Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 35 When You Don’t Look Like It, You’ve Succeeded

The morning exercise survey is over.

Lao Pao organized the people in the class to take it back, and watched the recruits walking farther and farther away until they had already entered the dormitory building.

Instructor Huo Linshan took a cigarette out of his pocket and handed it to Cheng Dong. Then he nodded in the direction of the group eight and said, "How about it, Old Cheng? I said Xiucai is a good soldier."

"You insist that people who write are unsuitable for leading the charge. That's just prejudice."

"Very good. Really very good."

Cheng Dong waved his hands, his expression clearly perfunctory.

He looked in the direction where Chen Mo left, remained silent for a long time, and fell into deep thought.

The 7th Armored Division was reorganized, and the two heads of the original division headquarters were retired. The current brigade commander is the former division chief of staff, and the political commissar is the former director of the political department.

I am from the same hometown as Cheng Dong.

Cheng Dong is a man with a tough temper. He is a volunteer soldier who was transformed into an officer. He hates the idea of ​​being forced to do things the way he wants.

In his eyes, a unit like the Armored Reconnaissance Company could not use backdoors. When the political commissar said he wanted to give Chen Mo to him, Cheng Dong still refused to acknowledge it.

After seeing Chen Mo's performance today, Cheng Dong was indeed shocked.

In fact, the title of scholar is used in grassroots military camps among this group of rough guys.

Especially when you have never met someone, giving them such a nickname is not a good thing.

Anyway, Lao Pao never called Chen Mo a scholar once from beginning to end.

Just now, calling Chen Mo "Wu Xiucai" in public was a slight recognition from Captain Cheng from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing Cheng Dong smoking a cigarette and staring at the direction of the dormitory building without saying a word, the chubby instructor next to him curled his lips.

He actually thought it was a good idea to teach this stubborn old donkey a lesson. He wasn't afraid of your prejudice, he was just afraid that you wouldn't pay attention, as long as you paid attention.

Sooner or later, I'm going to have to straighten your mind.

As a political cadre, Huo Linshan specialized in studying the thoughts of soldiers. He could see that Chen Mo had a strong "soldier" flavor.

That's why I'm so sure.

Class 8 here.

After Lao Pao brought the person back, he didn't say anything more. He just pointed to the ground and said, "There are no other arrangements in the company this morning."

"Before and after meals, our task is to fold the quilt. When we get tired, we have to recite the rules."

“No one is allowed to run around.”

"Chen Mo."

"To!"

"From now on, you are the vice-monitor of Class 8. If I am not here for other reasons, you will be the monitor."

"Your task is to supervise the class to complete their training and make sure they don't run around."

"Any comments?"

"Report, no." Chen Mo responded in a strong voice.

He wanted to improve so much, and becoming the squad leader was the first step to his improvement. Even if Lao Pao arranged it at this time, it would definitely be a bit lazy.

But that was what he fought for.

"I didn't ask you." Lao Pao glanced at Chen Mo unhappily, and then glared at Yang Dali, Zhu Gaituan and others.

"Who among you has any objections to letting Chen Mo be the deputy monitor?"

"No, no."

Being held at a distance of one or two meters by the squad leader, who was glaring at them, made several of them feel a pang of anxiety in their hearts. Who the hell could still remember whether they had any objections or not?

What's more, Chen Mo could memorize any regulations after reading them once. Just now, he defeated another squad in front of the entire company.

By the way, they were also defeated.

There's no basis for refuting this.

"No, that's settled. Let's make the quilt."

"When the duty officer is notified to come downstairs, you will go over there, Zhu Gaituan. You can decide how to arrange the duty officers later, Chen Mo."

"Before noon, I want to see you fold a qualified quilt."

Lao Pao waved his hand, and no one noticed the hint of disappointment that flashed deep in his eyes. He turned and left the dormitory.

After the squad leader left, Chen Mo took the lead and walked to his own bed. He picked up the quilt and threw it on the ground with a "puff". He clapped his hands and said, "Brothers, let's get started."

"The squad leader just said that we need to check before noon."

"It has to be rectified."

Yang Dali, Zhu Gaituan and Feng Junling quickly moved forward, also picking up their quilts and moving towards Chen Mo.

Put the quilt in front of you, one on the left, one on the right, and one in front.

Originally, Li Zhiang also wanted to come here with a quilt. After all, it was winter, and even if the dormitory door was closed, wind would still whiz in from under the door, and it was really cold.

But when he came over, almost no one in the class was happy.

Yang Dali stood up provocatively, hands on his hips, and pointed to the corner next to the metal cabinet, saying, "You, get out of there. There's no place for you here."

"you"

"What's wrong with you? You want to fight?"

Before Li Zhiang could finish his words, Ma Gan stood up from the ground, rolled up his sleeves and walked shoulder to shoulder with Yang Dali.

These two second brothers have formed a united front.

Zhu Gaituan and Yue Jinyuan also stood up and glared at Li Zhiang.

Chen Mo moved a small stool and sat nearby to watch. It was not that he did not want to help. He had been a soldier before and knew what Lao Pao meant by giving the report a cold treatment.

It’s just to make Li Zhiang remember this lesson.

Lao Pao is such a smart guy, can't he see that Li Zhiang has been ostracized in the class?
If this kind of behavior is not dealt with, no matter how much you say, it will be of no use. Only when he feels the pain and knows he is wrong will he correct his behavior.

If you still can't change, then just retire. Anyway, you haven't been awarded any rank and we are still in the disarmament period. It's not difficult to retire in this era.

Chen Mo still understood the principle that a kind person cannot command an army.

Fortunately, Li Zhiang, who loves to tell tales and is good at bullying others, does not have a bad temper.

Being ganged up on by several people in the class, he just snorted twice without saying a single harsh word. He carried the quilt to the metal cabinet and folded it himself.

But this cold treatment method made Chen Mo suffer.

Before and after meals, for several hours in a row, Chen Mo would look up from time to time in the direction of Li Zhiang while pressing the quilt.

He is now the deputy squad leader and has the responsibility to look after the new recruits, fearing that this kid will run away again if he gets listless.

"This cold treatment is to deal with me."

Chen Mo himself couldn't count how many times he had looked up in the direction of the metal cabinet.

He muttered a few words to himself, spread the compacted quilt flat on the ground and began to fold it.

This morning, Lao Pao was not seen except for occasionally coming in for a walk.

Since he had been told to fold it before noon, Chen Mo had no intention of delaying.

He's just starting to take action.

Yang Dali, who was lying on the quilt and rolling on it like a pig, got up with a "whoosh".

Squatting beside Chen Mo: "Are we going to start folding?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, I've forgotten the method I taught you yesterday. The quilt has been pressed long ago and I'm waiting for you."

The guys nearby, who were exhausted from being tossed around with the quilt, also ran over to watch when they heard that Chen Mo had finally stopped pressing them.

Wait and see under the banner of learning.

Watch Chen Mo measuring with his hands, then using his index finger to mark the creases, and carefully smoothing the quilt cover bit by bit.

Feng Junling squatted beside him and couldn't help scratching his head: "Chen Mo, how come you remember the steps of folding the quilt so clearly?"

"Also, how should the quilts in this unit be folded to satisfy the squad leader?"

"It's very simple." Chen Mo smiled as he mended the quilt, "When you can fold the quilt so that it doesn't look like a quilt and is also aesthetically pleasing, then you'll have succeeded."

Not like a quilt?

After hearing this, Feng Junling was enlightened. He patted his forehead and said, "I understand. Tofu blocks are not like quilts."

"Look, I can do it too."

Perhaps influenced by Feng Junling's confidence, the remaining recruits who were watching also felt that they were ready.

He changed his decadent look from when he was pressing the quilt, rushed back to his seat, and prepared to fold the tofu blocks.

(End of this chapter)