I asked you to repeat your senior year of high school, but did you miss out on joining the military

Chapter 421 I asked you to explain your weaknesses, not to brag about yourself

Since he couldn't get through to the brigade on the phone, Chen Jun had no choice but to lie on the table in the dormitory, organizing and writing down the cognitive content related to synthesis and informatization.

Anyway, all officers who came for training had to write it, and no one told Chen Jun that he didn’t have to write it.

He didn't consider himself an exception.

Until around dinner time.

Although dormitory 202 is not always crowded, at least there are people coming in an endless stream.

Old Ji from next door can run eight times in ten minutes. Whenever someone comes to see Chen Jun, he will definitely stick his head out to see what's going on.

Old Ji is also feeling miserable.

Originally, he had specifically asked for Chen Jun's dormitory to be placed next to his own, with some intention of taking care of him.

After all, when they met Chen Jun, he always called him "senior".

Don’t even mention how relieved I felt at that time.

But who would have thought that this guy is such a worthless person.

In the blink of an eye, he became a teacher.

What the hell.

Even if you want to attack someone, you wouldn't do it like this, right?
And after a busy period before and after dinner.

Many teachers came to discuss some issues, and Chen Jun gradually sorted out the content of his work.

To summarize it simply, Chen Jun has to attend the regular Dragon Class courses, because the growing officers have a wide range of subjects to learn, including combat command, campaign application and other subjects.

He will only be allowed to take the stage when the Dragon Class and the Tiger Class need to talk about some basic synthesis practices or give some suggestions on the lesson plans.

To put it bluntly, Chen Jun was acting as a student, acting as a "temporary worker", and doing some of the work of a teacher.

But the college will not announce it openly, this is also to protect Chen Jun and avoid causing internal disunity.

An initial decision was not made.

In the later period, everyone is familiar and accustomed to it, and it doesn’t matter whether it is announced or not.

After figuring out the focus of his work, Chen Jun adapted completely without much adjustment.

Isn’t it just writing a bunch of reports or opinions?
For our Deputy Chief of Staff Chen, it is as simple as sprinkling water, because it makes the words obedient and express his meaning.

It is definitely a hundred times easier than expressing your meaning with a battalion of thousands of people and hundreds of tanks.

By the way.

Before and after dinner, many cadres saw teachers coming in and out of Chen Jun’s office for advice.

Many cadres who came for training have fully recognized Chen Jun’s strength.

Ever since the end of the exercise a few years ago, when the combined battalion defeated a brigade and a division in succession, many people have privately called the combined battalion "the best battalion in the entire army."

Their fighting power is truly worthy of this title.

However, the title is one thing, and at that time I was sitting in the auditorium and saw such a young officer serving as my instructor.

It's normal to feel uncomfortable.

But if we put aside the opposing emotions and see so many teachers coming to ask questions, then everyone's thinking will inevitably undergo a series of changes.

Even the teachers have to ask for advice. What reason do these people who still need teachers have to be picky?
What's more, within the government agencies, or in places like the Military Reform Education Office.

Being able to be a frequent visitor of the top leader of the direct line and being able to meet Political Commissar Dai at any time is an honor in itself.

No matter how old Chen Jun is, he can make it here with his own abilities, which is awesome.

The members of the Dragon Class and the Tiger Class are not fools, no matter how uncomfortable they feel.

Next time, no one will deliberately make themselves uncomfortable.

Around 9pm.

Chen Jun was working at his desk, writing documents with a pen.

One after another, the training team members brought their own reports to 202.

Facing these people, Chen Jun did not put on airs or anything. As long as someone came over, he would make tea and pour water, sweep the couch to welcome them, and wait for them.

That was pretty passionate.

After a wave of guests left, Chen Jun's butt had just touched the chair when Old Ji from next door came over again with his hands behind his back.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are such a hidden talent. Damn it, if I had known you were a teacher, I would not have recommended you to live next door to me."

"It's taking too long for me to concentrate on writing the report."

As Ji Tong spoke, he flipped through the report that the group of cadres had just handed over. His eyes were like scanners, staring at the contents.

You have to put on an expression of admiration on your face.

It can be said that the acting is quite good.

Chen Jun knew what he was thinking, so he glanced at him and chuckled, "If you want to read it, read it openly. If you want to copy it, copy it openly. Don't worry, I'll pretend I didn't see it."

"Are you kidding me? Do I need to copy it?"

Ji Tong found that his little trick had been exposed, and he felt a little embarrassed. He let go of the document and walked around the room.

Then, seeing Chen Jun busy, he wandered over and whispered, "Xiao Chen, do you think the Political Commissar should see these documents?"

"We are planning to teach, what is the point of testing the situation?"

Ji Tong spoke with a somewhat conflicted tone. It was not that he wanted to desert, but the motorized infantry brigade had always been extremely poor.

A force of several thousand people is mostly composed of pure infantry. It would be difficult for the leader of such a unit to write a summary of its mechanization experience.

What's more, it is synthesized and informationized.

He knows nothing.

All knowledge is limited to hearsay or some superficial analysis conducted in meetings.

Because the beginning of 2017 is not the future, and I have just started to learn about things, so how can I have so much experience and insights to write about?

Seeing Old Ji hesitating, there was a thief who wanted to steal it, but he didn't have the courage to take it away.

Chen Jun couldn't help but laugh and said, "The survey is for compiling teaching plans. As for Political Commissioner Dai, he won't read these documents."

"You'd better not take any chances."

Chen Jun said, he spread his hands and said: "You may not believe it, but when I went to Political Commissar Dai's office, the whole room was filled with folders."

"There was hardly any space to put your feet on the floor, sofa, or table. If I was not mistaken, Political Commissar Dai had read all of our information one by one."

"I estimate that among the more than 100 people who came here for training, if we randomly pick one and put him in front of us, the leader can call out your name accurately and know which unit you are from, your qualifications, your age, and nothing can be hidden from him."

“So exaggerated?!!”

When Ji Tong heard Chen Jun's description, his hand that was touching the manuscript trembled immediately.

I quickly put it back and completely gave up the idea of ​​learning from it.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jun nodded slightly and said nothing more.

In fact, this is not an exaggeration. The students of the first phase of the military reform were all placed with high hopes. The pressure on Political Commissar Dai who took on this responsibility can be imagined.

The training of cadres is directly related to whether the subsequent policy implementation is smooth.

Even a battalion commander like him could be brought in as an instructor. Is there anything more outrageous and exaggerated than this?
Ji Tong strolled around here, and then ran away after getting the information. His figure was so graceful as if he had made some kind of decision, and he disappeared with a whoosh.

Then, two colonels who came to hand in documents hesitated for a moment, and finally did not step into the door of Room 202, but left with the documents.

Less than half an hour later.

People came one after another and took away the manuscripts that had been submitted here before, saying that some parts were not written well and needed to be revised.

Chen Jun heard it, but pretended not to hear it.

He warmly welcomed people who came to deliver documents, but remained silent to those who wanted to take them away.

Just know what's going on in your heart.

It is always easier for people who have done bad things together to become closer. Chen Jun did not listen, did not look, and did not ask, which really made things convenient for many people.

In fact, there is nothing difficult to understand. It is difficult to synthesize. It is difficult to synthesize. Everyone is asked to write their experience. How can dozens of people not copy from each other?

The problem is that you are not afraid of plagiarism, but you have to be able to hide it from the old political commissar.

Otherwise, you will anger others.

He doesn't care which military region you come from, he will scold you, do you dare to show your teeth?
There are so many people copying that it is not impossible that the old political commissar will get angry and drive a few of them away on the spot. If the political commissar of the National Defense University orders people to leave, which military region dares to intercede?
Special times require special treatment. It’s not a bad idea to buy a few to satisfy your hunger before classes start.

It was not until ten o'clock that evening that Chen Jun received calls back from Li Haiyao and the First and Second Battalions.

Chen Jun finally figured out how much turmoil he had caused in the military district this afternoon when he pointed at the 179th Brigade and said he would conduct practice there.

Wow, this is the 9th Battalion of the 1st Brigade.

Forming them at the same time, Chen Junguang felt his scalp tingling just thinking about it. When the first battalion was formed before, at least they didn’t lack support, right?

Now, most of the First Army’s garrisons have been moved, and personnel are still gathering from various military garrisons such as Huzhou, Fuzhou, and Ludao.

Thousands of people arrived and thousands of tanks went there. The entire 179th Brigade faced this situation.

Lack of cadres, lack of backbones, lack of technology, lack of corresponding arms, wouldn't that be a disaster?

After Chen Jun hung up the phone, he picked up a cigarette from the table and went downstairs, found a place that was slightly sheltered from the wind, and hid on the ground.

I looked up at the dark night sky, speechless for a long time.

Chen Jun really didn't expect that the higher-ups were so determined. Just because of his words, the 179th Brigade was going to be rebuilt?
Even if it has to be built sooner or later, the commotion this time is a bit too big.

I hope Taolv can withstand this storm.

It’s not that he has no confidence in the brigade commander, but from what Li Haiyao said just now, the barracks near the brigade headquarters were almost emptied.

The 179th Brigade is more than kilometers away from the military region and to kilometers away from other units.

Isolated and without any help, forming the 9th Battalion of a Brigade on my own, it was almost like calling on heaven and earth for help but no one would respond.

That taste makes my scalp numb just thinking about it.

Chen Jun sighed, crushed the cigarette butt and put it in the trash can, then returned to the dormitory.

. . . . . . . . .

February 2017, 2, the seventh day of the Chinese New Year, was the second day that Chen Jun arrived at the college.

It also stipulates the official start time of classes in China Training Program.

Even if there are Dragon or Tiger class courses in the morning, there is usually only one class, which lasts 90 minutes.

按照课程表显示，上午8:30——10:00，属于虎班的课，10:30——12:00才是龙班的课程。

At around four in the morning, someone came to Room 202 and knocked on the door to deliver documents. It was not until half past five that the seventy-six manuscripts were finally gathered.

Old Man Dai had previously instructed that Chen Jun must read these documents personally.

So, even if you don’t understand what it means.

In order to obey orders and follow instructions, Chen Jun also had to stay up late to read everyone's handwritten manuscripts inside and out.

At half past six, when everyone else was lying in bed catching up on sleep, Chen Jun ran to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water to wake himself up.

He stuffed all the documents into a file bag and tied it up several times with a rope.

Take it out and go straight to the fifth floor of the teachers' building.

Chen Jun's original intention was that the class should start at 8:30 regardless of whether Old Man Dai came or not.

There is no way I could keep these documents in my own hands.

But to his surprise, not only was there someone in Old Man Dai’s office on the fifth floor, but the door was even open.

The room was still in a mess, with all kinds of documents scattered on the floor and the sofa.

Given Old Man Dai’s status, the number of people who want to follow him and tidy up his office would probably stretch all the way from the National Defense University to the gate of the 179th Brigade.

It's still so messy, which only shows that the other person is just like that and doesn't like others touching things in his office.

Chen Jun didn't plan to do anything unnecessary. He strode into the office and shouted in a loud voice: "Report!!"

"Keep your voice down, old man. I'm not deaf."

Dai Zhengan looked up from behind his desk and glared at Chen Jun. The boy's eye bags were almost as big as his belly button.

Only then could he not help but smile and said, "It seems that you have collected all the reports."

"How's the overall situation?"

"Bad, very bad."

Chen Jun hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth.

“Are there many people who plagiarize?”

"Yes, but not much. However, I wrote it down truthfully later. The opinions I took for granted are still at a very superficial level."

“The overall situation is not very optimistic.”

"Huh, you are honest."

Dai Anzheng stood up and took the document from Chen Jun, and said coldly: "Do you think everyone has participated in the training of the Strong Army Plan like you?"

"By the way, I wanted to ask you yesterday, but I didn't get around to it. You've led a battalion before. From your perspective, what are the weaknesses of the combined forces brigade?"

weakness?!!

Chen Jun didn't expect that Old Man Dai would bring up such a private issue right from the start.

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said, "As for the weaknesses of the combined forces brigade, many were mentioned at the opening meeting yesterday, based on the analysis of the original combat methods of the First Battalion."

"Once a combined force brigade is engaged in combat, it will attack very fiercely and advance very quickly, which will cause the battle line to constantly shift under our control. The combined force brigade has few personnel and cannot fill the line."

"But what our army is best at is filling in the gaps, and it's easy to make up for the shortcomings."

"The second weakness is that the combined forces brigade has too much equipment, and it is difficult to replenish it if it loses something. But we are the world's largest industrial country, and we are worried about overcapacity. This shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Third, the personnel of the combined forces brigade are highly specialized and require high quality soldiers. If they die, it will be difficult to replace them. However, in China, tens of millions of college students graduate every year, so it is not difficult to arrange for some of them to go to the army for training."

"Fourth, the combined forces brigade is too dependent on information technology. If it is suppressed by information, the entire force will be paralyzed. However, our information warfare forces are already mature, and it seems that no one can easily suppress us."

"Fifth, the combined forces brigade is under great logistical pressure and requires more logistical supplies. However, seventy years ago, we were able to deliver supplies despite bombings even though we had no air superiority at all."

"This problem doesn't seem to be a weakness."

Chen Jun was analyzing on his own, theories coming out of his mouth one after another, but he didn't notice anything.

At this moment, Dai An's face was almost as black as the bottom of a pot.

I asked you to tell me your weaknesses and incorporate them into the lesson plan, and you come to me and brag about yourself?

(End of this chapter)