Chapter 137 This is what is called one thing conquers another
There is no need to think about the reason for the reckoning. The brigade commanders or political commissars of the two units would not call to notify privately about these things.
But there is no guarantee that other people in the headquarters would do so. It is very likely that they would report the matter to Brigade Wei at that time.
After all, the impact is indeed a bit worse.
Chen Mo is a private and will not be affected for the time being, but Cheng Dong is in trouble.
He went up and spread some smoke, and kept shouting "Brigade Commander" and "Good Political Commissar" for a long time, but neither of the two men reached out to take it.
Obviously, this matter is not so easy to cover up.
This made Old Cheng quite embarrassed. He took a few steps back at a loss and signaled with his eyes to let Chen Mo go up.
Damn, I'm being used as a shield.
Chen Mo secretly complained in his heart, but at this time he had to be loyal. After all, he and the company commander were in the same group.
Chen Mo reached out and tugged at the corner of his clothes, stepped forward, stood at attention and saluted, and said loudly: "Hello, Brigade Commander, Hello, Political Commissar!!"
The private's emotions still need to be taken care of.
After hearing Chen Mo speak, Wei Jinan looked up and glanced at him. After nodding slightly, he said "hmm" and said nothing else.
Political Commissar He Guofeng leaned on the sofa, looking at the fair-skinned scholar, and then at Cheng Dong, who was standing beside him with a dusty and weathered look.
After a long while, he finally said, "I heard that the scholar performed well this time?"
"Haha, that must be good. Let me tell you, the political commissar, he..."
When Cheng Dong heard the political commissar speak, he breathed a sigh of relief. He walked forward and was about to praise him highly and change the subject, but when he looked up, he saw He Guofeng's calm eyes staring at him.
He was startled and scratched his nose awkwardly, not daring to continue.
Captain Cheng, who is usually arrogant, is more obedient than the new recruits in the company when he arrives at the brigade headquarters.
Chen Mo was truly eye-opening.
"Captain Cheng, you've worked really hard. Should I congratulate you on getting another good grade this time?"
"No, no need. It's as it should be. It's all as it should be."
Cheng Dong hung his head, looking flustered.
I'm not afraid of being scolded by the two leaders, I'm just afraid that they won't say anything. As long as they speak, it will be easy, and I can pass this hurdle today.
"You have to congratulate me. I'd be really sorry if I didn't." He Guofeng snorted coldly, then stood up and walked to the window, stretched out his hand and pushed the window open with a "click".
He walked up to Cheng Dong, grabbed his collar, and dragged him to the window.
At first, Captain Cheng didn't understand what the political commissar meant.
But when he looked down, he found that two cadres were standing and chatting where he had just parked his car.
The place where the two men were standing was exactly where he was squatting on the ground smearing dust on his face and neck.
That's so embarrassing.
Cheng Dong subconsciously raised his hand to straighten his hat and wiped the dust off his face, trying to erase the traces.
How could he have known that it was such a coincidence that what he just did was seen by the brigade commander and the political commissar standing upstairs?
However, it doesn’t matter whether you know it or not.
Cheng Dong stood obediently at the window, standing at attention, looking straight ahead with a serious expression.
The political commissar was too lazy to pay attention to him.
He turned back to the sofa and then cast his gaze on Chen Mo again. He Guofeng, who had a gloomy face just now, smiled in an instant.
He said: "Scholar, you performed well in this competition."
"Thank you, Political Commissar, for your exaggeration. This is all thanks to Captain Cheng's cultivation of me." Chen Mo spoke firmly, trying his best to say something good about the captain.
"Hmph, you don't need to make excuses for him. This guy gets itchy if he doesn't get into trouble."
It wasn't the political commissar who said this, but Brigade Commander Wei, who had been silent the entire time, who took over and said, "It's really impressive that a new comrade like you can keep up with the scout competition."
"Scholar, do you want to change your environment?"
"Brigade Commander." Cheng Dong became anxious when he heard this.
"Shut up!!"
"Your problem hasn't been explained clearly yet. I'll deal with you later."
Wei Jinan cursed a few times, then looked at Chen Mo and said, "I heard that you have been working very hard in the company."
"With your abilities, if you go to the Army Headquarters Training Center, you might have better prospects for development."
"Any ideas?"
Here we come!
Chen Mo took a deep breath.
The company commander mentioned this to him.
In fact, if you really want to count it, this is already an opportunity he has fought for. Chen Mo is quite familiar with Wei Jinan. After all, he has heard people from government departments mention him many times in his previous life.
It's not just Wei Jinan. Most of the people in the old Seventh Division have the idea of giving newcomers opportunities to grow. Even Cheng Dong, a company commander, has this awareness.
Not to mention the brigade commander.
If it weren't for this, the Seventh Division would not have been able to accept the old cannon incident so easily.
But this kind of opportunity is indeed extremely rare for other soldiers, and it may change their own destiny.
But he doesn't need it. He has already won second-class merit and is still waiting in line for promotion. What he needs now is a foundation, not leaving his old unit to pursue more honors.
If you want to climb up in the future, the foundation, or the top of the mountain, is more important than anything else.
After all, it's a chance to start over again. It's impossible to say that Chen Mo has no ideas about future development.
You must meet with the old leader, but at the same time you must take advantage of the momentum to climb up step by step.
This is the path Chen Mo has set for himself.
That’s the thought.
Chen Mo immediately straightened his chest and said loudly: "Report to the brigade commander, I don't want to change the environment."
"The reconnaissance company is great, and I want to be an excellent scout. The Armored Brigade is my home, and I don't want to go anywhere else."
"reason."
Wei Jinan did not appreciate Chen Mo's words. Everyone can say nice things, and Wei Li's initial impression of the private in front of him was not good.
Reason Chen Mo repeated these two words in his mind.
Without much hesitation, he straightened his chest and continued, "Commander, I have no reason."
"If I have to ask for a reason, my squad leader, Zhou Yongjie, has told me since I entered the military camp that the most valuable qualities for a soldier are loyalty and faith."
"In the recruit company and the reconnaissance company, I gradually learned what it means to dare to fight and to be brave enough to win. Fearless courage and a spirit of sacrifice are the foundation of a soldier's blood and courage."
"In the reconnaissance company, I learned that a soldier's duty is to obey orders, and I also learned about unity and dedication."
"The reconnaissance company and I are a collective, and I am also a member of the company. If I achieve a little success due to the training of the company, I will leave the unit that trained me."
"This is not loyalty, nor is it my belief. It goes against my understanding of Marx's revolutionary spirit."
Listening to a private soldier talking nonsense here.
Cheng Dong, who was standing at the window, could barely adapt, because he knew that this scholar was very talkative and often boasted to a group of veterans. He could even make the veterans become his little fans and sit next to him to listen to his lectures.
Therefore, it is not surprising that he talks about loyalty and Marx's revolutionary spirit.
But the brigade commander doesn't know.
Wei Jinan was stunned for a moment. He turned his head to look at the political commissar and found that He Guofeng just lowered his head and smiled, but did not say anything.
Wei Lu actually wanted to curse: What the hell, you are talking nonsense here.
But he couldn't, because the private in front of him had elevated a minor issue of transfer to a level that shouldn't have been raised to in this conversation.
Even the revolutionary spirit has been brought out, how can he continue speaking?
Forget it, I can’t deal with this private.
Is it still impossible to deal with Company Commander Cheng Dong?
Wei Jinan waved at Chen Mo, not wanting to say anything more. Then he looked at Cheng Dong, raised his hand and slammed it on the desk.
When the crisp sound was heard, Cheng Dong felt a chill in his heart, knowing that he was being targeted.
Damn it, I originally thought of bringing Xiucai over to help block it for him, but who knew this kid’s ability to talk nonsense was so outrageous.
It may be that the reprimand of direct cadres is inconvenient for new comrades to deal with.
Political Commissar He Guofeng stood up decisively, patted Chen Mo on the shoulder, and then pointed outside the door.
Chen Mo immediately understood and followed the political commissar out of the brigade commander's office.
Before leaving, he did not forget to close the office door.
Chen Mo didn't know what the company commander was scolded for.
Anyway, after the door was closed, the roaring noise inside was quite loud.
It was probably around lunchtime, and in the brigade headquarters building, non-commissioned officers and cadres could be seen everywhere, moving between floors.
Seeing some people greeting the political commissar, some stood with their backs straight and leaning against the wall, it was obvious that He Guofeng was in the unit, although his position was political commissar.
But a group of cadres were still quite afraid of him.
Chen Mo was able to take advantage of the power of the tiger for once, and he enjoyed himself for a while following behind, and was saluted wherever he went.
Come to the end of the corridor.
He Guofeng held onto the railing, gazing into the distance. He turned back to glance at Chen Mo and said with a smile, "You kid, do you really not want to go to the training camp?"
"The scout competition is always being watched by the military district. If you go to the training team, you might even be noticed by the special forces brigade of the Kyoto Military District."
"Political Commissar, I don't want to go anywhere." Chen Mo shook his head.
At this point in the late 1990s, the army is indeed more inclined towards the development of special forces.
Because many people have realized from a strategic level that large-scale wars are unlikely to break out again, and building an elite special operations force is extremely important for maintaining national security and responding to emergencies.
At this time, the basic construction of the Army's special forces brigade was completed, and each of the seven major military regions had its own special forces brigade.
But this only applies to the army. The navy and air force that became more famous in later generations, such as the code-named Dark Night Tiger, Jiaolong, and Thor, were all two thousand years later.
Even Thor would take more than a decade to appear.
Each era has its own way of thinking. The government focuses on the development of special forces, allowing these units to become popular in the form of script-killing on the battlefield during exercises.
The thinking of the lower-level units will inevitably be affected.
Even some units will actively cooperate with the policy and select some key personnel to report. There are few such units, but they do exist.
For example, the leader of the 7th Brigade seems to be quite cooperative.
But the problem is that Chen Mo has no interest in special forces at all. It’s not that he looks down on them, but he knows the future development prospects.
The idea of specialization is always changing, and the so-called special forces have always been different responsibilities or divisions of labor, not a single branch of the military.
"Forget it, if you don't want to go then don't go."
He Guofeng didn't dwell on this topic for too long. After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Are you getting used to being in the reconnaissance company?"
"I heard you had a lot of trouble in the company."
"I can get used to it." Chen Mo replied awkwardly: "I've been training recently, and it hasn't been very stressful."
"Haha, you kid."
"Go back and write me a report. Don't you enjoy analyzing the progress of the troops? Then why not give it some thought and write a new one."
"You don't have to wait any longer, but you'd better hurry."
"Also, I'll tell you later, Captain Cheng, don't even think about finding someone else to write his 5,000-word self-criticism. Let him write it properly."
"Wait here for a moment."
After He Guofeng finished his brief instructions, he clapped his hands, turned around and left without saying anything more.
Chen Mo was left standing there alone, wondering where the company commander got the 5,000-word self-criticism from.
I haven't heard about this just now.
But this doubt did not last too long, only about five or six minutes.
At the other end of the corridor, Cheng Dong was kicked out of the office after being scolded for half a day.
It has to be said that Captain Cheng is also a talented person.
When he just left the office, his face was still serious, as if he had changed for the better.
As a result, after walking out of the office and taking two steps, he returned to his previous straddle-style walking posture.
The whole person's energy and spirit were restored in an instant.
Seeing this, Chen Mo quickly walked up to him and asked, "Captain, are you okay?"
"What can happen to me? Let's go back to the company!"
Cheng Dong raised his hand to straighten the brim of his hat, and strode out of the headquarters with his men.
Until he drove away from the agency gate and made sure that the leader could not see him 100%.
Cheng Dongcai angrily slapped the steering wheel, turned his head to glance at Chen Mo sitting in the passenger seat, grinned and said: "Damn it, you kid know how to make trouble."
"The brigade commander said that we don't need to worry about going to the training camp. The military district is currently focusing on the parade."
"By the way, when you return to the company, make some preparations. Our company had some minor friction with the anti-aircraft artillery during this competition."
"Since they've brought their complaint to us, we must show some respect. Write a 5,000-word self-criticism and submit it to me before the regular meeting on Monday afternoon."
The political commissar really didn’t lie to me. Damn, it turns out the self-criticism is here.
Chen Mo pursed his lips, hesitating whether to tell the company commander what the political commissar had said.
After all, since the political commissar said so, he must know the company commander's character. In this era, many officers generally have low educational qualifications.
Not to mention a 5,000-word review, even a 500-word review would be difficult to write.
Think for a long time.
Chen Mo finally spoke truthfully: "Captain, I have something to tell you."
"Just fart if you want to. Why are you whining? Did you steal someone else's things?"
"No." Chen Mo hurriedly shook his head: "Just now, the political commissar specifically instructed me to write a report as well, and also said that you, the company commander, must write your own self-criticism."
"The chief is keeping an eye on this matter."
"real?"
"yes."
It's strange.
Ever since the inquiry, Cheng Dong had a gloomy face on his way back, and didn't say a word even after arriving at the company.
The vehicle stopped in front of the company headquarters building, and after getting off, he strode upstairs.
When Chen Mo followed him up to the second floor, he saw that the company commander really had nothing to explain.
He turned and went into the clerical office.
At this time, in the office, Liang Hongjie was looking through documents at his desk. He looked up and saw Chen Mo coming back.
Lao Liang said casually: "Scholar, come on, the spring uniform change is about to begin. First, you should count the roster of the entire company. Oh, Lao Pao is back."
"I need to go to the military to check on his leave. We need to take notes at the regular meeting tomorrow, Monday. Please make preparations in advance."
"Also, we need to apply for our company's first quarter food allowance from the Military Affairs Department of the Military Command. Find the application form and learn how to fill it out for your records."
"From now on, I'm afraid the two of us will be busy, but it doesn't matter. If it really doesn't work, transfer Zhao Wuliang over and let him run errands."
Just after the Chinese New Year, the easiest period of clerical work ended.
As soon as Liang Hongjie returned to the company, he was faced with a pile of work waiting to be processed.
He watched Chen Mo pick up the teacup and pick tea leaves to make water, and asked curiously: "By the way, Xiucai, didn't you and the company commander go to the headquarters?"
"Why are you back so soon?"
"I got scolded." Chen Mo continued to respond while pouring water from the thermos: "I don't know how the news that we almost got into a fight with the anti-aircraft artillery team got to the headquarters."
"Both the brigade commander and the political commissar were furious. They even ordered the company commander to write a 5,000-word self-criticism and submit it before tomorrow's meeting."
Chen Mo was talking to himself. At first, he didn't notice Liang Hongjie sitting next to him, stunned and with a look of panic on his face.
That’s right, panic!
"What's wrong with you?"
After Chen Mo made some tea, he noticed something was wrong with Lao Liang.
"No, nothing."
Hearing the question, Liang Hongjie smiled bitterly and said, "Scholar, don't ask any more questions. In short, in the next month, don't make the company commander angry, otherwise our entire company will be in trouble."
"This time, let's take back ten trophies and two banners, right?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I think I can keep the two banners, but I'm afraid I won't be able to keep any of the ten trophies."
Liang Hongjie shook his head, covered his face and said nothing.
At first, Chen Mo didn't understand the necessary connection between this review and the trophy.
But soon, the company notified everyone to gather and hold a unified meeting.
He watched helplessly as the company commander took away the honor trophies won by the veterans from each class, one by one, including his two.
It was under the pretext of "mortgaging" it to the headquarters first, and only then did Chen Mo completely understand.
This is not a 5,000-word self-criticism at all.
This kind of thing has happened several times in the reconnaissance company before. The company consists of too many veterans and is quite strong.
Every time I go out to compete, I always bring back a lot of things, but there is a saying that goes, "A man is innocent but guilty of possessing a treasure."
The honor room of your company is almost full of trophies and banners. There are more than in the brigade. Shouldn't you hand some over as a token of your appreciation?
Therefore, whenever they returned with a great victory, the brigade would always find some faults and collect some trophies to embellish the headquarters.
What five thousand-word self-criticism? The political commissar said that just to remind Cheng Dong and give him a warning.
Of course, the brigade won’t really want all of these trophies, they will only be kept for a period of time.
As long as the company performs well in the future, Captain Cheng can go over and talk some things over and get a few of them back.
If it is taken away every time, who would be active?
The reason for doing this is, firstly, to suppress the arrogance that is likely to grow after the reconnaissance company wins honors.
Secondly, it is also to prevent Cheng Dong from getting into trouble.
After all, this was not the first time something like this happened in the anti-aircraft artillery brigade.
But Chen Mo watched helplessly as the two trophies he had won were not even warm in his hands.
He was hurriedly sent away by the company commander.
He is helpless too.
Normally, Cheng Dong, the boss of Tian Lao Er, is always under the control of the two leaders of the headquarters.
He has no temper at all, it's true that there is always someone who can conquer you.
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