The special forces had lost 13 people in the previous operations, and 15 people were transferred at the end of last year due to various reasons. The two numbers added up to a total of 28 people.
In the few operations after the synthetic division was changed, the outstanding performance of the special forces not only proved to the division, but also proved the value of their existence to the military.
On March 5th, the military officially established the designation of the "Synthetic Division Special Forces Brigade" and gave them an actual strength of 300 people.
After the order was issued, the special forces were not only adjusted to a battalion level unit, but the replenishment of soldiers was also not limited to the division. Instead, they could be selected from the entire military region.
As soldiers, how many of them did not yearn for a real battlefield and liked to train day after day? Therefore, when the news that the special forces of the synthetic division were about to be increased spread out, it caused quite a stir in the various troops under the military region.
There were too many elite soldiers and skilled soldiers who were eager to give it a try. Even many young officers were tempted.
Their own troops had become the "delicious cake" of the entire military region. This made everyone in the special forces very proud.
An Jingzhe was also very proud, but at least he could still maintain his composure on the surface. He gathered the entire team for a meeting. First, he criticized everyone's "cocky" attitude. Then, he asked everyone to brainstorm and discuss the main points of the replenishment of soldiers.
After a few days of discussion behind closed doors, an application and supplementary suggestions were submitted to the division headquarters.
The application was very simple. According to the new establishment given by the military region, the special forces were now lacking 81 people. They needed to fill the vacancy.
There were only two supplementary suggestions. They dared to propose it because there were a large number of talents in the military region who wanted to join the special forces.
After the internal discussion of the special forces, An Jingzhe proposed that under the condition of ensuring the quality of the soldiers, there was a need for professionals in two fields. Medical professionals were ranked at the top.
The previous few actual battles made everyone realize that although everyone had received battlefield first aid training, they were not professionals and did not have much practical experience.
When facing the injured, they were often "numb". Basically, they could not do what they could and could only stare at them when they could not. Therefore, there was a need for members who were truly medical professionals and had clinical experience in surgery to join.
Other than medical professionals, there were also members who specialized in computing. Actually, in this regard, the special forces did not have any rigid requirements for the time being.
It was just that the team members had probably watched too many foreign blockbusters. They always felt that there might be a day when they needed to hack the enemy's computer system, block the camera, or open an electronic door control.
There were more than a hundred votes that suggested the need for "hackers". After being nagged so much, An Jingzhe also felt that she indeed needed a few specialized people in computer science, so she filled in the blanks.
Yue Jianjun looked at the document An Jingzhe handed over and chuckled. He signed his name and transferred it to the military.
After all, this was a military region wide selection. The synthetic division did not have the authority to issue specific recruitment orders.
The application for additional members was quickly approved and circulated throughout the military region. Along with the announcement, the specific criteria for participation were also released:
Male, 20 to 28 years old, healthy and adaptable, no history of allergies or chronic diseases. Have a solid foundation in military subjects, specialize in specialized military subjects, and specialize in multiple military subjects. Medical majors and computer science majors are preferred.
Overall, the standard was simple, but it was very strict when one thought about it carefully. However, although it was strict, there were many who met the conditions in the entire military region.
In less than a week after the announcement was issued, the number of applications received by the synthetic division training department exceeded 300.
Qu Sen, who was so busy that he did not know that such a big "thing" had happened in the special forces. It was not until three special-class operators in the drone teaching team also submitted applications.
How could Qu Sen let go of such a "fun" thing like the special forces' recruitment? Especially after he had been sitting obediently in a chair for more than ten days.
After picking up the phone and finding out that there was indeed such a thing, in the blink of an eye, he "left his post" to slack off.
When Qu Sen rushed to the special forces, An Jingzhe had already embarked on a search trip with the cadres of the military's personnel department.
When the special forces recruited people, they would definitely recruit the "best", but the "best" was precious to any troop. As a result, even if many of the "best" yearned for the special forces, the units they belonged to might not necessarily let them go.
After a few rounds of ideological work, the applications that had already been written would probably have to be thrown into the trash can. Therefore, An Jingzhe, who was more cautious, quickly asked Yue Jianjun for help.
The special forces belonged to the synthetic division, so recruiting for the special forces was recruiting for the synthetic division. How could Comrade Yue not be concerned?
After receiving the request for help, he collected a list of names through various connections and channels.
Then, he helped to persuade the military's personnel department to send people. An Jingzhe put on a tiger's skin and went around the world to recruit talents.
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"That's too childish. Haven't you seen how the American special forces train in the movies? Big quagmires, minced pork, and a thick piece of wood are all necessary.
They're crawling inside, and we have to sweep them with blanks! Who's scared? Run away! "
Qu Sen had just walked into the special forces' tactical meeting room when he heard Little Six's extremely excited voice.
"Why are you using blanks to scare children? If you want to sweep, use live bullets. At least one in ten guns is loaded with live bullets. Mix it in with the gunshots and shoot. They have to be able to see it! "
"Brother Qu is here!"
"Old Qu, you're finally here!"
They didn't even need to listen to the words. Just by hearing the "wicked" content, the group of brats in the meeting room knew who had arrived. They all turned to greet him.
Qu Sen found an empty seat and sat down. Then, he came up with a rotten idea. "The minced pork idea is good, but it's too wasteful to buy fresh meat. Get some stinky meat, intestines, organs, and so on. The kind with blood. The effect will definitely be realistic! "
"That's right! Second-in-charge, quickly call the logistics center and tell them to leave some stale meat and pig offal for us! "Zheng Xiaofei, that rascal, also became spirited.
He turned to Wu Tu and said, "Cuttlefish, go back and prepare a few explosive points. When the time comes, the rotten pork and pig offal will be all over the world. Hahahaha ~"
After Zheng Xiaofei described the scene in his mind, before anyone else did anything, he was the first to laugh.
"Stop fooling around, we're talking about serious matters." Second-in-charge Qiao Shan saw that the meeting had gone off-topic and quickly signaled for everyone to be quiet.
The special forces used to select people. If a few cadres in the team took a fancy to someone, they would directly report to the division and ask for that person. This time, the scale of the recruitment suddenly became so large that no one was prepared.
There were more than 300 applications, but there were only 81 spots. The "elimination round" was unavoidable.
As for the selection criteria and elimination criteria, Comrade An Jingzhe followed the old rules and fully displayed democracy. Before he left, he only said, "Everyone, discuss together. When I come back, we'll come up with a standard!"
The task was given, but no one had set the "standard." The participants could only use the movies, dramas, novels, and imagination they had seen before to start coming up with ideas.
After a while, the discussion turned into a market.
"Old Qu, since you're here, help us come up with some ideas." Qiao Shan was also desperate and directly put his idea on Qu Sen.
"I think the idea everyone came up with just now is not bad!" Qu Sen was in a mess and said excitedly, "Those who dared to apply probably have good grades in various military subjects.
I think there are two aspects to selecting people. One is courage, and the other is teamwork. Developing some of them is patience, endurance, and brains.
We'll give them a big show at the beginning and directly eliminate those who want to slack off. Then, we'll strengthen the training while slowly selecting. Finally, we'll find the best one to keep! "
"Good idea!" Hong Nan slammed the table and gave Qu Sen a thumbs up.
"I think it's okay!" Gao Faming also expressed his opinion.
"We have to report to the division first. We can only do it after the higher-ups approve!" When the political commissar heard that this group of brats used guns, explosives, stinky meat, and water, he quickly reminded them.
"Okay, let's discuss the details. I'll write the report!" Qiao Shan was worthy of being the second-in-command. He still had a sense of responsibility and nodded happily.
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Qu Sen threw away his official work and spent most of the day in the special forces. After using all kinds of honorable reasons to fully satisfy his bad taste, he returned to the drone teaching team in satisfaction.
During dinner, when Gu Shan and the others asked Qu Sen what he was doing during the day, he said with a slightly tired and unusually serious tone, "Meeting in the tactical conference room."
Only the special forces had the tactical conference room. It was the place where the team members were assigned tasks and discussed tactics before every operation.
Although the two units were in the same courtyard and the people on both sides were very familiar with each other, the confidentiality rules were still strictly enforced. When the few old members of the drone teaching team heard this, they did not ask anymore.
However, everyone was a little worried. They thought that Qu Sen's injury had just recovered. Would he have to go on another mission?
Previously, when he was with the special forces, he went on three missions. Each mission was more dangerous than the last. If this happened two more times, Qu Sen might have to sit in a wheelchair and give lessons to the students.
However, such unlucky words could only be thought in their hearts. No one would say it out loud.
Qu Sen saw that everyone was looking at him with worried eyes. At the same time, he felt warm in his heart. He smiled broadly and said, "Why are you all looking at me? It's just a tactical conference. If I had a mission, I would still be sitting here now."
When everyone heard this, their expressions returned to normal. They ate and talked as they should.
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