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Chapter 399: Beautiful Battle Flags, Recognized Honor

No matter what you think, the leaders have given the order at the meeting.

Is there any choice then?
The above will visit the combined battalion on the battlefield.

We will also be awarded the second-class collective merit, so the preparation work must not be sloppy.

After all, awarding military merit is the most sacred and glorious moment for any unit.

Plus there are so many leaders coming to visit.

Don’t worry about whether they are willing to go or not, at least one battalion must be set up.

Make every effort to prepare for the welcome.

While the meeting is adjourning.

Following the instructions of Brigade Leader Tao, Chen Jun trotted all the way to the directorate and contacted the First Battalion, which was in a truce and rest, through the wireless communication there.

Then the above decision will be made.

The deputy battalion commander Ma Hongjie who answered the phone was informed simply and quickly.

Good guy.

We learned that the entire battalion was about to be awarded a second-class collective merit, and that a large number of leaders would come to visit.

When Lao Ma got the news, he was so shocked that he froze in place.

It took me a long time to recover.

"What's going on? What does Lao Chen say?"

Inside the first battalion headquarters.

After receiving the notification from above, instructor He Yingtao, chief of staff Liang Kexiang and others all ran over to check the situation.

"Hurry up and tell me, what happened to Lao Chen? He beat up his father-in-law, what are the higher-ups planning to do with him?"

Watching Ma Hongjie answering a phone call, his face flushed red, he stood there stiffly, holding the phone in his hand without saying a word.

Fatty He thought something big had happened and urged them anxiously.

As for the matter of the 124th Division, how did the battalion know about it?

There is no need to think about it. I can only say that Chen Jun is really good at judging people.

The detective company commander Song Chao's mouth is as loose as an old lady's crotch. How can we expect him to keep these trivial matters secret?

Don't even think about it.

The news that Li Hongyang, the commander of the 124th Division, was the father-in-law of his own battalion commander spread throughout the battalion as soon as he returned.

When I first heard the news.

All the cadres in the camp were frightened.

Everyone felt dizzy and it didn't seem real.

After all, who would believe that there would be such a coincidence and such an outrageous thing?

But the veterans who had participated in the raid on the division headquarters stood by and vouched for it, and their statements were exactly the same.

This allowed everyone to slowly accept it.

But just as I received this explosive news, I received a direct call from the director's office, and it was the battalion commander himself who called.

How can everyone not worry?
"Old Ma, what happened?"

Liang Kexiang was almost furious. Seeing that Ma Hongjie didn't move, he went up and pushed him.

Ma Hongjie finally came to his senses. He took a deep breath and his eyes were almost shining.

He looked up at the people in front of him.

He grinned and said, "Haha, what a great event."

"Lao Liang, notify the entire battalion, whether they are eliminated, or those who stay in the artillery company, or those who are guarding our baggage warehouse from a distance."

"In short, as long as they are brothers from our first battalion, let them all gather here."

"Oh, right, not only do we need to gather all the people, but we can't leave any tanks behind. The battalion commander just said that the higher-ups will arrange for someone to come and award the second-class collective merit to our entire battalion."

"In recognition of our outstanding performance in this battle."

"Damn it, what the hell are you doing holding back on this good thing for so long?"

Liang Kexiang cursed angrily, then turned around with his teeth bared and started to notify.

It took Fatty He a long time to react. He was stunned for a moment, then twisted his fat butt and strode out of the command room.

It only took less than ten minutes.

All the soldiers in the battalion were mobilized.

This is a second-class collective merit, and this kind of honor is not something that ordinary units can enjoy.

What to do when a tank is covered in dust during a battle?

If there are not enough fresh water trucks, we will go to the nearest place to get some for the Blue Army. This is a war zone anyway, and dead people don't need water to drink.

The First Battalion once again fully demonstrated the characteristics of bandits and led the inspection, which required spirit and mental outlook.

It’s easy for people to deal with it. All they have to do is wash their faces and brush off the dust on their bodies.

But the tanks had to be polished to a shine before they would pass the test. If there were not enough people on their side, they would ask the nearby blue army to come over and clean them together.

Whether you like it or not, ever since the soldiers in the battalion learned that they were related to the 124th Division, they no longer treated the Blue Army as outsiders.

Thousands of people acted together, driving their tanks in rumbling lines. The 04A infantry fighting vehicles and 99A tanks were lined up horizontally and vertically.

All the soldiers from each company held their rifles in their arms, stood in front of the tanks with their heads held high and their chests puffed out.

Been busy for nearly an hour.

The entire battalion was finally ready to accept the review.

He Yingtao and Ma Hongjie arranged for the reconnaissance company to deploy the drones five kilometers away in advance and keep an eye on the leader's convoy at all times.

Before anyone comes.

Fatty He inspected the entire team. No matter what, since the battalion commander was not here, they had to make all the preparations.

Seeing that everything is ready and there is nothing missing.

Ma Hongjie took out a cigarette from his pocket and gave one to Fatty He. Then he raised his chin and said, "Old He, what do you think the higher-ups are thinking?"

"Our battalion commander has almost spent all of his father-in-law's wealth this time, and our own wealth is almost gone as well."

"Even if we fought well this time, there's no need to be so anxious. Come over now and award us military merits, right?"

"Why do you care so much?"

Fatty He blew out two streams of smoke from his nostrils, and he looked into the distance dimly: "Anyway, I always feel that the atmosphere of this annual military exercise is a little off."

"Just take the last time, we fought the 16th Brigade and there was a four-hour ceasefire. This time we fought the 124th Division and were notified to cease fire for another eight hours."

"I always feel like the higher-ups are using our First Battalion as a test subject. In the past, drills were only stopped when something uncontrollable happened."

"Why is it so frequent this time?" "How would I know?"

Ma Hongjie shook his head. He himself was still confused.

The two men secretly guessed the intention of their superiors and arranged all the soldiers and company commanders into the queue.

They stayed at the command center, watching the images sent back by the drone.

Waiting for the "many leaders" mentioned by the battalion commander to come and provide guidance.

From receiving the notification.

Nearly three hours had passed, and the soldiers in the camp were almost tired of standing.

The convoy departing from Fuzhou was finally approaching.

Fatty He saw the images sent back by the drone in front, and looked at the endless rows of military vehicles rushing towards this side, stirring up dust.

Lao He stood up from his seat with a bang, straightened the brim of his hat, and ordered the staff beside him: "Quick, arrange a few drones."

"Descend altitude and lead the way for the battalion commander."

"Old Ma, let's go out and greet them."

Seeing this scene, Ma Hongjie did not dare to be negligent.

He grabbed the hat on the command table, put it on his head, and followed Fatty He with big strides.

When passing by the place where a battalion of soldiers gathered, Lao Ma did not forget to wave his hand and remind them to stand still.

Seeing the deputy battalion commander's gesture, who wouldn't understand what was going on?

Although the soldiers of the first battalion had experienced fierce fighting for most of the day, they were also busy cleaning the tanks, moving positions, and clearing nearby weeds, which consumed a lot of their physical strength.

But at this moment, all the personnel still stood as straight as javelins, staring ahead with shining eyes.

The convoy, like a long dragon, passed through a banyan tree forest and finally arrived at the scene.

Chen Jun was the first to jump out from the passenger seat of the lead car.

He first glanced at the troops in the camp, then gave Lao He and Lao Ma a reassuring look.

Also stood at attention, waiting quietly.

At first, Lao He and his friends were only paying attention to the convoy that was bypassing the banyan tree forest, and they were wondering why so many cars were coming.

But soon, they were no longer puzzled.

His eyes widened as he stared at the leaders who got off the car behind him.

My goodness, usually there are only a bunch of battalion-level cadres, except for a beast like Chen Jun.

Who gets to see the theater commander, the army commander, and the head of the joint staff?

Stop talking about these people.

For ordinary combat units, it is quite difficult to see the military district commander-in-chief from a distance.

But today, all these people are gathered together.

That’s right, this time the combined battalion was awarded the second-class collective merit, taking advantage of the armistice period.

Shen Hongwei, Li Zhenhua, Chai Yansong, Chen Huanran and others have all arrived.

Behind him was a large group of cadres, some of whom were division-level cadres from both the Red and Blue factions, and some were regimental-level cadres.

But more often than not, they did not participate in the military exercise this time, but were temporarily transferred to command the various units serving in the directorate.

There were as many as seventy or eighty people.

This is quite a big commotion.

Originally, the First Battalion was lined up here, and many veterans from the 124th Division were sitting around watching the fun.

No one planned to follow the queue.

After all, generally speaking, to award a second-class collective merit, even if it is for a battalion-level unit, it is enough for the commander-in-chief of a military region.

The 124th Division is not a unit in the eastern part of the country, so there is really no need for them to give too much face to a military district commander-in-chief.

But suddenly they saw a large group of people getting off the bus, which scared the Blue Army in the distance so much that they quickly organized themselves into a line.

Chen Huanran brought a group of officers with him. He first looked at the formation of the first battalion, and then looked at the blue army next door.

After nodding slightly, Chen Huanran said nothing.

He strode up to the front of the first battalion's formation.

His sharp tiger eyes swept over the soldiers one by one, and then he said loudly: "Comrades, do you know there is a saying that goes, the battle flag is as beautiful as a painting?"

"I am here to tell you that the battle flag is as beautiful as a painting. It is the blood of the heroes who came before us that dyed the battle flag red."

"As a soldier, we must inherit the will and faith of our revolutionary predecessors and move forward with high spirits."

"Very good. From you, I see the beautiful will of the battle flag. Comrades, you have given me a big surprise."

"In view of this operation, your combined battalion performed excellently and was well commanded. In the battle with the Blue Army, you repeatedly caused immeasurable losses to the enemy."

"According to the decision of the theater party committee, your first battalion is awarded a collective second-class merit."

"Comrades, you are excellent and are also warriors of the new era. Please work hard and stride forward."

"The future of national defense will depend on you to build it."

Bang bang bang.
Many people in the first battalion don't know who Chen Huanran is, but this does not hinder their imagination.

Just by looking at the man's age and the large group of people following him, even a fool could guess that the leader in front of him must hold a high position.

In just a moment, all the soldiers in the battalion applauded collectively, and the thunderous applause drowned out all other sounds at the scene.

Being awarded military merit is an honor, and having such a high-ranking leader come here is a recognition.

As a new battalion, a former pilot battalion, no one was more eager for recognition than them.

In the past, Chen Jun always said that the higher-ups recognized them, but there was no leader with enough weight to come forward.

Today, they came.

Honor and recognition.

This is the item that every soldier values ​​most because it carries a glorious dream.

It also carries lofty aspirations and contains struggle and sacrifice, and is something that is deeply embedded in the blood of soldiers.

At this moment, the army's only combined battalion truly found the meaning of their existence.

This scene of awarding the second-class collective merit is still memorable, no matter how long it has been.

Whenever it is mentioned, the soldiers of the First Battalion will never forget it.

After all, this is the honor and status they fought for.

I can't forget, and I must not forget.

(End of this chapter)