Chapter 92: Go report to the instructor, the scholar ran away!!
"It's pitch black outside, what's there to see?"
When Chen Mo was looking out the window, Liang Hongjie came over from the canteen kitchen with chopsticks in his hand and squeezed in front of the table of Class 8 to sit down.
For this lieutenant platoon leader.
The other students in Class 8 can't be as calm as the class vice-president.
The people who had just been wolfing down their food immediately straightened up, and even their movements when picking up food became more refined.
Without waiting for Chen Mo's response.
Lao Liang grabbed the steamed bun from the porcelain bowl on the table, took a big bite, and said vaguely: "I was not in the company this afternoon. The propaganda department at the brigade headquarters called."
"The instructor told me to sort out your performance in the recruit company and your performance in the competition, and send it to the brigade propaganda department tomorrow."
"I guess your personal deeds will be published in the newspaper."
Advertise in the newspaper again?
After Liang Hongjie finished speaking, Chen Mo and several people from Class 8 had different reactions.
Chen Mo was only stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and knew what was going on.
After all, what can the Propaganda Department do?
Their responsibility is to write excellent, beautiful and eye-catching travel reports.
You know, the leaders of the brigade headquarters will all be watching it.
Including battalions, companies, platoons and even many veterans from various units, in an era when the Internet was not popular, military newspapers were one of the few forms of entertainment in the troops.
But then again, although the armored brigade has a lot of people and a solid foundation, a unit has thousands of people in total.
However, the content of military newspapers is required to be positive, full of vitality, and have the correct orientation. Taking all these conditions into consideration, how can there be so much good content for them to write?
Therefore, the arrival of new recruits every year is a good entry point, providing new inspiration and new materials.
As a training model commended by the military region and also the first in the competition, Chen Mo was covered in the news.
The Propaganda Department just caught one person and started to take advantage of him.
This is also why Chen Mo was able to confront the patrols in front of the Military Affairs Department so confidently in the afternoon.
Because he guessed that the Propaganda Department would definitely come to his door again, so he was confident.
The other students in Class 8 were so jealous when they heard this that they reported it to the higher-ups.
Just hearing about this kind of thing makes my blood boil.
"Scholar, you don't have any reaction?"
Liang Hongjie looked at the other recruits, all of whom were twisting their waists and loosening their hips, as if they had corns on their buttocks, and could not even sit still.
I couldn't wait to ask about the details.
The scholar, on the other hand, was stunned for a few moments, and then continued to eat and drink without any reaction at all.
"Platoon leader, it's not that I didn't react." Chen Mo swallowed the remaining steamed bun in his hand and said, "The Propaganda Department asked us to organize the information. This is the job you are most familiar with."
"That's not the way to say it."
Liang Hongjie looked around and found that no one in the cafeteria was paying attention to this side. He leaned his head closer to Chen Mo and said in a sly voice: "You still don't understand. You are learning the clerical work now."
"Just prepare your own materials and brag about it however you want."
"What do you mean?"
This question was not asked by Chen Mo, but by Yang Dali. Zhu Gaituan and Feng Junling also stretched their necks and came over to eavesdrop.
"Go, go, don't interrupt."
Lao Liang waved his hand at them in annoyance and continued, "Generally speaking, when it comes to things like newspaper placement, the publicity department writes whatever information is available."
"If you ask me to do something, I'll definitely tell you how hard you work, how you get up early, how you're always the model student in the class and the company, and how you always get first place in everything."
"What's the point of reading this kind of standard information?"
Looking at Liang Hongjie who was trying his best to persuade him, Chen Mo roughly understood what he meant.
"Platoon Leader, are you asking me to sort out this information, organize the language, and write a beautiful article?"
“Oh, that’s right!!”
Liang Hongjie slapped Yang Dali on the thigh with a "pa" sound. The guy was so excited as if he was going to be in the military newspaper.
It was just a pity for Dali, he was grimacing in pain but didn't say a word.
"I'll teach you how to write an essay. For example, what ideals led you to the military, why you trained so hard, what your goal was, and why you were striving towards it."
"Come up with a vivid and graphic story. Use it as a story and present your personal impressions to the entire brigade through the military newspaper. The brigade commander, political commissar, and the heads of headquarters will all be able to see it."
"Only stories can truly resonate deeply with people. Maybe the brigade will even give you a commendation."
"Look." Liang Hongjie rested his arms on the table and counted on his fingers: "You have a military district commendation, a company commendation, and a third-class merit. If you can get another brigade commendation."
"Then your life is much more comfortable now, even more comfortable than mine, isn't that right?"
"After the New Year, there are quotas for introductions to the Party, or for promotions. Even if the company doesn't give it to you, the brigade above will ask."
"Besides, you are already a clerk, so your priority must be high."
Platoon Leader Liang is indeed a professional, and he is very good at improving his qualifications.
Implement his suggestions and follow the normal process.
There is indeed a high probability that you will receive a brigade commendation.
Chen Mo also understood these principles and naturally knew how to operate them.
But there are many advantages and disadvantages.
As the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous just as pigs are afraid of being fat. If he becomes famous, there will probably be many veterans from other units in the Seventh Brigade.
Everyone should think of him.
Looking at Chen Mo, he seemed to be moved.
Liang Hongjie lowered his voice again and said, "Don't worry, I've already told the instructor that you can come to the office with me tonight to work overtime."
"Remember, go after dinner."
After saying that, Lao Liang took a few buns from the porcelain bowl as a midnight snack, put his chopsticks on the dining table, and left in a hurry.
Before Liang Hongjie came, the dining atmosphere at the table was quite harmonious. After he left, everyone was holding their chopsticks and staring blankly.
"What are you all standing there for? Come eat."
Chen Mo enthusiastically invited several people, but everyone who was so excited just now suddenly became depressed.
Zhu Gaituan even put his half-eaten steamed bun on the table, rubbed his bitter face, and complained: "Deputy class leader, being in the same class with you is really discouraging."
"Yes, it has completely destroyed my motivation."
Yang Dali nodded in agreement: "Look, you've been in the military newspaper once, published a press release once, received two commendations, and made a meritorious service once, and now you're going to be in the military newspaper again. Compared to you, the rest of us are like we know nothing."
"Yeah." Feng Junling continued, "I still miss the time when we first entered the military camp."
"Everyone is the same, training together and getting punished together. I just don't know when it started, but the squad leader suddenly seems to be taken seriously."
"Now he's even getting along so well with the platoon leader, and we're still worried about the next company."
Their sense of disparity does not arise without reason.
The conversation just now had a huge impact on them.
Chen Mo was a little amused and helpless. These silly boys actually learned to be sentimental.
"Hurry up and eat! You guys are supposed to memorize the Little Red Book, right? If you can't keep up during the competition, that's because the training time is short. Just work harder for the new recruit assessment."
"As long as you work hard and get good grades, you can also join the company in the future."
"Yeah, that's what I thought."
Li Zhiang nodded naturally. A group of young men watched the deputy squad leader start to eat. Even the "little cannon" praised by the third squad leader picked up his chopsticks again.
The group quickly put aside the previous topic and gathered together to grab food.
The closer it gets to the New Year, the more tense the atmosphere in the army becomes.
During the war preparation period, armored vehicles passed by the gate of Taocun Military Camp from time to time, and the motor vehicle company and anti-aircraft artillery battalion next door also frequently moved.
Live-fire shooting training was conducted every day at an artillery range a few kilometers away. The entire recruit company was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
The next few days.
Chen Mo trained with the class during the day and wrote materials with Liang Hongjie at night. The two of them did not have a fixed office location. Sometimes they worked in Tao Village, and sometimes they went to the reconnaissance company base in Kuchi Village.
I'm really tired.
I stay up until three or four o'clock every day, but the instructor also knows the hard work of clerical work, even if two people work together.
Chen Mo was also allowed not to do morning exercises, as long as he followed the morning training.
One advantage of clerical work for Chen Mo is that he can call home anytime and anywhere.
On New Year’s Eve.
Liang Hongjie stole a few bottles of Big Green Stick from the warehouse. As Lao Liang said, intellectuals cannot be described as stealing, so he just stole them.
That night, the company instructor had to stand guard, so the two of them drank a few bottles of beer each in the reconnaissance company's office.
During this time, he called home to talk about what was happening in the army. Chen Mo also talked to his sister for a while, which made the little girl so happy that she held the microphone and called him brother.
She just realized that this thing called a landline phone actually spoke in the same voice as her brother.
It’s great to get a response and be able to chat with her.
This was Chen Mo's first New Year since his rebirth, and he spent it in the reconnaissance company's clerical office.
It was also Liang Hongjie's first New Year in the army after graduating from military school.
I drank too much beer.
Platoon Leader Liang said that the military academy and the army are really different. He has always been an outstanding student in school and has been praised many times by the counselors.
Before graduation, he said that he had fantasized about achieving great things in the army, becoming a good platoon leader, setting an example, and dedicating all the knowledge he learned in college to the army.
People in the 1990s had really pure thinking.
But he also said that after graduation he joined the army. Going from the academy to the army was like suddenly breaking into an unfamiliar environment from a completely familiar environment.
It was very difficult for him to adapt. It was not that the people here did not accept him, but that there was no chance for him to integrate.
This leap is like a mirror, reflecting one's own struggles and glory.
What Liang Hongjie said was quite touching, and Chen Mo didn't know how to respond, but he felt that Lao Liang should be able to make the change on his own, because this guy did every little thing very seriously.
In the future, if you can make it through, you may become a very capable and responsible leader.
But right now, he needs to use his simplicity to fight against the complex environment and integrate himself into it little by little.
Liang Hongjie's evaluation of himself is that of an idealist's self-hypnosis, but he gives Chen Mo a pretty high evaluation.
It is said that a scholar is a person who works hard every day without asking for rewards, and he is also a soldier who has honor engraved in his bones.
It's inevitable to drink a few more glasses when talking about personal matters.
But Lao Liang’s alcohol tolerance is really not that good.
After drinking four bottles of Green Stick, he felt dizzy, propped up his head with his hands, and his speech became confused.
Chen Mo was also helpless. How could he sneak into the reconnaissance company to drink beer and drink too much? Fortunately, it was Chinese New Year. Under normal circumstances, everyone in the company would have been dispatched and there would be no other emergencies.
"Platoon leader, let me help you to rest." Chen Mo stuffed the remaining three bottles of beer into his sleeves, ready to take them back to Tao Village for his comrades in Class 8 to try.
It’s the New Year after all, and it’s the first time that they can’t go home. Those guys will probably miss home especially much tonight.
Chen Mo knew where the cadre dormitory of the reconnaissance company was. He had been busy until midnight these past two days, and he would occasionally squeeze in to the dormitory and take a nap.
I helped Liang Hongjie back to the dormitory and watched him cover himself with the quilt, turn over and fall into a deep sleep.
Chen Mo raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. It was really not easy to help someone who was drunk and talkative.
In fact, it is normal for graduates from military academies to feel uncomfortable when they first arrive in the army.
Although military academies are for training officers, they are not grassroots organizations after all. The things they come into contact with are different, so it is normal to feel a sense of gap.
Just like what we learn in school, many of them are not useful in society.
There's not much difference between the two.
A person’s true growth is not about becoming someone, but about choosing his own battlefield firmly after recognizing the truth of life. That’s enough.
Chen Mo placed a cup of tea on Liang Hongjie's bedside table, then turned off the lights and walked out of the cadre dormitory.
Kuchi Village is not far from Tao Village, about six or seven kilometers. Liang Hongjie drove me there after he finished his work.
Today, I'm afraid there is no hope.
Chen Mo tightened his military uniform, pocketed three bottles of Big Green Stick, and left the reconnaissance company.
"Scholar?"
"Why did you run out alone? Where's Lao Liang?"
Standing guard at the entrance of the reconnaissance company was Wang Yingjie, the former deputy squad leader of the seventh squad.
In recent days, the training of the new recruits has been carried out in platoon units, led by two veterans, and the intensity is not very high.
The veterans in the reconnaissance company all knew that Chen Mo had been involved in clerical work in advance, so it was not surprising to meet him here.
"Hello, squad leader!"
Chen Mo stood at attention and saluted.
He turned his head and gestured towards the cadre dormitory, saying, "Platoon Leader Liang just had a few bottles of beer and is now asleep. I can go back to Tao Village by myself."
"That's all I can achieve." Wang Yingjie was speechless.
He picked up the gun in his hand, put it behind his back, walked up to Chen Mo and looked down at his watch: "No, it's too late for you to go back."
"Evening roll call will be at nine o'clock soon. It's okay if you're not there for roll call. The instructor knows you're here."
"But after nine o'clock, all the sentries will have additional passwords. If you can't get back to your place by then, you'll be in trouble."
"There are few people on duty here. Wait a minute, I'll make a call and ask the people in Tao Village to send a car to pick you up."
"Yes, squad leader."
Chen Mo looked around and said, "Captain, you make the call first. I'm heading towards Tao Village. It's the only road I can take every day, so I won't get lost."
"Go ahead."
Wang Yingjie didn't take it seriously. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "If you get lost, don't say you are from our reconnaissance company in the future. We can't afford to lose this person."
"Hey, how can that be possible?"
Chen Mo smiled, tightened his coat again, and walked towards the other side of Kuchi Village.
Maybe it’s because of the New Year.
Many families in the village were still awake. There were voices talking and the barking of local dogs. A cold wind blew, making Chen Mo, who had just finished drinking beer, feel even colder.
He shrank his arms again and quickened his pace towards the village.
Kuchi Village is very small. Apart from the houses on both sides of the main street, there are only a few farm houses scattered in the back row.
In just a few minutes, Chen Mo walked out of the village, and darkness quickly enveloped him.
Walking on the dirt road where one foot was deep and the other was shallow, it was so dark at night that he couldn't even see the road clearly. Just when he was beginning to regret why he didn't wait at the camp gate.
Walking doesn't save much time anyway.
Suddenly, a very faint light flashed on his left.
At first, Chen Mo noticed it.
After all, in such a dark night, a little light would be very conspicuous, but he didn't care much because this place was close to the military camp and the village.
Just keep moving forward.
But after walking about five or six meters, another flash of light appeared in the same place.
This time, Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat.
Although he didn't pay attention to the location where the light flashed just now, he would subconsciously pay attention to that place.
It's pitch black and cold, how can something shiny be there?
It definitely wasn't a match or a flashlight, because it wasn't that obvious.
Instead, it looks a bit like the reflection of tinfoil, and also a bit like lens glare. But in such a dark place, neither glare nor reflection should appear.
Out of a soldier's intuition.
Chen Mo stopped, squatted on the ground, and stared at that place.
About three or four seconds later, a bright light appeared again in the same place.
Chen Mo didn't hesitate. He took off his military coat, covered the two bottles of beer under the coat, took off his thick cotton shoes, and tried to reduce the weight on his body as much as possible.
He held a big green stick in his hand, put it in his arms, bent his waist, and began to approach the place where the light was coming from in an arc.
The visibility was poor at night, and it was impossible to estimate how far he was from the source of the light.
Anyway, I ran for hundreds of meters, but it was still pitch black and I couldn't see anything.
But Chen Mo's speed was getting slower and slower, because he couldn't see clearly and had to be more cautious.
Otherwise, if there is someone standing five meters in front of you, you probably won’t be able to see them clearly.
Boom boom boom!
Just when Chen Mo had been walking for who knows how long without any results, a military vehicle from Tao Village passed by on the dirt road behind him.
At this time, he was some distance away from the military vehicle and could not shout, let alone run over directly, because the bright light of the headlights would easily expose him.
Although Chen Mo couldn't tell what he had just seen, a faint light appeared in the same place three times in a row at regular intervals.
It's definitely not that I saw it wrong, and it's even less likely to be a natural phenomenon.
When the military vehicle passed by behind him, Chen Mo crawled on the ground, motionless.
He waited until the vehicle was far away before continuing forward.
And at this time.
Wang Jianyong, the team leader of Team 7 who was driving, was a little panicked.
After all, the deputy squad leader just called him and said that Xiucai had left the reconnaissance company early.
It’s almost time to get to the company’s department, where are the people?
Wang Jianyong's eyes were as big as cow eggs, and he didn't dare to blink. He drove all the way to the gate.
He got off the car and went straight to the gate.
"Where's the scholar? Where's the person?"
The sudden question left Wang Yingjie, who was on duty, confused.
"He just left. Didn't you see him on the road?"
"Bullshit, how can I not see such a big person walking by?"
Wang Jianyong was completely panicked. Not to mention that he was a scholar and a new recruit who had not yet been assigned to a company, even if he was officially assigned to a company, what if this guy got lost again?
I guess the reconnaissance company is no longer needed.
What kind of reconnaissance is this? You bring new recruits every time and lose them one after another?
"Hurry, go make a phone call and inform the instructor that the scholar has run away."
"I'll go back and look for it again."
"Scholar, you can't run away, damn it!!"
Wang Jianyong took off his hat, stuffed it into his pocket, and closed the car door with a clang.
I stepped on the accelerator and started the return journey.
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