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

Chapter 554: Is it necessary to make a feint to the east and attack in the west, and split the troops into two groups?
After being startled by the news that the inspectors were coming, Liu Xiang felt something was wrong again.

He looked up at the political commissar and said with a slightly puzzled tone: "That's not right, Old Wei. The training department's inspection missions are usually highly confidential."

"Those people are like rats in the sewer. If they don't show up, you don't know where they are going. How do you know they are coming?"

You can ask that.

This is not to say that Liu Xiang is really so upright that he doesn't understand those despicable things.

It's mainly the Supervisory Department. In the past, they didn't have much contact with outside units. When they went out, only a small number of people came out each time. Such a large department was missing three or five people.

Even people working in the training department don’t know about it. If this is done, the supervisory work will lose its meaning.

Only raids are the norm.

Otherwise, the units that were investigated would not have been fined so severely, and all the unit’s welfare benefits for the whole year would have been cancelled.

Perhaps it was Wei Jinan who knew that his source of information was not very decent, so he laughed awkwardly and said, "It's not that recently some people were transferred away from the training department, and some were transferred away again."

"Plus, their actions were large and their deployments were wide-ranging. It just so happened that a fellow villager of mine was transferred to the Operations and Training Administration Bureau. He called me and told me that I'd better be on guard."

“In the past, the training department only sent people down as a formality, and they rarely even lived at the grassroots level, or even went to the grassroots level.”

"But that was Feng Jianxun's attitude in the past. Chen Jun is much more serious. We still need to make some preparations."

"That's it."

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiang nodded without comment.

To supervise subordinate units, nothing more than checking posts, combat readiness, and the implementation of certain rules and regulations.

But the prerequisite for checking these things is that people from the Supervision Department must be able to come into the unit and issue clear notices.

Otherwise, you can just enter the headquarters of a field brigade just by saying you are from the Supervisory Department?
Just the sentry on duty outside can teach you a lesson with the gun in his hand.

Liu Xiang asked himself whether there were any problems with the training atmosphere or the duty of the battalions, companies and platoons in the 92nd Brigade under his management, and that there was still time to make preparations after the Supervisory Department issued the notice.

Of course, out of caution, or in other words, it is better to be safe than sorry.

Anyone who understands and uses tactics is always ruthless and dirty. Chen Jun is an expert in this area, so he cannot be unprepared.

Think of this.

Liu Xiang immediately stood up and called his correspondent: "Go, notify all units in the brigade and tell them that a supervisory team may be sent down soon."

"We ask all units to be smart and not to let down their guard at this critical juncture of combat readiness, or else the inspection team will take advantage of them."

"If the problem lies with someone else, let them come and explain it to me."

"Yes, Brigadier!!"

After giving the instructions, Liu Xiang thought about it for a long time in the office, but didn't feel that there was anything missing.

He felt that for a brigade chief of staff to be in charge of supervisory work in a department, it would not be easy to find problems even if he was very familiar with the field units.

As for the turmoil in the training department, there is nothing we can do about it.

For some government agencies, even if you tie a video recorder to a pig and turn it around, you might be able to catch a lot of violations, let alone individual investigations.

That's nothing.

Is Liu Xiang being careless?
No, no, no, this is because he has absolute confidence in his unit. After all, who would really admit that his unit is not doing well if he is a leader who really gets things done?

It's a pity that he didn't realize it.

When facing someone like Chen Jun, you really can't be careless.

. . . . . . . . . .

Huzhou is not far from Quancheng, nearly 900 kilometers away. If you take a military aircraft, you can arrive smoothly around ten o'clock if you depart at six o'clock.

At this time, the group of people who had boarded the transport plane were dozing off in boredom in the cabin.

Li Wujie was riding in such a large transport plane for the first time and seemed particularly excited. He pulled Bian Tao aside and kept calling him "Old Bian" and asked him all kinds of questions.

In the end, Bian Tao was annoyed by the questions.

He simply rolled his eyes and ignored the chatterbox. Instead, he moved his position, came to Chen Jun and said mysteriously: "Director, you said that we should check the combat readiness awareness first, and then the combat readiness status and training situation."

"So where do we start investigating?"

Chen Jun was originally holding a military map and checking the distribution of the 92nd Brigade's garrisons. It was just a general statement that the brigade was in Quancheng, as it was still quite a distance away from the town.

In addition, due to the special terrain and many dams nearby, some of them do not require military garrisons, but some extremely important ones will have a platoon or even more soldiers assigned to guard the dam.

This type of unit is a bit similar to the Grassland Squad 5 in "Soldier Assault", because guarding the dam is a very boring job and it is a bit far away from the main unit.

It is not very restrictive in normal times, but as a military stronghold it must be defended, so this type of unit is the most suitable for supervision.

Hearing Bian Tao's question, Chen Jun stared at the 92nd Brigade's Bakou Camp, pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "The purpose of our coming here this time is not to find out something."

“The aim is to improve the current training situation of the 92nd Brigade.”

After hearing what Chen Jun said, a group of cadres who were originally a little listless and dozing off in the cabin immediately became interested.

If someone says that there is no need to find out anything, the people in the Supervisory Department will definitely believe that this is just a formality.

But few people believed what their new director Chen, who had just taken office, said.

After all, one person was able to shake up the atmosphere of the entire training department and make the entire unit look brand new in just ten days.

This kind of person is so humble, anyone who believes him is a fool.

A group of outsiders want to go to other people's units and make comments, even involving training. They can only slap the people in their units in the face if they don't produce some real evidence.

Who obeys you?
Seeing a group of people staring at him with scorching eyes, Chen Jun was speechless.

He subconsciously touched his face, wondering if he was really that untrustworthy?

However, despite his thoughts, Chen Jun acted very quickly. He immediately looked at Yu Chunlong, the person in charge of the training department who came out with him this time: "Old Yu, I remember that in the past, whether it was the inspection team going to the unit or the training department going to temporarily station at the grassroots level, you would always send an email to the unit in advance, right?"

"Yes, they will all be sent."

Yu Chunlong nodded without hesitation: "If we don't send it, we can't enter the unit. Send an email to mark the time we have passed."

"The heads of each unit will bring cadres to welcome them, which can be regarded as putting the supervision work on the table."

"Then check which troop is which. Sometimes it's randomly selected, and sometimes it's just where people take them. It depends on which one."

"Director Chen, we didn't get a haircut for this trip. Do we need one?"

"Send it. You must send it."

Chen Jun said affirmatively: "When we get to the airport, you can take some people to rest, and notify the 92nd Brigade to go to their brigade headquarters at o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Then the people from the Supervision Department followed me and set off overnight. We split into two groups. You go to the brigade headquarters, and we go to the dam guarding troops of the 92nd Brigade."

As Chen Jun spoke, he spread the map in his hand on the cabin board, took out a pencil from his pocket, and circled a place called "Niutouba".

When everyone looked closely, they suddenly felt a chill running through their bodies.

What the hell.

You said you want to monitor, so go ahead and monitor. Who is stopping you?

It's really shameless to do this thing of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, or dividing the troops into two groups.

The group of cadres sitting in the cabin all spat in their hearts but said nothing on their faces.

Just do it.

Anyway, it's not them who are being targeted. It's the Ministry of Supervision that has the power to do so.

. . . . . . . .

Chen Jun didn't know at this time that the actions of the theater training department had been known to the 92nd Brigade not long after they set out.

Fortunately, he didn't know.

Otherwise, the rectification of government agencies will not end like this.

After all, it is a unit within the military, and it is normal that some of the work involves confidentiality, if you go out to do something every time.

Before anyone here took any action, the news had already spread.

Who would feel excited?

After the 92nd Brigade received the news, Brigade Commander Liu Xiang immediately ordered all units to be on high alert. Unfortunately, the alert did not increase for long.

The brigade headquarters issued another notice, requiring that cadres from the theater training department be welcomed at the brigade headquarters at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning.

The notice was sent down to Niutouba, and it was the turn of Lou Kewei, the squad leader of the third shift of the first platoon, who was on duty at the unit gate at night.

He was still in the camp, leading the patrol diligently.

After all, as a veteran, Squad Leader Lou knew very well that if the 92nd Brigade was targeted by the inspection team, they would be sent to which unit.

Then their dam guarding troops must bear the brunt of it. Now that the notice has come down, squad leader Lou yawned with his hands covering his mouth, turned his head to look at the soldiers in the squad behind him, and waved: "Okay, it's time to go back to the dormitory to rest."

"The people from the monitoring team probably won't be here. They said they were going to the brigade headquarters."

Upon hearing what the squad leader said, a private soldier on patrol's eyes lit up.

Then he hurriedly ran to Lou Kewei and said in a low voice: "Squad leader, if the inspector is not coming, our squad will be on guard at the gate today, why don't we go out to the store and get something to eat."

"Eat, eat, eat. All you do is eat. Eat shit and go to sleep."

Squad leader Lou glared and cursed, but after he finished cursing, he also rubbed his stomach.

The private who was scolded felt even more aggrieved.

As the saying goes, the young boy eats his father out of house and door. He just came to the unit and was about 18 or 19 years old.

That's quite edible.

But I don’t know what happened recently, a platoon from the 92nd Brigade’s Logistics Battalion came to guard Niutouba.

In theory, even if the dam guarding troops are a third-class team, they receive anti-terrorism subsidies, and each person gets about 50 yuan a day.

The rule is that there must be beef at least one meal a day. Beef can be seen recently, but that’s all.

The portions are small, and the other dishes are also a bit small. It's not enough to have as much rice and steamed buns as you want.

The food is not oily.

It’s okay if I don’t eat well usually. I can just sleep till dawn, do some exercises and then have dinner.

It’s not that it’s unbearable.

But the private on duty at the gate, especially the shift near dawn, simply couldn't hold on.

Seeing that his request was not approved and being scolded by the squad leader, the private hung his head and dared not say another word.

There's nothing I can do about it, since he's just a new recruit.

No matter where they are, recruits always have the lowest say and are the least respected.

He had no choice but to touch his belly and go back to the dormitory to drink a large cup of boiled water that was on the table.

Then take off your shoes and go to bed.

I prayed silently in my heart that this night would pass quickly so that I could have dinner earlier after finishing my shift.

(End of this chapter)