Chapter 144: This Farewell is So Different
In the clerical office.
Chen Mo was reading his promotion notice over and over again, while Liang Hongjie was walking back and forth like a top.
The whole person looks very anxious.
"Platoon leader, what can I do for you?"
Chen Mo looked up and asked curiously.
"It's not that I have something to do." Liang Hongjie heard this, moved a chair to sit in front of Chen Mo, scratched his head and said: "Do you know Shimen Luyuan?"
"I know."
Chen Mo nodded, he definitely knew.
In my previous life, I studied at the Army Command College. There was a zoo right outside my door, and I often ran into people from the college and took time off during holidays to visit them.
At that time, he had some minor friction with the soldiers of the 25th Team of the Army Academy.
But it doesn’t matter. Soldiers are all grown men with hot tempers.
Because of a few wrong words, so many things got done.
Seeing Chen Mo's indifferent look, Liang Hongjie waved his hands helplessly: "Forget it, the order has been issued, I won't bother you anymore."
"Anyway, from what I know, the Reconnaissance Department at the Army Academy is quite tough, so you should be mentally prepared."
"Thank you, Platoon Sergeant. I understand."
After Chen Mo thanked him, Liang Hongjie left for lunch.
In the entire office, Chen Mo was the only one sitting there, staring blankly.
After all, it is a promotion. In fact, the term "promotion" is no longer applicable in this era. Real promotion does not require further training. It is the kind that directly transfers from a soldier to an officer and changes the rank.
Strictly speaking, he was admitted to the school without taking the entrance exam.
As for the reconnaissance department that Liang Pai mentioned, Chen Mo also knew what it was. If his impression was correct, in May 1999, the reconnaissance department of Shimen Army Academy seemed to have only one 30th Squadron.
The squadron is composed of a reconnaissance squad and a cadet squad. The squad belongs to the "natives", that is, the troops stationed at the academy.
The members of the student team are much more diverse. Some are admitted to the school through recommendation, some take entrance exams, and some take the college entrance examination. There is not much competition among them in academic subjects.
But the competition in physical education classes is terrifying.
There is no way around it. No matter what era, the army always values physical fitness. If you have good physical fitness, you will be looked up to by others.
For those who meet the admission standards, you can doubt their educational level, you can doubt whether they can read or not, but you must never doubt their military qualities.
Sitting on the chair, Chen Mo looked at the scorching sun outside and felt dazed.
He has been working hard since he entered the military camp. The political commissar even promised to recommend a college for him. Unexpectedly, this time he did not rely on others and achieved the results on his own.
Excited, Chen Mo picked up the landline on the table and dialed the number in his hometown.
He wanted to tell his family the news, at least to make them happy.
Hearing the "knock knock" sound coming from the microphone, Chen Mo straightened his back involuntarily, and his mood became much more excited.
Normally, he rarely calls home.
It’s not that I don’t want to fight.
The main thing is that it’s free for him to make calls, but it costs money for his parents to answer the calls, and he doesn’t have a landline at home.
Roaming charges are expensive. Every time you call the village chief's house, even if you have a good relationship with the villagers, you have to pay three or two yuan each time.
The family is not well off, and the two elders have been frugal for most of their lives. Chen Mo doesn't want to make the family spend a lot of extra money every month because of frequent phone calls.
"Hello? Who is it?"
The call was finally connected, and a middle-aged man's voice came from the other end.
Chen Mo hurriedly said, "Is this Uncle Zheng? I'm Chen Mo. Could you please call my parents?"
"Oh! Xiao Mo, haha, you haven't talked to your family for a while. Wait, I'll be there now."
"Xuejun might not be at home. I saw your dad riding his bike out early in the morning."
"Wait ten minutes before hitting me, kid."
Without waiting for Chen Mo's response, the person on the other end hung up the phone with a click.
There is a difference between charging within one minute and charging beyond one minute.
Chen Mo stared at the clock on the office wall. When the time came, he called home again.
This time, the call was answered smoothly.
"Hello, is that Xiao Mo?" The voice of mother Liu Fenglan came from the other side.
"Mom, it's me. Is my dad going to work again?"
"Well, there's a family in the farm getting married next month, and they asked your dad to build a TV cabinet. He's been busy with that these past few days. Xiao Mo, how are you doing in the army? Are you hungry? It's getting hot every day. Do you have any thin clothes to wear?"
Listening to his mother's concern, Chen Mo felt sad and a little amused. It was impossible for people in the army to wear cotton clothes in the middle of summer.
"Mom, I'm fine with everything. By the way, Mom, I've promoted your son."
"Promotion means going from a soldier to an officer through studying and attending a military academy, becoming a cadre within the army."
If it comes to words like promotion or military academy, Liu Fenglan may not know them. There is a lack of information in the village and people are not exposed to much about the outside world.
But when it comes to cadres, Liu Fenglan definitely knows.
Mother Liu was stunned for a long time before she asked anxiously, "Son, are you saying that you want to go to school and become a cadre after you finish your studies?"
"Oh, this is a big deal. I'll go find your dad and ask him to give some gifts to the school leaders. You said you haven't studied for such a long time, so I need to buy some things and find someone."
"Hey, hey, hey, Mom, this isn't the school in our hometown."
Chen Mo himself was also shocked by his mother's reaction. He really didn't know when his family's connections became so strong that they could actually go to Shimen Luyuan to give gifts.
After a lot of effort, and with the help of the village chief acting as a military advisor to his mother, Chen Mo finally explained the inevitable connection between attending military school and promotion.
In the words of the village chief, it was the Chen family's ancestral tomb that showed its spirit.
There needs to be an officer in the family.
The village also wants someone to serve as an officer in the army.
After figuring out what was going on, Liu Fenglan looked up and wiped her tears while advising: "Xiao Mo, just work hard. You don't have to worry about anything at home."
"Xiao Jing is also in the Yuhong class. Xiao Feng should have no problem with the high school entrance exam this year. How much is the tuition for the military academy? I'll ask your dad to mail it to you."
"When we get to school, we must get along well with others, hang out more, and don't get angry with them. You've been a well-behaved child since you were young. Call home frequently and ask your dad to mail anything you need."
Liu Fenglan gave detailed instructions for a long time.
During this period, Chen Mo did not refute a single word. Returning to his previous life, he really enjoyed the warmth of this family.
The two chatted for a long time before ending the call at the mother's urging, as she complained about the expensive phone bill.
It was lunchtime.
There was no way back to the dormitory. Platoon Liang, the new medical officer, and Zhao Wuliang were either fast asleep or playing poker with the deputy company commander.
It’s not nice to disturb others in the past.
Chen Mo simply took out a military coat from the clerical office, spread it on the ground, covered his belly with the corner of the coat, and fell asleep.
He was indeed quite tired.
I have been busy organizing the files of retired personnel recently. I sent them away in the morning and then took a walk around the Second Battalion.
When I came back, the promotion notices came down.
This day was extremely exciting. During lunch break, Chen Mo kept dreaming.
I dreamed of the reporting scene in my previous life, the debate competition, and my old leader.
I also dreamed that when I applied for transfer, I handed in my armband and epaulettes, and left without telling anyone, carrying only a bag.
The feeling of loss and sadness at that time was so intense that even when he woke up and looked at the ceiling, Chen Mo still hadn't recovered from the dream.
But soon, Chen Mo was shocked by the scene in front of him.
As his pupils slowly focused and his eyes scanned the surroundings, he saw more than an empty office.
Instead, it was a group of veterans who had come over at some point in time, about 10 to 20 of them, filling the entire office.
They all carried backpacks, wore helmets, and held rifles in their hands, looking at him with grim smiles on their faces.
“Oh my god!!”
Chen Mo, who seldom swore, was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he couldn't help but curse out loud.
"What are you doing?"
"Hey! You slept soundly."
"Scholar, you even shed tears in your sleep. Are you reluctant to leave us?"
"As a scout, your anti-reconnaissance awareness is surprisingly poor. We've been standing here for quite some time, and you didn't even notice it. You really need to practice."
Everyone started talking at once.
But they didn't just say that. Several veterans rushed up and hung the heavy backpack on Chen Mo without saying a word.
His military cap was quickly taken away and replaced with a heavy and uncomfortable helmet, and even his rifle was stuffed into his hands.
Chen Mo didn't need to say a word at all.
A group of veterans forced him to be fully armed, and then one of them held one of his arms and forcibly carried him from the company's clerical office to the training ground.
I just woke up and was forced to turn on the computer.
When Chen Mo's feet landed on the ground, he still felt a little dizzy. Looking at the training ground, he saw that all the soldiers in the company were present.
He laughed dryly and said, "Squad Leader, what are you doing? You don't have to be so enthusiastic, right?"
"What for? Of course I'm sending you off."
"That's right, scholar. Our company doesn't have anything else, but we have enough training subjects. You bastard, you've been tormenting us a lot lately, and now you want to just walk away?"
"Don't waste your time talking to him. Let's do a 10-kilometer warm-up first."
A group of veterans cheered and pushed Chen Mo to the runway.
It seems that the situation is not right. If I don’t stay away from these old hands, I might really be bullied to death by them.
Chen Mo took advantage of the old soldier's inattention and ran away. The huge crowd behind him started chasing him, howling.
Damn it, these old soldiers said they were saying goodbye, but their actions were more ruthless than the other.
Aren't you a strong scholar? Don't you like to show off?
An entire afternoon.
The ten kilometers is really just a warm-up. There is no need to pay attention to any methods or techniques. Frog jumps, duck steps, old man pushing a cart in circles, and rushing up the despair slope. Do whatever torturous thing you can.
Not only Chen Mo was gritting his teeth and enduring, everyone joined in and worked hard under the scorching sun.
They are not trying to get along with Chen Mo, nor are they trying to get along with themselves.
The military camp was too boring and they had nothing else to vent their emotions. So many people had left, they might have cried at the time, but they wouldn't have had too many feelings.
What was really hard was that after everyone left, during lunch break, I saw that the familiar people in the dormitory were gone, and when I gathered again, I couldn’t find the comrades who usually ate and lived with me.
Think about the other person never coming back.
This is when the emotions really break down.
The reconnaissance company practiced until sunset, and the golden sunlight sprinkled on the ground, reflecting a beautiful sunset scene.
Chen Mocai dragged his tired body, took off his backpack, and lay comfortably on the ground.
Enjoying this moment of peace.
"Scholar, congratulations on your promotion."
I don’t know who shouted among the collapsed crowd, but from the tone, it can be seen that the other party was not jealous, but was truly blessing them.
"Scholar, a true man has ambitions. Don't bring shame to our reconnaissance company when you go out. If anyone bullies you, fight him. If you can't, call me and I'll take leave to fight him."
"Scholar, the military academy is different from the company. You should work hard and don't forget your goal. We can all see that you are worried."
"You know what, scholar? Life is very long. It's so long that we were fighting side by side yesterday, but tomorrow you might run away."
"Don't listen to their nonsense. Study hard when you get to the military academy. Don't be so pushy. I heard there are a lot of tough guys in the Reconnaissance Department of the Army Academy. Don't go against them."
"Damn it, you idiot scholar, remember to come back after graduation. I promised to treat you to a drink, but I haven't done it yet."
Chen Mo lay on the ground, listening to the voices coming from beside him and looking at the dusk sky.
He really wanted to chat with these veterans, but unfortunately, he just didn't have the energy.
Damn, the reconnaissance company is good in every way, and the company commander and instructor are nice people.
This farewell ceremony is so fucked up.
Fortunately it was him. If it were a private, he would have urinated blood after being trained for a few hours.
The scenery at dusk is really beautiful. I’ll have to wait until I come back next time.
I guess it will be next year.
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