Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 105 Inspection, the last stop for new recruits

"Hurry up, haven't you eaten yet?"

"Who the hell are you looking at?"

At the training ground of Taocun Military Camp, loud roars rang out nearby.

The new recruits passing by were so frightened that they shuddered all over. No one dared to look around. They all sucked their breasts and ran wildly with their necks raised.

At this time, eight days had passed since the second day of the Lunar New Year, and it was the morning of the tenth day.

New Year's preparations are over.

Cheng Dongzheng brought the veterans of the reconnaissance company and personally supervised the daily training.

The closer he got to the next company, the more the frown between his brows became, and he couldn't sit or stand.

Irritation is like a powder keg.

Because being assigned to a company means that the new recruits' graduation assessment is coming soon, the brigade headquarters' training and operations department may issue a notice at any time.

Regarding assessments, the rules are different every year.

Sometimes several companies of a large unit are required to take the general examination together, and sometimes a single company or even several squads are selected separately.

Someone will be assigned by the brigade or division to ensure that all subjects are completed.

If a company or a squad is selected and performs well, then everything will be fine, and everyone will be happy.

The headquarters didn't say anything, they just finished recording and went back to work.

The companies behind will take their time to test.

But if the company that was pulled out performed poorly, then forget it, your name and future would be ruined in the directly affiliated unit.

This registration is not a good thing.

In previous years, Cheng Dong had never been so anxious.

This is not only because the 63th Brigade just joined the rd Army this year, but also because they have a scholar in the nd Company who has made meritorious service one after another during his time as a recruit.

So high profile.

If there was a lottery, the company he led would most likely be chosen. Even if other factors were not considered, the political commissar of the brigade paid so much attention to Xiucai, how could their second company escape?

I really want to draw two consecutive
Cheng Dong stood at the edge of the training ground, looking down at the recent performance records of each class in his hand. The more he looked at them, the angrier he became.

How can I not be angry?

The 3,000-meter run is the first item in the assessment as per convention.

After practicing for almost three months, the passing rate of the entire company was only 82% out of 11 and a half points.

That is to say, out of the 73 people in the entire company, less than 60 can pass the test.

As for the particularly outstanding types who can run under ten minutes, let alone them.

There are very few top students with good overall performance. Apart from the scholars, there are no particularly outstanding soldiers, and there are too many students with mediocre results.

Compared with other companies, it lacks top-level competitiveness.

Other subjects, such as fully equipped five kilometers, four hundred meters, shooting, disassembly and assembly are not to mention.

The passing rate is so low that it makes my chest ache just looking at it.

If I get picked like this, I will lose all my reputation for my meritorious service a few days ago.

The instructor also knows the importance of the final examination, so he has not been hanging out much in recent times.

The whole company was training like crazy.

"Fuck, slogans, your mouth is sewn shut? Shout the slogans."

Cheng Dong held the report card in his hand, put his hands on his hips, and gave orders with a glare.

On the runway, a group of young men who were originally full of energy were almost running themselves into weaklings. When they heard the company commander start asking for slogans again, they all screamed at the top of their lungs.

On the Class 8 side, Chen Mo took the lead in shouting slogans, and the others behind him took over, cooperating at all times to ensure that the noise in the class would not become smaller and be noticed by the supervising veterans.

Wait until the 3,000 meters are over.

At the finish line, a group of privates were holding their knees and panting like a broken fan. Many of their underwear was soaked with sweat.

The main thing is that they have run this 3,000 meters once.

In the whole morning, we took turns running the 400 meters and running the parallel bars, testing over and over again, and recording over and over again.

If it were an iron man, this method would almost make him half-ruined.

Cheng Dong strode to the finish line with a cold expression. He glanced at the crowd and shouted, "Fuck, this is just a small amount of training for the whole morning. Are you tired?"

"I tell you, even if you're tired, you have to hold on."

"If you can get through the test, you will be freed soon."

"Each class, take a half-hour break and we will be taken there later." Cheng Dong raised his hand and pointed to the bombing site, but he didn't say the rest of the words yet.

Turning around, I saw three dark green military vehicles slowly driving into the entrance of Taocun Military Camp.

Seeing this, Cheng Dong's heart immediately skipped a beat.

I thought to myself, it can’t be that fast?

Captain Cheng's face was gloomy and uncertain.

He was just thinking about the final exam, and when he turned around, someone showed up?

The main reason is that I didn’t receive any prior notice.

"Every class, take it back and rest first."

Cheng Dong didn't bother to explain. He raised his hand to straighten his clothes and ran quickly towards the convoy.

"Deputy squad leader, do we not need to practice anymore?" Yang Dali sat on the ground and watched the company commander run away. He raised his hand to his forehead, his movements a bit like a monkey, and looked into the distance.

Chen Mo didn't notice the convoy in the distance at first. He was sitting on the ground rubbing his ankle to relieve the fatigue brought by a morning of training.

Only after hearing the question did he look up into the distance.

Chen Mo didn't recognize the three dark green old jeeps. After all, all the cars in the army looked like this.

But the one following behind these three vehicles was a particularly eye-catching brown military vehicle with an iron shed and a big butt.

Chen Mo looks very familiar, mainly because his appearance is so distinctive.

On one side of the carriage, a huge "0530346" was sprayed with white paint. No one knew what the numbers meant, but it was not the license plate number and the car was very old.

If Chen Mo's impression was correct, this was the broken car used by the military training department's logistics department, which he had driven in his previous life.

That guy, when he shifts into gear, the gear lever is harder than the steering wheel.

He also asked about the numbers on the carriage, but no one could tell. Someone mentioned that this broken car had been with the military district since the 1970s and 1980s, and the personnel had changed several times, but it had always been there.

So I have some impression.

But the question is, what are the people from the military district’s training department doing here?
Chen Mo was a little confused.

Even if the assessment of new recruits needs supervision, it will not alarm people from the military district.

At most, the training and operations department under the brigade-level unit can handle it, because the recruit company, to put it bluntly, is just a small-scale operation, and the subjects practiced are only the most basic.

No matter how outstanding a recruit is, he will not be assigned to a company or exposed to more subjects.

This excellence is debatable. At most, he will receive more attention than other recruits.

"The rules for this year's assessment have changed?"

Chen Mo guessed that, after all, when he met the people from the training department at this time, there was a motor vehicle company, an anti-aircraft artillery battalion, and a training brigade stationed at the Taocun military camp.

It stands to reason that apart from the new recruits' graduation assessment, which could alert the training department, other aspects would probably not attract these people, right?
But soon, Chen Mo's doubts were dispelled.

Because there are more than three cars coming, the fourth, fifth, seventh, and ninth cars are coming from behind.
The wooden stakes blocking the road at the camp entrance were moved aside.

A row of dark green military vehicles, with several black Peugeots sandwiched in between, slowly entered the camp.

With so many cars coming, it’s not something the training department can display.

Chen Mo realized that something must have happened, so he quickly stood up and brushed the dust off his clothes.

The second company's training ground is next to a main road that leads directly to the entrance of the military camp. The place where they rest is not far from the convoy.

The veterans who were resting nearby also noticed that something was wrong and quickly stood up.

"Beep-beep."

"Everyone, gather, hurry up, hurry up!!"

Several veterans shouted anxiously: "Look to the right, look forward."

"Take a break!!"

"No whispering allowed. Everyone, stand still and wait for further notice."

Suddenly, so many military vehicles arrived at the camp gate, and several people from the military district got off.

Cheng Dong, who initially rushed over to check the situation, was also stunned when he saw so many cars coming.

When he saw the commander of the Seventh Brigade, Wei Jinan, getting out of the car.

Company Commander Cheng quickly ran over, stood at attention, and saluted: "Hello, Brigade Commander!"

"Brigade Commander, do you have any instructions for coming here today?"

Cheng Dong inquired carefully.

Hearing this, Wei Jinan looked at Cheng Dong, then glanced at the Second Company in the distance, then waved his hand and said, "The Kyoto military has decided to hold a military parade this year, and the task has been assigned to our military region."

"The higher-ups are going to set up a 9910 military parade office. They'll be sending it to each unit soon to select key personnel for the parade. All units with glorious traditions will be selected, and your recruit company has nothing to do with it."

Hearing that it had nothing to do with the new recruits, Cheng Dong's nervous heart rose to his throat again before he had time to relax because of the brigade commander's word "but".

"But." After Wei Jinan said this, he hesitated.

He glanced ahead at the first person to enter the camp's training department and whispered, "The training department is here today to select the backbone personnel for the parade. They'll likely select new recruits for assessment."

"This is also what the military district wants." "You're paying enough attention here. Doesn't the second company have a scholar? If he's chosen, let him perform well."

"This is the first batch of personnel to be selected for the parade. The second batch will be in March, and the scope of selection will be expanded. If you can get noticed, you may be selected."

"Yes, Brigadier."

Hearing that Xiucai might be selected, Cheng Dong's heart was in suspense for a long time, and his heart was raised in the direction near his throat.

That guy, the reconnaissance company finally found a new recruit with some education and good physical fitness, and they were thinking of taking him away to work as a clerk in the next company in a few days.

Is it okay to be chosen?
Indeed, being able to participate in the military parade selection is a good thing, Cheng Dong himself admitted.

But the problem is that you may not be selected even if you participate in the selection.

Don’t end up not being able to attend the military parade, and then having your person abducted by someone else, then you won’t have anywhere to cry.

Xiucai has made continuous contributions since his recruit period. I don't know how many units are watching him behind the scenes.

Cheng Dong originally wanted to ask something else, but he saw that the brigade commander had already walked away.

He had no choice but to hold his breath, step back a few steps, stand at attention on the side of the road, and watch the group of people get off the car and head towards the next car park.

Wait for the crowd to go away.

Cheng Dongcai turned around quickly and ran towards the second company.

"Disband, arrange for everyone to rest first, no more training for the time being, wait for news."

Even people from the military district's training department have come, but it is still unknown whether an assessment is necessary and when it will begin.

We must ensure that everyone in the company maintains sufficient physical strength.

What if we are suddenly notified of an assessment and all the new recruits are trained to be weaklings? That would be unacceptable.

Class 8 here.

Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the company commander say that there was no need to assign subjects. A group of people sat together with smiles on their faces, just about to take a break.

As a result, my butt hasn't even touched the ground yet.

When I looked up, I saw Cheng Dong staring at me, rushing towards me in a hurry.

Everyone was stunned at first.

Chen Mo reacted the fastest and was the first to stand up: "Stand up."

The others also quickly stood up and lined up, looking straight ahead with determined eyes.

Afraid of being found to have any faults.

After all, looking at the company commander's appearance, it doesn't look like he comes with good intentions.

"cough!!"

Cheng Dong walked up to him and first raised his hand to rub his cheek, trying to make himself look more friendly.

"Well, there might be a selection for assessment today. Someone from the military training department just came over."

"Don't worry, Captain, we will do our best to get the best results." This was said by Chen Mo.

"Please rest assured, Captain, we will all do our best." Yang Dali and the others followed Chen Mo to express their determination.

If it were in the past, Cheng Dong, as the company commander, would have to encourage and cheer up the new recruits who were so confident.

But now, he can't be happy.

The top soldier in each company, or the soldier who may become the top soldier, is the apple of the company commander's eye. He doesn't want the scholar to be targeted by other units before he even joins the company.

"Well, you're in good spirits. Keep it up."

Cheng Dong praised him and waved to the others: "You guys continue to rest, Xiucai, come here."

If the second company really has to be selected for assessment, Cheng Dong, as the company commander, will be reluctant to let Xiucai go.

But then again, as a soldier, he couldn't even ask Chen Mo to hold back during the assessment.

The two walked one after the other to the main road next to the training ground.

Cheng Dong pointed to the rows of cars parked on the side of the road and said, "Scholar, do you know why these cars are here?"

"Company commander, is this the training department?" Chen Mo responded casually.

Cheng Dong did not find this answer strange. After all, the assessment was approaching, and he had been talking about the assessment being hosted by the Training Department every day these days.

It's not surprising that the new recruits can remember this.

"It's the Training Department, but not from our Seventh Brigade. They're from the military region. Do you know what a military parade is?"

"Report to the company commander, I understand!!"

Of course Chen Mo was aware of the establishment of the 9910 Military Parade Office. After all, selecting a military parade was a major event for the entire military region.

Every time a selection is due, all military branches will pay special attention.

This is not only a military district matter, but also a national event.

9910 means the 99th anniversary military parade held in October 10.

But it’s been such a long time since then, and if he wasn’t reminded, he wouldn’t have thought of it this way.

"Yeah." Cheng Dong nodded: "If you know, I won't explain it to you any further. These few days are the first batch of backbone selection for the military parade."

"The first batch has nothing to do with you recruits, but they are all here. They will probably organize an assessment for the new recruit company and take the opportunity to check on the training status of this year's recruits."

"The first batch has nothing to do with you, but if you perform well, in a month or two, there will be a large-scale selection for the second batch. This is an opportunity."

"Weigh it yourself."

"Okay, let's go rest."

After Cheng Dong finished his instructions, he waved his hand and ran to several other recruit companies to notify them and be ready to respond at any time.

Looking in the direction the company commander left.

Chen Mo pursed his lips. In fact, if he had the chance, he would definitely like to participate in a military parade.

Let’s put aside other reasons.

There are so many people in the army, how many of them can actually participate in the military parade?

Also, Chen Mo's family knows his own affairs. He enlisted as a conscript. Even if he is promoted to an officer and goes to a military academy, and is awarded the rank of lieutenant with a salary of 1.2 cents after graduation, his upper limit is very low in the construction of the new era in the future.

I’m afraid his qualifications cannot be compared with those of the national defense students who will join the army in a few years.

Making meritorious service, receiving commendations, and even being able to participate in military parades would all be good things that would help him improve his qualifications.

But the problem is, Cheng Dong probably doesn't know much about the military parade. If others don't know about Chen Mo's leadership, how could he not know?

He is about 1.75 meters tall and cannot even walk on the parade ground. The height difference is too big. Even if he puts on a height-increasing pad, it will be useless. He will be eliminated from the first batch.

This was how he was eliminated in his previous life, and the people who eliminated him were most likely the ones who had just come by bus.

Therefore, Chen Mo no longer expected to attend military parades or anything like that.

But it is necessary to prepare well for the next assessment. This is the final testimony after three months of training.

With the arrival of the military parade office at the Taocun military camp, the four companies of new recruits had a chance to catch their breath on the morning of the tenth day of the first lunar month.

Because there was no definite news in the morning, no one knew when the assessment would take place, so they simply ordered everyone to recuperate.

But this comfort didn't last for more than a few hours.

The military district's training department notified at noon that the four recruit companies would select three classes from each company on the 12th, for a total of twelve classes, and would undergo multi-subject assessments during the selection period.

They didn't target the Second Company, but the entire armored brigade.

And the company's decision on which class to select had no effect at all. The training department asked for the list in advance, and finally designated the third, sixth and eighth classes for the second company's assessment.

Oh my goodness, the selection list is out and will start from the afternoon of the 10th.

The three classes selected from the second company started the final sprint together.

There are no fixed subjects to practice. Each class will check for deficiencies and fill in the gaps. To put it bluntly, they will practice whatever they are weak in.

A group of squad leaders were keeping an eye on these three classes, and the rosters had been taken away in advance, so it was impossible to replace them.

The veterans were watching with their watches and supervising with their eyes wide open.

This kind of temporary inspection and assessment is the most tiring. In the next day and a half, the three classes started with strict inspections on housekeeping, quilt folding, basic formations, light equipment, full equipment, 400 meters, bomb dropping, and various subjects took turns.

I work when I open my eyes, and when I close my eyes, I basically do it after the lights are turned off.

Free? Impossible.

Even when reciting the three major regulations, there was someone watching.

It doesn't matter if your voice is not loud. It's nonsense to say that reciting silently can help you remember the content. Veterans won't tell you this. If you don't listen, you will be promoted.

The kind that is used to hang on the wall.

After a day and a half, even someone with strong self-discipline like Chen Mo felt a little dazed.

When he thought carefully about what Class Eight had been through since being selected, he couldn't remember a thing.

Anyway, just remember, ever since Class 8 was picked out, those veterans have been acting like crazy, staring at them while they train.

February 1999, 2, which was the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, was the time for the selection and assessment required by the Military Region Training Department.

Seven forty in the morning.

As soon as Chen Mo and his friends finished their meal, Cheng Dong took them to the company entrance.

There are not many people, only 19 recruits in the three classes.

But everyone held their breath and didn't even dare to breathe.

After so much hard training, the final test is finally here.

Moreover, the scale of this assessment was extremely large, as the venue was arranged in the anti-aircraft artillery battalion.

At present, the backbone of the entire armored brigade for the military parade is being selected simultaneously.

(End of this chapter)