Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 86 A Third-Class Merit Award in Plastic Bags? He's Here to Buy Goods! (10,000-word update, please subscribe)

Jackie Chan had never met the director of the political department and didn't know why he wanted to see him.

Shi Jin, Wu Liuyi, and Xu Sanduo were also completely bewildered.

But this was a direct summons from the regimental commander, which was an order that could not be disobeyed. No matter how confused one was, one had to hurry over.

Moreover, being personally summoned by the head of the group is usually a good thing.

If it's a bad thing.

What arrived was not a lieutenant officer, but a team of white-hat disciplinary officers.

"Squad leader, it shouldn't be anything serious. It won't be long. You guys wait here for me, and we'll go back to the Seventh Steel Company together."

Jackie Chan thought it was probably an awards ceremony, and he could just go there, pick it up, and leave.

After all, he performed so well in the exercise, and he also performed exceptionally well in the previous year-end assessment, so it's normal for him to receive an award.

The political department is responsible for awarding prizes.

"No need to wait, I've already arranged a car, it will come over and take you back to the Seventh Company in a bit."

The lieutenant's words were a bit puzzling, leaving Shi Jin and Jackie Chan somewhat confused.

I can't guess what they're up to!

The lieutenant didn't explain, but turned around and led the way, urging, "Alright, Private First Class, let's go, don't keep the commander waiting too long."

"Squad leader, deputy squad leader, and Sanduo, you go first. I'll be back later."

Jackie Chan had no choice but to greet them and then quickly followed after them, carrying his things.

Jackie Chan remained curious throughout the journey.

What exactly is going on that's so mysterious? Not only are they not revealing any details, but they're also making it seem so urgent.

They weren't even allowed to go back to the Seventh Steel Company for a visit; they were simply brought here.

Filled with curiosity, I entered the main building of the regimental headquarters and followed the officer to the door of an office. The sign on the door read "Regimental Political Department".

"Knock knock knock".

The lieutenant knocked on the door.

"Come in."

He looked to be around 40 years old, and his voice wasn't very strong; he sounded like a veteran political worker.

"Come, follow me."

The lieutenant pushed open the door and went in, not forgetting to call Jackie Chan to come along.

Upon entering, I saw a major with two cents and one pound, wearing glasses, with documents on his desk, sitting behind his desk reviewing something.

"Report."

The lieutenant saluted and said, "Sir, I've done what you asked me to do. I've brought Jackie Chan, the man you were looking for."

"You're Jackie Chan?"

The director of the political department pushed up his glasses, staring at the person with wide-eyed surprise.

No one who sees Jackie Chan for the first time is not surprised.

"Yes, sir."

Jackie Chan saluted in response.

"I've long heard that a fierce general has joined our regiment. Seeing is believing, and you truly are a young hero, a Lu Bu among men! Your physique is truly rare."

The political director was eloquent and full of praise; his expression and demeanor were not at all insincere politeness, but genuinely heartfelt.

Those who work in politics are good at talking.

"Thank you for the compliment, sir. I'm just strong and well-educated," Jackie Chan said modestly.

pity.

This modesty doesn't sound very modest at all.

"Hahaha."

The director of the political department chuckled, opened the bookshelf below, and started taking things out of the desk. As he did so, he said, "I specifically called you here today because there are only two things. First, this."

The director of the political department took out one by one various award certificates with official stamps.

Commendation from the regimental headquarters, award for outstanding soldier in live-fire exercises of the military region, commendation from the division headquarters, certificate of merit for outstanding soldier, certificate of merit for advanced soldier, commendation for outstanding contribution, certificate of honor, certificate of merit for third class...

and many more.

There are a total of 13 certificates, awards and commendations of various kinds.

"this……"

The lieutenant clerk stared at the huge stack of honors, his eyes widening and his head buzzing.

Other soldiers might only get one or two honors in their entire military career, but you've gone and started wholesaling, coming to the regiment to buy supplies.

They were carrying them home in bundles.

This is a comparison between people.

That's really infuriating.

Finally, the director of the political department took out a red box, walked up to Jackie Chan, opened it, and said in a surprised yet gratified tone, "Individual Third-Class Merit Medal. If I remember correctly, this is the second one you've received."

In less than two years of service, you have already received two individual third-class merit awards, as well as more than 10 other commendations and honors.

"I've served in the military for so many years, and you're truly the first person I've ever met. You've really opened my eyes."

After a moment of reflection, the director of the political department personally pinned the medal to Jackie Chan's chest, patted his chest, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Comrade Jackie Chan."

"Thank you, sir. I am grateful to the organization for nurturing me. I will definitely continue to work hard and reach even greater heights."

Jackie Chan snapped to attention and saluted, his posture exceptionally upright.

No soldier would complain about having too many honors, just as no businessman would complain about making too much money. Faced with so many honors, it would be a lie to say that Jackie Chan is not happy.

"This is what you deserve. The military research institute has already tested the infrared detection camouflage cloth you designed. Although it was not adopted immediately, it was found that there were points that could be learned from, so we specially awarded you a third-class merit."

If it can be successfully developed and produced and promoted throughout the entire army, you will be awarded a second-class merit.

The political director suppressed his inner amazement and was pleased that the 702nd Regiment had produced a military genius. He turned around, picked up the large stack of honors from the table, and handed them all to Jackie Chan.

Seeing that Jackie Chan was carrying luggage and bags, and had to hold so many certificates and awards, it was inconvenient for him.

They even found a large plastic bag and put all of Jackie Chan's certificates inside.

Although the plastic bags didn't look very high-end, there was really no other way; Jackie Chan was there to buy goods, and he had just too many certificates of honor.

All the document folders and briefcases were too small to fit.

"Oh, right."

After handing the plastic bag to Jackie Chan, the political director turned and walked towards the cabinet next to him.

"There's more??? No way!!!"

The lieutenant and his clerk were exhausted from looking at it.

When others say they're buying goods, it's usually a joke, but when you say it, it's a serious purchase.

Wave after wave came in.

They just can't stop.

The political director kept awarding himself prizes. He had barely received the third-class merit when the second-class merit was already being awarded. Even Jackie Chan himself was a little dumbfounded.

On the other hand, the director of the political office was overjoyed, as if he had become addicted to giving out awards.

He opened the cabinet, took out a document and a military green cloth bag about the size of two palms, and handed it to Jackie Chan, saying, "There are two documents in here, both of which were personally approved by the regimental commander."

One document is the official document announcing your early promotion to non-commissioned officer, and the other is your personnel transfer notice.

This bag contains all the corporal's accessories; you can change them after you go down. You can handle the private's rank yourself.

"Huh? Early promotion to sergeant? Personnel transfer?"

Even though Jackie Chan has lived two lifetimes, he was caught off guard by this sudden move.

There wasn't a single hint of it before, but now it's all suddenly piled on me all at once. Even the most carefree person couldn't handle it.

and.

It's alright if they get promoted to non-commissioned officer early.

With so many merits and awards, Jackie Chan is more than qualified to be promoted to non-commissioned officer ahead of schedule. He is even qualified in the application process, without any problem.

Although it came suddenly, it was not surprising.

But what's with this personnel transfer? The Seventh Steel Company hasn't been disbanded yet, has it? Why is the personnel transfer order being issued to us first?

Jackie Chan was completely baffled!

Driven by intense inner doubt, Jackie Chan couldn't help but ask, "Sir, which company have I been transferred to?"

"Red Three Company".

"Three consecutive red strikes???"

Jackie Chan was shocked by the transfer, but before he could recover from the shock, the director of the political department dropped an even bigger bombshell.

"Yes, Red Third Company, Fifth Platoon of Red Third Company, you will be the deputy platoon leader."

"Grassland Class 5?"

Jackie Chan was stunned!

There's a limerick from the 702nd Regiment that's specifically used to describe the 5th Platoon on the grassland.

The sky is blue, the wild is vast.

Training grounds beside the grassland.

The graves of all the class leaders.

A paradise for cowards.

Every word of this limerick reveals the utter despair that Class 5 of the Grassland was, and the torment that went there.

As someone who traveled through time, Jackie Chan knew very well how desolate Class 5 of the grassland was, and never imagined that he would end up in Class 5.

A soldier who performs as well as him is undoubtedly a hot commodity, receiving the best resources and training conditions.

How could I possibly be transferred to Class 5 and waste my time in a place like that?

Jackie Chan couldn't understand it at all!

Without waiting for Jackie Chan to figure it out, the director of the political department quickly and decisively arranged: "The instructor of the Third Company will be here soon, and he will personally take you to the Fifth Platoon."

This was arranged personally by the team leader, so don't feel guilty.

I can assure you, you'll be transferred back in six months, at most six months. By then, you definitely won't regret going to the Fifth Squad on the grasslands.

The political director has already shown enough appreciation for Jackie Chan, having made it clear to this extent.

Normally speaking.

He didn't need to say anything more; military orders were absolute, and Chenglong had no choice but to go.

"Yes, sir, I understand."

Although Jackie Chan couldn't figure out why he was sent to the Fifth Platoon on the grasslands, it was an order personally given by the commander, and he had to obey it no matter how unwilling he was.

The only regret is...

When the Steel Seventh Company was officially reorganized, Jackie Chan probably wouldn't be able to participate in it personally.

Fortunately, everything that needed to be done was done.

"It's good that you understand."

The political director patted Jackie Chan on the chest and said meaningfully at the end, "This is the commander's good intention. Now that you've gone to the Fifth Platoon, don't forget your original aspirations."

"Yes, sir!"

Jackie Chan raised his hand and saluted with his chest out.

He seemed to understand something, but upon closer examination, he couldn't quite grasp it.

Less than two minutes had passed.

He Hongtao, the instructor of the Third Company, rushed over in a hurry. Before he could even wipe the sweat from his forehead, he was immediately arranged to send Cheng Long to the Fifth Platoon to report.

Sitting in the regiment's Changfeng Cheetah SUV, Jackie Chan made a sudden turn on his way back to the Seventh Steel Company, heading towards the lowest-ranking squad in the entire regiment.

Going from the best in the group to the worst is like going from heaven to hell in one step.

Jackie Chan couldn't understand what Commander Wang meant, and neither could He Hongtao, so he talked to Jackie Chan a lot in the car.

One point was mentioned in particular.

If the regimental commander hadn't specifically requested that Cheng Long go to the 5th Platoon, He Hongtao would have definitely driven Cheng Long to the Third Company in one car, where Cheng Long could choose any of the best platoons in the entire company.

Send the best-performing soldier in the entire regiment to a retirement class where they can just sit around and wait to die.

He Hongtao felt...

It's such a waste!

However, after expressing his various regrets, He Hongtao did what he, as an instructor, was best at: giving Jackie Chan a lecture on various ways of brainwashing him.

Making Jackie Chan believe in the group and the army is definitely for his own good.

Jackie Chan must be strong, independent, and stay true to himself. No matter where he is, he must not lose his true colors, and his future will still be bright.

He even personally helped Jackie Chan put on his new military rank.

The two crutches, which had only been hanging for three months and hadn't even warmed up yet, had already become two guns and one crutch.

In this regard.

Jackie Chan had nothing more to say except thank He Hongtao for his concern.

After all, they've lived two lives.

Their mentality isn't as fragile as that of young people, who can easily break down at the slightest setback.

Although I was shocked when I first heard the news, and my emotions may have changed a little, so much time has passed now that I've long since adjusted my mindset.

"There's always a way out. Let's leave it at that. Anyway, there's nothing major going on. I've done everything I could for the reorganization of the Steel Seventh Company. All that's left is to wait for the results. The selection for the Old A is still a long way off. We can figure something out then."

Jackie Chan organized his thoughts and accepted the trip to the grasslands with equanimity.

When you're in a good mood, your mindset becomes more stable.

Looking at the vast expanse of yellow earth grassland outside, I felt a sense of peace and tranquility.

"Jackie Chan, this is Platoon 2, Squad 5. From now on, you'll be guarding the training ground here. Come on, get out of the car, I'll take you to meet the people."

After driving dozens of roads, they finally arrived. He Hongtao gestured for Jackie Chan to get out of the car.

"Xu Sanduo didn't come, but I did. Life really is unpredictable."

Jackie Chan got out of the car carrying his things, looked up at the familiar yet unfamiliar training camp, and felt a mix of emotions.

He Hongtao was very familiar with this place, and led Jackie Chan directly into the classroom.

The scene that appeared before my eyes...

Jackie Chan couldn't bear to watch!

Xue Lin, Lao Wei, Li Meng, and Lao Ma sat down around a square table with a deck of cards on it, and were having a great time playing cards.

Each person has a different look.

Old Ma must have lost terribly at cards; his face and forehead were covered in paper strips.

Xue Lin was probably the biggest winner. He only had two or three slips of paper on his face, and he was squatting on a stool with his feet on it, exuding an aura that overwhelmed the entire audience.

Li Meng had a large cotton-padded coat covering her head, making her look like she was playing a monster.

Xue Lin had several camouflage bags hanging on his body, making him look like a migrant worker who had just come to the city to work after the New Year. He also looked like he had lost quite badly.

The four people were engrossed in playing cards and didn't even notice the dormitory door being pushed open.

It's obvious.

Without Xu Sanduo's arrival, relying on his stubborn determination to strive upwards and not waste his precious life, he would have awakened the four great generals of the Grassland Class 5 from their dreams.

Even if the timeline is moved forward by a year, nothing here will change.

Old Ma did not voluntarily request to leave the army, Old Wei did not follow suit and be demobilized, and Li Meng did not go to the regiment to work as a military newspaper correspondent.

The four generals of Class 5 were still living in a drunken stupor, just getting by day by day.

Every day they're either playing cards or trying to freeload.

Jackie Chan personally thinks this is good. Soldiers in the army are like bricks, they can be moved wherever they are needed, there is no distinction between high and low status.

The front lines need brave soldiers to fight, and the logistics also need soldiers who can endure loneliness to protect them.

Without Lao Ma to guard the area, we need Lao Yang.

This brick is indispensable!

If you're stationed in this godforsaken place, you really can't stand it unless you find something fun to do every day, and you'll have no choice but to retire and go home.

This is so boring!

There was no need for Lao Ma and his men to leave. Although he couldn't be an elite member of the combat troops, as the best squad leader in the 702nd Regiment, he could have easily transferred to logistics.

With the right approach, Lao Ma can also have a second spring in Class 5.

Forcing them to develop self-esteem like Xu Sanduo, and only thinking about getting closer to becoming good soldiers in the combat unit, is not an option, given their age and physical limitations.

Ultimately, being unable to bear it and choosing to leave the military was not the best outcome.

"Now that I'm here, I might as well have some fun and completely overturn this paradise for cowards. Old Ma and the others won't have to leave either. It seems like a pretty good challenge."

Looking at the messy dormitory in front of him, Jackie Chan felt that he had found a new direction.

(End of this chapter)