Although there were twists and turns in the process, Zhou Changfeng's basic goal was still achieved.
The pension levels of more than a hundred officers and soldiers of the first battalion who died in action and dozens of officers and soldiers who were disabled due to injuries have been adjusted in a reasonable manner.
Now they were waiting for the main force to return to Beijing, but not long after, news arrived that the Third Hun Brigade had set off.
The border war has basically ended. The British and Indian troops in the Assam area are gradually retreating, and the several trench positions that have been dug on the front line have been abandoned. The same is true for the Ming army. Except for the 34th Division, one battalion is left to garrison Baima Gang. From the area to next year, the main force of the division and the third mixed brigade returned to Lingzhi one after another, and seized the time to move eastward out of Tibet and into Sichuan.
In less than a month, the weather will change suddenly. The land south of Uzang will be covered by heavy snow for six months of the year.
At the same time, the ammunition, food, medicine and other materials hoarded over the years have also been consumed, and the supply of more than 49,000 tons of ammunition has basically been exhausted.
The terrain conditions and climate characteristics destined the war in the Us-Zang area to be difficult and unsustainable for a long time.
"Batalion Commander, the notice from the Ministry of War has arrived."
"Notification? What notification?"
After receiving a notice from Xiao Li with a red seal from the Department of Military and Political Affairs of the Ministry of War, Zhou Changfeng learned that he was actually asked to re-study...well, actually he was required to do extra training.
The general idea was that the Navy had opened an officer training course, which was an important part of the new Marine Corps, and as the chief military officer, he naturally had to participate.
Oh, then it’s not easy to pass with a high score?
To be honest, this period of time has been quite boring, so it would be nice to have something to do to pass the time.
When the time comes to take up the post, you will be very busy.
Zhou Changfeng had already announced to the entire battalion that he would be the commander of the newly formed Second Marine Regiment in the future. No one was surprised. After all, it was completely reasonable for him to get promoted and make a fortune after winning a battle.
It would be strange if he continued to stay in the Third Hun Brigade as a battalion commander.
Most of the officers and soldiers were actually a little indifferent to his "recruitment", and only a small number of them were tempted and interested.
Nothing else, because the treatment and life of serving in the Forbidden Army are really good, and after all, there are only a few ordinary people with enterprising spirit. Most of the rest are content with the status quo, thinking that since they have participated in a war, they have made meritorious service. , future promotions will be faster than ordinary people, this is enough.
Xie Wancheng and Xue Can had relatively strong intentions. In addition, four officers, 11 non-commissioned officers, and 63 soldiers, including Zhao Rong who went to Batavia last time, also expressed their willingness to accompany Zhou Changfeng. navy.
At the same time, some of the wounded soldiers of the Third Mixed Brigade in the Army General Hospital also jointly reported the idea of transferring to the newly built Marine Corps.
What's interesting is that the military medical lieutenant named Jiang Ning also submitted an application. His reason was that only by fighting in all directions can he travel around the world and record the beautiful scenery around the world, and staying in the capital obviously cannot satisfy his ambition.
"Is it your job... to save people or to take pictures?" Zhou Changfeng asked, dumbfounded.
Jiang Ning did not hesitate and answered very decisively: "Both, they don't affect each other anyway."
Although Zhao Hanfeng, the staff officer of the Fourth Division whom he met at the Military and Political Department that day, was hesitant at first, he finally agreed after Zhou Changfeng's persuasion and deception. The Fourth Division did not hesitate and let him go happily - he was just a staff officer, he said. Not as expensive as a lot of money.
So Zhou Changfeng's Caotai team put it together in a hasty manner. It can be said that the whole journey was green and smooth.
"I heard that the Marine Corps is hard and tiring. Do you really want to go?"
"Of course, this is a place that many people want to go to. It's a dream come true."
On the evening of September 10th, on the way home, Xia Xiaoshi, who had hesitated for a long time, couldn't help asking questions, and Er Zhou Changfeng also deliberately teased her.
"Besides, if you stay in the Forbidden Army, I may not be able to support you in the future."
"I can provide for myself," Xia Xiaoshi said in a low voice with a hesitant look on her face: "Besides, there may be a war in the future, and the Marine Corps will definitely be the first to fight. How dangerous it is."
"What?" Zhou Changfeng smiled slightly and said jokingly: "Are you starting to worry about my safety?"
"Oh, I'm just... just talking, it's not enough evidence."
"Yes, yes, you are right."
After being silent for a long time, Xia Xiaoshi complained when she approached the street where her home was, "It's going to be the first day of school soon, and I'm going to be annoying again."
Recalling his own childhood, Zhou Changfeng felt the same way, and nodded: "It is true that teaching and educating people is not easy, and it is even more troublesome to discipline some little kids."
He paused, tilted his head and smiled: "When I go to the Marine Corps later, I will be busy by then. There are more than 4,000 people in the group. Just thinking about it makes people feel stressed."
"It's hard for me to handle just a few dozen people. Thousands of people..." Xia Xiaoshi felt a big headache just after thinking about it for a moment.
After sending her home, Zhou Changfeng returned to his station. In fact, for him, this was also the last day of a leisurely holiday.
The next day, the first day of mid-September, was the opening day for thousands of government-run schools all over the Ming Dynasty. It also happened to be the starting day for the Marine Corps officer training course.
This training class is set up in an office of the Navy in Zhongcheng District, adjacent to Xiaofenqiao. Not far to the north are Nanjing’s famous Bell Tower and Drum Tower. Both are ancient buildings handed down from the Hongwu period and bear witness to the development of the Ming Dynasty. The sound of the copper bell coming from there can be heard every hour.
The exterior of the training office is ordinary and unremarkable. There is a row of about a dozen poplar trees outside. The main door is Manzi Gate, and there are four guards standing on both sides of the door.
The surrounding walls and the houses within them are basically Hui-style buildings, with white walls and blue tiles. When you step inside, you will see a two-story building hanging on the top of the mountain. There are six or seven other large and small buildings around it, and there are more buildings to the west. There are two small warehouses.
The Marine Corps training class that Zhou Changfeng came to report on was directly in charge of a minister from the Admiralty of the Eastern Fleet. The officers who came to participate in the training were generally young. Those who could be transferred to the two regiments of the Marine Corps were either Young and promising, either with both ability and background.
In comparison, the 26-year-old Zhou Changfeng, who serves as the commander of a regiment with the same rank of lieutenant colonel, still seems a bit "abrupt"? Because the commander of the second regiment, Yan Chenwu, was four years older than him, and he was the nephew of the chief officer of the First Battle Fleet of the Eastern Fleet.
Since Zhou Changfeng, Xie Wancheng and other officers from the third mixed brigade came together, they were led to a small room nearby. It could be seen that there were already many officers waiting in line here, basically captains and majors, and two navy officers. Civil servants are registering them one by one.
The size of this training class is not large, only about a hundred people in total. The officers included are captain, major, and lieutenant colonel, corresponding to the chief officers of the team, battalion, and regiment respectively.
At this time, a calm male voice came from behind along with the sound of footsteps, "Are you Zhou Changfeng from the Third Hun Brigade?"
(End of chapter)
