Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 181: Active Integration, Initial Scale Taken.

The cadets who heard the whistle in front of the building, along with a few veterans who were relatively well-behaved, came out to assemble.

Seeing so many fully armed soldiers suddenly burst into the dormitory building.

Anyone who isn't stupid knows to line up obediently.

The base has just opened, and it has people from the academy, the armed police, and the military.

Here, it really is a matter of who has more people and who has the strongest fist.

Inside the dormitory on the second floor.

At this moment, Liang Hongjie was pulling on Gao Sufeng's blanket. The two old men were locked in a stalemate, one standing and the other lying down, neither willing to give in.

Platoon leader Wang Yanjun led his team to the door.

"Hey, Lao Liang, you got here before us."

Wang Yanjun noticed that something was wrong in the dormitory. He first looked at Liang Hongjie, then looked down at the belt lying on the ground, and roughly understood what was going on.

He hadn't heard what the scholar and the company commander were whispering about, but he figured it couldn't be that the scholar was being bullied.

That grandson, covered in hair, is smarter than a monkey.

If it's not a scholar, then it must be Old Liang.

I heard a noise behind me.

Liang Hongjie was taken aback. He wasn't as thick-skinned as Chen Mo. It would be embarrassing if the older comrades in the company saw that he couldn't even handle the soldiers under his command.

Old Liang's gaze was somewhat evasive.

He laughed and replied, "Wang Pai, you're here, haha."

An awkward sound echoed in the dormitory.

Wang Yanjun, a former reconnaissance platoon leader, was very astute. Just by looking at the situation in the dormitory, he could guess what had happened.

He walked straight into the dormitory, glanced around, put his hands on his hips, and ignored Liang Hongjie, because he also looked down on people who were too soft-hearted.

"What, is it that nobody wants to gather?"

“Come on, help these comrades you just met, teach them how to dress, and teach them how to assemble.”

"Turn off the air conditioning, damn it, you're enjoying yourself more than I am."

Platoon Leader Wang gave the order.

The veterans of the reconnaissance company behind didn't care about your identity. They all had smiles on their faces, carried their Type 81 rifles on their backs, and some stood guard outside the dormitory doors, some closed the doors, and some unplugged the power.

The base's dormitories are all six-person rooms. Apart from Gao Sufeng at the door, who was temporarily ignored, the three people who were still lying in bed inside were all dragged out of bed by a row of soldiers.

Several veteran scouts took turns kicking the man in his underwear.

These people got up very early; they were called up to assemble just as dawn broke, and then they traveled a long distance to get here.

Their feet and bodies were covered in dust. After a few kicks, the lazybones were covered in dusty footprints.

You don't need to ask a single question.

Even if the other person keeps getting kicked, they have to find a way to put their clothes back on, otherwise they'll just have to keep getting beaten up.

Let's see if your bones are harder, or their fists are harder.

No matter what kind of veteran or senior sergeant they were, their status as a powerful figure in their company or regiment was irrelevant at this moment.

The reconnaissance company isn't buying your act.

This situation was not uncommon in the military in the late 1990s.

The three men who had been beaten by the scouts knew that the situation was beyond their control, so they endured it without uttering a sound. After gritting their teeth and putting on their clothes, they were beaten a few more times before being allowed to assemble.

Seeing this, Liang Hongjie pursed his lips and remained silent.

Gao Sufeng, who was standing to the side, was also a little confused. He hadn't expected so many people to suddenly come in.

He wanted to get dressed, but Wang Yanjun wouldn't allow it.

When I came in, I saw the belt that had fallen off at the dormitory door, which told me that the old man in front of me had a bad temper.

After beating up the other guys in the dorm.

Wang Yanjun walked to the metal cabinet next to the lower bunk, took Gao Sufeng's military uniform out of the cabinet, glanced at the shoulder boards and armbands, and laughed: "Oh ho, still an old comrade from the mechanized infantry brigade."

"Then you should be polite."

Platoon Leader Wang folded his uniform and handed it to Liu Hai, who was in the first row: "Old Liu, why don't you do it?"

"Row."

Liu Hai nodded, then strode forward, gripped the iron handrail of the upper bunk with both hands, leaped into the air, and kicked Gao Sufeng's side shoulder with great force.

Because he moved so fast, Gao Sufeng was caught off guard and didn't even have time to react before he was kicked to the ground.

Liu Hai grabbed the folded military uniform and placed it on Gao Sufeng's chest and abdomen, then punched him several times.

Liu Hai only let go after smashing the person into a bent-over shrimp shape, grabbed his clothes and threw them on the bedside table, then shook his wrist.

"Get down here and assemble within one minute. If you don't show up by then, I'll beat you up every time I see you here from now on."

After Liu Hai finished speaking, he shook his hand and left.

Wang Yanjun looked around and found that the situation was not as complicated as he had thought, and he basically got it sorted out in a few moments.

He also dragged Liang Hongjie away.

Sometimes, force is more powerful than reason, and that's how reason should be presented.

The people in the row entered the building quickly and came out just as quickly.

Chen Mo stood downstairs, looking up at the building. When he noticed Liang Hongjie coming down, Chen Mo walked up to him and asked, "Platoon leader, are all the men here?"

“There’s still one who hasn’t come down.” Liang Hongjie shook his head.

To be honest, he disapproved of the reconnaissance company's way of doing things from the bottom of his heart, but he had to admit that it was sometimes effective.

He really couldn't handle it by himself.

"Alright, go and gather everyone for a meeting. You can say whatever you want. When that person comes down to the meeting, make him do an extra ten kilometers of morning exercises as punishment."

"Keep an eye on the run, you can't accompany me."

"Without rules, there can be no order. Platoon leader, today you arrange for someone to take over the patrol and gate posts. Find something for them to do. After lunch, arrange for someone to pull the weeds."

"Don't wait for the academy to make arrangements. The person in charge of the academy this time is the former chief of staff of our Seventh Division. The higher-ups can see what we do."

Upon hearing this, Liang Hongjie actually wanted to ask if a 10-kilometer penalty was too much.

But considering that this was his only chance to establish his authority among the veterans, and that it was the reconnaissance company and the scholar who helped him secure it.

If I were to be soft-hearted again, it would truly be wrong.

He nodded and walked to the front of the line to start lining up.

To Liang Hongjie's surprise,

He whistled not only the twenty-odd veterans who came yesterday, but also the group of cadets who came with the instructor.

The team, which originally consisted of more than twenty people, suddenly grew to more than forty, leaving him somewhat unsure of how many people he, as the team leader, was actually in charge of.

I'd like to ask the scholar again.

Unfortunately, Chen Mo acted as if he hadn't seen the group of cadets gathering, and strode towards the location of the reconnaissance company.

Since Director Luo appointed him as an advisor for this training, he must take responsibility.

If you can't even sort out this little thing, then there's no telling what will happen in the future.

As for Liang Pai, let him gain more experience; if you can avoid helping him, then don't.

He needs to develop the fighting spirit of an officer on his own.

Looking at Liang Hongjie, who was just transferred yesterday, he already seems to be acting like a platoon leader after only one day. He's starting to try leading and organizing his troops.

Cheng Dong clicked his tongue and laughed, "Scholar, you son of a bitch, you're something else."

"You were promoted and went away for a month, and now you're acting as my advisor? Damn it, I've been around for most of my life, what, do you expect me to listen to you from now on?"

"Hehe, that's impossible."

Chen Mo smiled and glanced at the building where the instructors lived in the distance, then asked, "Company Commander, do you know who the director of the Strategic and Operational Studies Department at the Army Academy is?"

"How the hell am I supposed to know?" Cheng Dong scoffed. However, when it came to matters involving superiors, he kept his voice relatively low.

Hearing what the company commander said...

Chen Mo was also speechless, his face full of black lines.

It turns out that during the previous investigation, when the company commander went to the Army Academy, he patted his chest and said, "Our 7th Division has connections in this school."

After all that, it turns out they had no idea who this "someone" was referring to.
The company commander got some insider information from the political commissar and went to the Army Academy to brag about it.
However, he doesn't need to introduce them.

Before Chen Mo could speak, Luo Yaowu, followed by several instructors, had already come from a distance.

Following the direction Chen Mo was looking.

Cheng Dong, who had just been standing with his hands on his hips and a smug look on his face, suddenly froze.

He had been in the 7th Division for so many years, how could he not know the chief of staff?

He just hadn't attended a military academy, so he didn't know which major the chief of staff had been assigned to at the Army Academy.

Company Commander Cheng, who was usually fearless, suddenly lost half his courage upon seeing Luo Yaowu approaching.

They didn't even bother to pay attention to the scholar anymore.

He rushed to the front of the line and shouted: "Attention, everyone! Right dress, front dress, attention!"

After the team was assembled.

He quickly ran up to Luo Yaowu, snapped to attention, and saluted, saying, "Reporting to the Chief of Staff, the Third Reconnaissance Company should have 96 men, but 95 are present. Please give instructions."

"Take a break!"

"Yes!!"

Cheng Dong responded, turned to face the ranks, and shouted, "At ease!!"

Chen Mo knew that only Lao Pao from the reconnaissance company was absent.

He heard it from Liang Hongjie; many of the veteran technical sergeants in the armored brigade had recently gone there to learn while the main battalion was being re-equipped.

This is a rare opportunity.

Therefore, the General Staff did not force the transfer of personnel during this company-wide mobilization. After all, studying theoretical knowledge here might not be as effective as practical operation in the main force battalion.

Luo Yaowu stared at Cheng Dong for a couple of seconds and nodded slightly. He had been transferred from the Seventh Division earlier than last September when the division was reorganized into a brigade.

Chief of Staff Luo was arguably the most senior chief of staff in the 7th Tank Division, but he was not the last.

He only vaguely recognized Cheng Dong, but he was extremely familiar with this three-part interlude.

From Chen Mo getting up early to run, to urging other officers to blow the reveille at the wake-up call, and then using the reconnaissance company's men to run to the dormitory to integrate the cadets and the veterans who came yesterday.

Luo Yaowu knew all of this.

This is an unspoken understanding; the fact that he dares to delegate authority to a student cannot be due to simple trust or a close relationship.

There's only one reason: ability.

People must first demonstrate their abilities in order to earn trust.

This ability to mediate is precisely what Director Luo's assistant, Pei Shuaijun, lacks, as do the students and instructors at the Army Academy.

Luo Yaowu observed the reconnaissance company members before strolling to the front of the formation.

Just as Director Luo was about to give his speech, Liang Hongjie was still lining up the dormitory, cluelessly not knowing to bring everyone over.

Chen Mo was so anxious that he kept gesturing to remind him.

Damn it, it's really frustrating to encounter someone who can't even express themselves properly.

Currently, no one at the base has explicitly stated that Liang Hongjie is leading the team, but if he brings people over now, it will be seen by many instructors.

Let Director Luo see it.

That's it, isn't it?

After all, he was the only officer among the veterans and the only proper officer among the cadets.

If he doesn't take them, who will?
Fortunately, although Lao Liang lacked experience, he knew to pay attention to the direction Chen Mo was in.

Upon seeing the hand gesture, he quickly straightened his posture and ordered, "Everyone, about face, assemble in the correct formation, four columns, march!"

"Tooth 21, Tooth 21."

With Liang Hongjie leading the team, the original reconnaissance company had more than ninety people, plus these forty-odd people.

The group of nearly 150 people is already quite large in terms of numbers.

Luo Yaowu looked at the queue, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Previously, he guessed that Chen Mo, this cadet soldier, must have some ability to dare to cause trouble in the academy time and time again.

Unexpectedly, the other party was able to expand the scale of training required at the base to this extent in just one day.

indeed.

Even Luo Yaowu today has to admit it.

The reconnaissance company is well-suited for this training. Looking around, apart from a very few who are still conscripts, the rest are mostly non-commissioned officers.

What's even more remarkable is that these people all seem to have a burning passion in their eyes, a symbol of daring to take on challenges.

Perhaps, a completely new information-based integrated combat unit can really be born in this place.

"Comrades."

Luo Yaowu's gaze swept over the ranks again, and the people who had been at ease immediately stood at attention.

Everyone looked ahead. Even though the forty-odd people that Liang Hongjie brought were a little slow to catch up, the overall morale of the reconnaissance company was improved.

"Let me introduce myself first. My surname is Luo and my name is Luo Yaowu. I am currently the director of the Strategic and Operational Studies Department at Shimen Army Academy. You can call me Director Luo."

"I believe most of the comrades present have heard about the non-commissioned officer training program."

"But what I want to say is that this is not just about planning soldiers' careers, but also about laying the foundation for information warfare. You will be exposed to a lot of liberal arts studies in the future."

"Comrades, as some people have said before, the source of soldiers is the foundation of everything, and I think I have seen it for myself today."

"Since we've come here, it means we're about to be at the forefront, riding the wave and ushering in a new era of reform."

"Comrades, the challenges ahead may be difficult, but soldiers only distinguish between right and wrong. There are some things we will do even if it means sacrificing ourselves."

Are you all ready?

"Always be prepared! Always be prepared!! Always be prepared!!"

Led by the reconnaissance company, everyone roared in unison.

It looks quite imposing.

Luo Yaowu had only come out to make a brief appearance and didn't intend to say much.

Currently, Chen Mo's sudden remarks have caused the process to proceed faster than he had anticipated.

The rest of the Army Academy personnel haven't arrived yet; the armored vehicles, staff, Army Command, and military medical academy personnel haven't arrived either.

Many courses cannot be started yet.

Luo Yaowu could only wave his hand, signaling Pei Shuaijun to arrange the dormitories for the reconnaissance company members.

Then he beckoned to Chen Mo and said, "You, come with me."

"Yes!!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo winked at Cheng Dong, then quickly followed Director Luo toward the office in the distance.

As he passed by the dormitory building, he caught a glimpse of a third-term veteran, who was standing inside the building looking out.

Chen Mo frowned. This must be the person Liang Pai was talking about earlier, right?

It seems the cleanup wasn't thorough enough.

They dared to skip even the large assembly; the first batch of people transferred from the military region had too many problems and were far from ready for formal training.

After all, a tree that isn't straight is hardly of any use.

A person who doesn't have the right attitude can't shoulder heavy responsibilities.

(End of this chapter)