Chapter 153 Signing a Confidentiality Agreement, Future Star
Cheng Dong was smoking a cigarette, and there was a flame dancing in his wise eyes, ever since he knew why Dean Lu was conducting an investigation.
He could never calm down.
Xiucai is a thoughtful person. The political commissar told him this a long time ago, and now it has come true.
After all, when new recruits arrive at the army, they are not interested in anything else every day. They just work hard for good grades and are very active in all aspects without anyone teaching them.
Everyone can see that the scholar's thoughts are much more serious than others.
This guy, could it be that he has met a natural genius in military science?
Cheng Dong looked at his own rank of captain, and then at Chen Mo's rank of red board student in front of him. He even doubted whether this guy would be able to reach the same level as himself after graduation.
No matter what.
Captain Cheng has been in the army for so many years, and he knows a little about policy matters.
The higher-ups attach great importance to officer training, and the policy changes every day. Who knows, this kid might really run into it.
"Captain, what are you thinking about?"
Chen Mo saw that Cheng Dong remained silent and stared at him from time to time, which made him feel uneasy, so he asked casually.
"What else can I think about? Just how much trouble you've gotten yourself into, you bastard."
Cheng Dong snorted twice in annoyance, then walked to the door of the conference room, looked around, and found that the police team had already withdrawn.
The college should have reached a conclusion on the review.
He strode to the conference room phone, picked up the microphone, put it to his ear and punched in a set of numbers, while he had just been standing with his hands on his hips in a very arrogant manner.
The moment the call was connected, Captain Cheng straightened his back and shouted, "Hello, Brigade Commander!"
"The review here is over, so there should be nothing to worry about."
"Chen Mo? He's fine, nothing happened. Yes, yes, I understand."
"What? The academy wants to transfer? Requesting cooperation from the military district? This, this, this."
Cheng Dong was just about to ask what happened when the person on the other end hung up the phone.
Because Chen Mo was standing too far away, he couldn't hear clearly what was said on the phone.
But looking at the company commander's expression, one could guess that the academy was going to make a big move.
This also made his heart skip a beat.
Could it be that the trouble I caused this time was too big?
But that shouldn't be the case. Chen Mo believed that he was confident and experienced, so he didn't dare to brag too much in class.
"Captain, what's the matter?" Chen Mo walked quickly to Cheng Dong.
"Damn it, you're in trouble, let me tell you." Cheng Dong glanced at Chen Mo and said, "You were the one in the classroom, in front of the old professor of Army Campaign Studies, saying that only yours is the most in line with the system?"
"Yes, there is such a saying." Chen Mo admitted it without thinking.
Because this theory only appeared in the last few years, we are currently groping forward in various directions.
"You're so brave to admit it."
Cheng Dong raised his hand, took off his hat and scratched his head: "Because of what you said, someone in the academy is holding on to you."
"According to the brigade commander, the school sent the telegram to the major military region headquarters. The headquarters requested that the 63rd Army, the 38th Army, and all armored units at the division, brigade, regiment, and battalion levels cancel all leave."
"I require that within two weeks, all archival data from the past three years of military exercises, confrontations, tank-mounted, artillery-tank, and infantry-tank joint exercises by all units be organized and compiled into military models according to the unified standards issued by the military region, and then submitted for summary."
"Even our Seventh Brigade is in a scramble right now."
"You son of a bitch, you really are a troublemaker."
When Cheng Dong said these words, he almost jumped up.
Even Chen Mo felt a chill in his heart when he heard it.
Wow, the exercise archives of the divisions, regiments, brigades, and battalions of the armored units of the two military regions over the past three years, when added together, it's an astronomical figure.
This is not an exaggeration.
Leaving aside other units for now, let’s just talk about the Hedong Armored 7th Brigade and its four main battalions. They must ensure that all companies conduct at least two rounds of joint training every month.
There will be at least one round of joint training between the main camps every month.
If these data were to be filed, not to mention the total for three years, the form records for just one year would probably fill up an entire archive room.
Although the military is the most technologically sensitive unit and microcomputers have long been popular, paper archiving is used except for very important exercise files.
For the rest, you can store the data in the computer.
But the problem is, this storage method has nothing to do with organizing files as required, and the work that needs to be done will not be reduced at all.
I'm afraid that more than half of the officers in the units that were named have experienced the pain of collecting, analyzing and modeling raw big data.
Even the military, an institution with such high efficiency, took half a month to deal with these things, which shows how difficult it is.
But do these actions really have anything to do with me?
Chen Mo was also a little unsure.
He did say in the classroom that he wanted the instructor to review the armored forces' exercises in recent years to see whether their combat effectiveness had improved. No one was more familiar with this than the grassroots personnel.
But that was just a casual conversation at the time, it shouldn't be necessary to make such a big fuss, right?
Chen Mo couldn't figure out the specific reason for the time being.
The two waited in the conference room for another half an hour, but no one came, and even the police officers who left never came back.
So, I won’t wait any longer.
Chen Mo brought Cheng Dong down from the Special Operations Department building. Along the way, they met many busy military officers and walked around the floors, but no one asked them anything.
"Captain, the review should be over."
Chen Mo had just arrived and didn't know who to ask about this matter, so he simply said, "Captain, you didn't have lunch, did you?"
"Come on, I'll treat you to a meal."
"Where can we get food in the cafeteria now?" Cheng Dong responded while turning his head to look at the construction inside Shimen Luyuan, his face full of envy.
The gap between the academy and the grassroots troops is too big.
He was an officer who was directly transferred from a volunteer soldier. He had never participated in any training and had never been to a military academy.
Looking at the various trees, flowers and fruit trees around, there are green grass everywhere. In such a large campus, there is not a single piece of exposed loess.
Cheng Dong waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I won't eat."
"Let's go and check on your dormitory. If no one notifies me in the afternoon, I'll go back."
"Damn it, school is still the best. No wonder all the kids who graduated here have such poor physical fitness. This place doesn't look like a training ground."
Hearing the company commander's comments, Chen Mo smiled.
Although Cheng Dong has worked in a grassroots reconnaissance company for many years and is indeed a qualified company commander, times have changed after all, and the current promotion process is different from before.
There are no classes anyway.
Chen Mo simply took the company commander for a stroll around the Economic and Security Building, which he was quite familiar with.
On the way, we passed Taoliyuan, which is the living area for foreign students, and also passed the auditorium.
Primary school campus, service center, and activity area for cadres’ families.
There are open restaurants nearby these places, and you can go in and order food at any time.
But our Captain Cheng, who has always been strong-willed, was so hungry that his stomach was growling. He didn't even finish the only bread he bought on the way and threw it into the lounge.
But he refused to let the soldiers he led treat him to a meal.
Chen Mo had no choice but to buy a piece of bread and a bottle of water at the service center and handed them to Cheng Dong.
The two sat side by side beside the flower bed on the side of the road to rest.
"Scholar."
"Yes, Captain."
"Since you're at school, you should do your best. I think you have more potential than me, just take this review as an example."
"Damn it, I've been in the army for more than ten years and haven't encountered anything like this before. The army has to develop. I think you can develop better than me."
Cheng Dong sighed while eating bread.
This visit to the college did have a great impact on him.
It was not only because of the review, but also because of Chen Mo's words "Only your own is the most in line with the system". This sentence made the college attach so much importance to it that even the military district started to get busy.
No matter how foolish he was, he could guess that the soldier he led might really reach a height that he would need to look up to in the future.
After all, heroes are made by the times.
Chen Mo didn't say anything. He looked at the people coming and going on the road in the distance, wondering how the academy would deal with his situation next.
Two military green Changjiang 750 sidecar motorcycles stopped in front of the two men with a creaking sound.
The two people riding motorcycles are from the police patrol team, which is what the army calls patrols.
At first, Chen Mo thought that the discipline in the military academy was too strict, and that the two of them sitting by the flower bed and eating bread violated the regulations.
But just as the two of them stood up.
In the sidecar of the motorcycle at the back, Fang Huai, the captain of the second squad of students from the command department of the reconnaissance department, quickly stood up and ran to Chen Mo.
Captain Fang panted and wiped the sweat from his forehead, grinning and said, "Scholar, what are you running around for?"
"A leader is looking for you. All the police officers have come to the dormitory to look for you."
"Is the review not over yet?" Cheng Dong frowned.
He knew Fang Huai. When Chen Mo was restricted from traveling, it was Captain Fang who went to the airport to pick up Cheng Dong, so the two were not strangers.
"What?"
Fang Huai knew it was a misunderstanding and waved his hand, saying, "The review is over, it should be fine now."
"Old Cheng, I'll take Xiucai to the teaching building. The school leader is looking for him. I'll take you to the airport later. Thank you very much for your cooperation this time."
"It's okay, just go over there."
Cheng Dong quickly finished the bread and put the paper bag into his pocket. He then raised his hand and patted Chen Mo on the shoulder, saying with a smile: "Okay, just be good at school."
"I won't wait for you."
"There are still many things waiting to be dealt with at the unit. Study hard here and listen to your leaders, okay?"
"Yes, Captain."
"Go back slowly. Otherwise, stay here for one night. There's room in the dormitory."
Chen Mo tried to say something, but was stopped by Captain Cheng, who pushed him quickly to sit on the sidecar.
The vehicle starts.
Cheng Dong took a few steps back, waved his hand, and watched the motorcycle leave.
At this time, Cheng Dong already knew that after letting Xiucai come to the academy, this soldier would most likely not be a member of the reconnaissance company in the future.
It’s not hard to guess.
A new recruit can win second-class merit and third-class merit and receive commendations from the military district, but after just one day at school, he can be investigated.
His proposal also caused the armored units of the two military regions to be busy for half a month organizing exercise data.
I'm afraid that many units or colleges will be scrambling to recruit such people in the future.
Cheng Dong was mentally prepared, knowing that Chen Mo's future development would definitely not be bad, and that he did not belong to the Reconnaissance Company 3. All he could do was wish him the best.
If it were veterans like Wang Jianyong or Yao Jinghua, he might not let them go.
But people like Chen Mo are obviously not ordinary people.
A student who has just entered the college can put forward opinions that the school pays attention to. Could he be a wolf?
Obviously, such people will just become the leader of a pack of wolves in the future and will not be inferior to others.
And, this time is probably not too far away.
The other side.
Chen Mo followed Fang Huai back to the Jing'an Building, where the earliest class took place.
More than 70% of the majors, courses, and experiments of the School of Land and Resources are conducted in this building.
Any instructor who comes out would be a deputy division-level cadre in the army.
And here, it can be seen everywhere.
Captain Fang led Chen Mo into the teaching building. He pointed in the direction of the stairs and said, "Go to the second room on the third floor, turn left. The school leaders are waiting there."
"Stop running around."
"Captain, who is looking for me?" Chen Mo was a little surprised.
He had just stayed in the Special Operations Command Department building for half a day, and no one came over. How come he was called back just after he came out for a walk?
"Why ask so many questions? Forget it, you'll know when you get there."
Fang Huai waved his hand quickly, then turned around and left quickly.
It’s not that he didn’t want to say it, the problem was that Fang Huai didn’t know who was looking for Chen Mo. All the police officers ran to the dormitory of the reconnaissance department, which was the area he was responsible for.
He just heard that someone from the school leadership was looking for Xiucai, but how could he know who it was?
But there was one thing he could guess, that the person who was looking for Xiucai this time was probably of a high rank, because the second room on the left on the third floor of the Jing'an Building was the archive room.
Except for some faculty members at the department head level who can go there, many ordinary students, including cadres of garrison units, do not have the authority.
There are only a few people in the entire academy who have the authority to call the scholar over.
Since he couldn't find out who it was, Chen Mo simply didn't bother with it. The investigation had passed anyway, so what else could he do?
He reached out and tugged at his military uniform, then strode to the third floor.
According to Fang Huai's instructions, he pushed open the door and walked into the room, only to find that he was not in a classroom, nor in an office.
Against the wall, there are rows of mahogany cabinets, and the cabinets are filled with brown paper bags with long labels, filling half of the room.
In the rest area next to the cabinet.
Six or seven old men were gathered there, flipping through something in their hands. Chen Mo looked familiar with these people because he had seen them in the classroom before.
But one of them he was more familiar with.
It was during the morning awarding ceremony that Vice President Zhang Jinnan was the last one to go on stage and speak on behalf of the delegation.
Among these people, Vice President Zhang is the youngest.
Seeing this.
Chen Mo didn't have time to think about anything else, and strode to a place three or four meters away from the people.
He stood at attention, raised his hand and saluted: "Hello, Chief!"
"Well, you are Chen Mo?"
Zhang Jinnan looked up and asked with a smile.
"Yes, Chief."
"Don't be so reserved." Zhang Jinnan said, placing a confidentiality agreement and a brown paper bag on the table in front of him.
"I'll show you a document, but before you can see it, you need to sign a confidentiality agreement."
Vice President Zhang seemed to have enough patience with the young man in front of him.
Not only did he guide the signing of the agreement, but his tone was also gentler than usual.
But Chen Mo was stunned.
It was only when he got closer that he realized the label on the brown paper bag contained the contents of the document.
The name is "On Informationized Warfare".
Chen Mo was stunned because he had seen this confidential document in his previous life.
If my impression is correct, the confidentiality period of this document did not end until 2003.
But at present, mechanization has not yet completed the difficult task of diverting 300,000 people.
Has the conclusion on information warfare been exaggerated?
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