Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 109 How long has it been since Lian was attacked, and how can the power be so strong?
Chen Mo looked down at the broken iron basin in his hand and tried to hit it with a stone.

Hey, you know what, the clanging of DingTalk really creates a welcoming atmosphere.

"This change of identity is too fast. I just joined the company myself."

Chen Mo grinned, but before he could dive into the group of veterans.

From behind, in the direction of the reconnaissance company camp, a dark and strong corporal ran out in a hurry.

When passing by the military vehicle, the other party suddenly stopped.

He glanced at Liang Hongjie who was squatting on the ground smoking, then turned his gaze to Chen Mo.

The other person looked unfamiliar, and it was certain that I had never seen him before.

"Are you the scholar?"

As the corporal spoke, he took out his collar and armband from his pocket and handed them to Chen Mo, saying, "Scholar, we are all family from now on. My name is Zhao Wuliang, and I am the communications officer of the reconnaissance company."

"Hello, squad leader. My name is Chen Mo, you can call me Xiucai." Chen Mo straightened his chest and took the armband.

"Why are you calling me squad leader? We're all brothers." Zhao Wuliang chuckled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed another to Chen Mo. He glanced at Liang Hongjie standing next to him and said, "From now on, you, me, and Liang Pai, the three of us are all members of the public service squad."

"This is what the company commander said. You may not understand the document, but it doesn't matter. Platoon Liang and I will teach you."

"From now on, I'll be the company commander's legs, and you'll be the instructor's mouth. We're brothers, so don't be polite."

Zhao Wuliang is a very talkative man. Don't be fooled by his dark and strong appearance, which makes him look rather simple.

However, anyone who is qualified to be a communicator is most likely a good and versatile guy in the company.

"Sergeant, are you so happy about the new recruits joining the company?" Chen Mo nodded at the old soldiers gathered in the distance.

"That's for sure."

Zhao Wuliang was very excited when he heard this: "You don't have to do any duty or stand guard in the recruit company."

"We're the ones who do this work. Now we're assigned to companies. You know how our 7th Division used to have scouts undergo intensive training when they were assigned to companies?"

"We have to hold a military parade this year, so we can't hold intensive training. The military district doesn't have that much energy."

"So we asked the company to organize its own intensive training. This year, we have 18 new recruits coming to our company. We will first be divided into classes, and then the company will arrange a unified intensive training for a month."

"Like standing guard, pulling weeds, cleaning dry toilets, and helping fellow villagers carry manure. We used to do all of this before you came."

"Now that the new recruits have arrived, we definitely won't do it anymore. Otherwise, wouldn't the new recruits have come in vain?"

Listening to such a frank description, Chen Mo nodded. He really couldn't refute it.

"Oh, right." Zhao Wuliang suddenly seemed to remember something and said seriously, "I heard that you had just arrived in our company and you dared to confront the patrol. Well done, I'd say."

"Let those white dogs do it. You're a clerk, so you don't have to participate in the training. But remember, the military and the people are one family."

"It's okay to work as a white dog, but if you encounter a fellow villager on a business trip, you must not lose your temper. You can be promoted in the future. The three major disciplines and eight points of attention, the first one is to speak gently, especially when meeting fellow villagers."

"Remember."

"Yes, squad leader, I remember it."

Even if no one reminded him, Chen Mo would know about this kind of thing.

But no matter what, this old soldier Zhao is kind-hearted.

When it comes to new recruits joining a company, the generals won't complain about thirst until the well is dug. If they haven't been trained well, we certainly can't expect them to be as useful as the old scouts.

Proper sharpening and honing is still necessary.

Waited for about an hour.

The military truck in the distance finally came into view under the gazes of hundreds of people.

"Here we come, beat the drums, welcome the new comrades."

An old soldier shouted.

Boom, boom, boom, bang, bang, bang, sounds followed.

Chen Mo stood at the back of the crowd. He also joined in knocking with a broken iron basin. One after another, new recruits came down from the military checkpoints. Among the crowd were two familiar people, Yang Dali and Li Zhiang.

But there are still a dozen or so, including those from the Second Company and some recruits transferred from other companies.

It looks like there are a lot of people, but in reality, the reconnaissance company has four platoons and sixteen combat squads. If they are really divided, there will barely be one person per squad.

The new recruit who had just gotten off the car suddenly looked a little embarrassed when faced with so many veterans surrounding him. There was a clear light flashing in his bright eyes.

Poor kids, they thought that leaving the recruit company meant leaving the most boring place.

In fact, they left the most comfortable camp.

"Stop making a fuss, you bastards, have you never seen a new comrade?" Cheng Dong, who was following the car, got out of the passenger seat and threw the list to the old soldier beside him.

"First, we'll take roll call and divide everyone into classes. After that, we'll familiarize everyone with the camp. Then, we'll start unified training this afternoon."

"Everyone, take it easy, this is a new comrade."

Cheng Dong cursed and dispersed the old soldiers who surrounded him, and led the team into the camp.

A group of veterans, like tourists who had paid for tickets to see the monkeys in the zoo, surrounded the team of new recruits and kept hammering and banging along.

Chen Mo had originally been thinking about saying hello to Yang Dali and the others.

In the end, I didn't find any opportunity, mainly because there were too many damn veterans.

He couldn't squeeze at all.

More than a dozen new recruits were brought to the open space in the camp, and they were divided into classes after reading out the names of the names.

Zhao Wuliang also came closer to watch the fun.

Chen Mo was standing there looking at it when Liang Hongjie came up to him, his bag in hand, motioning him forward and saying, "Let's go. What's so interesting here?"

"Before the training, we'll be divided into classes. The process is similar to when you first arrived at the barracks. We'll have noodles for lunch to celebrate the new recruits joining their companies."

"We'll be undergoing concentrated training this afternoon. However, according to the plan given by the company commander, we won't be doing anything too harsh in the first week. Every day we'll just be pulling weeds and carrying manure. Once we've finished pulling the dead grass inside the camp, we'll go outside and pull it."

"There's a lot of work to do. I have to scrape the toilets with a shovel. It's just the right time for the new recruits to join the company. The logistics department will send three trucks of media this afternoon, and the new comrades need to carry them bit by bit to the kitchen."

"Ok."

Chen Mo turned his head to look at the camp and could imagine that the new recruits would probably be very busy in the future.

The camp in Kuchi Village is quite large, and some of the dead grass is waist-high. It can be seen that the veterans in the company have been waiting for a year to pull out the weeds.

It took a lot of effort to finally get the new recruits.

But it didn't matter. Chen Mo remembered that in his previous life, when he had just joined the company, although he was given the title of deputy squad leader, he was not assigned to pull weeds.

But he also did a lot of things like picking cracks in the steps and leading people to pick up leaves.

Don’t ask why. The reason is that the army wants to temper the impetuousness of new recruits and train the obedience of soldiers.

This is really nothing to look at.

Chen Mo put on his backpack and followed Liang Hongjie to the cadre dormitory building.

The so-called public service squad, accommodation and combat squad are divided into different areas.

It is very close to the company headquarters building.

The dormitory has four floors in total, but the first and second floors are study rooms, and even the history museum is not suitable for living.

The company commander and instructor's dormitories are on the third floor.

Those of them who were in the "regular class" or "regular platoon" could only live on the fourth floor.

In fact, to be honest, there was a reason why Chen Mo hesitated before about whether to be a clerk.

Clerks are also considered to be people in government agencies. It is notoriously difficult to get a job in grassroots agencies.

Not to mention those far away, the dormitories on the third and fourth floors are occupied by company commanders, deputy company commanders, instructors, platoon leaders and so on.

Normally, if there is something going on in the company, we are so busy that we don’t have time to relax at all.

If everyone else is busy and you are idle, wouldn't that be uncomfortable?
Unlike the combat squad, where the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, it’s okay to take a break occasionally after a busy training session.

But no matter how much he complained, when Chen Mo arrived at his new dormitory, he felt very uncomfortable, even though he had been there before.

But before it was just a visit, this time it has been completely moved here.

Looking at the four metal beds inside, they are no longer divided into upper and lower bunks. There is also a metal cabinet next to each bed for clothes.

The walls of the dormitory are no longer mottled, and even the windows are translucent. The entire living environment is much better than the dormitory of the eighth squad of the recruit company.

There is also a big fan hanging above your head, so even summer is not unbearable.

This condition is really not bad.

Liang Hongjie placed Chen Mo's bag on the metal cabinet and pointed to the two large metal beds inside and said, "You can choose any one of them."

"It's you, me, and Lao Zhao who are responsible for the dormitory cleaning. We'll each take turns for a day. There's not much work to do, just sweep the floor."

"If the company is particularly busy and you don't want to clean up, go find the squad leaders and ask a few of them who are on business to come and help."

"That's all for housekeeping. You don't need to fold your blankets here. No one dares to come to our camp to arrest us anyway. Except for those who come for inspections notified in advance, no one comes here normally."

"Put on the quilt."

As Liang Hongjie spoke, he extended his hand enthusiastically, wanting to help take off Chen Mo's backpack.

But no matter what, he is a platoon leader, with a star on his shoulder, so he is a cadre.

Chen Mo smiled and refused. He picked a bed that was exposed to the sun during the day, unpacked his backpack, and spread out the bedding while saying, "Platoon Leader."

"All the other recruits have to go through training, so what should I do?"

"Do I need to learn clerical work now?"

"Now?"

Upon hearing this, Liang Hongjie shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, it's just after the New Year and the clerical work is not busy. There is nothing to check and no work to submit."

"Just get used to it first." "In the army, quality is everything. You've broken the double-army light-equipped record, and you've earned third-class and second-class merits, as well as commendations from the military district. You're strong enough, and you don't have to fear anything."

Originally, Liang Hongjie said this just as a joke.

Of course, it was half serious and half joking. After all, given Chen Mo's situation, no one would find fault with him just after he joined the company. Even if they wanted to, you have to see if the company commander agrees.

But Chen Mo was making his bed and didn't notice the meaning of this sentence.

When I heard the commendation from the military district, I suddenly remembered that I had not yet hung up my red flag as a "Training Model".

Chen Mo picked up the luggage bag on the metal cabinet, opened it, and hung a big red standard-bearing flag in the dormitory.

Then, he took out the box of military medals and the bright red certificate from his backpack and put them all into the drawer of the metal cabinet.

Liang Hongjie, who was standing next to him, felt both envious and embarrassed.

He had just been trying to tell the scholar to relax and not be nervous.

But when he suddenly took out the standard-bearing flag and military medal, it was not Chen Mo who was nervous, but him.

"By the way, Platoon Leader, why hasn't the squad leader seen him recently?"

After Chen Mo packed up his things, he stood up and asked.

Since the last time he was awarded the military training, Lao Pao went to prepare for war. The company commander has returned, but Lao Pao is still nowhere to be seen.

A fifth-level non-commissioned officer is indeed awesome, but not so awesome that he is nowhere to be seen all day.

"He."

Lao Liang shook his head: "The old squad leader asked for annual leave, and he asked for annual leave right after the combat readiness was over."

"If you want to see him, you'll probably have to wait until the new recruits' training is over. It's just in time for the spring equipment change, and each unit will be counting the wear and tear of tank parts. This kind of thing can't be left out, old squad leader."

"Since the Chinese New Year has just passed and I have nothing to do for the time being, I asked for leave to go home."

Lao Pao actually took a leave of absence.

Chen Mo was a little surprised. He was not worried about his own situation. It was mainly because Yang Dali and his men had just been assigned to the reconnaissance company. If the old gunner's power was still there, they could still handle some of the work.

But once this person leaves, the remaining influence is no longer useful.

No one really cared about Chen Mo when he was transferred to the company.

After making the bed and sitting on the bench in the dormitory, Liang Hongjie opened a can of food for him, just to celebrate the scholar's transfer to the company.

But other recruits don’t have this treatment.

The two brothers Yang Dali and Li Zhiang were surrounded by a group of veterans and had their names called out. They were given armbands and flowers, and then were led to the dormitory by the squad leader of the third squad, Peng Wei.

Peng Wei is the squad leader of the recruit company and the squad leader of the third squad of the reconnaissance company, but he is only a first-class non-commissioned officer.

Pushing the door and entering the third squad, there were eight people waiting in the room. Among these eight people, there were three third-level non-commissioned officers, one second-level non-commissioned officer, three first-level non-commissioned officers, and one corporal.

The third squad is an infantry combat squad of twelve people. It is not fully staffed, and with the arrival of two new recruits, there is still one person missing.

The two men were not awake as they followed Peng Wei.

I am still dreaming of becoming a veteran after joining the company and finally taking off the hat of a rookie.

But when they entered the dormitory and faced the loving gazes of a group of veterans, their dreams seemed to be shattered.

It shattered on the spot.

It was shattered very thoroughly.

Yang Dali, who is usually the strongest man, had tears in his eyes in an instant.

It’s not that I’m touched, but I don’t dare to move.

For a moment, he suddenly remembered what the deputy class teacher said when he left the Class 8 dormitory: Take a look around the dormitory, we won’t have the chance to get together again in the future.

Now, he suddenly missed the Class 8 dormitory that he had just abandoned. Even the mottled walls in his memory seemed so familiar and gentle.

It’s so far away.

"Hello, class monitor."

Yang Dali stuttered and wanted to nod and say hello, but he stopped himself abruptly because he was afraid of making another mistake. The last time he greeted someone by nodding and bowing, he almost got beaten to death by the company commander.

"Hey, what's the squad leader? Call me Old Soldier Zhang."

"My name is Veteran Qi."

"Call me Old Soldier Zhao from now on."

"Well, my name is Chen Laobing."

"I'm Veteran Wen."

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Yang Dali was completely confused as he introduced himself one after another.

This time, it wasn't his ideal of being a good soldier that was a little worrying, but the rank of private on his shoulders that was a little worrying.

Although Peng Wei seems to be very arrogant in the recruit company, when he returns to the third squad, he is actually not that arrogant.

Seeing a group of people joking around the new recruits, he waved his hands and said, "Don't interrupt. New comrades have just arrived, and we need more attention and care."

"Well, the bottom cabinet is for you two. We have few rules in the reconnaissance company. As long as we perform well in all aspects of training, we'll be fine."

"I know your squad leader in the recruit company is a veteran. I don't care how he leads his troops, but now that you're in the third squad, you must pay attention to unity and maintain housekeeping."

"Our class has won the mobile red flag for six consecutive weeks. This time, with two new comrades, we must be even more careful."

"Yang Dali, Li Zhiang."

"arrive!!"

"Go make your beds and tidy up your quarters, so I can see how well you do it."

"Also, check the beds of other comrades. Housekeeping requires unity. New comrades must learn to unite."

"Go."

"Yes!!"

Yang Dali and Li Zhiang did not dare to waste time and quickly lay down beside the bed to get busy, while nine people stood behind them and watched.

Can't be lazy, can't be slow.

Neither of them is stupid. The door of the third shift dormitory is closed, and a group of veterans are watching you from behind. Who wouldn't know what's going on?

This guy, Chen Mo was eating canned food in the dormitory, and the two brothers were climbing up and down checking the interior of each bed.

It took nearly an hour to clean every corner, including the placement of toiletries.

The group of veterans behind them gradually dispersed, and finally no one was watching them anymore.

But do you think this is the end?

No, no, no, the dirty clothes and smelly socks stored during the New Year's preparation period were soon piled on the made beds.

It was not piled on the recruits' beds, but on his own bed.

Yang Dali finally cleaned the dormitory and, with a sore back, he moved a stool to sit down and rest for a while.

When Lao Yang suddenly saw those piles of dirty clothes, he almost got furious.

Washing is too frustrating.

If we don’t wash, the squad leader just asked us to tidy up our rooms and help each other. This will definitely fail the inspection.

Li Zhiang hesitated for a moment and said nothing. He picked up his small yellow basin, put all the clothes into the basin, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash.

After being isolated by his class since he joined the army, he became very close to Chen Mo. He had heard Chen Mo mention that he had joined the reconnaissance company.

Chen Mo's original words were that being a scout is very tiring, the kind that can make people collapse, but the reconnaissance company is also one of the strongest branches of the military.

There are so many training subjects that it is difficult for ordinary people to endure the intensity of scout training.

So Li Zhiang treated these as a form of exercise and didn't feel too wronged.

His comrades all went to wash clothes obediently. What else could Yang Dali say?

I followed him obediently, packed up the remaining clothes, picked up the basin and went to the bathroom together.

After Chen Mo came down from upstairs, he walked around the camp but didn't see any new recruits.

He knew before that Peng Wei wanted to bring Yang Dali and Li Zhiang to Class 3.

So, after asking Liang Hongjie about the location of Class 3, I hadn't even waited for him to arrive at the class.

Just passing by the bathroom.

When I turned around, I saw six or seven new recruits, all squatting on the ground, rubbing the clothes in their hands with their hands.

They were working very hard.

"Da Li, Zhiang."

Chen Mo looked at the two people at the innermost side and felt that they looked familiar, so he tried to call out to them.

Maybe I heard a familiar voice.

The two people from Class 3 instantly had tears in their eyes and turned to look at Chen Mo.

"Deputy class leader, I regret this. I really should have listened to you more. I should have looked at Class 8 more when I left just now. I miss our Class 8." Yang Dali cried with a sad face.

Li Zhiang was fine. He just nodded, then shook his head and squatted there in a daze. He was probably a little confused from washing clothes.

When Chen Mo heard this, he was also stunned.

I miss Class 8 so much.
How long has it been since the beginning, and how can the power be so strong?

(End of this chapter)