Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 116: Dog Scholar, I'm so unlucky to know you
Those who lead troops at the grassroots level are all smart people.

As soon as Cheng Dong asked the question, he clearly felt that the atmosphere in the queue was becoming strange.

A group of old hands looked at the scholar eagerly.

When did these people become so concerned about new comrades?
We all started out as soldiers and climbed up step by step. Who wouldn't be aware of the dirty work going on behind the scenes?
Cheng Dong didn't wait for Chen Mo to respond, he waved his hand first: "Everyone, disperse, go back to sleep."

It’s over.

This is the voice of hundreds of veterans in the reconnaissance company.

But no one dared to disobey the company commander's order. The crowd looked back every few steps, and that guy left reluctantly.

Their hearts were heavier than each other. As veterans, they were stopping new recruits from training. If this happened to the proud reconnaissance company, they would feel embarrassed just thinking about it.

Wait until everyone has left.

Cheng Dong crossed his arms and stared at Chen Mo: "Tell me, scholar, why didn't I see you today?"

Damn it, Chen Mo felt his scalp tighten when he heard this.

If I don't handle this well, it will be like yellow mud falling into my crotch, which is either shit or shit. If I file a complaint against so many veterans, I will have no chance of getting along in the future.

"Reporting to the company commander." Chen Mo puffed out his chest. "I was planning to go, but Platoon Leader Liang happened to ask me to go to the sales point, so I went there first."

"hold head high."

"I was the one who called out." Liang Hongjie just came back after delivering a bicycle, and answered without thinking.

Cheng Dong smiled when he heard this, and looked at Chen Mo and said, "Not bad, kid, you learn quickly in the army and know the importance of unity."

"But if you don't want to say it, someone will."

Cheng Dong raised his hand and patted Chen Mo's shoulder, put his hat on his head, and his smiling face suddenly became gloomy.

Chen Mo watched it carefully, and it was really a performance of changing his expression in a second.

Then, Captain Cheng, with a gloomy face, strode to the company entrance and looked at the crowd that had dispersed and walked thirty meters away.

"Get back here, everyone."

A loud roar frightened the old soldier in the distance so much that he shuddered all over.

The crowd hurried back.

When the scattered queues gathered again, Cheng Dong said with a dark face: "What did the scholar say just now?"

"Who is it? Don't make me call your name."

"come out!!"

Chen Mo was standing right behind Cheng Dong. It was no use for him to shake his head at the crowd because the company commander was so majestic that these veterans didn't even dare to look at him.

Cheng Dong just finished speaking.

The old soldier who had "bribed" the scholar before stepped forward with a wry smile and said, "Company Commander."

"Tell me, what happened?" Cheng Dong glanced at the old soldier.

"No, no." The old soldier shook his head and laughed dryly: "I just asked if the scholar was tired and wanted to rest for a while, I didn't say anything else."

"Well, it seems you are still not tired." Having said this, Cheng Dong could guess the general situation.

It must be these old hands who are coaxing the scholar and not letting him go to the training ground.

"Since you care so much about the new comrades and are so caring, it would be a shame for your progress if you didn't give them some extra training."

"Everyone, get ready for ten kilometers! Shout the slogan! If I can't hear you here, you know the consequences."

Cheng Dong made a few threats and turned away.

Leaving behind a group of veterans looking at each other in bewilderment.

Chen Mo took a few steps forward and spread his hands, saying, "Squad Leader, I didn't report you."

"I know." The veteran from squad four rolled his eyes. "We know our company better than you do. Scholar, you should go back to bed early. Why are you pushing someone else's bike when you have nothing to do?"

A group of veterans turned around and prepared their equipment, complaining bitterly.

Chen Mo felt that he couldn't accept the cigarettes until the matter was completed perfectly.

So he took out the cigarettes and matches the old soldier had given him from his pocket and handed them to the old soldier.

"Squad leader, you have worked hard."

"It's such hard work!" The old soldier was just about to complain about how hard it was.

Before I could reach out to take the cigarette, I looked up and saw the company commander and the instructor. They came out again without me noticing.

The two of them were standing at the entrance of the company, looking straight at him.

Be good! !
These two didn't see him when he gave them cigarettes. If they misunderstood that he was asking the new recruits for something, they would skin him alive.

"Scholar, I... I'm so unlucky to have known you."

The veteran from squad four yelled and turned to run away. He was afraid that he would have to deal with the scholar again and run into something terrible.

That guy ran and jumped, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Chen Mo was stunned. He suddenly felt that the company commander was right. These old soldiers just needed more training.

Judging from the movement just now, it's obvious that he still has some strength left.

However, when Chen Mo turned around, he saw Cheng Dong and Huo Linshan standing five meters behind him.

He understood why the veteran had run so fast and asked for a whole pack of cigarettes from the new recruits in front of the company commander and the instructor.

I'm afraid this is really a waste of time.

In the army, beating or scolding new recruits can be considered education and a way of leading troops.

But stealing other people's things, especially in the unclear situation just now, is a big ideological problem.

Chen Mo observed a half-second of silence for the veteran, took out two cigarettes he had just "washed", and gave one each to the company commander and the instructor.

"The lights will be turned off soon, go back and rest." Cheng Dong waved his hand.

"Yes!!"

New recruits and veterans train separately, and new recruits do not have to attend these extra night training sessions.

What's more, clerks don't need to train with the company, it all depends on their own initiative.

This night.

No one knew how long the veterans of the reconnaissance company had been running. Anyway, Chen Mo waited until he was about to fall asleep, and he could still faintly hear the slogan of "one, two, three, four" from outside.

Communicator Zhao Wuliang didn't come back either. He must have gone with them for extra training.

It was around four o'clock the next morning.

Chen Mo turned over in bed and couldn't sleep anymore. He stared at the ceiling.

I have been training every day since I joined the army. Yesterday, I suddenly had some free time because I was assigned to another company, and I was a little uncomfortable with it.

In addition, when I was in Class 8, there were always people snoring, and I was used to that sound. Now that it suddenly became quiet, I felt more and more uncomfortable lying down.

I raised my hand and rubbed my sleepy eyes. It was uncomfortable to lie down if I couldn't sleep.

Chen Mo simply sat up. With the thin moonlight, he could vaguely see Zhao Wuliang on the bed diagonally opposite him. He should have returned.

As the saying goes, if you don't practice for three days, your hands will become unfamiliar, and if you don't recite for three days, your mouth will become unfamiliar. Even if you are doing it for a long time, you can't relax.

He didn't know the time without a watch, but it didn't feel too early, so Chen Mo simply put on his clothes and got out of bed.

I carefully folded and packed the quilt, preparing to go out for a few laps to warm up.

"Scholar, what are you doing?"

When Chen Mo was almost done packing his backpack, Liang Hongjie suddenly looked up and asked.

"Platoon Leader, I'm going to run a few laps. Are you coming?"

"go with!"

Liang Hongjie seemed to have made a great decision. He lay on the bed in a daze for a long time before he got up and started packing his backpack.

The dormitory of the company commander and the instructor was downstairs, so the two of them moved very quietly and did not turn on the lights. They fumbled to pack their backpacks.

The two of them went downstairs one after the other.

Although it was already March, the wind in the early morning was still bitingly cold. Chen Mo was already familiar with the feeling of getting up in the middle of the night.

Liang Hongjie had never gotten up at this time except for his habit of going to bed in the middle of the night. He shuddered all over.

Looking at the scholar in front of him with steady steps, he shook his head to get rid of the thought of retreating in his mind and quickly caught up.

The army is a melting pot. Some people become addicted to training and feel uncomfortable if they don't train for a day.

But there are also people in the government who have long forgotten what training feels like, such as Liang Hongjie. Since his junior year, the military academy has not required much physical fitness, and after joining the army, he was burdened with clerical work.

Coupled with his own laziness and deliberate retreat, he can't compare with someone like Chen Mo who is full of energy.

On the dark runway.

Lao Liang ran less than two kilometers before he was panting like a cow. His lungs felt like they were about to explode, and his feet felt rooted to the ground, making it impossible for him to move forward.

Chen Mo had almost run five kilometers. When he passed by Liang Hongjie, he saw him panting, pressing his hands on his knees, and bending over to rest.

After adjusting his breathing, Chen Mo reluctantly said, "Platoon Leader, take off your backpack and run slowly to reduce the weight."

"Hold on for now. You don't have to set such high standards for yourself at the beginning. Come on, Platoon Leader!"

After all, Liang Hongjie was a professional cadre and had his own pride. He was encouraged by a private who had been in the camp for just over three months.

Lao Liang was embarrassed.

He gritted his teeth and did not take off his backpack. He suppressed the signals of fatigue coming from his body and caught up with Chen Mo's speed.

"Scholar, why are you working so hard?" Liang Hongjie turned and looked at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo didn't know how to answer this question. He just stared at the one-bar and two-star military rank on Liang Pai's shoulder.

He slowed down his running speed in silence, and after a long while he finally said, "Platoon Leader."

"hold head high."

"If your rank of lieutenant was changed to that of a corporal with two limbs, would you be willing to accept it?"

"Damn, what kind of mistakes must I have made to be promoted from lieutenant to private first class in one go?"

Liang Hongjie stared, shaking his head in disbelief. "I'm definitely not willing to accept this. Even if my words don't carry weight right now as a cadre, I'll eventually become a company commander, you know?"

"You can even become a battalion commander. You know, scholar? Our army is going to reform. Educated cadres will become more and more popular in the future."

"Maybe I can become a brigade commander in the future. How impressive that would be."

Liang Hongjie was, after all, just a young man of twenty-two or twenty-three years old. There must have been a gap in his heart between going from military school to the army, but from beginning to end, the fire in his heart would never be extinguished.

For example, his ideal is to become a brigade commander.

Yes.

Chen Mo smiled and said nothing. If he couldn't accept being promoted from lieutenant to corporal, wouldn't it be even more uncomfortable for him, a major, to be demoted directly to private?
He knows better than anyone that educated cadres will become more and more popular in the army in the future. Just look at the promotion speed of national defense students in a few years.

He was promoted like a rocket, even more powerful than military academy students.

The reason I go to the grassroots level is simply because I need this kind of experience.

But he was different. He had neither the time nor the opportunity to become a national defense student. He had to first establish a firm and stable root in the company.

If I have the chance, I will go and try to get close to the political commissar.

After the two of them communicated briefly for a few words, Chen Mo calmed his mind again and began to accelerate.

Time passed little by little.

The sky gradually brightened.

After the reconnaissance company officer on duty got up, he saw the scholar running in front of the dormitory building.

That guy, his face turned black in an instant, pitch black.

Because he saw more than just the scholar.

I also saw that at the company entrance, the company commander and the instructor had already gotten up and were also looking towards the training ground.

Damn, this is really the sky falling.

You are just a clerk, why are you carrying a conspicuous bag so early in the morning?

Even if you want to run, why do you have to run so close to the training ground instead of in such a big place like the training ground?

The attendant was so angry that he felt itchy, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, with the new recruits so fierce, what are the veterans to do? Shouldn't they show some support?
This bastard scholar joined the reconnaissance company. It was really unlucky to meet him.

The duty officer didn't even look at whether it was six o'clock or not. It didn't make any difference whether he got up early or late. The scholar had already set the example for them.

He put the whistle in his mouth and blew it with all his might.

"Beep-beep!!"

"get up."

There was a hint of resentment in the roar.

Because he knew that the next day would be another day of extra training for the entire company.

(End of this chapter)