Chapter 183: Damn it, you call this easy?
The situation on the training ground was a bit strange. Chen Mo, who had reached the finish line, was still walking slowly and moving slowly forward.
But those who didn't reach the finish line were squatting on the side of the road, vomiting and sweating profusely. It seemed like they had reached their limit and looked extremely uncomfortable.
Running ten kilometers unarmed shouldn't be too difficult for the old sergeant. He can always persevere if he grits his teeth.
Even if we reach the end, it will be much better than giving up now.
But persistence is not easy for everyone.
What should be said has been said, and the opportunity that should be given has been given. If he really can't seize it, Chen Mo can't do anything about it.
We can't keep a bunch of lazy people here taking up spots for no reason, right?
To borrow the words of the veteran just now, wouldn't it be unfair to the people in the reconnaissance company who worked so hard to keep them?
Opportunities are important to everyone. I don’t know why these people don’t cherish them.
Chen Mo walked slowly around the training ground, with Liang Hongjie following him.
I saw some veterans sitting on the ground gasping for breath after vomiting and not getting up again.
Chen Mo, who had regained some strength, turned to Liang Hongjie and said, "Platoon leader, write down the names of the last three people who didn't make it to the finish line and the last three people who made it to the finish line."
"If you're from the academy, just go find Director Luo or Assistant Pei."
"For those in the army, call the training department and have them come pick us up. Clear out the troops before noon."
"Isn't this too cruel?" Liang Hongjie hesitated.
Because many of the veterans at the scene were not really lazy. They were vomiting all the way and their faces turned pale, which didn't look fake.
After all, not all troops are like the reconnaissance company, where they can easily run ten kilometers unarmed, and it is common for them to run dozens of kilometers armed.
Many ordinary companies simply cannot endure the drills and long-distance physical training.
“Not cruel.”
Chen Mo shook his head slightly: "Platoon Leader, have you forgotten how Squad Leader Liu performed when we went to the competition?"
When this was mentioned, Liang Hongjie's tone paused, he pursed his lips and said no more.
He knew that Chen Mo was talking about the time when they went to Xiaocheng and competed with two reconnaissance companies of the Anti-aircraft Artillery Brigade. The first round was a five-kilometer load-bearing race.
The performance of the company's quartermaster Liu Rengao in the competition field was also due to the lack of exercise due to work reasons. Squad Leader Liu vomited as soon as he went on the field.
But he ran and vomited all the way, and finally managed to get into the top few.
"Actually, they know very well." Chen Mo raised his hand and pointed at the group of veterans squatting on the ground, saying, "Why did I come here?"
"He's a scumbag abandoned by the company. He usually has some connections in the company. He didn't want to embarrass himself too much, so he took advantage of the college's recruitment and pushed him here."
"But things are fast here. We'll have to enter the first stage of study, choose our majors soon, and enter a fast-paced life. If they stay here, they will only be held back."
"I only have three months. Okay, by then, I'll be promoted to captain at the very least, right? Our entire reconnaissance company, including you and me, will have a bright future."
"If it doesn't work, then it's not clear. It's very likely that everyone will go their separate ways, because the information technology experiment has failed more than once."
"Platoon leader, do you understand?"
Chen Mo's tone of voice was somewhat low.
Because deep down, he didn't want these veterans to be laid off, he just wanted to send them back to their original units.
But this is almost impossible.
The training department is not stupid. They know the personalities of these veterans very well. As long as the base returns them, I am afraid that these people will be added to the layoff list the next day.
This is inevitable.
Liang Hongjie's expression changed several times when he heard this, mainly because Chen Mo's words were too straightforward.
He also came with this group of veterans. Could he also be a scum abandoned by the unit?
But after thinking about it carefully, Lao Liang felt relieved because he thought the scholar would not scold him.
"I understand. I'll write them all down later."
Liang Hongjie expressed his opinion.
"Well, then, Platoon Leader, I'm going back to rest first."
Chen Mo waved his hand and he didn't have time to eat breakfast.
I just finished strenuous exercise, and it’s good enough that I can hold back from vomiting. How can I have any appetite?
At this time, the members of the reconnaissance company, after dinner, began to clear the weeds around the base buildings with shovels and hoes.
Before entering the building, Chen Mo looked up at the motto of Lu University on the roof: "Unity, Progress, Realism and Innovation".
He looked at the slogans on the wall, "Train your soldiers for a thousand days, use them for a thousand days" and "The most comfortable days are always yesterday", and then strode into the dormitory building.
He is not hard-hearted. Looking at the school motto and slogans, it is nothing more than strengthening one's own behavior.
At least, the staff work this time was done well.
After Chen Mo returned to the dormitory, he ran to the bathroom to take a shower. Anyway, the base was built according to the requirements of the Army Academy, and the facilities were much better than those of the grassroots troops, so it would be a waste not to use them.
After taking a cold shower to make himself more refreshed, Chen Mo opened and sorted out the documents that Pei Shuajun and he had brought back from Director Luo's office that morning.
These are the topics that were worked on by former students of the Army Academy. Some were in armored communications, some were in strategic campaigns, and many of the topics had original starting points.
But the advantage was that everyone expressed their own opinions and expressed different views on the history of modern wars, which benefited Chen Mo a lot.
Looking at this thing more often is much better than sitting in the classroom and listening to the teacher's lecture.
After all, the research topics and graduation theses are the masterpieces written by the students who have attended the lectures and racked their brains.
Chen Mo's side is quiet now.
But there is never a moment of peace in the base downstairs.
The military region's training headquarters is located in Jinyang, and Jinyang is less than 50 kilometers away from the base, and less than 20 kilometers in a straight line.
Luo Yaowu arranged for Pei Shuajun to call the training department in advance and say that he wanted to send a few people back.
This request was exactly what Chen Mo had guessed.
After receiving the report, Li Guanduo, the director of the training department, was so angry that he couldn't sit still. He immediately arranged for several staff officers to drive to the base in a hurry to pick up the people.
Afraid of being late, Dean Lu made another excuse.
There were nine people on the list compiled by Liang Hongjie. Before he could hand it over to Pei Shuajun, it was taken away by the staff of the training department. Even the bedding of these nine veterans was packed by the staff.
Come in a hurry and leave in a hurry.
That guy is incredibly efficient.
Cheng Dong stood at the gate of the base and witnessed the whole process of taking people away. Even he was a little dazed.
After a long while, he turned his head to look at Huo Linshan, who had also come over to watch the fun, and said, "Old Huo, when you saw this boy Xiucai this time, did you feel anything different?"
"What's the difference? He carries a heavy responsibility and is full of energy." Instructor Huo shook his head: "Don't talk about him. If you were to be a battalion commander now."
"I think you, Old Cheng, would dare to bring people to renovate the entire place, right? You'd even want to hang up the sign for the reconnaissance camp."
"Don't be so nervous."
Huo Linshan raised his hand and patted Cheng Dong's shoulder, smiling: "Do you feel that the soldiers you lead are suddenly stronger than you, and that the platoon leader you have led for a year has not grown as fast as the one Xiucai led for a day. Do you feel unbalanced?"
"Bah, what's unbalanced about me?"
Cheng Dong curled his lips, pulled the brim of his hat to the back of his head, picked up the hoe and continued to lead people to weed.
He is not unbalanced.
It was after noticing the active cooperation of the training department that I vaguely felt that the reconnaissance company was transferred to the base for training this time, as if there was something more important involved.
At least more important than he thought.
Captain Cheng didn't understand what informatization was, nor did he know how to learn it specifically.
Cheng Dong, who has always been very sensible in doing things, suddenly felt unsure and a little panicked, which was normal.
The scum was cleared out.
Cheng Dong led the reconnaissance company to clear weeds, clean the floors, and take over the armory duty.
Liang Hongjie originally led 47 people, but now there are only 38 left. He divided the people into three squads according to the organization of the 12-person infantry squad of the reconnaissance company, and finalized the personnel of the three squads in the form of 12+13+13.
The list was handed to Pei Shuajun for registration.
The gate post and patrol post were also taken over by them, so there was no need for the armed police in the base to temporarily take over the posts.
The growth of cadres is reflected in these small details.
Liang Hongjie still doesn't understand how he suddenly got the position of captain and is in charge of so many veterans and students from the Army Academy.
All he knew was that Chen Mo told him to gather the crowd, and he did so.
Many times, opportunities are something you have to fight for yourself.
Someone next to me reminded me that it was definitely different.
If Liang Hongjie hadn't been caught this time and hadn't gathered the team before the various rules in the base were formulated, it would have been difficult for him to take advantage of this experiment to soar to the sky.
Time passes quietly.
Compared to the chaos of yesterday, by noon today, the base had obviously changed a lot.
The overgrown weeds have been almost cleared.
Even the training ground runway was flattened inch by inch by the scouts using shovels.
The national flag and military flag fluttered in the wind, and the base was thriving.
The information transferred from Shimen Luyuan has finally arrived.
A total of sixteen troop transport trucks swayed to the gate of the base.
Pei Shuajun, who received the news in advance, was waiting at the door early.
"Come on, come on, drive the car to the east building."
Pei Shuajun loudly directed the convoy while leading the way forward.
Cheng Dong is a kind-hearted person.
He had been busy all morning without much rest. He just lit a cigarette and sat in the shade of a tree to cool off. When he looked up, he saw rows of trucks queuing up to come in.
He was stunned at first: "Wow, what kind of stuff are they transporting? How can there be so much?"
Cheng Dong stood up, strolled to the front of the convoy, and stretched his head to look into the car.
There were soldiers with guns on their backs pressing down on the rear of the carriage.
But you can still see large cardboard boxes placed in the carriage, with brown paper bags stuffed bulging with stuff. It is obvious that they are various documents, which were transported here by truck.
“Wow!!”
Cheng Dong stood with his hands on his hips, a cigarette in his mouth, his brows almost wrinkled into the shape of the Chinese character "川".
"A school is a school. Even transporting books requires a truck."
After Cheng Dong took a clear look at what was inside, he shook his head and was about to leave when Pei Shuajun in the distance directed the convoy to a parking spot.
He trotted over and said, "Captain Cheng, could you please arrange for some comrades to help unload the materials?"
"Why not?"
Upon hearing this, the kind-hearted old company commander immediately looked up and shouted towards the dormitory building: "Hey, come out and help move the books."
The words fell.
A group of veterans rushed out of the dormitory building. The scouts who had been training in the company all day suddenly came here to pull weeds, pat the ground, and now they had to move books.
For them, there is no challenge at all, it's just like a vacation.
That guy is so enthusiastic.
As soon as the truck stopped, a group of people climbed onto the truck like monkeys. More than a dozen trucks seemed like a lot, but for the scouts of Xiaobaishi, each person could only handle one truck.
Under Pei Shuajun's guidance, all the materials were placed in the large classroom on the first floor of the teaching building.
The scouts just focused on their work and didn't care what they were carrying. Not to mention some information, even if they were asked to carry a truck, that would be no problem.
Liang Hongjie was also helping in the crowd. After lifting it a few times, he realized something was wrong.
Because when Chen Mo suggested that the Army Academy collect the military region's armored unit exercise archives, it caused quite a stir in the military region.
It is no exaggeration to say that the entire army was in an uproar.
Three years of exercises, confrontations, equipment, infantry, and artillery joint training and archiving, the total amount is astronomical.
Because the armored position Chen Mo mentioned was not only equipped with the 6th Division and the 7th Brigade, but also included anti-aircraft artillery and howitzer units.
Not to mention travel.
For an armored regiment alone, a main company must ensure at least two rounds of joint training with all other companies every month.
This is still an ordinary main force company.
If you are a heroic company, you should conduct at least four rounds of joint tank training every month.
After three years, the paper files of one regiment alone could fill up two warehouses. Initially, the Army Academy issued the order through the Kyoto Military Region.
It is required to be submitted within half a month.
Because of this incident, all the units almost scolded Xiucai to death.
Fortunately, the knowledge that this matter was proposed by Chen Mo was not widespread, and only the 7th Brigade knew that he was under investigation.
I also know that the original source of this suggestion was Chen Mo.
During that period, the staff and military commander of the 7th Armored Brigade worked overtime every day like crazy to organize information, and Liang Hongjie was also transferred to the main battalion to help.
Working day and night.
Therefore, Liang Pai was quite familiar with some of the information because he was the one who compiled it.
Thinking of the half month when he was treated like a donkey, Liang Hongjie couldn't help but twitch his lips.
He picked up a few of the file bags, walked over to Pei Shuaijun, and asked curiously, "Captain Pei, aren't these the archives for the 7th Armored Brigade's exercise?"
“I remember I was the one who sorted these out.”
"Yes, that's right." Pei Shuaijun nodded and pointed to the cardboard boxes piled in the classroom. "They're all in here. There are items from the regiments of the 6th Armored Division of the 38th Army, as well as from the battalions of your 7th Armored Brigade."
"Don't you know?"
"It was Chen Mo who suggested that those who come here to study should first read these materials and write their experiences before choosing a major."
"These are only a portion of what the academy has filtered out, and only one-tenth of the total, but it should be enough for you to see."
"What the hell?!!"
Cheng Dong was originally standing far away, thinking that he had nothing to do with it.
As a result, half of the large classroom covering an area of 200 to 300 square meters was occupied by materials.
Now suddenly tell him that these materials are what they need to read before assigning them to majors?
I remember seeing the scholar in the morning. That bastard was acting sneaky and said that studying in the afternoon would be particularly easy.
Damn, this is what you call easy?
Cheng Dong's eyes twitched. He now had only one thought, which was to take off his shoes and slap the scholar with his hands.
Damn it, this is such a rip-off, it’s even got me into trouble.
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