The Army reform didn't end until mid-November. During this time, Jiang Chen either commuted between the Sixth Street and the Fishbone base or stayed at the General's Mansion. When it was busy, Yao Yao would even prepare lunch boxes and send them to the Marshal's Mansion and eat them in the Marshal's office.
After more than two weeks, even Jiang Chen himself was surprised by how much enthusiasm he put into his work.
Commensurate with the effort, the return brought by the Army reform was also quite amazing.
The bloated departments were streamlined, and the communication between the corps was greatly strengthened with the General Command Center as the core. The reorganized NAC army was like a sword that was polished again, and it regained its former sharpness.
The combat effectiveness couldn't be directly observed for the time being, but at least in terms of military expenditure, the effect was quite obvious.
According to the statistics of Wang Qin, the four corps after the reform reduced the military budget by at least 13%. The newly enlisted soldiers were also fully digested into the various division-level combat units and expanded by brigades instead of being stacked in the First Division waiting for deployment like before.
In addition to the reform itself, Han Junhua, as the Chief of Staff, also made a supporting proposal.
With the expansion of NAC's territory, large-scale battles would only become fewer and fewer, and on the contrary, small-scale conflicts would intensify. Whether it was against raiders, mutated humans, cannibal tribes, or mutant groups, there would only be more opportunities for junior officers to achieve promotion.
And this also involved another issue, which was the requirement for the professional knowledge and skills of officers. If military merits were the only criterion for promotion, and the training of officers themselves was ignored, no one could guarantee that officers who were competent in small-scale operations would be competent in large-scale operations, and the "King of Soldiers" who were promoted would definitely become outstanding generals.
After all, with NAC's current level of development, it was difficult to encounter an equal opponent. It was even difficult to encounter battles above the division level, let alone battles at the corps level. There were fewer and fewer opportunities to train senior officers in actual combat.
As a result, the final result was that among the middle and upper officers of NAC, there would be a group of officers with varying qualities. Among them, there would be talented people, but there would also be idiots who didn't know anything.
To solve this problem, Han Junhua's solution was also very simple.
That was to establish a military school!
Since he couldn't train him in actual combat, he would train him in theory!
"I've discussed with Chu Nan. We're planning to rebuild a university on the site of Wanghai University with five military schools and an engineering school." Jiang Chen took out a file from the drawer and threw it on the table. He looked at Zheng Shanhe standing in front of the desk and said with a smile, "Starting tomorrow, you can report to the Sixth Street."
"How can I have a student with my meager abilities?" Hearing the arrangement, Zheng Shanhe was taken aback at first, then he hurriedly said, "I have nothing to say about fighting, but teaching —"
"I'm not asking you to be a teacher. You're the vice-principal. You'll naturally have the theory faction to worry about teaching." Jiang Chen waved his hand. "Your job is very simple. It's to focus on the ideological education of the students and the militarized management of the Military College."
The theoretical faction in Jiang Chen's mouth naturally referred to the Pan-Asian Cooperation officers from before the war and military academy professors. It would be difficult for these people to work in the military government system, but it would not be a problem for them to play a role in the education system.
"Alright, who's the principal?" Seeing that Jiang Chen had no intention of changing his mind, Zheng Shanhe smiled bitterly and accepted the arrangement.
Although it was not Zheng Shanhe's ambition to leave the military to engage in education, for him, as the captain of the guards, the general's orders were absolute.
"Principal? Do you even need to ask? "Jiang Chen smiled and pointed to himself in Zheng Shanhe's surprised eyes." Of course it's me. "
Such a critical position, of course, had to be in his hands. Even if he didn't do anything and left the work to the vice-principal and the deans of the departments, he, the general, must be the principal. After all, this was the talent training base for the future NAC military government, and its influence on the entire NAC officer system was self-evident.
Even if he didn't consider this, half of the NAC officer system would be Jiang Chen's students. That would be awesome.
After learning that the principal of this military school would be Jiang Chen himself, the remaining reluctance in Zheng Shanhe's heart disappeared. He pounded his chest with his right fist, saluted Jiang Chen, and left the general's office with his file in satisfaction.
Although he had some regrets about leaving the military system, at least he was not marginalized.
From the choice of the principal, it could be seen that the general attached great importance to this military school. Even if the position of vice-principal made him have many regrets, if he did well in the future, there would still be plenty of opportunities for promotion.
It was just that at this time, Zheng Shanhe hadn't realized how "painful" it was to work for a boss who didn't need to do anything.
After he officially took office, he would find that the so-called principal would only give a speech at the opening ceremony. As for how the entire school would operate, how to run the school, how to deal with the professors who were gossiping … These troubles that should have been the responsibility of the principal were all placed on the shoulders of the vice-principal.
Of course, these were all for the future.
…
"It's already November." Lying on the bed, holding the hot body in his arms, Jiang Chen looked out the window at the sky that was just beginning to brighten, and he couldn't help but sigh.
He remembered that it was still the end of September when he arrived. Before he knew it, almost two months had passed.
Time flew by so quickly. Jiang Chen, who had just taken a break from his busy schedule, didn't feel anything substantial.
"Yeah, you've been back for so long, but you didn't even stay at home for a few days." Her hair gently covered the redness on her cheeks. Sun Jiao laid on Jiang Chen's chest and gently bit his shoulder. She complained in a quiet voice, "You're going to leave again in a few days, right?"
"Did I say that?" Jiang Chen smiled and touched Sun Jiao's hair. "What's more, Lin Lin's research will soon have results. I'll take you there."
"What about here?" Sun Jiao looked at Jiang Chen and asked.
Yes, what about here?
Jiang Chen fell into deep thought.
He really didn't think about this problem carefully.
If he could bring the people he loved to another world, then was there really a need for this world to exist? The technology that could be excavated was almost all explored. The modern world that inherited the legacy of the Gaia civilization had much more potential than this world. Even if there were still undiscovered technologies, with advanced scientific theories as the support, it was only a matter of time before they were independently developed.
But if he just abandoned it, it would be a pity …
"You haven't thought about it yet?" Sun Jiao carefully examined Jiang Chen's face, and a smile appeared on her face.
It was her favorite expression.
From her perspective, Jiang Chen when he was in deep thought had a special attraction.
"Mhmm." Jiang Chen sighed and smiled. "I really haven't thought about it yet. How about you help me give birth to an heir? I'll pass the position of General to him? "
"You want sister to be pregnant?" Sun Jiao raised an eyebrow and teasingly hooked Jiang Chen's chin with her index finger. "Then you have to work hard."
The birds on the branches outside the window dispersed, leaving only the branches swaying up and down.
The sound of panting interrupted the whispers of love, and the dripping sweat and morning dew soaked the sheets together.
Perhaps she was disturbed by the small movements of the two. Xiaorou, who was sleeping soundly on the side, moved her nose and subconsciously licked her bright red lips. Her delicate body curled up in the quilt gently turned over.
Whether it was her expression or her movements, she was very similar to her sister.
Perhaps, at this time, she was also having a sweet dream.
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