Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 72 This has become famous, and I’m the only one who doesn’t know?
Early on Friday morning, Chen Mo did not go to practice alone, but took advantage of the dark around four o'clock.

He got up and woke up everyone in Class 8 one by one in the dark.

After going downstairs to get some water for everyone to wash up, we started cleaning.

Have no idea.

Who made Lao Pao so obsessed with the mobile red flags? Since he couldn't hang up the red flags, he spent all day studying how to hang them on the wall.

Who can stand this kind of violence?
But if they want to win the red flag, now is not the time when they first entered the barracks. The new recruits have been polished and their levels in all aspects have improved by leaps and bounds.

If you want to be different and stand out from the crowd, you can only focus on the details.

Chen Mo was in charge of the division of labor. He repaired the quilt, Yang Dali placed the basins, folded the towels, and put away the wash cups. Feng Junling, who was tall, took the rag and wiped the top of the dormitory door, the window frame, the light bulbs, and the iron frames of the upper and lower bunks over and over again.

Li Zhiang is short, so he crawls under the bed to clean up every nook and cranny. As long as it is in the classroom, he will not leave any place untouched.

As for Zhu Gaituan, Wei Jiahao, and Yue Jinyuan, they were responsible for the glass, floor, and corridor.

The work progresses inch by inch.

Several people worked in the dark and were very serious about it.

The main reason is that I was scared by Lao Pao after being tormented by him for two consecutive nights.

The dormitory floors were all made of cement, and we would practice low-posture crawls for an hour or two at a time. Sometimes, when we got excited, we would make the whole class lie on the floor and practice abdominal lifts.

After crawling on the ground for a long time, I was forced to lie on the ground without even touching my head and limbs. It was so painful.

Lao Pao lay on the bed, listening to the rustling noises in the dormitory, and every once in a while he would stare at the watch to check the time.

Life is so comfortable.

Around six o'clock, when Chen Mo and the others finished work, Lao Pao got up from the bed, put on his clothes and said, "It's time to go wash up quickly and check the housekeeping again before going out for exercise."

"Close the doors and windows tightly."

"The housekeeping inspection should be in the morning. If we keep up this momentum, there won't be any problems."

Since the veteran said so, I should be able to pass.

Everyone walked along the edge carefully, fearing that they would dirty the cleaned dormitory again.

Time soon came to morning.

All the new recruits of the second company were taken to the training ground and lined up. Unlike the previous few days, each class seemed to pay more attention to their appearance today, and no one was seen wearing tattered clothes.

Unlike the previous two days, when the queue reached that station, there were either big tears in the sleeves or torn pieces of cloth hanging from the knees.

It looked like the Beggars' Sect convening a meeting.

"There should be female military doctors in the Guard Training Corps."

Chen Mo stood in the queue and thought secretly, otherwise he would be in the reconnaissance company with these rough guys.

When have you ever cared about the image of new recruits?

It is not ruled out that the 63th Brigade had just arrived at the rd Army and wanted to leave a good impression on the new unit, but the greater reason for this motivation was still the patronage of female comrades.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Cheng Dongdu kept looking down at his watch, and he was obviously getting impatient.

At the entrance of Taocun Military Camp in the distance, a white bus with some blue stripes slowly entered the camp.

"I'm coming."

"Company Commander, the comrades from the Guard Training Team have arrived."

An old soldier trotted up to Cheng Dong to report.

"Nonsense, I have my eyes open." Cheng Dong cursed angrily, then raised his hand to straighten his military cap: "Every class, pay attention to discipline, don't look around, and wait for the next arrangement."

Done.

Cheng Dong and Huo Linshan ran quickly towards the training ground near the entrance to the avenue.

When the bus stopped, the guard training team, led by a major, got out of the passenger seat first.

Cheng Dong and Huo Linshan stepped forward quickly and saluted: "Comrades, thank you for your hard work."

"Haha, Captain Cheng, you're too polite."

The major in charge returned the greeting and then extended his hand to shake hands with the two company commanders.

I don’t know what they discussed afterwards. Anyway, I saw that there were only eight people left in the guard training team in the recruit column, and the remaining twenty or so people were led by the veterans of the second company, and they were probably heading to other recruit companies.

Seeing Captain Cheng coming towards the team with a smile on his face, three female comrades and five male comrades.

Yang Dali reached out and poked Chen Mo's shoulder and said, "Deputy Squad Leader, didn't you say we were military doctors? Why do I see that many of these people are like us, all new recruits?"

"It's normal."

Chen Mo glanced at it and replied, "The Guard Training Corps is similar to the Recruit Company, except that we are soldiers in the combat training squad, while they will become medical staff after training."

"Some of the new recruits are probably from our side. They came here at the same time as us and were assigned to the Guard Training Corps for training."

"It's so beautiful. The guard training team should have it easy." Yang Dali raised his hand and looked at the wound on his wrist.

When I looked up again, my eyes were full of envy.

What a beauty.

Chen Mo pursed his lips. Yang Dali had this idea purely because he didn't understand. He felt that the people in the security training team were quite relaxed.

In fact, the training intensity of the Guard Training Team is not much different from that of the Armored Infantry. The instructors of the Guard Training Team are all doctors from the hospital. In addition to physical training, they also have to memorize various textbooks.

The physical training is also very tough and the cycle is very long. It takes at least eight months for a class of the Guard Training Team to enter and exit.

Anyway, Chen Mo didn’t think they were that beautiful.

"Comrades, please allow me to briefly introduce myself."

When Cheng Dong walked to the front of the queue, he pointed at the eight people he brought back.

"These comrades are responsible for teaching us battlefield first aid today. From now on, each squad leader and platoon leader will supervise and cooperate with the comrades from the medical training team to complete the teaching tasks."

"This opportunity is rare, so you must study hard. New recruits will be assessed on battlefield first aid at the end of their assessment, and similar subjects will appear in competitions."

"Alright, lead them out in platoons."

After Cheng Dong finished giving the instructions, he stood beside him with his hands on his hips to supervise.

"Row one, squad one, squad two, squad three, turn right and march in step."

"Second row, follow in two columns."

"Fourth Platoon, each squad, count the number of people and lead the team over."

Lao Pao is the platoon leader of the third platoon. If he doesn't organize the troops, the other platoons will have to take the new recruits to gather somewhere else.

The space for lining up was naturally reserved for three rows.

As the number of recruits in the entire queue decreased, there were fewer and fewer people, and finally only 19 recruits in three rows were left standing.

The eight guard training teams were also divided into four groups of two, preparing to follow the platoon.

Feng Junling quietly clasped his hands together and muttered to himself, "Women, women, women, God bless, please send a woman over here, damn, we are all bachelors here."

"Is this method useful?" After Yang Dali took a look, he also muttered in the same way.

Chen Mo turned his head and looked at the two people. He thought that the third row’s luck wouldn’t be so bad.

After all, there are only eight people in the second company, three women, two in a group, and only one of the groups has two men teaching.

With a one in four probability, my luck shouldn't be that bad.

But the idea is beautiful, but the reality is so sloppy.

My luck is just so fucking bad.

In the end, the first, second, and fourth rows were taught by a male and a female pair.

But when it was their third row's turn, they were very loyal and took the responsibility of covering the back.

One of the two men was a captain, and the other was a recruit without a rank, just like Chen Mo and the others. He was dark and strong.

"Oh my god, is it too late to change classes now?" Feng Junling saw that the two people in charge of teaching were already in place at the front of the queue, and his face was longer than a donkey's.

It was really a waste of prayers.

Lao Pao stood in the distance, watching the show, and had no intention of coming over to form a team.

It was Wang Jianyong, the squad leader of Class 7, who quickly stepped forward, glared at him with his big, egg-shaped eyes and scolded him, "What are you all mumbling about? Are you in need of practice?"

"All of you, stand at attention."

"Let me introduce you," Wang Jianyong said, pointing to the captain beside him. "This is our third platoon's instructor today, Instructor Feng Wenyuan."

"This is Instructor Feng's student, Ma Nao."

"Both comrades have come all the way here to teach us. Let's applaud and welcome them."

"clap clap"

There was active but not enthusiastic applause.

The third row has basically accepted its fate. If there are no female comrades, then there are no female comrades. What can they do if they can resist?

"Comrades, you're welcome."

Feng Wenyuan seemed kinder than Wang Jianyong. He raised his hand to signal for silence and continued, "Now let's officially begin the teaching."

"Today we are learning about battlefield first aid, a basic skill that every soldier must master."

"Does anyone know where injuries are most common on the battlefield?"

Feng Wenyuan glanced at the queue.

At first, Lao Feng didn't expect anyone to respond. This was just his usual practice of asking questions while teaching from the details.

But he overlooked the fact that there was also someone in the third row who had a wealth of knowledge and was always thinking about improving himself.

"Report to the instructor." Chen Mo replied in a loud voice: "The most common areas of injury on the battlefield are the shoulders, waist, abdomen, and legs."

"Oh?"

"Which comrade answered this?" Feng Wenyuan looked up at Chen Mo in surprise: "Come on, come on, step out of the line and stand in front."

"Yes." Chen Mo strode to the front amid the curious gazes of the new recruits.

"What's your basis for judging that the most common areas of injury on the battlefield are shoulders, waist, abdomen, and legs?"

"Instructor, this is not my judgment, but a conclusion drawn based on tactical training."

"When we charge forward with our rifles pointed, our squad leader taught us to lean our bodies slightly sideways so that oncoming bullets don't penetrate us head-on."

"If you're injured, the side is the most vulnerable to bullets."

After listening to Chen Mo's reasons.

The old man who was squatting and watching from a distance looked up with a question mark in his mind.

Why doesn't he remember when he taught me this?
Including the new recruits in Class 8, they were also trying hard to recall every word that Lao Pao had said during Tactical Week.

But no matter how hard I try, I can't remember the instructions on whether the bullet should hit the front or the side.

Feng Wenyuan didn't dwell on it. He stared at Chen Mo seriously for a long time before he suddenly said, "I was wondering why you looked familiar just now."

"You're the soldier in the Seventh Brigade who's called the Scholar, right?"

Ok?
Now it was Chen Mo's turn to be surprised.

He did know someone from the Guard Training Corps, but not in 1999.

It was in 02, and he looked carefully just now, but didn't see the other person.

How did Instructor Feng know him?

Perhaps noticing Chen Mo's confusion, Feng Wenyuan smiled and explained, "Don't be surprised. The press release written by the Seventh Brigade has already been posted on the honor column of our Guard Training Team."

"There were also photos of you cleaning and disassembling the gun, but the photos were a bit blurry, so I didn't recognize you at first."

Hearing Feng Wenyuan say this, Wang Jianyong, the squad leader of the seventh squad next to him, also laughed and said, "That's right, the brigade's press release came out the day after the filming was completed."

"It's posted on the honor board at the entrance of our company. You probably didn't notice it. Go check it out yourself after training."

"The title, 'Love the Motherland, Strengthen Our National Defense,' is the title of your press release, and it comes with a corresponding photo. I heard from the company commander that the military district may give you a commendation at its discretion, but it hasn't been implemented yet."

"Didn't these old guns tell you?"

"I"

Chen Mo opened his mouth, but even though he was usually eloquent, he was speechless at this moment.

What the hell is this, Lao Pao?

Normally, none of these new recruits would hang around the company headquarters, and these days, they were either clearing snow or practicing various tactical moves.

I'm as tired as a grandson. Who would go there for a stroll if they have nothing to do?

He suddenly became a celebrity, and he didn't even know it?

"Haha, it really is you."

After listening to the conversation and confirming that Chen Mo was the scholar, Feng Wenyuan nodded and said, "You are right. The most common injuries on the battlefield are the arms, waist, abdomen and legs."

"But you're only talking about penetrating bullet wounds. With the deployment of large-caliber weapons and increased artillery fire, brain trauma is also very likely to occur on the battlefield, and it can be very urgent."

"Today, let's start by learning about head bandaging."

Feng Wenyuan asked Ma Nao to go over and get the medicine box, and also asked Chen Mo to come over and assist him.

He called all three rows of recruits over and gave them detailed instruction.

As the teaching progressed, I don’t know when it started, but Lao Pao, who was originally supervising from a distance, and Wang Jianyong from Class 7 disappeared.

Chen Mo knew all the subjects about battlefield first aid, so he didn't listen carefully to the teaching process.

While observing the bandaging technique, he looked up and around.

I didn't see Lao Pao, but I happened to see the direction of the dormitory building in the distance.

Cheng Dong was followed by a large group of veterans, wandering in front of the dormitory building.

Damn it? !
Chen Mo's heart tightened, and he guessed that this must be an inspection of internal affairs.

To be honest, if he had studied battlefield first aid seriously, he would not have noticed it. Chen Mo basically couldn't remember this incident.

But once you see it, it’s impossible to remain indifferent.

Chen Mo kept looking up at the direction of the dormitory building and was soon noticed by the new recruits of Class 8.

Coincidentally.

When they looked up in the direction Chen Mo was looking, they saw a quilt flying out of the window on the first floor of Building 2 and falling heavily to the ground.

Even though they were hundreds of meters away, everyone in Class 8 still felt a pang of anxiety.

Even their breathing began to become segmented, and a tense atmosphere spread in the hearts of several people.

"Deputy, are we starting the inspection again?" Yang Dali stared blankly into the distance. "Why can't I remember if I placed the basins correctly this morning?"

"Does anyone remember if I placed the pots correctly?"

"How the hell would I know? I can't even remember if I've wiped the door frame."

Feng Junling lowered his voice and spoke in a panic.

"Deputy class leader, you fixed the quilt today. Think carefully about it. Did you forget to fix mine?"

"Oh my god, I don't even know if the corner is clean. Thank God, nothing will go wrong. As long as I get a red flag, I can skip lunch."

Class 8 found themselves in the midst of a major housekeeping inspection, and had no time to learn first aid bandaging techniques.

The main thing is that every time I think of Lao Pao’s punishment, I break out in a cold sweat from the bottom of my heart, my limbs go weak, and I shudder.

"Alright, alright, just put your mind at ease." Chen Mo saw that everyone here was panicking, so he lowered his voice and said soothingly: "Don't worry about it."

"It's a blessing in disguise, but it's a curse. Anyway, we didn't slack off this morning, and we've almost finished cleaning up everything we need to."

"It doesn't matter if I can't get it, I tried my best."

After Chen Mo's persuasion, everyone finally felt a little relieved.

In fact, it is useless to say anything at this time that there will definitely be no problem and that you will definitely get the mobile red flag. It will only increase the anxiety in the class.

After all, the people in Class 8 are nervous because of this matter.

It is better to guide people to accept their fate than to persuade them with encouragement. Since it has already happened, what is there to be afraid of?

In fact, it’s not just the new recruits in Class 8 who are nervous.

The veterans weren't having it easy either.

The housekeeping inspection is ostensibly to check the achievements of the new recruits, but in reality, it is to assess whether the teaching and supervision efforts of these squad leaders are in place.

If a recruit fails to get good grades or performs poorly, he will at most get a beating.

Veterans can't do that.

Although the armored reconnaissance company is large in organization and has many people, the Second Company is not like other recruit companies. The squad leaders are gathered from various companies, and they are all from the reconnaissance company.

But because they are his own people, Cheng Dong will deal with them more harshly.

A group of people just came out of the Class 4 dormitory and walked into Class 5.

Cheng Dong didn't even look at the quilt. He reached out to touch the corners and crevices, then touched the top of the door and the window frame. After feeling no dust, he squatted on the ground to check again.

When I saw the small yellow basin under one of the beds, the folded side of the towel did not expose the stars.

Cheng Dong stood up and kicked the yellow basin, then glanced at the quilts and found that the corners of two quilts were not repaired and looked a little collapsed. He grabbed the quilts and with a "Duang" sound, he knocked the window open and flew outside.

"Is this the result of your supervision for so long?"

"what?"

"Next class."

Cheng Dong took the lead and walked towards Class 6 on the second floor, followed by a group of squad leaders who didn't dare to make a sound.

Normally, Cheng Dong would not have been so serious and would not have paid attention to these details.

Even if you don't do it well enough, just scold and kick them a few times and the matter will be over.

But it's not the end of the year anymore, and with the commendations and awards, as well as the upcoming rank change, the brigade only has a few additional rank change indicators that can be submitted.

They are all comrades in the company. It will be troublesome to help someone or not, so it is better to handle official affairs strictly.

Reward according to merit.

Cheng Dong always finds something unsatisfactory about Class 6 and Class 7.

In fact, the walls of old dormitories like this are mottled, with water seeping in some places, and the white plaster on the outer layer of the wall is falling down "whoosh".

No matter how clean you clean, there will always be some white dust in the corners after an hour or two.

However, when he arrived at Class 8, Cheng Dong pushed open the door, but did not rush to find fault like before. He first raised his hand and touched the door frame.

After finding that there was no dust, he nodded deliberately: "Well, look at Class 8, they clean up so cleanly."

Upon hearing this, the group of veterans behind pursed their lips. Although they secretly criticized it, no one dared to say a word.

The main thing is that this week, the housekeeping of Class 8 really looks good, which is much better than the sloppy and messy last time.

Just as a group of people walked into the dormitory to take a closer look, Liang Hongjie rushed upstairs in a hurry with a document in his hand downstairs of the second dormitory building.

I ran to the door of Class 8 and saw Cheng Dong there.

Liang Hongjie breathed a sigh of relief, then stretched out his hand and shouted with joy on his face: "Company Commander, he's coming down."

"The military district has issued a commendation notice for the scholar."

What? ! !
The veteran who was originally in Class 8 and was looking for flaws everywhere was startled and turned to look at Liang Hongjie.

Cheng Dong rushed to the door.

"Quick, bring it here for me to see."

Cheng Dong snatched the document and held it in his hand. The first thing that caught his eye was the row of red fonts at the top of the document.

Notice from the 7th Armored Brigade regarding the awarding of individual commendations to Chen Mo

(End of this chapter)