Many people had never thought about what it meant to be promoted during military service. After all, military service only lasted one year. If it had been during the early days of the New Era, when military service was still a two-year system, such cases were not uncommon. However, most of them happened during the second year of military service. For ordinary people to be promoted quickly, two third-class meritorious deeds would make the most of it. For someone like Fang Zhao, who had not graduated from military school and had just started his military service, to be promoted with just one third-class meritorious deed was extremely rare. That was why Shanta and the others had said that they were making an exception and promoting him. They wanted to set an example and set a benchmark.
It had been many years since he had seen such a good opportunity. Of course, he had to grasp it well. And the reaction online was indeed huge.
"Second Lieutenant aside, I don't know if you guys have noticed that the gun in Fang Zhao's hand is different from the one he was given this morning. The serial number is different. I didn't see all the serial numbers, but the first letter was different. "
"Speaking of which, if he were to be promoted directly, according to the regulations, he would be able to carry a gun. Hmm, a gun that belongs to him. After he retires, he would be able to apply to legally carry a gun."
"Legal gun permit!?" This matter attracted a lot of people's attention.
"So, even if I retire from the army, I can carry a gun with me everywhere I go?"
"Slightly tricky!"
"You're making me want to serve in the military. I've signed up for a martial arts specialty class before. With my martial arts foundation, I might be able to get some military merits. Once I retire, I'll be able to legally carry a gun!" Those who had some real ability were already thinking about it. If Fang Zhao could achieve meritorious service and be promoted, they probably wouldn't be any worse off than Fang Zhao.
"I'm already in my second year of university. I plan to apply for military service in October. I originally had other plans, but now, I've changed my mind!"
"Same, I have changed my mind. Luckily, the registration has not started yet. When the time comes, I want to register for planet Baiji! Go and become comrades with Fang Zhao! "
"Don't be hot-headed. Young people are always impulsive! Do you know how tough military service is? If you have the ability, you should find an easier place to serve. "Some people who had served in difficult areas advised.
"This is called being hot-headed? No! This was a sense of responsibility! This was a sense of honor! I want to contribute to the construction of planet Baiji. I want to contribute to the great cause of immigration! I'm not afraid of terrorist attacks. The only reason I want to go there is because my blood is still warm and my heart is still burning. Every breath I take carries with it a mission! "
"The one in front, you're the one with too much drama! Even actors aren't as engrossed as you are! "
"Actually, how can there be so many terrorist attacks? As long as you make some contributions and perform well, you might even be able to get some substantial benefits when you retire after a year. Planet Baiji is about to enter the construction phase and lacks manpower. This is a rare opportunity. "
"That's right. Furthermore, they don't have to be strong in terms of martial prowess. Their skills are fine too. Now that planet Baiji is under construction, it is the time to earn some merits. Talented people who dabble in technology can also give it a try. I graduated from a famous school in Huangzhou and majored in communications technology. I feel that I can fight for it."
Regardless of how often recruitment propaganda and military service education had been used in the past, regardless of how many outstanding examples had been produced, if there were no examples that were close to reality, no tangible benefits, and no sufficient attention and publicity, most young people in the New Era did not care. When it came to military service, no one was willing to take risks or suffer. But when the incident with Fang Zhao came out, it felt like something that had happened right beside him, and he felt even more deeply.
Many people might not have a military complex, and they might not really have a sense of mission. Their sudden hot-bloodedness was actually a kind of yearning for power, a kind of worship towards the strong. Fang Zhao's example had merely reignited the fire in their hearts.
Especially people in the gaming circles, this was especially profound. Their backs were stiff and they could forcefully strike back against the nitpicking of outsiders in the gaming circles. There was a kind of pride, but at the same time, there was also a kind of longing.
People who were active in the virtual world and the real world always disliked each other. In the eyes of most people, the virtual world and the real world were completely segregated. The gods of the virtual world and the kings of the real world had nothing to do with each other. But now, Fang Zhao was like a mystical point that blurred the boundaries between the virtual world and the real world.
Very quickly, Fang Zhao's new photo was released and pushed by various popular media outlets.
This was not the operation of an entertainment company, nor was it the power of gossip among netizens. It was a push from the government!
The thinking of the leaders was like this: Aren't you all idol-chasing? This time, I won't stop you. Chase to your heart's content! If you chase, you will be rewarded!
Local television stations, online television stations, and various major entertainment and non-entertainment media outlets all had reports on this.
In a newly released article, a critic used Fang Zhao's deeds as an example to analyze the "power of idols." In the article, he even jokingly mentioned, "I'm afraid that the number of applicants for military service on planet Baiji in October will explode."
As for those in the entertainment circles who were hostile to Fang Zhao, they did not feel so good. They realized that just a week after the terrorist attack, Fang Zhao was in the headlines again! And it was f * cking government-licensed headlines! Even hiring Internet Water Army would be difficult to suppress!
On the 50th floor of Silver Wing Tower.
While the rest of the department was in a heated discussion, Zuo Yu received a piece of news. He had been informed that he was going to have a new colleague.
Zuo Yu sighed. "A newcomer is coming to our department?
Why didn't I know about it? " Zu Wen was puzzled when he heard Zuo Yu mention it.
The department had grown and developed, and Zu Wen's position had also been promoted. Usually, he would have received news of this sort of personnel change first, but he had not.
Zuo Yu raised his head and explained, "It's not you guys, it's me. Strictly speaking, I don't belong to the virtual projects department. I only have one boss, and that is Fang Zhao. He pays my salary."
"Boss is recruiting a newcomer? Isn't he doing his military service? "Zu Wen and the others were also curious.
"Yeah, he just started his military service and already got a new bodyguard." Zuo Yu suddenly felt a sense of urgency. He decided to find some old comrades to spar with. What if he could not beat his new colleague? Wouldn't that be a disgrace to the special forces?
A few days later, Yanbei retirement facility.
Great-grandfather Fang had received a package. On the mailing list, it was from planet Baiji. When he saw the message, Great-grandfather Fang did not bother chatting idly with the other seniors in the retirement facility. He hurriedly called his wife and impatiently returned to the house to open the package.
The first thing they opened was the box containing the military medal. When they saw the third-class merit medal, Great-grandfather and Great-grandmother Fang's eyes narrowed in smiles.
"Third-class merit!"
Actually, after seeing the news of Fang Zhao's promotion, the two elders had guessed that there would definitely be such a medal. However, thinking was just thinking. They had not expected that Fang Zhao would mail the medal directly to them.
They had quite a few third-class merit medals themselves, and they did not stand out among the second-class and first-class merit medals. However, the medal in front of them was different. They had not expected that the first person to receive a third-class merit medal among their descendants would actually be the great-grandson of a celebrity.
"What about the other one? What's the other one? "Great-grandmother Fang urged from the side.
"What's the hurry? I'm opening it right now..."
Great-grandfather Fang grumbled, but his hands did not slow down. He opened the second box and was stunned when he saw the familiar black body of the gun.
After a short while, Great-grandfather Fang reached out and took the gun out of the box. His fingers caressed the black body of the gun.
The gun carried a faint smell of smoke and blood. For the two elders, this was a familiar battlefield smell that they had not seen for a long time.
Great-grandfather Fang's voice was slightly shaky and hoarse. "The bullets have all been used up."
Of course, they knew what would happen after the bullets were used up. Because they knew, they felt both proud and heartbroken when they saw the military medal. Third-class merits were something that people who had been through it knew. That was also something that had been fought for with one's life.
When they thought about their artistic great-grandson, Great-grandfather Fang and Great-grandmother Fang's emotions were rather complicated. They smiled and wanted to cry, but their hearts ached for their little great-grandson!
After calming down with great difficulty, Great-grandfather Fang could not help but want to find someone to share, but when he looked at the time, he realized that it was already a little late. It was not suitable to disturb others, but he was excited and wanted to go out to brag, but Great-grandmother Fang pulled him back.
Great-grandfather Fang paced around the house a few times. It would be hard not to share this feeling.
"Why don't you post it online?" Great-grandmother Fang suggested.
"Right, there's also the internet!"
Great-grandfather Fang logged onto the social media platform that he rarely used and posted a hardcover photo of the third-class merit medal.
The two elders had taken an hour to get this photo. It was accompanied by a seemingly calm caption: Just received a package from great-grandson from planet Baiji.
Not long after it was posted, it was reposted.
The first to repost it was Silver Wing gaming department manager Wayne. During Fiery Bird's annual gala, Wayne had sat together with Fang Zhao and found out that the "Treasured Blade Not Getting Old" who had made the bid at the auction was Great-Grandfather Fang. He had even specially searched on social media platforms and really found Great-Grandfather Fang's account and followed him. However, Great-grandfather Fang had not posted a new status, so Wayne had forgotten about it.
Tonight, when he had been browsing entertainment news, he had seen the account of "treasured blade" suddenly pop up. Only then did he remember who this person was. When he looked at the other party's post, he realized that this should be Fang Zhao's third-class merit medal. He had just seen people online discussing why Fang Zhao had not been promoted and whether the medal was fake. Here it was, reposting it decisively!
Not many people paid attention to Great-grandfather Fang, but as the manager of Silver Wing's gaming department, there were many people who paid attention to Wayne, and they were all big shots in Silver Wing's gaming department.
Jinro, Dorrian, Milo, Schwarzer, and the others also reposted it. Schwarzer did not forget to bootlick at this time. When he reposted, he even added a line: "Boss is mighty!"
When they reposted it, even more people saw it. All sorts of entertainment media caught wind of the news. Coupled with the recent heated discussion, as the reposting went on, it became a trending topic.
The number of reposts broke five digits in less than half an hour. Great-grandfather Fang, who had been startled, got up to drink a glass of water. When he returned, he opened the page with a trembling finger. Ha! Six digits! It rose faster and faster!
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