Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 114 It’s over, the scholar will be isolated by the whole company

Look at the new recruits busy.

As they passed by, Chen Mo gestured to the people carrying coal and said, "Platoon leader, let's go visit the Hall of Honor. Isn't that organized by the company?"

"Just the two of us going?"

"That depends on the company commander's arrangements." Liang Hongjie shook his head. "I've only been here a short time. I was here for half a month, and only went to visit after I was thoroughly familiar with the place."

"I can't make the decision, so let's just go. They will definitely make arrangements later."

Now that things have come to this, Chen Mo doesn't feel comfortable asking any more questions.

The Honor Room is on the second floor of the building where Chen Mo lives. From the outside, there are white-painted walls and neat corridors.

It's no different from other places.

But the moment Liang Hongjie unlocked the door and pushed it open, a heavy sense of history hit him.

When entering the Hall of Honor, Chen Mo's first feeling was shock, because he had never been there before, and he could not imagine that an entire wall was covered with three layers of banners.

The closer to the door, the brighter the colors of the banners. There are banners awarded by the 28th Army, and honors awarded by the division headquarters and the former regiment headquarters.

At a glance, the most common types are competitions, including division-level competitions and army-level competitions, with endless banners.

Chen Mo didn't take these seriously. A unit has a heavy sense of history.

It's not these honors that matter.

He paced towards the inside, and the further he walked, the lighter the colors of the banners became. There were even many banners, newspapers, and photos that had to be locked in glass cabinets, perhaps to prevent them from being eroded by time.

Through these newspapers, Chen Mo saw the predecessor of the former reconnaissance company, or the predecessor of the 28th Army, which could be traced back to the Bohai Military Region during the War of Resistance Against Japan, and then to the Tenth Column of the East China Field Army.

Chen Mo also saw photos of the beach west of Guningtou in the glass cabinet.

There is a special text introduction next to it. In the photos, we can see that our ancestors sacrificed their lives in the attack on Kinmen. The photos are well preserved.

There are names and organizational units in the photo. If the reconnaissance company is traced back to that period, it belonged to the 244th Regiment, the first group to land on the island.

It is the number of the third company of the first battalion.

The entire first battalion was designated as a commando team at the time. The first company captured seven or eight bunkers and fought desperately to penetrate the battlefield. The second company captured four bunkers in Guanyin Pavilion, and the third company charged from the back half of the mountain and the Shatou line.

Rushing towards the so-called "Maginot Line".

In that battle, almost the entire company was wiped out, with only two people left. They were later reorganized into a new company.

Chen Mo stopped and looked at the newspapers covering the glass. The old patterns flashed before his eyes like charging figures.

That is the figure of our ancestors rushing towards the battlefield without hesitation.

Keep going down.

Many of the banners are so old that the words on them are no longer legible, but there are quite a few with words like "Combat Model Company".

Countless military achievements can be felt particularly clearly through these words.

Chen Mo walked to the innermost part of the honor room. A number of suicide notes, also pressed with glass, lay quietly on the wooden table.

Time can erode paper, and the color of the suicide note has turned yellow, but it cannot erode the soldier's strong desire to serve the country.

After a quick glance, Chen Mo was greatly shocked, and a wave of sourness surged in his heart.

His eyes were red.

"If we win, you will go to the back mountain and climb to the top. If a mountain breeze blows towards you, it means I am here to see you."

"Leaving behind the comforts of our families and the joys of our youth, we are all immature children. However, for the sake of our motherland, we know everything: dignity, motherland, and peace."

"Mom, brother and sister-in-law, and sister: Hello, the troops are about to go to the front. I'm writing this letter and putting it in the bag my eldest brother bought me. Inside is a cotton coat for Mom, cotton pants for my second brother, and a pair of new shoes I was given. There's money in the shoes, so give them to my eldest brother and sister-in-law. I've only been in the army for a short time, so I don't have enough clothes."

"Please tell my father that I have not brought shame upon him. I will go to where my motherland needs me most."

"Thank you for coming to pick up my things. Please have a smoke."

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Chen Mo felt a tightness in his chest after just a few glances at the yellowed papers with blurry handwriting.

Dressed in military uniform, he holds up the rising sun of the motherland.

Full of passion, guarding the place where the motherland needs you most.

This is what soldiers are.

Chen Mo didn't continue reading because he didn't have the courage. Yes, he really didn't have the courage to continue reading.

Only then did he understand why Liang Pai had never come in after opening the door, and why the new recruits were not organized to visit the Hall of Honor.

The 28th Army has been disbanded, and the Hall of Honor carries too much heavy history.

This is not only an honor for a company, but also a testimony to the motherland's progress to where it is today, which is full of difficulties and blood and tears.

"finish watching?"

When Liang Hongjie saw Chen Mo coming out so quickly, he stretched his head to look into the room, stood at attention, and saluted!
Then he silently locked the door again.

Neither of them said anything. It was obvious that Lao Liang must have felt the same heavy mood after visiting the Hall of Honor before.

In fact, if you think about it, today's soldiers are already very happy. Their ancestors laid the foundation for decades of peace for future generations.

After Chen Mo joined the army, a certificate could prove his ability and quality, and a certificate of honor was a testimony to his unity and dedication.

A banner is a symbol of hard work and effort.

But who can prove and bear witness to the era in which our ancestors lived?

The peaceful life we ​​have today is all thanks to the efforts of our ancestors.

While old-established units enjoy honor, they often also have to shoulder a heavy mission.

We can only add to the honor created by our ancestors, and we must never subtract from it.

It might be because it was his first time to capture the enemy by speeding, and his body really couldn't adapt to this high-intensity training, or it might be because the Hall of Honor caused a big reaction in Chen Mo.

In the whole afternoon, Liang Hongjie went to compile the list of new recruits, while Chen Mo sat in the clerical office, looking at the company list and organization.

The person who used to be so restless was surprisingly calm today. But this calmness didn't last long.

After Chen Mo finished looking at the company's organization, he was thinking about how to write a blackboard newspaper like the one the company commander mentioned, which encouraged competitions.

This is the time for research.

Correspondent Zhao Wuliang, panting like a chased dog, ran to the clerical office.

"Water, hurry up, get some water."

As Zhao Wuliang spoke, he picked up Liang Pai's white porcelain cup and gulped down several mouthfuls.

"What's wrong? Why are you running so fast?" Chen Mo looked up and stared at him for a few seconds.

"Hey, you still have the nerve to ask what's wrong?" Zhao Wuliang heard this.

He took off his military cap, scratched his dark hair, moved a chair and sat next to Chen Mo, and complained: "Scholar, scholar, why do you participate in training when you have nothing to do?"

"Wouldn't it be nice to just sit in the office and take a rest?"

"Do you know what our company commander's catchphrase has changed since you participated in the afternoon training?"

He said this without even waiting for Chen Mo's response.

Zhao Wuliang stood up from his chair, his hands on his hips, his face sullen, and he imitated Cheng Dong's expression, shaking his head and saying, "What a shame! A new recruit caught up with us! It's so shameful! More training, more training for the whole company!"

"It took an entire afternoon. After four groups finished practicing capturing enemies with cars, we were in the logistics building. The company commander pulled us up and gave each of us a stick to practice rappelling. Going up and down four floors made me vomit."

"My legs are still weak."

After saying this, Zhao Wuliang suddenly seemed to remember something.

He sat back on the chair, leaned over to Chen Mo, and asked slyly: "By the way, scholar, do you know how high a fourth-floor building is?"

"Nonsense, how could I not know that?" Chen Mo said in a bad mood, pointing out the window at the building opposite: "The building we live in is on the fourth floor, isn't it? Our dormitories are all on the fourth floor."

"Do you dare to take a stick and rappel from the roof? I'm talking about the kind where you don't take the stairs, but instead you rappel down headfirst with a rope."

Looking at Zhao Wuliang with cautious and inquiring eyes.

Chen Mo laughed, and he laughed quite happily.

If you're talking about capturing the enemy with a car, Chen Mo has never practiced it before. Today, he went on the field relying on his courage and the reaction of a veteran.

But when it comes to rappelling, is there any need to ask?

Motorized infantry combat is to fill the line. It is deployed into the battlefield with a pure infantry organization. It is not used to capture the enemy, but it is used to adapt to the complex and diverse battlefield combat environment.

Able to quickly reach the combat area and launch unexpected attacks.

Even if rappelling is not considered a basic skill, it is not much different.

"What are you laughing at? Do you think rappelling is easy?"

Zhao Wuliang said with some dissatisfaction: "I'm telling you, scholar, the competition is about to start, you must not go to the training ground again. I'm not the only one who thinks so."

"Now everyone in the company has unanimously agreed that you can no longer go to the training ground. After the competition is over, you can go wherever you want. No one will bother you."

"Also, I heard that you often get up early to run drills in the recruit company. Starting tomorrow, I will keep an eye on you. You must sleep until six o'clock. Remember this, it is a must."

"How will we have time to take care of the housework then?" Chen Mo was still laughing. He could imagine it.

Because I, a new recruit, can keep up with the training of the veterans, these guys have been treated so badly by the company commander.

After all, a corporal like Zhao Wuliang was exhausted when he returned, so I'm afraid other veterans wouldn't be much better.

"What the hell is housekeeping?" Zhao Wuliang curled his lips when he heard that. "We're a full-time training unit, and we're in the public service class dormitory. Who's checking your stuff? The combat class hasn't had anyone checking lately because of the competition."

"Anyway, I'm keeping an eye on you. You're not allowed to get up early tomorrow. New recruits are still growing, and getting enough sleep every day is the foundation."

"Don't worry, just listen to the veteran. There's nothing wrong."

Zhao Wuliang explained everything in a condescending manner, not caring whether Chen Mo believed it or not.

Damn, the new recruits are still growing. Lao Zhao is only 1.7 meters tall, but not as tall as Chen Mo.

At first, Chen Mo didn't take Zhao Wuliang's words seriously.

I just thought he was being trained too harshly by the company commander and came here to complain.

But soon, Chen Mo realized that he was wrong.

In other words, Cheng Dong's extra training method was enough to make the entire company of scouts "unite as one" and jointly resist Xiucai.

Had dinner.

As the time for the competition was tight, the recruits were taken to the study room to watch the news broadcast and listen to the instructor's ideological education class.

The veterans were taken away to continue training.

After finishing his class, Chen Mo looked at the time and saw that it was still early before lights out, so he thought about going to the martial arts training ground in the distance.

While I have free time, I will learn more about the scout training subjects.

Who would have thought that he had not yet strolled to the martial arts training ground, but had just walked near the artillery field.

Two scouts suddenly jumped out from the darkness in the distance.

Chen Mo didn’t know the person.

But people know him.

The two stood shoulder to shoulder, stretched out their hands to block Chen Mo's way, and said righteously: "Scholar, from now on you can no longer go to the training ground."

"Damn it, we're on duty here just to protect you."

"When the competition is over, our entire company will play with you, but not now. Go back to sleep."

Chen Mo looked at the brightly lit camp behind him in silence.

It’s only a little after eight o’clock, and you’re going to let him go to bed?

Am I being isolated?
(End of this chapter)