After Vice President Lin Qingyuan left the training classroom, the atmosphere at the scene improved significantly without him watching.
Some officers in the front row began to sit casually.
The colonel who stayed to give lectures stood in front of the podium and glanced at everyone with a solemn expression. Obviously, this was not the first time he faced such a big scene. He did not show any fear. After scanning around, he put down the lesson plan in his hand.
Then he supported the desk with both hands and said loudly: "Everyone, leaders, good morning. It is a great honor for me to be able to teach you."
Chen Ming sat in the audience, listening to this set of words that he had said to countless people, let alone how many times he had said it. After a full three-minute opening remarks, he started to get down to business.
The colonel in charge of the class wrote the five characters "Army Battle Studies" on the blackboard, and then turned around and introduced to the students: "This is the subject I am teaching. My name is Yang Fengrui. I hope all comrades can listen carefully. Army Battle Studies It’s a modern army”
Yang Fengrui's teaching experience is very experienced. He has prepared lesson plans and lectures very carefully and carefully during the formal class.
Especially when talking about some issues that are difficult to explain in words, he can skillfully draw corresponding mind maps on the blackboard.
After each question, he would raise his head and glance around. Without the need for people in the audience to ask, as long as someone showed a puzzled look, he would explain the question in more detail.
It can be said that this is a very serious and responsible teacher.
The officers sitting in the classroom did not live up to his seriousness and responsibility, nor were they arrogant because their military rank was the same as Yang Fengrui's, or slightly higher.
All the students listened attentively and showed an open mind and eagerness to learn. No one put on airs or showed off to the teacher.
Because they all know that although their military ranks are high, their ability to lead troops and their achievements are outstanding among many similar positions, otherwise they will not be able to get a place for further training.
But this does not mean that in terms of theory, it can be compared to the colonel who has devoted half his life to research.
There is an order of learning, a specialization of skills, and there is no order of learning. The master is the teacher. Even at their level, they still understand.
Now that you have the opportunity to study at the National Defense University, you should not judge someone based on their military rank, but rather who has more solid knowledge.
After a class, Chen Ming didn't know how others had learned, but the notebook he brought was full of notes.
The training class had just started, and the course schedule was tight. Yang Fengrui informed him to take a ten-minute break and that other instructors would be replaced later. After the explanation, he took the lesson plan and left.
As the instructor left, Chen Ming breathed a sigh of relief, shook his slightly sore hands, and looked up at the people in the classroom.
If nothing else, many of them will be the mainstay of the strategic assault division in the future, but of course some of them will not.
A small number of them came from other military regions to take advantage of the quota, and they were gold-plated. After all, they took away many soldiers from others, so they had to give them some sweetness.
Can we give our officers a chance to further their studies?
Otherwise, it will just be a waste of time and no blood will be produced, and the battlefield level will not look good.
Chen Ming didn't know almost all the officers here. He sat far back, and no one paid attention to him after class.
Xie Canxiong lives next door to the dormitory. That old boy is a talkative guy. He is also from a unit directly under the war zone. He has his own chat partner.
No one came over to chat, but Chen Ming was happy to relax, leaning back on his chair, enjoying the quiet time on campus comfortably. The last time he went to the National University of Defense Technology, he participated in the sword-sharpening program, and it almost didn't feel like there was much class.
Participate in the entire project research process, conduct in-depth exchanges on issues between military school graduates and veterans at the grassroots level, and jointly discuss and share tactics.
Apart from overcoming the subject and getting the grades in the sword-sharpening group, there is almost no time for anything else.
If we talk about the campus life in our memories, if we have to get to the bottom of it, we might have to trace it back to the previous life.
To be honest, I didn't expect that he would be assigned to be a good student as soon as he was accepted into the Tiger Wolf Camp. It felt not bad.
Just when Chen Ming was feeling emotional, the group of colonels in front suddenly started shouting.
Chen Ming calmed down and looked over leisurely.
I saw a chubby colonel in the front row, staring at the table next to him, his brows furrowed in deep thought, his eyes seemed to be doubtful, and his expression flickered with uncertainty.
He stared at the person for more than ten seconds, and seemed to suddenly wake up. He stood up and patted the shoulder of the colonel at the table next to him. He laughed and said, "I seem to know who you are. I saw you in the military newspaper. You were the one who led the Sandhurst competition in 2015, right? Li Chaoyang, deputy brigade of the air defense brigade directly under the theater?"
As soon as these words came out, all the officers stopped talking and turned their gazes over, with more or less curiosity on their faces.
Speaking of leading a team in the Sandhurst competition, I don't think I have much of an impression. After all, although this kind of overseas competition can bring endless glory, it is not something that the officers on site will take it to heart.
But Li Chaoyang's reputation is really quite good. He has even appeared in military newspapers several times. Many people have heard of his name, but have never seen him.
Chen Ming also turned around in surprise.
He didn't usually read military reports, but he knew Li Chaoyang. He had heard of him before when he was in the 169th Brigade. He even knew his information.
Li Chaoyang, 34 years old, graduated from the Military Science and Technology University. Due to his outstanding performance in school, he was promoted to deputy company commander of the eighth company of the third tank battalion of an armored brigade in his third year at the grassroots level.
In April 2013, he participated in the Sandhurst International Military Competition held by the West Point Military Academy abroad. He and his teammates won third place in the team, two individual first places, and one third-class merit award.
I led the team again in 2015, and the contestants from the foreign West Point Military Academy who were killed were even more unable to hold their heads high.
In 2014, Mao Xiong participated in two international tank competitions, leading his team to win the best bicycle and personally winning the best physical fitness award.
At that time, he was also commended by the Jinling Military Region as: He Xiang, the American Patriotic Military Model, and the model for outstanding grassroots cadres. He was awarded first-class and second-class merit. He also participated as a special guest at the National Commendation Conference for Model Workers and Advanced Workers.
Later, he rose to prominence and was transferred to various positions many times. In his early thirties, he was already a cadre at the deputy division level of the regiment.
This is quite an explosive presence in the entire war zone, and it is also a proper protagonist in it.
At such a young age, the air defense tasks and air defense deployments in the theater were directly assigned to him, which is enough to show his trust in Li Chaoyang's ability.
Chen Ming nodded slightly. It seemed that the higher-ups had arranged for a lot of officers who were good at fighting for the Strategic Assault Division this time.
In order to hone the Red Army troops and establish strategic channels as soon as possible, even this precious knot was released.
Li Chaoyang was a relatively modest man. When he was called out so suddenly, he turned his head curiously and looked at the fat colonel who spoke first. Then he looked him up and down and asked tentatively: "Who are you?"
Seeing that he did not refuse or deny, the fat colonel who spoke first laughed and said: "It's really you. I have admired you for a long time. The theater is directly under the air defense brigade. This is a very important task and mission."
After some business exchanges, the fat colonel paused, stretched out his hand naturally, made a handshake gesture, smiled and said to Li Chaoyang: "Let me meet you, my name is Zhao Shenghu, from the Army Aviation Brigade of the 73rd Army."
Army aviation brigade?
When Chen Ming heard this, he looked at Zhao Shenghu, frowning slightly and thinking.
Ordinarily, he shouldn't know anyone from the Army Aviation Brigade of the 73rd Army. He has only been in the army for a few years and his social network is not that big.
But this name happened to be very familiar, as if he had heard it from someone before. Chen Ming's memory was amazing enough. As long as he heard the name once, he would definitely have an impression.
But I can't remember where I heard it.
However, another exclamation came from the classroom, which quickly answered the answer in Chen Ming's mind.
"Are you Zhao Shenghu from the Army Aviation Brigade of the 73rd Army?"
It was the "protagonist" Li Chaoyang who exclaimed. He looked at the other person up and down, and then quickly reached out and shook hands with each other.
At the same time, he kept nodding his head and said: "Your name is also well known to me. I didn't expect to meet you here today. It's really a pleasure to meet you."
The fat colonel Zhao Shenghu looked at each other eagerly and smiled even more happily, while many students around looked at their lover and couldn't help but show a little surprise.
Since Chen Ming was awarded the rank of officer, he either stayed at Longya Base and had little contact with the outside world, or he was busy with the staff affairs in the Third Battalion all day long, and did not read military newspapers very much. He did not know Zhao Shenghu very well, but he had a lot of affection for him. Can be forgiven.
Unlike these old guys, who have been with the army for a long time, they usually spend their time relying on Junbao when they have nothing to do. Even if they have no contact with people, it is normal for them to recognize them if they have a little reputation. .
Fat Colonel Zhao Shenghu is thirty-seven years old. Relatively speaking, he is not old among the colonels at his age, but the things he has done are sensational.
The Army and Aviation Brigade of the 73rd Army did not mention anything else. Last year, people shouted the slogan that great times call for great spirit, and lofty causes need the guidance of role models.
On the independent education platform in the military, a selection event for the top ten pioneers was held grandly.
At that time, after the selection, the war zone military newspaper had been publicizing it for a long time, and Chen Ming had only heard about it.
What are the ten pioneers, the ten notes of a strong army, the ten pioneers, the ten spiritual coordinates, the ten pioneers, and the ten bright red national flags.
Also last year, all officers and soldiers of the brigade made urgent preparations for war, accelerated transformation, overcame difficulties, bravely took the vanguard, and began transformation as a pilot unit.
A group of role models with soul, ability, blood and moral character have emerged.
Among them, there are pilots who charge forward, ordinary soldiers who work hard, and cadres who serve with sincerity. Among the selected candidates are battalion commanders who are good at fighting, sea and air swordsmen, champion technicians, avionics masters, repair craftsmen, communications pioneers, and auto repairmen. Expert, hard-core section chief, model of dedication, etc.
But don't underestimate these titles. The morale of the whole brigade and the benchmark of the whole army depend on these.
The comprehensive performance of air and space is far better than before. The soldiers of the whole brigade are very motivated, and they are even more brave in drills and operations. There is a ruthlessness from top to bottom that will not give up if the standards are not met.
And the initiator of all this is the fat colonel, Zhao Shenghu.
He has appeared in military newspapers as many times as Li Chaoyang, and has made countless military exploits, which can hardly be carried on his shoulders.
What Chen Ming knew just now was only heard intermittently from the mouths of the people next to him.
The achievements of such a flexible commander and fighter are definitely more than this.
What a good general in the army! !
Chen Ming sighed with emotion. When he combined the 169th Brigade, he met only decent officers such as Du Longfei and Zhang Jintao.
There's nothing outstanding about them, most of them are people who have age and seniority, and don't seek merit but seek no faults.
Chen Ming has no requirements for them, and he won't look down on them. As the same saying goes, if you perform your duties well and do your job well, you are a good officer.
But he is not a stupid person after all. He believes that he still needs to take half of the credit for the rapid establishment of the Tiger Wolf Battalion, the rapid designation and being the first to be included in the strategic assault division.
I originally thought that after this training, my abilities would be able to be placed in a slightly higher position and shine, or I might be given the position of a military officer and take the lead in the Red Army.
Now when he heard about the crowd coming to study, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Chen Ming also sighed and felt threatened.
And he will still be the biggest competitor within the Strategic Assault Division in the future, but Chen Ming has one good thing, that is, he is confident and not conceited.
It's better to have competition and threats. After all, it's more fun to compete with the strong. It would be a bit boring if ordinary officers with seniority were working together to make things happen.
As Xie Canxiong, an old friend I just met in the past two days, said, the Strategic Assault Division is currently the only pilot unit in the army, backed by a major war zone.
What we will face next are the heroic troops and ace troops in the entire theater. This cannot be defeated by just talking or relying on some tactical means.
Without the joint deployment of powerful military and political leaders, it is tantamount to wishful thinking for a cobbled-together Blue Army unit to defeat the ace units that are as numerous as locusts in the eastern theater.
After all, so what if your Blues have a geographical advantage? So what if we can allocate the garrison locations of the Red Army at will? In the final battle, it is still the people who fight, and it is still the will that fights.
If you want to train others, you must first grow a good mouth of steel teeth. Without this thing, you can't live anywhere.
He sat alone behind the seat, like an old man, thinking all the time.
Other officers who came to class, after hearing Zhao Shenghu and Li Chaoyang introduce each other, stepped forward one after another, introduced their units and names, and got to know each other.
Some of them may be doing it because they want to get to know more commanders and fighters in the same unit before the training is over, while others are just joining in the fun.
But there is no doubt that these people who came up from behind also attracted a few exclamations.
It's not difficult to understand. Being a colonel in the military, being around forty years old, and being able to come here for further training is a very good thing in itself.
The people who can get here are basically unknown people.
Most of them have heard of each other's name, but because of their busy military affairs, they have never met him in person.
Even in a war zone, the base of troops is huge. Even the number of senior colonels and colonels is relatively small. But with such a huge base, it is impossible to say that everyone knows each other.
Seeing a group of people introducing themselves enthusiastically, Chen Ming couldn't sit still. He couldn't help being gregarious.
It’s time to expand his network of contacts.
He stood up and walked into the crowd, like a dope-faced man, and said with a smile: "It is my honor to study with all the seniors. I would also like to introduce myself. My name is Chen Ming, from the 169th Brigade of Hesheng. I hope all seniors will take good care of me in the future.”
Chen Ming looked at them with a smile, one senior at a time, and many people smiled comfortably.
I have heard the word "chief" too many times. It feels different when someone suddenly calls me "senior" in a training classroom of the same level.
Among the people here, there are several who are about the same age as Uncle Chen Ming. If you call them senior, they can accept it calmly.
However, after enjoying these comforting calls, many people stared at Chen Ming's face, looking at his excessively young face, and then looked at the major's epaulettes on his shoulders, and many people began to chew on them. The name Chen Ming.
"Chen Ming. Chen Ming Chen. Combined with the 169th Brigade, this is the establishment of the 71st Army." Fat Colonel Zhao Shenghu muttered a few words and stared at Chen Ming again.
The impressions slowly began to overlap.
Then, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, he pointed at Chen Ming and said with a smile, "I know who you are."
"I asked you why the name Chen Ming is so familiar. You were the leader who attacked the Blue Army's No. 3 supply warehouse during this year's tri-service joint exercise. Yes, the leader of the bandit brigade."
"Bandit brigade? Chen Ming?!" Li Chaoyang stared in shock, looking him up and down.
Chen Ming used to be in the 71st Army and even made a name for himself in the Eastern Theater Command.
But that is either at the grassroots level, or it is widely circulated at the top. Middle-level leaders rarely pay attention to him, so his past deeds, such as first place in the recruit selection, being promoted to the front line, and one person defeating a team of Dragon Tooth, this kind of Things followed him after he was promoted to this level.
There is basically nothing novel about it. Who can reach this level without having some awesome past?
Apart from those things, the most famous thing is that during the joint training, he led a team to sneak attack on the Blue Army's baggage warehouse.
Then the Eighth Division of the Blue Army Tianshan complained to the director's department and personally gave him the title of bandit leader, which spread widely.
Li Chaoyang laughed loudly and patted Chen Ming on the shoulder: "It turns out that you were the one the Blue Army hated so much."
"Okay, okay, I didn't expect that during this training, we will have an extra bandit leader, haha."
Li Chaoyang laughed and joked, and the people around him laughed together. The smile was very kind, because the title of bandit leader was a very comfortable title for all officers in the Eastern Theater Command.
It's just not very friendly to the Blues.
But Chen Ming is a little numb. Damn it, you come up to introduce us, you are all outstanding representatives of this benchmark brigade, that ace brigade.
I have participated in this competition and that competition at every turn, won many trophies, and been awarded many military honors.
When it's my turn, can I remember a bandit group? ! !
It's an honor to be promoted to bandit leader? !
(End of chapter)
