Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 92: The reconnaissance company’s combat readiness duty, this should be very exciting, right?
Sending good news means delivering joy.

Of course, it is also a good opportunity for the armed forces to take this opportunity to promote the concept of "one person serving in the army brings honor to the whole family".

The minister and the political commissar were busy in the main hall supporting the enthusiastic villagers, and the officers and staff of the armed forces department were also busy.

When the laborers in the family went to serve in the army, they came to visit and cleaned up every place in the yard that could be cleaned.

There were too many people and it was inconvenient to sweep the floor, so they simply put all the wood and fallen hoes against the wall.

Even the small puddles formed by the constant dripping of rain under the eaves were compacted bit by bit with a shovel.

The wet ground next to the well was also leveled by the staff, who brought some gravelly soil from outside.

For many villagers, they don’t have much direct feeling about making meritorious service, but they can appreciate the piles of comfort items sent to them and the leaders who help with the work.

In everyone's eyes, it is very affordable.

For many people in my hometown, raising a son is to prepare for old age, but my own son has never been so thoughtful as others.

We exchanged greetings for a long time.

Dong Guoqiang was also a little overwhelmed, mainly because it was his first time here and he was just trying to understand the situation. The villagers were not that enthusiastic either, at most they were just joining in the fun and gathered around to watch.

But this time it's different.

The armed forces came to the house during the New Year's Day, carrying so many things and helping with housework. In the eyes of many villagers, they are good leaders.

Since you have determined that he is a good leader, it would be wrong to treat him poorly no matter why he comes.

The men next door kept offering me cigarettes. The ones in their hands and the ones clipped on their ears together were almost a box.

The woman put the tofu, meatballs, burnt leaves, candies, and melon seeds that were fried at home for the New Year into a large yellow porcelain bowl, and placed them all in front of her like offerings, almost filling up the area.

There are seven or eight small stools under my butt, and there is no room for me to sit.

Even more enthusiastic, when Chen Xuejun's meal was not ready yet, someone came over with some noodle soup and asked him to have a sip.

With such enthusiasm, even if the stomach is as thick as a water tank, it can be filled up.

Seeing that he couldn't stay any longer, Dong Guofeng didn't bother to exchange pleasantries. He raised his hand and waved, saying loudly: "Fellow villagers, there's really no need to be so enthusiastic."

"We came back to bring good news to Comrade Chen Mo. Please rest assured, Chen Mo is doing very well in the army. He is very sensible and motivated."

"It is the pride of our entire Father City."

"As for me, I'm here on behalf of the military region and the county committee to deliver the good news."

As he spoke, Dong Guofeng took out the prepared condolence money envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into Chen Xuejun's hand.

"Brother, this is given by the county. Thank you for raising a good child for the country."

"The child is not at home. If there is anything happening at home, feel free to come to the city to find me. I can't stay here any longer."

"It's Chinese New Year, and we're busy with work."

After Dong Guofeng finished speaking, he smiled and declined everyone's attempts to keep him, then walked out of the main hall with his group.

He didn't dare to stay.

If I stay a little longer, I'll probably have fed the batter with meatballs into my mouth.

A group of people followed him to the door, and everyone was very happy because a promising child had appeared in the village.

There was only a small figure, nestled beside the stove door, timidly watching the adults happily sending people off, but she was not happy.

Because my brother didn't come back.

After sending the people back, Liu Fenglan picked up her daughter, rubbed her little head and said with a smile: "Brother has made great contributions in the army. Just now, the uncle outside said that your brother misses you in the army too."

"Really?"

Chen Jing raised her head with a smile on her face.

"It must be true."

Liu Fenglan stuffed the peeled candy into her daughter's mouth and said with a smile: "Eat it, this is the candy your brother bought for you."

After delivering the gifts to the enthusiastic villagers, Chen Xuejun ran to his neighbors' homes and returned the things they had just given him to express his gratitude.

After the family closed the door, they took out the envelope and counted the so-called condolence money, only to find that there was a full eight hundred yuan.

This is a considerable income for the Chen family, which is not wealthy to begin with.

Chen Xuejun held the money in his hand and was stunned for a moment.

There is joy, but also melancholy as the head of the family, suddenly feeling that the child has grown up and can take care of himself without relying on him.

Looking at the rice, flour, grain and oil scattered all over the ground, Chen Xuejun said seriously, "Fenglan, whoever says that Xiaomo is not a good soldier is hoping that our family will have a hard time."

"We don't care about opening a factory, and we won't get involved. We just live our own lives."

"My son can't tell anyone, not even relatives. Besides, this money was earned by the child, so we have to help save it and not lend it to anyone."

"These rice and flour were all earned by the children. We won't lend any of them to anyone who said that Xiaomo was not a good soldier."

Chen Xuejun is a man of little education and has been an honest man all his life.

But this honest man can still tell who is good to him and who is playing tricks on him.

Especially in recent years, the trend of going south to work has become more and more popular, and many people in the village have gone to the south to make a lot of money.

The concept of despising the poor and loving the rich began to take root in rural areas. Chen Xuejun was in poor health. He was considered the eldest brother in the Chen family and the one who was least able to make money.

He has heard a lot of bad things in recent years. The people who can bully him are all his own family members, while his neighbors are fine.

"Well, we won't lend it to anyone."

Liu Fenglan nodded and put her daughter on a stool. The two of them put the gifts little by little into the inner room and hid them.

The fact that Chen Xuejun has this idea means that all the reminders Chen Mo gave on the phone were correct.

The first year he joined the army, the second uncle his mother mentioned on the phone came back for the Chinese New Year and talked to relatives about the timeline of raising funds to open a factory every day.

Chen Mo was not clear about this matter. After he joined the army in his previous life, he rarely went home, and after he retired, he never came back.

The second uncle said that he opened a big factory outside and had to take care of his family.

As long as they are family members, every household can contribute a little, no matter how much money they have, a few thousand or a few hundred will be fine, and then they can get shares. The whole family doesn't have to do any work, and they can still get a share of the money every year.

What do rural people know about shares?

But the title of worker and the fact that family members can take over the shifts and have a stable job are still quite attractive to many families.

After all, the wave of layoffs in state-owned factories had passed by then, and many private factory owners were said to be making a lot of money.

People who came back from the south were spreading the word about the good things outside. The second uncle wanted to trick people into investing. Although Chen Xuejun didn't have much ability, he was at least the boss of their generation.

You have to express your stance and invest some money, and then it will be easy for the remaining families.

This is also the fundamental reason why Chen Xuejun was squeezed out. Even if Chen Mo did not go to the army, there would be other excuses, and several families would unite to squeeze him out.

In his previous life, Chen Xuejun did not invest, but he was also struggling with it for a long time. The main reason was that his family had no money. His second son needed to go to school, and his youngest daughter also had to attend the Yuhong class. He only had a few hundred yuan in his hand. If he invested, the whole family would starve to death.

In this life, Chen Xuejun was still hesitant, but when he heard his son reminding him on the phone not to borrow money or anything, he suddenly came to his senses.

Now that he sees his son serving in the army and leaders coming to give him gifts, Chen Xuejun completely gives up the idea of ​​investing.

What the hell.

Love whoever he wants. In Chen Xuejun's eyes, no matter how powerful his second uncle is, he is not as powerful as his own child.

Otherwise, with so much money and rice and flour, why not send it to his home?
Even though he is so rich, I have never seen him buy so many things for his family.

This was the simple Chen Xuejun, who always put his family first. Chen Mo had been sitting in the office copying the records of combat readiness personnel going out since four o'clock, hungry.

He copied until almost six o'clock, when he was so hungry that his stomach was rebelling against him and his hand could not hold the pen steadily.

Chen Mo looked up and glanced at Liang Hongjie who was also busy in the distance.

"Platoon leader."

"Um?!!"

"Have you had lunch?"

"Of course I ate. I ate six steamed buns and two eggs. How can I work without eating enough?"

"." Chen Mo patted his forehead. This platoon leader was really honest.

"Platoon leader, do you think I've had lunch yet?"

"ah?!!"

Liang Hongjie looked up at Chen Mo, then turned his head to see that it was already dark outside.

Only then did he realize that the scholar was coming back from Pingcheng today and he must not have eaten for six or seven hours on the way. Moreover, judging from the scene when he went to pick someone up, it would be useless even if he had eaten.

"Haha, look at my brain. I forget what I'm doing as soon as I start working."

Liang Hongjie stood up with a chuckle and looked up at the records Chen Mo had copied. Although his speed was a bit slow and he was not very skilled, his handwriting was really good.

It was pleasing to the eye, and the format was fine. He then patted his chest arrogantly and said, "Let's go eat."

"But the reconnaissance company has no food, so we still have to go back to Tao Village. Would you like some beer? We have some beer in the logistics warehouse for the regular meetings. Can you get a couple of bottles?"

"Isn't logistics the responsibility of the quartermaster? How do you have the key?" Chen Mo was a little surprised.

"Everyone is out during the combat readiness period. I'm in charge of everything here." Liang Hongjie said it in a very proud tone. If the brigade commander heard this tone, he would probably panic, mainly because he was too confident.

But the next sentence made me calm down: "Take two bottles of beer, I shouldn't be discovered."

"Forget it, Platoon Leader. You can't drink it even if you stay in the camp during combat readiness." Chen Mo shook his head: "Besides, take it to Tao Village. There are so many people in the cafeteria, who wouldn't see it?"

"Right."

Liang Hongjie packed up some documents, took them with him, then turned off the lights, closed the door and went downstairs.

The camp was quiet. The veterans who stayed behind would go to other military camps to get their meals. At this time, there was probably no one there except those standing guard at the door.

The two got in the car and returned along the same route. They did not encounter any patrols on the way and it was not known whether they were changing places or returning to the unit.

Chen Mo sat in the back seat, staring out the window at the pitch-black darkness. He rubbed his hungry stomach and asked, "Platoon Leader, what is our reconnaissance company's mission for this combat readiness?"

"I noticed that many veterans left Pingcheng overnight. Today, I copied the records of their departures, and the personnel placements seem quite scattered. Aren't we supposed to be doing field training for war preparedness?"

"No training." Liang Hongjie grinned and said, "What kind of training do scouts have? They just run around marking firing points for the artillery battalion."

"But this year our mission is not to conduct calibration, but to arrange for security work around the military training area."

"understood."

Chen Mo nodded.

Liang Hongjie's so-called security work is actually to ambush and catch spies who are taking secret photos outside the military training area.

This thing was not uncommon in the 1990s.

Especially when there are layoffs, divisions being converted into brigades and large-scale New Year combat readiness deployments, it is like a stone suddenly thrown into the water, which will attract widespread attention.

Naturally, it will inevitably attract people with ulterior motives who want to spy on you.

The spies in the dark were like magnets attracted to the place, flocking to them.

Chen Mo was a motorized infantryman in his previous life. That guy was so poor that no one cared about him, but he had heard a lot about this.

"It's okay. The war preparation outing has nothing to do with the paperwork. It's just that you will be sitting in the office from now on, and I generally won't take you with me when I go out."

"My job is pretty easy. I don't have to go out and get cold."

Liang Hongjie is really brainwashing the scholar all the time. He is just short of writing a poem to praise the clerk's work and show how good it is.

Chen Mo did not mention the matter of war preparedness again, mainly because it would be useless even if he mentioned it.

The peripheral security work was not something that a new recruit like him who hadn't yet joined the company could handle, so there was no point in even thinking about it.

After returning to Taocun military camp.

It is much more lively here, with teams of new recruits being taken to the cafeteria to eat.

Liang Hongjie was going to the company headquarters to put the information away, so Chen Mo simply picked up his backpack and carried his luggage to the dormitory.

When I entered the dormitory, I found that Yang Dali and the others had not come downstairs. They were all holding little red books in their hands, scratching their heads and staring.

Pretty hard working.

"Isn't it time for dinner? Aren't you hungry?"

Chen Mo looked at a few people curiously, feeling a little surprised at these guys. They were not so honest at ordinary times. Even without the squad leader leading the team, it was time for dinner.

That's pretty positive too.

"Deputy squad leader, you're finally back." Yang Dali raised his hand to gesture at the little red book in his hand, and said with a bitter face: "I can't eat. The instructor is having a meeting in the auditorium this afternoon and talked about the new recruit assessment."

"Many of the exam subjects are similar to the competition. The only difference is that there will also be a written exam for the three major regulations, and it will be held in the next two days."

Upon hearing this, the other people nodded frantically, as if to help Yang Dali confirm the truth of what he had just said.

"It's only a matter of time."

Chen Mo picked up the backpack with a relaxed expression and put it on his bed.

"When I first joined the class, the monitor mentioned the final exam. I guess I was constantly pressed about the competition and didn't have time to take care of it. Now I have time."

"That's true." Zhu Gaituan opened the Little Red Book and flipped through it several times. He couldn't help but complain: "How can I memorize so much material? I don't even know what I'll be tested on. I'm really afraid that I'll be dumbfounded when the test comes out."

"Alright, alright. You guys aren't hungry, but I am. Man is like iron and food is like steel. If you don't eat for a meal, you will feel very hungry. Even if you carry it on your back, you have to eat first." Chen Mo opened the backpack and made the bed.

After stuffing the luggage into the cabinet, he began to invite everyone to eat.

I just came back from a competition and the company informed me that this half day is for rest.

So there was no need to sing the pre-meal song. Everyone in Class 8 walked straight into the cafeteria, ran to the back to get the food, sat down and started to feast on it.

It would be a lie to say that I'm not hungry.

The little bit of food I had in the morning was already gone halfway.

Everyone who had just held the Little Red Book and vowed to memorize it well, now had forgotten all about it.

They eat more voraciously than each other.

But Chen Mo, on the contrary, seemed to be too hungry. He held the bun in his hand and ate it slowly.

He looked out at the dark night, but his mind was thinking about the security matters he had just mentioned.

With so many veteran scouts dispatched by the company, can they catch anyone?

If I had the chance to go.

I don’t know if I can catch it.

He has never participated in this kind of thing, but he thinks it should be very exciting?
(End of this chapter)