After chewing out Bai Zhipeng, the Old Commander turned back to Jiang Yan Hai. "You won't need to hide your rank anymore. Go home for the New Year in uniform."
"Huh?" Jiang Yan Hai looked somewhat bewildered.
"Enough. You look much more mature now than before. Ordinary people won't be able to tell your age anyway, so that settles it. Since we dared to give it to you, there's nothing shameful about it." The Old Commander smiled.
"Yes!" Jiang Yan Hai did not particularly care. Major, Lieutenant Colonel, Colonel—it was all the same to him. Nothing he did had ever matched his rank anyway, so it did not matter what rank he held.
"Go back and celebrate the Spring Festival first. After the festival, you can begin the recruitment work you requested. However, send your list to each military theater in advance. If you have a template for the notice you need, give it to them. If not, have their staff officers draft one for you," the Old Commander said seriously.
"Yes, understood!" Jiang Yan Hai immediately nodded seriously. "Some of the training may be extremely dangerous. What do you think?"
"For that matter, make sure the recruits fully understand it. If they fear death, they shouldn't enlist." The Old Commander fell silent for a moment before nodding.
Sometimes, certain decisions had to be made.
"Yes!"
After the meeting ended, Jiang Yan Hai bid farewell to the generals one by one. Speaking of which, some of the candidates selected for the second batch would probably be soldiers under these generals. For now, though, Jiang Yan Hai did not know whether they would be informed.
No one was causing trouble for Jiang Yan Hai at the moment. Perhaps they did not know much about it either.
After leaving National Defense University,