Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 99 Preparation for commendation, this is the greatest confidence

Yang Dali's complaints were unanimously agreed upon by the eight classes, and even Lao Pao felt a little sympathetic.

Because for some people, good luck is unstoppable, opportunities are hard to come by, and they are brave enough to fight and work hard, which is something others really can't learn.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Lao Pao grabbed the beer bottle and knocked it on the table: "New Year, new atmosphere, you should also give a toast to the deputy class leader."

"Dry!"

A group of people raised their bottles and poured soda and beer into their mouths.

It's rare for the recruit company to have a meal together, and the food is not bad, so the atmosphere is quite lively for a while.

Some people were envious, some were confused, and some were jealous of the scholar's new achievements. The main reason was that it happened too suddenly and the gap was too big.

Cheng Dong, who was standing next to the company's dining table, saw that most of the tables were empty, then he raised his hand and patted them.

Continuing loudly, he said, "Well, I just mentioned that the scholar has made great contributions. A commendation meeting will be held tomorrow. This is a good thing and worth celebrating."

"Now, let me tell you the second thing. The time for the new recruits to be assigned to the company has been set. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, our Second Company will be officially disbanded. You will be assigned to the company that day. Before that, each class must actively prepare for the final assessment of the new recruits."

"This year's situation is special. All comrades have completed their ranks before being assigned to their companies."

"Once you've been awarded a rank, you're a soldier, a warrior. I won't waste any more time on you." Cheng Dong put his left hand on his waist, stretched out his right hand, and spit flew as he said, "I'll tell you, this is the posture of a soldier."

"It's not the squad leader who coaxes you, nor the instructor who encourages you, who whispers in your ear like a child every day."

"You can only be excited about yourself if you don't rely on others to flatter you. Who else has the time to nag you about this every day?"

"A soldier should always maintain a high-spirited, charging attitude, and achieve the most impressive results in your company on the assessment field."

"This is what you should do most right now. Do you understand?"

"clear!!"

In the cafeteria, the new recruits from each class roared enthusiastically.

"Okay, I won't waste any more time talking nonsense. From now on, eat and drink well, and give me your all in training tomorrow."

"cheers!!"

Ding Ding Bang
A symphony of glass bottles colliding sounded, and the cafeteria was filled with the sounds of people holding chopsticks, standing up and pulling stools to pick up food.

Class 7's dining table was closest to Class 8's. Squad leader Wang Jianyong, holding a bottle of wine, pulled the stool under his buttocks and sat down in front of Chen Mo. He put his arm around Chen Mo's shoulder and raised the bottle with a smile: "Xiucai, I have to thank you for being able to get the third-class merit this time."

"Come, I'll toast you."

"Blow into the bottle, squad leader, otherwise it won't be sincere enough." Chen Mo picked up his soda with a smile.

To be honest, if a person who drinks soda competes with someone who drinks beer, he will be at a real disadvantage. After all, people who can drink alcohol can easily drink a few bottles of beer.

But who can drink a few bottles of soda?

But these are all jokes. Besides, Wang Jianyong would never let Chen Mo drink soda.

He stuffed the beer with the cap bitten off into Chen Mo's hand and said, "Scholar, stop playing tricks on me, you son of a bitch."

"Even Liang Hongjie can't drink more than you. I saw you steal three bottles of beer back to the dormitory. Damn it, you still tried to trick me."

"Dry!"

"Dry!"

After Chen Mo looked at Lao Pao for consent, the two of them raised their necks, stood up at the same time, and stepped on the stools to drink together.

The loser does not lose the formation.

In fact, many times, Chen Mo was able to beat the veterans on the training ground, but that was mostly because the veteran scouts were not serious.

I simply like the tenacity of the scholar.

But when it comes to a drinking contest, which is a manly thing, no one gives in to anyone else.

One of them was shaking the bottle into his mouth, while the other one almost put the bottle mouth into his throat.

Such a high-profile drinking contest quickly attracted the attention of the entire company.

"Come on, scholar, drink Lao Wang up!"

This is the old soldier cheering from a distance.

Most of the recruits were very shy and just stared blankly.

This scene made Yang Dali panic again. He really couldn't imitate the style of being able to link arms with the old soldier and drink and play.

I can only envy you.

Not to mention Yang Dali, even Liang Hongjie, who had a good relationship with Chen Mo in private, was quite embarrassed when he came over to celebrate with two bottles of soda in his hands.

Because the instructor had issued a ban on alcohol for him and he couldn't touch alcohol for a month.

Wang Jianyong was a veteran after all, so he finished a bottle of beer first. While he was wiping his mouth with his hand, Chen Mo also finished a bottle.

"Haha, hey, you bastard, you really have a bad temper with me, another bottle?"

"Come on!" Chen Mo responded generously.

The two of them quickly became the focus of the entire cafeteria.

However, Wang Jianyong also knew his limits. After showing off the second bottle, he took the initiative to persuade Chen Mo to eat more vegetables.

But the problem is that he is the hero of the entire company, how can he really be allowed to rest?

When the two were drinking together, Cheng Dong ran over hurriedly with a few wine bottles.

Just finished here.

The company commander personally took the field and had a drinking contest with the scholar.

In the end, the instructor came up to persuade him and forcibly pulled the enthusiastic Cheng Dong away.

You have to pull it away.

If people like Lao Cheng were not forcibly dragged away, he would have lived with Class 8 and worked there from beginning to end.

The other squad leaders took turns to pour wine for Chen Mo. He couldn't remember exactly how much he drank in total, but it must have been six or seven bottles.

In the remaining battlefield, Lao Pao basically took on seven or eight people alone to help Chen Mo block the wine.

Chen Mo had no idea exactly when the drinking session ended.

By the time he regained some clarity of mind, he was already being supported by a group of people from Class 8 and lying on his bed to rest.

"what time is it?"

Chen Mo got up from the bed, rubbed his head, and saw double when he looked in front of him.

"It's too late for roll call."

Zhu Gaituan, wearing his military coat, sat on a mat. He raised his hand and touched Chen Mo's forehead: "Deputy Squad Leader, are you feeling better now?"

"I'm fine. I just drank a little too much and didn't eat much."

Chen Mo shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

"It's really fierce. The squad leader at the back blocked a lot of them. Those veterans came over one by one in a line."

Yang Dali unscrewed the kettle and handed it over: "Let's get it ready. This is the soda I secretly poured in. I kept it for myself."

"Where's the squad leader?" Chen Mo took the kettle and took a sip, then looked around. Except for himself sitting on the bed, everyone else in the dormitory was gathered around him.

There was no sign of Lao Pao.

"The squad leader is in a meeting," Yang Dali said. "Anyway, I heard that after the commendation meeting tomorrow, the company commander and squad leader will go out for combat readiness."

"Just now, before the squad leader left, he told us to practice hard in the remaining days and strive to get a good score in the final assessment for new recruits."

"Squad leader, you know a lot. Is the recruit assessment really that important? The company commander even specifically instructed us to do so. Didn't we pass the three major regulations a few days ago?"

Perhaps because they knew the specific time of the next company, everyone in Class 8 had a hint of worry on their faces.

Seeing this, Chen Mo raised his hand and rubbed his temple, trying to clear his mind and said, "How do you call it the recruit assessment? In the army, it's called the general examination."

"The three major regulations we took a few days ago don't count. Those were the questions that Platoon Leader Liang wrote. I was watching them right in front of me."

"It's definitely important. The assessment is considered the final exam for new recruits, and the results will be recorded in the file."

"What if you fail? Will you be fired or something?" Feng Junling came forward and asked.

"You wish." Chen Mo smiled and said, "You've already been awarded a title, who can possibly expel you?"

"But if you fail too many subjects, the old artillery will put you in the artillery camp, and you will probably suffer a lot."

"what?"

Feng Junling covered his cheek with his hands, looking depressed.

He had the worst grades in Class 8. Chen Mo couldn't understand how well off this kid's family was. In the 1990s, he could grow to almost 1.9 meters tall.

When I pulled up on the horizontal bar, my legs could just barely reach the ground, but they were too thin, like bamboo poles.

Because of this, I suffered a lot during training.

His limbs were somewhat uncoordinated, but fortunately many of the anti-aircraft artillery battalion's equipment had not been upgraded, and towed guns were still the mainstream weapons.

If it were replaced with a self-propelled artillery from later generations, it would probably be difficult to get in with this height.

"It seems I have to work harder in the future." Yang Dali nodded. His ideal of being a good soldier began to grow again.

News about the disbandment of the recruit company.

For many people in Erlian, this has undoubtedly added a lot of psychological burden.

After asking a few questions, a few people were a little worried about their grades, but the worry was not too much.

Not long after, several people surrounded Chen Mo again and asked him to tell them about the process of catching the spy.

Obviously, everyone is looking forward to the second-class merit.

Chen Mo had nothing to hide, except that Liang Hongjie was drunk and couldn't see him off, which he tried to avoid mentioning.

The rest of the story was pretty much the same as what the instructor had described in his report. On New Year's Eve, the company was going to increase patrols outside the company, so I went along. I recounted everything from noticing something was amiss to fighting with the guy filming him, hitting him with a beer bottle, and even using a knife.

Everyone in Class 8 was stunned when they heard this.

They all knew very well how they got the third-class merit, which was due to their overwhelming victory in the new recruits competition at the Wohu Bay camp.

But for many recruits, the second-class merit is as bizarre as watching TV.

Especially when they heard that Chen Mo was fighting two people at once and captured one by using a leg-grabbing and throw-down move, Yang Dali and others held their breath.

When they heard that the monitor of Class 7 next door had rushed to the scene, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It was learned that the instructor brought hundreds of veterans and rushed over. Flashlights turned the night into day as a group of people searched for spies.

Yang Dali smacked his lips, shook his head, and thought for a long time before saying, "Deputy Squad Leader, your second-class merit is really... I don't know how to put it. Anyway, I feel that if it were me, I probably wouldn't get this credit."

"It would be tough on me too." Li Zhiang rubbed his cheek. "They're all holding knives. They dared to use them, squad leader? Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid, of course I'm afraid." Chen Mo did not hide his inner thoughts.

In his previous life, he was a motorized infantryman. At most, he could run fast, but his fighting skills were very average. He was only familiar with some prisoner-capturing moves, but had no experience in actual combat.

This time I joined the reconnaissance company, but the problem is that I haven't been assigned to the company yet.

Taking all the circumstances into consideration, it was fortunate that the people on the other side were guilty when facing three people. They probably knew that there were military camps nearby and were not sure how many people had come.

The first option is to run, take your things and run.

If the three of them had chosen to fight head-on, Chen Mo would have been in much more danger.

But how can we explain this kind of thing? Just like what Lao Pao thought in the cafeteria, some good things come to you when luck strikes, and God chases you to feed you.

I'm just lucky.

Of course, this is also the reason why the instructor's hand holding the knife was shaking slightly afterwards.

Liang Hongjie also advised him to think twice before acting in the future.

Fortunately nothing happened.

After listening to the whole process, several people sighed. Seeing that the class deputy was indeed fine and not drunk, they lay down on the bed one by one and prepared for the next assessment.

The next morning, February 1999, 2, was the second day of the Chinese New Year.

After breakfast in the second company, the squad leaders began to assign tasks to the new recruits.

In fact, the site occupied by Erlian is not very good overall, both in terms of buildings and area.

In the past, when we were shooting or receiving military honors, we had to run to the neighboring car and even borrow their place to gather.

But not today.

In addition to Chen Mo who received the second-class merit, the reconnaissance company's company commander, instructor, Lao Pao, the direct squad leader, and Wang Jianyong who arrived at the scene first, will all be awarded the third-class merit.

One second class, four third classes, such a large-scale commendation meeting, with Cheng Dong's face-saving nature, he would not move the venue to the car company.

Entrance to the training ground.

Cheng Dong was standing with his hands on his hips, giving orders loudly.

"Then someone, take a few people to the company meeting room and move all the tables and chairs out and set them up."

"Damn it, you have to be more discerning. Wipe the table and the stools too."

"Every class, move all the stools from the dormitory out and put them straight for me. If I see any of them are crooked, I'll cut whoever's stool is crooked."

"Be quick in your movements."

All twelve classes of the second company were mobilized for this commendation meeting.

Some classes are responsible for carrying tables and collecting stools, while some classes have a little more freedom, such as Class 8.

At this time, Chen Mo was leading people, holding shovels and brooms, to clean up from the entrance of Taocun military camp.

All the dead grass on the roadside must be cleared away, and the holes dug out must be leveled.

In areas where dead grass is dense, its growth cannot be too messy and its direction must be uniform. The people in Class 9 are holding rakes and rake the ground over and over again.

If you encounter longer dead grass, you should use scissors or a sickle to cut off all the long parts.

Even the military chief will be attending the commendation meeting today. Although the specifications do not meet the standards of pouring clean water on the streets, paving the road with loess, and welcoming people from afar,

But it can’t be too bad.

As Chen Mo was sweeping the stones on the road with a big broom, he was still wondering whether his old leader would come today, although the second-class merit would not alarm him.

But it's just a thought after all.

The big broom was spinning very powerfully, and Yang Dali followed beside it, holding a big shovel and hitting the raised areas on the ground.

Tired of filming, Lao Yang straightened up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a grin, "Deputy class leader, isn't this a commendation meeting?"

"How big of a leader do we have coming here? Why would we need such a big ceremony?"

"This isn't a big deal." Chen Mo recalled the time when he followed his old leader to the unit in his previous life. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "You'll understand when you go to the company in the future."

"If a leader is coming to inspect, the company has to clean up a week in advance. Sometimes the concrete floors have to be ripped up and re-paved. Even the trees along the road have to be cut down and replanted. All the grass is repeatedly raked with string to align its orientation. And, have you ever heard of pig farming in the logistics department? Even the pigs have to line up?"

"I rely on!!"

When Yang Dali heard this, he stared with disbelief, "Is this true? Damn, if pigs could line up, wouldn't they be better than me?"

"Of course it's true, but it's unlikely that a pig is stronger than you." Chen Mo responded jokingly.

"What kind of high-ranking leader would come?" Yang Dali looked up and imagined: "I never know in this lifetime if there will ever be a day when I'm going on an inspection and just hearing the name can scare people like this."

"But I think you can be the class vice-chairman. When the time comes, I'll be hanging out with you, and you have to protect me."

"No problem." Chen Mo smiled.

Chen Mo is not sure whether that day will come for him, but he thinks it should not be difficult, as there is not much room for him to display his talents in the recruit company.

In the future, as long as he is given the opportunity, he will seize the opportunity to know in advance about policy changes in the next few decades and prepare for the future. This will be his biggest trump card.

If you stand in the right place, opportunities will not be hard to come by.

In this life, I must never be a diehard reformer like in my previous life.

But even if he could really reach the level of the old leader.

By then, these comrades around him will no longer need his protection, as they are already so old.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo felt a sudden surge of inexplicable power in his body, making his heart surge.

Yes.

Before he had the opportunity to be promoted, Chen Mo rarely thought about the reform trend, because those things were very far away from him, a private.

Far to the limitless.

But if you enter a military academy and get to know more leaders, this opportunity will be infinitely closer.

Second Class Merit.
Chen Mo seemed to have just woken up from a dream, his eyes were bright, he had figured out a way, and his whole body was instantly full of energy.

Yang Dali was watching the deputy class leader, who had just been standing there with a broom in his hand, looking lost in thought, but suddenly became full of energy.

Sweeping the stones.

He scratched his head and muttered, "What did I say wrong? Did it irritate the class vice-chairman?"

"Damn, even pigs can line up, so I have to work hard too."

The second company was busy from seven to nine o'clock.

The road from the entrance of Taocun Military Camp to the training ground has finally been completed.

Seventy-three privates sat in a row on mats in the training ground, with their backs straightened, waiting motionlessly.

Ten meters in front of them, there were several large tables, which were moved out from the company meeting room to make up the number.

The table was covered with red velvet, and a few bottles of soda were placed on it in a serious manner.

On the side of the table facing the queue, a red banner was hung with seven large characters written in gold on a red background: "Reconnaissance Company Commendation Conference".

The scene was a bit crude, but this was the highest standard that the Second Company and its new recruits could achieve given the limited space.

Cheng Dong stood in front of the queue, walking back and forth in a striding posture, looking a little impatient.

"Have all the squads and reconnaissance company slogans memorized?"

"remember."

The crowd erupted in responses. This was something the squad leaders had specifically taught them in the morning. No matter what, the commendation meeting was a major event for the reconnaissance company, and it had to be impressive.

"Well, remember, when the chief comes over later, as soon as you hear the duty officer start, you should yell as loud as you can, okay?"

"Yes!!"

Cheng Dong's words had just fallen.

At the entrance of Tao Village, six military vehicles slowly drove in.

Stop on the avenue next to the training ground.

Chen Mo turned his head and took a look when he saw the figure getting out of the car.

He was stunned.

Because he is very familiar with the leader who is presiding over the commendation meeting today.

But unfortunately it was not the old leader, but the director of the Political Department of the 63rd Army, Tao Ruichang.

This old man is here to preside over the meeting?

Chen Mo raised his hand and scratched his nose, a little surprised.

(End of this chapter)