Haha, okay, okay, I'll notify the Double Support Office. It can't be small. Yes, yes, I'll notify the TV station and newspaper later."

"We're making arrangements for the ceremony. It could be today, or tomorrow at the latest. We'll definitely communicate with the family in advance. Okay, you're busy."

"I'll be watching."

After hanging up the phone this time.

Cao Deming finally remembered, took off the cigarette stuck on his ear, and put it back into his mouth.

While lighting a cigarette, he called the city's Double Support Office and learned that they knew the news earlier than he did.

Lao Cao called Fucheng Daily again and asked them to arrange someone to come over.

As soon as he hung up the phone, he called the county civil affairs department and the No. 1 High School in his father's county.

No matter what, Chen Mo had just left school not long ago.

Putting aside the winter vacation, there are only a few days left and the school must be in place.

This was the first time Cao Deming had been awarded a second-class merit since he arrived at the local area, so the scene had to be quite grand.

In particular, the more departments notified, the higher the amount of the meritorious service bonus will be.

After all, you are here and your children are so promising.

You have to pay a little?
Lao Cao didn't stop until he had gone through a round of rounds and couldn't remember who to notify.

In other words, the situation does not allow it and it is not in line with the rules, otherwise he would have to include all the land, market management, industry and commerce matters.

Cao Deming stood up and was about to check the thermos to see if there was any tea, so he could take a sip and relieve himself.

Outside, there was a sudden sound of "bang bang bang" coming up the stairs. Wang Mingming from the Military Department, the officer who had driven to Chen Mo's house to pick him up before, ran to the office in a hurry.

"Minister, I heard from the Political Commissar that Chen Mo has made another contribution?"

"Or a second-class merit?"

Wang Mingming's eyes were shining and he spoke urgently.

He was transferred from a front-line unit to the rear. When Chen Mo went to the military camp, he was wondering why this guy was so high-profile as a soldier.

He wrote letters and dropped out of school, and even the army paid attention to him. Once he really gets there, he will definitely receive special care.

Unexpectedly, he didn't know whether there was any special care.

But the news of this meritorious service was spread out as if it was free. Damn, it was a second-class merit.

Wang Mingming used to have to be very cautious even when thinking about it.

After all, if you want to be awarded second-class merit in the military camp, the conditions are listed, each one more stringent than the other, and it is simply not something that ordinary people can afford.

"Look at your achievements." Cao Deming tried to keep a straight face, but he couldn't suppress his smile. He nodded and said, "Well, let me tell you, Chen Mo's meritorious service this time has made quite a splash."

"Not only did he receive the award, but his direct company commander, instructor, squad leader, and deputy squad leader were all awarded third-class merit."

"Oh, you said this kid, how come I didn't realize that he is a lucky guy?"

"Then Chen Mo will definitely be promoted." Wang Mingming grinned and said, "If he can make his direct company commander and instructor achieve merit, then who can compete with him for a position in the company in the future?"

"Even if the higher-ups randomly give out a few spots for outstanding soldiers, they'll probably give it to Chen Mo."

"Minister, the political commissar said we need to give away merits this time. How are we going to do this?"

"Let's wait and see what the city says." Cao Deming waved his hand. "The political commissar knew the news early, so the plaque is probably almost finished."

"Go make the banners and arrange some more gifts. Go to Chen Mo's house in advance to let him know and discuss the matter of sending the merit."

"I estimate that the city will finalize the matter today, as well as the county drum corps. You should also go there and get everything prepared as soon as possible."

"Prepare more firecrackers."

"By the way, if you go to Chen Mo's house, go to the village chief's house first and tell him about it. Tell him about the TV station, the Fu County Daily, and the Civil Affairs Department. I guess Secretary Zhao will be there too."

"For things like this, you must notify us in advance. Don't be careless."

"Yes, Minister."

Wang Mingming straightened his body and responded in a loud voice.

Judging from his attitude, he is more excited than Lao Cao.

Because whether it is to present merit or to send good news, it is a great joyous event for their armed forces.

Wang Mingming likes to do this kind of thing the most, mainly because he feels proud. Wherever he goes, he is greeted with smiles, which is much better than the usual recruitment propaganda.

Giving away merit is the most respectable job.

While Wang Mingming was going downstairs, Cao Deming smoked another cigarette in the office, and thought about it until he had forgotten nothing else.

Then he opened the drawer, grabbed a handful of dry tea leaves, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them before going downstairs.

Although it is understandable to drink a little during the New Year, after all, we are welcoming guests from the city, and it is not good to talk about alcohol all the time.

Come downstairs.

Before he even reached the entrance of the armed forces department.

Political Commissar Dong Guoqiang rode his bicycle towards them, rushed over, glanced at Lao Cao and cursed: "Why don't you change your clothes, you son of a bitch?"

"Hurry up! The people from the Military Sub-district's National Defense Mobilization Department, Political Work Department, and Support Department are here. They're almost at the door, and you're only wearing this?"

"Oh!! I forgot, I was so busy that I was confused." Cao Deming raised his hand and patted his forehead, then hurried back upstairs. His military uniform was in the office.

The effort of going upstairs.

Three khaki BJ-212 old jeeps rumbled in from outside the armed forces department.

There were three colonels in the car, as well as several majors and captains.

After all, it is the Chinese New Year period, and Yingcheng and Fu County are close to each other.

In addition, the second-class merit is rare. Not to mention that it is no longer available in Fu County, I haven't heard of any soldier in Yingcheng being able to obtain it in recent years.

How could this guy not be excited when he received news from the military district during the New Year?

A second-class merit is not only a pride for Fu County, but also a glory for the military sub-district.

Political Commissar Dong Guoqiang led his men upstairs in a mighty procession.

The people in these departments all had the same idea: they must give rewards, and they must do it today.

The scene should also be grand, and all the necessary notifications should be in place.

This is the first one in recent years, so we have to make a big move. Plus, there are a lot of things to do during the New Year, and we can’t keep delaying comrades from other departments.

Of course Cao Deming had no objection.

When I learned that I would be delivering energy today, I immediately re-notified the person I had just called.

He also called Shiqiao Town and asked the people in the town to go to Chen Mo's house first to notify him and help welcome him.

After all, the news changes too quickly, and it may be too late to expect Wang Mingming to run errands bit by bit.

Xinglong Village.

The situation at Chen Mo's home was not as tense as at the Armed Forces Department.

At present, there has been no news from home.

On the second day of the New Year, early in the morning, the family went out to visit relatives.

until 4 p.m.

Chen Xuejun just came back with his men.

Just got home.

Father Chen muttered something, then squatted in front of the bicycle with a puzzled look on his face and started to check the chain.

See if the chain is loose. This guy's chain fell off three or four times on the way back.

Liu Fenglan ran to the kitchen and put some of the meat dishes made on the first day of the new year, as well as the steamed sweet potato buns and red bean paste buns, into the pot to heat them up.

Fill your child’s stomach first.

It’s okay for adults. During the Chinese New Year, they go out to visit relatives and just sit and chat in groups.

But the little kids couldn’t do that. They played crazy with the older kids for a long time and couldn’t be called back even if they were shouted at.

Chen Jing was already complaining of being hungry before she even got home.

Liu Fenglan broke the fried sweet potato bun in half, moved a stool, asked Chen Jing to wash her hands, and handed the bun to the little girl.

"Eat, and then we'll go to your second aunt's house tomorrow. Remember, you can't play in the river near your second aunt's house."

"That's not the creek where we live. It's dangerous to go there."

"I understand." Chen Jing answered with a mouth full of rice and a long tail tone.

She was not even eating her steamed bun honestly, her two little feet were shaking on the bench and lightly stepping on the ground.

Liu Meilan stood up, took a piece of meat from the pot, stuffed it into her little daughter's mouth, and looked at her with a smile on her face.

People in rural areas generally love their eldest child more. The second child is semi-transparent, and the youngest one is similar, but they love the second child a little more.

This is the situation in Chen Mo's family. Now that his eldest son has joined the army, the family's life has improved.

The second son was like a wild donkey all day long. He didn't come home except for sleeping during the New Year's Day.

Liu Fenglan was thinking about her family's life, which was getting better and better, and then she looked at her little daughter who was well-behaved and obedient.

A smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

But this warmth did not last long, and Chen Jing had not finished half of the sweet potato bun.

The village chief rushed to the gate in a hurry.

While stretching out his hand to pull the iron bolt from the small door, he raised his neck and shouted from outside: "Xuejun? Hey, are you home?"

"That's incredible! Open the door."

The sudden noise startled Chen Xuejun who was repairing a bicycle.

It's New Year's Day, and everyone is making so much noise. Anyone who hears this would be a little nervous.

Chen Xuejun quickly stood up, not even bothering to wash his hands. He picked up the sawdust next to him and rubbed it on his hands.

It doesn't matter whether it is clean or not.

I hurried to open the door.

Liu Fenglan stood up from her chair, and Chen Jing was also frightened by the village chief's shout. She hid behind her mother timidly, blinking her eyes and looking towards the door.

"What's wrong, Lao Zheng? It's Chinese New Year."

Chen Xuejun opened the door. Outside, the village chief quickly pulled his hand out from the small door, rubbed it, and said, "Great, Xuejun! Your child has done something great again."

"It's a great achievement."

"Just now, the town called my house, saying that people from the county and city are coming to offer their gratitude."

"Even the TV station will come, and the big bosses will come too."

"Hurry up and get ready, this person will be here as soon as he speaks."

Another meritorious service? And also a gift of merit? ! !

Chen Xuejun also watches TV regularly and knows what it means for the army to make meritorious contributions.

When other children achieve merit, we feel happy, but when our own children achieve merit, we feel a pang of regret at first.

Especially people like Chen Mo, who have made great achievements one after another, it's heartbreaking to hear about them.

Chen Xuejun rubbed his hands nervously, turned to look at his wife and daughter, and pushed the village chief out the door.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Old Zheng, are you saying that my Xiao Mo has made meritorious service in the army again?"

"Ah!! Why else would I run so fast?"

"No, is the child okay? It's easy to make achievements in this army, isn't it?"

Hear the words.

The village chief was stunned for a moment, but he reacted quickly and shook his head decisively: "It's okay, don't worry, it's definitely okay."

"The town has said that they will commend your family and give them credit. This is a great thing, and the child will definitely be fine."

"I promise, don't worry, just get ready."

The village chief is the village chief after all. He knows that if anything really goes wrong, he will definitely be informed in advance over the phone.

It is highly likely that they will not hide it.

The concerns were temporarily dispelled, but the problem was that Chen Xuejun didn't know what to prepare for sending the energy.

The village chief scratched his head and stood there for a long time without saying a word.

I just told him to get ready on the phone, and he came here in a hurry. But what should he prepare?
As for the two at home, let alone them, Liu Fenglan didn't even know what sending merit meant.

Several people stood at the door, looking at each other.

Somewhat confused.

(End of this chapter)