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

Chapter 577: The road to becoming a colonel, glory and challenges coexist

Chen Baihua grumbled and was stubborn, unwilling to admit that Chen Jun could break his college's battle exam record.

Especially this student, who was trained by Feng Hongyi. What is the basis for Feng Hongyi's success?

How can an academy that trains cadres for border and coastal defense produce people who are more capable than the Hongdu Army Infantry Academy?
Zhang Shaoyang also knew the character of his old partner and was too lazy to talk to him. He finished smoking the cigarette and threw it into the trash can at the corner.

"Old Chen, I'm waiting to see how you chew the grenade. You're still strong despite your age. I hope you can still be so stubborn by then."

Political Commissar Zhang laughed, pushed the door open and walked into the auditorium to continue supervising the exam.

Chen Baihua was left alone with a gloomy face. He was wondering, which side is this Old Zhang from?
A young man from outside broke the record of the battle exam of his own college.

As a political commissar, would he feel proud about such a thing?
After waiting for a while, Principal Chen adjusted his military uniform and then pushed the door open and entered the auditorium.

He turned his head and glanced at Chen Jun's position in the back row.

He snorted, sat in the front row chair and continued reading the newspaper.

Time passed little by little.

At first, everyone who paid attention to Chen Jun was immersed in the assessment and had no time to pay attention to others.

After all, it is a battle assessment, and all combat conditions must be analyzed extremely thoroughly. There are even some questions that even the person who sets the questions cannot consider comprehensively.

This tests the officers' overall perspective, insight, and ability in war planning.

The reason why the combat class was set up in Hongdu this time was mainly because the National Defense University’s annual training in July had already arrived. They were organizing the training of colonels there and had no energy to respond to the elite selection in a certain war zone.

But lack of energy does not mean that the cadres of the National Defense University will not participate in marking the papers. That is to say, after the test is finished, in addition to the Hongdu Army Infantry Academy marking and grading the papers, people from the National Defense University will also supervise online.

The results can only be announced after both parties agree on them, so the level of rigor cannot be ignored.

About two and a half hours after the exam started, Chen Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief. He completed the military modeling of the third part of the test paper and checked the entire test paper.

I have to admit that the pure military calculation questions in the third part of military modeling are indeed energy-consuming. Even though Chen Jun's young body can withstand it, he still feels dizzy at this moment.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that he did not take a step-by-step approach and answered the questions too aggressively.

After all, he is a young man. It is impossible for him to be as cautious as those old colonels. He didn't answer many questions, but he spent almost ten sheets of draft paper.

Chen Jun rubbed his temples, clicked the mouse to submit without hesitation, and then raised his left hand to report.

"report!"

"Exam is over!!"

It didn't matter that Chen Jun shouted, because the auditorium was originally so quiet that only the sound of typing and the "swish swish" sound of taking notes could be heard.

In an instant, nearly a hundred people looked over here.

Ji Tong looked at Chen Jun with a constipated expression, and cursed in his heart that this kid was too good at pretending. You know, he had just entered the second stage of the battle command test.

You've handed in your paper before you've even completed your idea?

Zhang Shaoyang walked down from the stage quickly after hearing the noise, with a warm smile on his face: "Submit it when you're done, and then go back to the dormitory and wait for the battle sand table practical assessment tomorrow."

"As for the results, they will be announced before the second test tomorrow. Once you see your name on the results announcement, you can proceed to the second test."

"Yes, Chief!!"

Chen Jun raised his hand to salute, then strode out of the auditorium.

The auditorium was originally a little restless because of Chen Jun handing in his paper, but after hearing Zhang Shaoyang's words, everyone was startled and didn't even bother to look at others.

Hurry up and continue answering questions.

Zhang Shaoyang's words were clearly a reminder to everyone that only those whose names appeared on the results announcement list could proceed to the next item.

That means don’t ask those who haven’t achieved any results. Just pack your bags and go back home. You have no chance to join the combat class this time.

Not getting a result is the last bit of dignity left to them. The score may be less than 60, and 60 passing points is the threshold for being an excellent officer.

The 70% elimination rate is like a sword hanging over everyone's head, not allowing them to be distracted again.

When Chen Jun walked to the front row of the auditorium, Chen Baihua, holding a newspaper in his hand, snorted coldly, turned away and continued reading.

That guy, he captured the image of a proud little old man quite well.

Chen Jun didn't understand why the principal disliked him so much, but he could feel that the other party didn't have any ill intentions other than disliking him.

He raised his hand and touched his nose, then left the auditorium quickly, feeling somewhat guilty.

When I went downstairs, I picked up my cell phone and checked the time. It was only three o'clock in the afternoon. Many students on campus had already finished their lunch break and started their activities.

Chen Jun pondered for a moment. He didn't have time to wander around anymore. Political Commissar Zhang had made it very clear in what he said just now. In addition to the announcement of the results.

The second item tomorrow is the combat sand table practical assessment, which is also the last item of the entrance examination.

Sand table simulation is very different from the theory just now. Paper theory is nothing more than some rote memorization, plus some of your own understanding, and careful thinking.

Even if a person has no talent, as long as he sits in an officer position for a few years and receives systematic training and assessment in the military, he can easily get 30 or 40 points in this theory.

If you're lucky, 50 points is also fine.

However, sand table simulation, as a subject that further tests the battle planning ability of senior military officers, will see a leap in difficulty.

The reason is simple. For the theoretical test, you only need to type out the answers, but for the practical operation, the assessment must be based on combat conditions.

Make your own sand table and design a series of complicated battle plans including troop strength, firepower, joint logistics mechanism, communication, rescue, medical treatment, air-to-ground artillery, etc. as well as secondary combat plan.

In addition to these, you should also prepare 1~2 sets of combat backup strike plans and submit them to the referee.

In other words, campaign confrontation tests senior military officers' actual ability to design campaign plans and their ability to organize and implement them.

Does it sound like it's simple?

actually not.

Under designated terrain conditions, all theories must be combined to mobilize an army group and form an efficient, tight, and fully commanded system, while also ensuring a powerful offensive, defensive, and mechanized land group combat system.

What is involved here is not as simple as just an order or pointing and shooting.

The amount of physical calculations, battle dynamics calculations, and attack and defense conversions involved is simply enormous.

The most difficult thing is that you don’t have a whole staff of cadres to use for this kind of assessment. You have to rely on yourself to complete the entire complex command and planning of a large-scale battle, including firepower, logistics, and communications.

The 70% elimination rate of the combat squad is only a regulation, not an upper limit. As the saying goes, one general’s success is the result of the sacrifices of thousands of soldiers.

With so many colonels, even if they are admitted to the class, how many of them can really be promoted to two bars and four?

Don't forget that while you are eyeing the position above, your position is also being watched by the young officers coming later.

Taking all factors into consideration, if even 5% of people can be successfully promoted, let alone 30%, it would be a very impressive number.

You know, a colonel with two bars and four honors is called a major here, but it is not called this in other countries.

Unknowingly, Chen Jun had reached the point where he had to fight his way out of the siege in order to be promoted.

Coming out of the multimedia building, Chen Jun walked towards the dormitory while taking out his cell phone, finding Fatty He's phone number and calling.

At this time, He Yingtao had just woken up from his lunch break and was sitting in his office happily drinking tea and enjoying the air conditioning.

Hearing the sound of the phone vibrating in the drawer, Fatty He took out his phone and saw that it was Chen Jun. He was startled and quickly swiped to answer the call: "Old Chen, have you arrived at school?"

"Graduate school is exciting, haha. That place is like a vacation for you."

"It would be great if that were the case."

Chen Jun smiled bitterly: "The situation has changed this time. I will tell you later. Please organize the first and second editions of "Army Campaign Science"."

"Also send me the textbooks on 'Advanced Army Command Textbook', 'Organization and Implementation of Field Army Communications', 'Coordinated Employment of Arms', and 'On the Implementation of Joint Logistics Support in Multiple Campaign Backgrounds'."

"By the way, the General Staff has archived the firepower, logistics, and other aspects of the simulation notes. Please select the important parts and send them to my military and political mailbox."

I rely on! ! !

Fatty He listened to Chen Jun talking a lot in the receiver of the phone, which scared him.

"No, aren't you in the military graduate class? What's the matter? Do you want to bet with others on sand table practice?"

"Just those young comrades who are studying for a master's degree, please be gentle with them."

Fatty He chuckled. He thought Chen Jun was competing with the people in the military graduate class.

"I want to be gentle, but who would be gentle to me?"

Chen Jun grinned and said, "Okay, stop asking so many questions, just send it out quickly, I'm waiting for it urgently."

"Okay, just wait and see. I'll send it over within half an hour."

Hearing Fatty He's cheerful response, Chen Jun didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.

He didn't plan to tell Fatty He about the combat squad so soon. After all, this time the theater and the Army Headquarters were conducting the selection, and Fatty He knew it well.

There is no possibility for him to advance further. He is still a lieutenant colonel, a low rank but a high-ranking position as chief of staff. If there are no problems with the 179th Brigade, the higher-ups may consider promoting him this year.

If any problem arises, people may be airlifted in within minutes.

But even though we know about it, it’s better not to talk about combat squads like this. Otherwise, they are all soldiers, and Lao He is still the chief of staff.

It's hard to guarantee that you won't feel uncomfortable.

I don't know if this can save me a lot of unnecessary troubles.

The cruelty of the last-in-first-out system is not just talk, it is a result that many people need to work for a long time, sigh and adjust slowly before they can accept.

When Chen Jun arrived at the bottom of the dormitory building, he first found the cadre on duty and asked him to prepare a computer for him and send it to the dormitory on the sixth floor.

No matter what, he is a member of the combat squad, and this requirement can be met for a colonel coming to the academy.

Since the political commissar has reminded us, we can't just refuse his kindness.

After returning to the dormitory, Chen Jun cleared out the desk, put his computer in the dormitory, closed the door, and began to check his emails one by one.

With densely packed documents appearing before his eyes, Chen Jun did not even have time to rest. He took out a bottle of cooling oil from his backpack and placed it on the computer desk.

When I feel sleepy, I unscrew the lid, take a deep sniff to refresh myself, and start preparing for tomorrow’s test.

Time passed little by little.

When it was time for dinner, Chen Jun simply went downstairs to arrange for the college cadres on duty, asked them to help bring dinner, and then hurried upstairs.

Keep checking.

By almost eight o'clock in the evening, Chen Jun had written more than twenty pages of notes in the meeting notebook he carried with him, which he used to deepen his memory.

Ji Tong, Sun Zonghang, and five or six familiar colonels from the 71st Army, led by Old Sun, pushed open the door and rushed into Chen Jun's dormitory.

My goodness! A battle theory test lasted for seven or eight hours. Even a tough guy couldn’t stand it.

When the few people came in, they didn't have the usual composure as senior cadres, and their steps seemed to be almost shaky.

"Old Chen, what are you busy with? Let's go to the cafeteria to get some food and replenish our energy. I feel like my brain is running dry."

When Chen Jun heard the noise, he turned his head to take a look, then quickly stood up and said with a smile: "Sit down and take a rest first." "Where did you get your computer?"

When Ji Tong walked into the room, he found Chen Jun working hard under the lamp. They had all been in the army for many years, but he just glanced at the notes Chen Jun had taken.

I realized that this was preparation for tomorrow's assessment.

Ji Tong grinned but said nothing. After all, he knew very well how fierce this kid was. No matter what big move he made, Old Ji would not be surprised. He was truly immune to it.

But Lao Sun and the others can't do that.

I had just finished the first assessment, but when I came back I found that Chen Jun had prepared more than 20 pages of notes for the second round of assessment.

Sun Zonghang stared for a long time before shaking his head: "Hey, you can't compare people."

"We were just discussing whether the results would be announced tomorrow, and we were thinking of having a meal together later to have a good reunion."

"I didn't expect you to spend so much time preparing this. How can we eat this?"

Several people shook their heads and sighed. In the past, they had only heard about Chen Jun from hearsay and had rarely come into contact with him in their daily work.

Now it seems that people’s success is not due to luck or background. These details alone determine a lot of things.

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Chen Jun saw that something was not right, so he pulled a chair over and sat down, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and passed one to each of them: "I was just taking a look ahead of time."

"How is it, is the theoretical exam over?"

"No."

Ji Tong took Chen Jun's notes and looked through them, shaking his head slightly: "We were relatively early. We finished more than an hour ago and have been checking. When we came back just now, there were still at least 80 people in the auditorium who hadn't finished yet."

"After Principal Chen and Political Commissar Zhang left at around 6 o'clock, they didn't go back. I guess many people will leave when the results are announced tomorrow."

Ji Tong's words made everyone in the dormitory silent.

It was a surprise assessment, and no news about it was leaked beforehand. Even if it was just theoretical, the terrifying amount of calculations was not something that everyone could withstand.

Those who have not yet handed in their papers in the auditorium know roughly what is going on, even if they don't say it out loud.

At least more than half of the people were just stalling for time and were unwilling to leave.

After all, there is no specified time limit for answering questions in the campaign theory test, but the lack of a specified time limit does not mean that there is no upper limit to the test paper.

Someone like Chen Jun who could complete the task within three hours was not just trying to attract attention; he was a talented general who was truly proficient in the art of warfare and could apply it in practice.

It can be completed in about five hours, and the level is generally between 60 and 70 points, which is above excellent and is considered top-notch in the military.

Completing it in seven hours is only average and passing.

Eight hours, there is no other explanation except unwillingness, of course it does not rule out the possibility that there are some very meticulous people.

They are meticulous and considerate.

But then again, this is a front-line field unit, and someone who is this meticulous usually cannot climb to the rank of colonel.

You have to hesitate so much about your own professional knowledge. When you are commanding a war, the artillery fire is already pointing at the muzzle. Is it your turn to hesitate?
The pressure of entrance examination and the confusion about future promotion weigh on every candidate.

There was silence for a moment.

Ji Tong once again broke the silence and said, "Forget it, let's not have dinner together. Let's grit our teeth and finish the entrance examination first."

"Lao Chen, I'll take a picture of your notes with my phone, then print them out and review them with you."

"Okay, give me your military and political email address, and I'll transfer all the information to you later. Please leave your email addresses as well."

"I'll send you all the information later."

Chen Jun agreed to share the information without any hesitation.

Because there is nothing to hide.

He was not a stingy person. Putting aside the fact that everyone came from the 71st Army, the training systems in the troops were similar. If a hundred people looked at the same information, they would get a hundred different results.

Even if we meet in the examination tomorrow, it all depends on our abilities.

If you are afraid of competition, you won’t be able to climb to where you are today.

"Okay, thanks, Lao Chen."

"I won't say any more. I'll go find a computer and pass the test first."

Several of them were decisive.

Upon learning that Chen Jun had already left, they could no longer sit still. After leaving their email addresses, they hurried downstairs to start preparing.

This night.

It’s hard to count how many people were studying all night in the dormitory building, but no one lay down and took a nap as soon as they came back.

As for not being in good spirits the next day, that's all bullshit. As a front-line commander, it is normal to stay up all night to formulate combat plans on the battlefield during exercises.

There are many people in their thirties whose hair has either turned gray or half of it has fallen out.

It seems that the high-ranking field officers in the military are all very powerful and glamorous, but if you don’t get involved in it, who can know how difficult it is for them to get a chance for promotion.

How many people have been looking for opportunities for years, but eventually reached old age and had to exit the market in disgrace.

Entering the combat squad is just a name on it. You will have the opportunity to be promoted in the future. It just means you have more opportunities than others, but it does not guarantee promotion.

Even so, many colonels still tried their best to rush up.

This is because there are many colonels in a group army, and there are at most thirty major generals. If we only count the troops or political workers in various units, there are only more than twenty.

Every man has his own job, and the road to becoming a colonel is one of glory and challenge.

It's not that easy to break out of the siege.

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The next morning.

Chen Jun, who was also busy all night and had not slept, saw the slogans of students doing morning exercises beginning to be heard outside the window.

Chen Juncai turned off the computer, stretched his stiff limbs, poured out all the weak tea leaves on the table, and replaced them with a cup of strong tea.

Then he took off his clothes and ran to the bathroom to take a nice warm bath.

Put on a brand new training uniform and come out of the dormitory.

As expected, Sun Zonghang next door also had a pair of big panda eyes. He was standing at the door waiting. He must have heard the movement from Chen Jun.

Seeing that he was still in good spirits, Old Sun couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's good to be young. We old guys are competing with you in energy, and we've already lost half of our battle before we even enter the game."

"Let's go to the cafeteria to eat. The results of the theoretical examination will be announced today."

"Well, you are sure about this, right?"

Chen Jun asked with a smile.

Sun Zonghang nodded without comment and did not respond. If he was not sure, he would not be so calm. I am afraid he would have been anxious and nervous.

It's a last-in-first-out elimination system. He believes that he can't compare with a beast like Chen Jun, but he won't be eliminated to the point of being the last one in line.

Maybe everyone had been up all night and didn’t want to talk when they came out, or maybe they were just thinking about their own grades.

The two of them didn't communicate much along the way.
The situation was similar in the cafeteria. Even when people who had participated in the entrance examination yesterday met each other, they just nodded slightly tiredly, greeted each other, and then found seats to eat.

This group of colonels seemed out of place compared to the other group of positive and sunny first-class students in the cafeteria.

After everyone hurriedly finished their breakfast, they all tacitly headed straight for the multimedia building without waiting for notice.

What was different from yesterday was that when collecting mobile phones at the building’s duty post, the officers on duty clearly reminded everyone to gather in the large sand table simulation room on the fourth floor today.

Yesterday’s assessment results will also be announced in the sand table simulation room.

After hearing the news, who would dare to hesitate? Everyone was more active than the other.

Even Chen Jun quickened his pace and headed straight to the fourth floor. He also wanted to see his results from yesterday.

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the other side.

In the office of the principal of Hongdu Army Infantry Academy, Chen Baihua's face was gloomy with a hint of anger as he looked at his old partner in front of him.

Political Commissar Zhang Shaoyang was indeed in a good mood today.

He held a grenade with a wooden handle in his left hand and a round grenade in his right hand.

The smile on his face was almost overflowing.

"Haha, Lao Chen, I'm not being mean to you. You said yesterday that if Chen Jun breaks our school's record, he'll eat a grenade alive."

"Now the results are out. Chen Jun scored 88 points in the battle theory test, which is 10 points more than the 78 points recorded by our academy, and 3 points more than the highest score in the battle test of the National Defense University in the past 15 years."

"I sent someone to the logistics department early this morning to get two training shells. Do you think you prefer the long ones or the round ones?"

"Go! Go! Go."

Chen Baihua's face turned black after being squeezed. He waved his hand like a spoiled child: "Which side are you from, Lao Zhang?"

"Are you so happy that Chen Jun has good grades?"

"Nonsense, I'm not happy if he has good grades. Should I be happy if he has bad grades?" Zhang Shaoyang casually placed two grenades on the desk.

He pointed at Chen Baihua and said, "Old Chen, what do you want me to say about you?"

"What did that kid Chen Jun do to you? He just came a few days late. Didn't you also know about the Eastern Supervision last night?"

"Please stop having those bad habits of yours."

"Today is the battle simulation. The requirements given are confrontational, and the last-place elimination system is still in place."

"We have more than 180 people here in total. Nearly 50 people were eliminated yesterday. I'm afraid it will be even more severe today. You should pack up quickly and go to the simulation room to preside over today's assessment."

"After you get there, put away your stinky face. I'll go over later to see off the comrades who are leaving today."

"At least walk them to the door."

After Zhang Shaoyang finished speaking, he sighed.

Chen Baihua's face froze for a long time before he shook his head slightly and stood up to go to the multimedia building.

As fellow soldiers, the academy trains batch after batch of students who are full of dreams for the future and send them into the army.

Their responsibility is to transport, and now they watch a group of people about to leave sadly.

Even though I was mentally prepared, I couldn't bear it.

Send gifts as much as you can, even if it's just some insignificant consolation.

Zhang Shaoyang also wants to do it.

(End of this chapter)