Chapter 250: Sudden Change in Style, the Strongest Support
Inside the howitzer battalion.
Upon learning that the military district had called and asked Chen Ying to report to the military headquarters immediately, everyone who had been immersed in the slight improvement in propaganda suddenly panicked.
The crowd gathered in front of the administrative building, watching Wang Jianyong drive the car over.
His face was full of worry.
The demonstration camp was just beginning to get a bit lively. Chen Mo had been busy for a few days, half-cheating and half-selling his reputation, and had finally managed to get thirty or forty key members together.
When we first started shooting with DV, no one thought there was anything wrong with it. We had a lot of fun and worked very hard.
This novel way of propaganda can be said to have mobilized the enthusiasm of more than one hundred people in the entire camp.
But the aftereffects are also quite strong.
Since yesterday afternoon, many non-commissioned officers from the 7th Armored Brigade have come here specifically to inquire about the news.
Within one day, thousands of people from the three armies signed up.
Everyone realized belatedly that they had gotten into trouble.
Just as Chen Mo put on his military uniform that he had not washed during training, he deliberately made himself look dusty.
When he was about to get on the car, Cheng Dong quickly stepped forward and stopped him with a gloomy face.
"Xiucai, why don't I go? The military district won't let you off so easily this time. It just so happens that you've been out the last few days and didn't appear in the publicity. At most, you'll just get punished. It's no big deal for me."
Cheng Dong spoke very firmly.
He has no further development potential in the army, and receiving a punishment will not affect his future career. After all, Xiucai is a soldier under his command.
No matter what he is like in normal times, he is currently in a stage where he is being taken seriously, and Cheng Dong doesn't want this matter to ferment on Xiucai.
Chen Mo smiled and shrugged his shoulders, waving his hand at the others and said, "It's time to go home. It's okay. Go home."
Finished.
Chen Mo then looked at Cheng Dong: "Captain, the military district clearly asked me to go there. If I don't go now, won't it be even more troublesome?"
"I guess it's just a scolding, nothing serious."
"How about I go too, Captain? I'm the one who neglected this matter." Man Xuexue came over with the same troubled look on his face.
He really didn't realize the difference between the military network of a military region and the military network of a large military region.
Everyone has been busy recently, and even Chen Mo overlooked this detail.
Not to mention others.
"No one needs to go. I've seen people grabbing credit, but I've never seen people just picking up the blame. What good thing is there to grab?"
Chen Mo waved his hand again, not giving the crowd a chance to push and shove.
Just as he was about to get in the car, he turned around and saw the old man Wang Songhe walking slowly towards him from the direction of the administrative building.
In recent days, Chen Mo rarely stayed in the camp and rarely saw Lao Wang.
I've been to his place a few times since yesterday afternoon, but this old guy hasn't given me any advice.
He just crossed his legs and watched the fun.
But now, the situation was urgent, and Chen Mo didn't want to worry about so many etiquettes, so he grabbed the car door and tried to get in.
Wang Songhe raised his hand and shouted: "Wait!"
"Hello, Commander!"
Since everyone had spoken, Chen Mo had no choice but to stop and stand at attention.
"Are you planning to go to the military area just like that?" Wang Songhe glanced at the people around him and asked calmly.
"What are the Chief's instructions?!"
When Chen Mo heard Lao Wang ask this, he immediately guessed that this old man must have an idea.
After all, as a division commander, he is not comparable to these young people present in terms of qualifications or vision.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket and gave one to Lao Wang.
Wang Songhe reached out to take the cigarette, looked at the sly guy in front of him, and shook his head helplessly: "You guys are doing this kind of thing on the military network. It's okay, but it can only stay at the military region level."
"Even if you go to the military district, the most you'll get is a scolding, and let other units vent their anger. Will that solve the problem?"
Chen Mo sighed when he heard this.
What Lao Wang said was right. He also knew that the matter was not that serious. After all, it was a military district. Who among those who were capable of doing their job had not gotten into trouble?
This is just like how adults evaluate children when they were young: the more noisy they are, the more successful they will be when they grow up.
Because people who do nothing will never get into trouble.
This is the same reason why the army prefers troublemakers.
"Commander, I also know that I would be scolded or even beaten in the past."
"But the problem is, I can't find a leader who can truly resolve this situation. But propaganda doesn't work that way. This camp has no backbone, and each unit is hiding its own affairs, so it's hard to make any progress in building the camp."
"We all want a number, but we need to achieve results to be recognized."
Listening to Chen Mo's complaints, Wang Songhe waved his hands impatiently: "Alright, alright, don't you always seem to have a good mindset?"
"How can you be so confused when it comes to important matters?"
"If you want to solve the problem, then push it up the ladder. You may not have the channels, but there are people who can."
After Wang Songhe finished speaking, he raised his hand, patted Man Xuexi's shoulder, and turned to leave.
His words were unclear. After all, he was the leader, and some things could not be made too clear.
No one around understood what it meant, but Chen Mo's eyes lit up when he heard it.
yes! !
This propaganda involves three military regions, but it is only at the military region level. Even if his military headquarters was severely criticized, the most he could do was to find a way to cancel the propaganda.
The real problems will not be effectively solved.
If you want to solve it, there is only one way, which is to continue to push this trouble upwards.
Let someone taller do the lifting.
"Lao Man."
"Hey, Battalion Commander." Man Xuexue responded quickly.
"Well, call your advisor and tell him about your troubles. Tell him that the publicity was quite successful, but he's just running into difficulties right now."
"Many units in the military region are unwilling to accept this and want to come and demand justice."
Man Xuexi's mind worked very quickly. He didn't understand what Wang Songhe meant just now, but after Chen Mo said that, he immediately understood.
The people above are all smart people. As a student who just graduated from the Military Academy and was transferred to the army, how could the instructors not know what was going on when he suddenly called the Academy?
People who do research are more united, especially towards their students, they are very protective of them.
Since the matter has been stuck at the military region level, the demonstration camp cannot contact the military region, but given the status of the Academy of Sciences, wouldn't it be easy to contact them if they wanted to?
As long as a higher-level leader intervenes in this matter, it will not just be a matter of getting scolded.
At least it can effectively solve many difficulties.
After all, it has to be worth the trouble, right?
Figure this out.
Lao Man nodded excitedly, raised his hand and patted his chest loudly, saying, "Captain, I understand. Leave it to me."
When Chen Mo learned that the problem could be resolved, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to get in the car.
As long as the problem can be solved and someone is truly responsible for the current difficulties, what's wrong with getting scolded?
It's worth getting beaten up!
Wang Jianyong saw that Xiucai was obviously in a good mood. He scratched his head and said while driving, "Battalion Commander, I can see it."
"That Commander Wang isn't just here to eat and drink for free. He's in the same group with us."
"I don't know if they are a group or not, but as the old saying goes, 'An old man in the family is like a treasure,' that's certainly true."
Chen Mo smiled, leaned back on the back seat somewhat tiredly, and closed his eyes to rest.
He has been really exhausted recently because of the camp construction.
In fact, Chen Mo knew that his methods of going to the Second Battalion, Xiaocheng, and the 188th Division to extort money were too shameless.
But what if it’s not shameless?
Even if we wait for the military district to provide support, this informationized camp cannot be built in ten years.
The army relies on robbing and seizing, and it depends on who is more brutal and has a tougher hand.
Some units are more powerful and take all the good things for themselves. Those who can make achievements can get privileges, and all the good equipment and benefits are concentrated in one place.
The strong will only get stronger.
Ordinary units can only get worse and worse, and the gap will gradually widen.
The information-based demonstration camp is said to be the focus, but it is useless to just say it. It requires real support in the form of real money and real resources.
Chen Mo was rushing to the military headquarters.
At this time, the atmosphere in the reception room of the 63rd Army Headquarters was tense and extremely serious.
There were several smoking cups of water on the coffee table, filled with tea with a rich aroma, but none of the old men in the room even glanced at the cups.
Commander-in-chief Zhang Canshan crossed his legs and sat on the separate sofa, holding a cup of water in his hand and drinking slowly.
Political Commissar Liao Hongjun was holding a newspaper, watching as if no one was around. Only Qin Quanan was smiling at a few people.
Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to him.
Yan Zhongyi, commander-in-chief of the 27th Army, was a man in his fifties with a hot temper. He hurried over from Shicheng just to get an explanation.
And extort some money from them at the same time.
But after arriving, they found that the 63rd Army had no attitude at all to solve the problem, and no one said a word.
Old Yan angrily slapped the coffee table and glared at Zhang Canshan with his big eyes: "Mr. Zhang, you old bastard, you must give an explanation for the propaganda today."
"How can you guys do things like that? Damn it, if this lawsuit gets taken to JW, I'll have something to say."
"Tell me, how do we solve this problem?"
"What are you going to solve?" Zhang Canshan put down his water cup and said nonchalantly, "The person you want will be here soon. Whether to kill him, chop him up, or shoot him, you guys can discuss it."
"No matter how many questions you ask, my answer will be the same: I don't know anything about publicity, let alone anything about it."
"Hey, look at you, and that old bastard still refuses to admit it." Yan Zhongyi was so angry that he blew his beard and pointed at Zhang Canshan, but he had no way to deal with him.
They are clearly cheating, what can you do?
"Mr. Zhang, don't think you can deny this. I think you were the one who instigated this. If we don't explain it today, we'll be in trouble."
"That's what I think, Chief." Dong Zhennan, the commander of the 1st Garrison Division, sat there rubbing his hands awkwardly.
Originally, he wanted to say that the most important thing right now was to remove the propaganda images, so that the internal rumors would be self-defeating. If they kept hanging around, it would not be a good thing for the morale of the grassroots troops.
But he had only said half of his words.
Zhang Canshan looked up at him, his eyes glaring at him, and the strong deterrent force made Commander Dong shudder all over.
The rest of the words were swallowed hard.
There's nothing he can do. Working in a small unit is tough. He was clearly being cheated, but in this kind of situation he didn't even have the chance to complain.
If the garrison division was not too important and military morale was not a major issue that could not be delayed, he would not have gotten involved in such muddy water.
Seeing that the negotiation reached a deadlock,
Jiang Zhenjun, commander-in-chief of the 38th Army, waved his hand and said, "Alright, I understand the situation today."
"It's understandable that a demonstration camp needs to be built and some small actions are taken, but this incident has gone too far. Many units are almost demoralized. How can we lead this army?"
"Lao Zhang, don't be so reserved. Show some attitude."
Since the commander-in-chief of the Wansui Army had spoken, Zhang Canshan had to give him face, and he finally put down the water cup in his hand.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to express his opinion, but the incident happened suddenly and even he only found out about it today.
Many of the complaints from lower-level units were not filed with the military headquarters, but with the General Staff and Political Department.
By the time he realized the situation had worsened, these old men had already come to kill him.
"Everyone, no matter what you say, I still say the same thing."
"I don't know what the propaganda is all about. I don't even understand how this thing got onto the military network. Forget me, who among you has the ability to pull any strings there?"
"If you want to explain, fine. I can announce this right now. Comrade Chen Mo will be here soon. You can deal with him however you want. Whether this kid lives or dies from now on has nothing to do with me."
"Oh! You've gotten away with it." Yan Zhongyi, the commander-in-chief of the 27th Army, snorted coldly, "If you say that, I'll beat that brat to death the next time I see him!"
"You can tie him to a tree and even explode him with artillery." Logistics Minister Sun Zhensheng curled his lips and muttered in dissatisfaction.
This kind of talk is just like the soldiers swearing to drink diesel and eat tanks raw. It's just to satisfy your mouth.
They are a bunch of old men, what can they do to a young man?
To put it bluntly, it would be a bit embarrassing to curse at them. The main purpose is to make the 63rd Army bleed a little. They are all here to extort money.
Of course, the matter must be resolved thoroughly.
As luck would have it, just when the atmosphere in the reception room reached a deadlock again.
At the door, Chen Mo and Wang Jianyong arrived.
Because a group of heavy smokers gathered there, the door of the conference room was not closed at all for the sake of ventilation. Chen Mo heard from the guard that the leaders were waiting for him here.
With the idea of exploring the situation first.
He stretched his head and took a look into the room. It seemed that the group of old men in the room had not reached an agreement and no one wanted to look at each other.
When Chen Mo stretched his head, more than a dozen eyes looked at him.
Just a moment.
Chen Mo felt that the hairs on his forehead were almost standing up.
Damn, this is a room full of leaders with stars on their shoulders.
Even though he had seen a lot of things, he had never gotten into such a big disaster.
But what made Chen Mo stunned was not only this reason, but also the fact that his old leader was here.
Zhang Canshan.
But compared to the impression he had for a long time, he looked less vicissitudes of life and more sharp.
This was an old leader in 1999. At that time, the collision between informatization and mechanization had not yet occurred.
The government began to vigorously promote informatization in 2002, which was also the time when major colleges and military regions organized war debates most frequently.
In Chen Mo's previous life, he was noticed by his old leader at a debate competition.
He always knew that the 63rd Army's designation was being disbanded. This was an inevitable trend that could not be stopped by human power.
But a person who does not agree with informatization will have his unit number revoked and be forced to retire sadly at the critical moment of promoting informatization (in this era, you can retire if you wear a star on your shoulder, but don’t compare this with reality).
And I am one of the accomplices.
Old leader.
In an instant, Chen Mo's eyes were covered with mist.
No matter how difficult it was to build the camp, he never complained. Even when he was in the reconnaissance company, life was tough and many new recruits couldn't help crying in their beds at night, but Chen Mo didn't take it seriously.
He can overcome all difficulties.
Only at this moment, tears filled his eyes. That was the leader who trusted him the most in his previous life and promoted him.
I have remembered it for half my life and felt guilty about it for half my life, how can I forget it?
"battalion commander?"
Wang Jianyong, who was standing behind him, noticed that something was wrong with Xiucai. He was peeping in the military reception room, so he should also behave like a peeker, right?
How can I keep watching?
He called out in a low voice, but received no response.
But Chen Mo's lack of response doesn't mean that the people in the house didn't make any noise. So many people saw him sticking his head into the house, and that group of old men were all very angry.
"You bastard, damn it, come in!!"
Chief of Staff Qin Quanan had a ferocious look on his face. It would have been fine if he hadn't seen Chen Mo, but as soon as he saw him, Qin Quanan couldn't suppress his hot temper.
He strode to the door, grabbed Chen Mo's ear, and dragged him inside.
After walking a few steps.
Old man Qin stretched out his foot and kicked Chen Mo's butt twice. To be honest, it didn't even shake off the dust on his clothes.
But he kicked and gave it his all.
The others didn't say anything more. After all, they were a group of people in their forties. How could they embarrass a junior?
Isn't it embarrassing?
"Come on, what's going on with the publicity? Do you know how much trouble you've caused?"
Qin Quanan asked harshly, his eyes spitting fire, as if he wanted to eat someone.
Although Chen Mo was extremely shocked, he knew the situation and knew that this was not the time for him to be sad.
He stood at attention, turned slightly, and gave everyone a standard military salute.
Finally, face Zhang Canshan.
The voice was loud but a little low: "Report to the leader, I was wrong!"
When Chen Mo said it was wrong, he was not admitting the matter of promoting the demonstration camp, but the report he wrote in his previous life.
The cancellation of the number is an irreversible trend.
However, when the competition between the two systems is at its most intense, if you stand on the wrong side, the consequences will still be serious.
It doesn't matter that he admitted his mistake.
Qin Quanan, who was originally full of anger, was stunned for a moment. No, when did this bastard become so cowardly?
He remembered that this little guy was young, but he was very bad, and he was very brave from the neck down.
Will this guy admit his mistake?
You have to make some excuses, right?
Although Commander-in-Chief Zhang Canshan did not know Chen Mo, Political Commissar Liao Hongjun did not know him either.
But after all, he is a prominent figure among the younger generation in the military region, and they both know Chen Mo quite well.
This kid is not in good condition.
This was the first conclusion the two came to after looking at each other.
Zhang Canshan didn't say anything, but Liao Hongjun sat up straight and waved to a group of old comrades, signaling everyone present to stay calm.
The problem needs to be solved, but first we need to pay attention to the young people in front of us and see if there is something wrong.
No one sitting here is a fool, and everyone can see that this young man who has been very popular recently is in a bad mood.
This thing can't be faked.
In terms of equipment, they are all a group of professional veterans. Many habits of the army, such as the old routine of crying poor and asking for things, are passed down from them through words and deeds.
"Chen Mo."
"arrive!"
"You said you were wrong. Tell me more about it." Liao Hongjun said with a smile. The kindness required of a political cadre was clearly reflected in his expression at this moment.
"You didn't ask for permission in advance regarding the publicity. That was definitely a mistake."
"Your approach is too radical and has caused unrest in the army, but I want to hear your own opinion."
Listen to the political commissar's questions.
Chen Mo finally came to his senses. He let out a long breath, straightened his chest and saluted again, his eyes shining.
"Commander, I don't think I did anything wrong regarding the publicity."
Um? ! ! !
I heard Chen Mo change his tone.
The group of old men, who had been forced to suppress their anger, suddenly became angry again.
What the hell, you've been playing tricks on us all this time?
Was that look of remorse just now also fake?
"What are you talking about? Are you being silly?" Qin Quanan kicked him twice more, a little harder this time, and some of the dust on his pants was kicked off.
"He didn't do anything wrong. I think you guys did."
Suddenly, a majestic voice came from outside the reception room door.
Creak—the door was pushed open.
Fu Hongyi, commander-in-chief of the Kyoto Military Region, stood outside the door with a calm expression.
See who's coming.
Everyone in the room stood up collectively, looking at each other, feeling a little awkward.
No one expected that such a thing would alarm the commander-in-chief.
The problem is, no one complained.
Ignoring the people standing in the room, Fu Hongyi strode into the hall and glanced around with a cold gaze.
In an instant, everyone shut their mouths, remained silent and motionless.
"The Chief of General Staff and I have both watched the promotional video. It's well-made and very innovative."
In one sentence, the tone was set.
It also shows the attitude from above.
"I think those on the military website can be used as recruitment advertisements."
Fu Hongyi said another sentence, then strode to the wooden table at the innermost side.
With a "bang", the tabletop was slapped with a loud noise.
The commander-in-chief had a gloomy aura.
He turned around and looked at the people still standing in the room, and scolded them harshly: "How dare you come here and make trouble? Do you want an explanation?"
"What explanation do you want?!"
"A grassroots officer's ideology has wavered because of a propaganda video. Instead of looking for the cause within your own ranks, you're blaming the person who filmed the video?"
"Are you trying to tell me that it's because the promotional video is too passionate? Or is it because the benefits and treatment are too good?"
"Is there a sentence in the propaganda that goes beyond the scope?"
"You haven't done enough ideological education among yourselves, you don't recognize your own problems, and yet you still have the nerve to come and cause trouble for others. Do you still have any shame?"
"The propaganda work of the three armies is as bad as shit, not even as good as that of a battalion!!"
"Have you been given the policy? Have you been allocated the funds? It's shocking. If it weren't for this propaganda film, if it weren't for the unstable morale of the grassroots troops, I wouldn't even know that there are so many comrades at the grassroots level who can't have their families accompany the troops."
"That's over 40%, nearly half. It's truly shocking. How could our Kyoto Military District be so devastated? This isn't a border defense force, a deserted place."
"I'm not asking you, the Seven Military Regions, to set an example, but at least don't embarrass yourself to this extent."
"Come on, 27th Army, don't ask for an explanation yet. Give me one first."
Listen to the points yourself.
Yan Zhongyi, commander-in-chief of the 27th Army, was startled when he saw his leader's angry eyes, as if he wanted to kill him.
He sighed inwardly, this style of painting is not right.
He really didn't check the almanac before going out today. If he had known that the higher-ups would intervene, he would never have gotten involved.
In fact, who among those present didn’t know what the reason was?
But it was no use knowing the truth, he didn't dare to quibble.
Fu Hongyi on the opposite side was as emotional as a volcano erupting, and Lao Yan's desire to survive was so strong that he swallowed his saliva "gurgle gurgle".
He immediately expressed his sincere attitude: "Report to the commander, our military work has not been done well, and our ideological understanding is insufficient."
"In the past few years, due to the transformation and layoffs, we have not balanced the treatment of cadres in the face of the officer diversion, and ignored the needs of comrades."
When Yan Zhongyi talked about these issues, his words were sincere but also full of bitterness.
This is an objective reason that exists in reality, and it is the same in every military region from north to south.
It's not that he doesn't want to do it well, but there are rigid reasons that don't allow him to do it well.
But this answer was obviously not what Fu Hongyi wanted to hear, and he became even angrier.
"Stop talking about these irrelevant things. Can you get to the point? Can you recognize your mistakes?"
"able!"
"Then tell me!"
"yes!"
Yan Zhongyi's scalp tingled and he felt extremely nervous. His strong desire to survive broadened his horizons.
"Next, the military region will conduct a deep introspection and review, actively carry out relevant work, set up a special rectification task force led by the group army, and establish a dedicated channel to listen to the opinions and feedback of grassroots officers."
"These problems are all due to the paralysis of the minds of senior officers. This irresponsible mentality is very serious. Education is not in place, and there is no enthusiasm or initiative. This has led to a low sense of honor among officers and soldiers, and the efficiency of barracks and administrative departments is slow, resulting in a series of chronic problems that cannot be dealt with in the first place."
It can be said that Yan Zhongyi's self-criticism and rectification plan were very heartfelt.
He had already seen that the people above were determined to build this information camp, and their ideological stance was quite obvious.
In this case.
Anyone who dares to say "no" will be carried out of the living room.
Today is destined to fail, so it is better to speak in a nice way.
Wait until Yan Zhongyi finishes speaking.
Fu Hongyi's complexion barely recovered a bit, and he said expressionlessly: "Military morale, what a heavy topic."
"This is the key to everything. We leaders have no worries, but what about the grassroots? Have you ever thought that we don't think enough about them?"
"Should we let our comrades go to the battlefield while they are hungry? Is this what we should do?"
"Reflect on yourselves, everyone. You really should think about the follow-up work."
"An insignificant promotional video actually unravelled such a bloody scar."
"That's all, and you still have the nerve to come here and accuse me? Have you been living comfortably for too long?"
"63rd Army."
I heard the leader call my name and asked me to do a self-criticism.
Chen Mo stood in the crowd and breathed a sigh of relief. He had passed this level.
As long as we bring the people above us over, will subsequent equipment and talents be a problem?
I have to say that Wang Songhe’s reminder was really timely, and he invited such a strong foreign aid.
Otherwise.
Today won't end so easily.
ps: I’m sorry for not updating yesterday. It’s also my fault. I went out for a bike ride for more than an hour in the hot weather of 30 or 40 degrees Celsius.
I don’t know if it was heatstroke or hypoglycemia, but I fainted before I could rest when I got home and was taken to the hospital.
I'm really sorry that I didn't have time to ask for leave.
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