The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 1005 Over the Wall and Meeting the Leader
Ding Xiaojun refused the meal request from Xu Kai, the battalion commander of the First Technical Battalion. He said that there is still some time before the meal. Any chance of him being free?
Passing by the management camp, Ding Xiaojun looked into the camp area. The sentry guard at the gate saw Ding Xiaojun standing at the door, walked over, and asked Ding Xiaojun, "Squad leader, are you okay?"

Ding Xiaojun turned his head and asked the guard: "The old battalion commander in charge of your camp..."

The guard is just a senior soldier. He didn’t remember the old battalion commander Ding Xiaojun asked, and he really didn’t hear the old battalion commander Ding Xiaojun asked. After thinking about it, Then he replied to Ding Xiaojun: "Squad leader, I don't know who you are talking about, I have never heard of the name you mentioned."

Ding Xiaojun sighed in disappointment, then smiled back at the guard, and headed back towards the Culture and Sports Center.

Relying on his past memory, Ding Xiaojun chose a familiar path. After walking not far, he saw green sword-leaf plants on both sides of the path ahead. He walked over out of curiosity.

"No way, it's been so many years, and these are still there!" Ding Xiaojun, who bent down and checked, thought to himself.

"Don't move, the person inside, don't pick it randomly." A female soldier's voice came, Ding Xiaojun stood up, and seeing that the female soldier was talking to him, he replied: "I don't want to pick it off." , I just passed by here and wanted to take a look."

After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, he stepped forward to go out. At this time, the female soldier stretched out a hand and said to Ding Xiaojun who had just raised his feet: "Don't move, I told you not to move."

Now it's all right, Ding Xiaojun is standing on one foot, half-lifting the other foot, it doesn't matter if this foot falls, it doesn't matter if it doesn't fall.

The female soldier ran over, and when he saw the military rank on Ding Xiaojun's shoulder, he was obviously taken aback, and shouted: "Hello, squad leader!"

Ding Xiaojun smiled at the female soldier, raised his finger to his raised foot, and asked, "Look, can I move now?"

Only then did the female soldier realize that she called the veteran in front of her to stop at the wrong time, which made him stand in such a difficult position.

"Okay, squad leader, come out quickly." The female soldier stood aside, but she didn't know what to say.

Ding Xiaojun came out, stomped the soil on his feet, and then smiled and explained to the female soldier who appeared on the path: "I just took a look, curious, there is nothing to pick."

"I misunderstood you, squad leader. In fact, the pineapples growing in this piece of pineapple field are not edible. They were left by a guard veteran of this camp. Everyone in the camp will protect this pineapple field. I think the squad leader Liansheng, you should have been transferred here, and you probably don't know about it, so I'll explain it to you." The female soldier said.

Hearing this, Ding Xiaojun had another idea. He transplanted pineapples together with the cooks in the cooking class, so that he could eat the pineapples he planted in the future. , becomes a symbolic thing.

Having said that, when the pineapples were planted, it was not planted by one person. The cooking team took the lead, and it was not done by him who was left behind at that time.

"It was planted at the beginning, shouldn't it have matured long ago, wouldn't it still be growing now?" Ding Xiaojun asked the female soldier.

The female soldier smiled and said: "Of course it's not the original batch. In order to protect the pineapple field left by the veterans, it has been transplanted in many batches. Usually, our communication battalion manages it on its behalf. of."

Ding Xiaojun understood the female soldier's explanation, and he just thought, it may have been so many years, and the original pineapple is still there.

"I just passed by here and took a look curiously. Don't worry, I won't pick it." After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, he pointed to the high ground and said, "I am newly transferred to the Culture and Sports Center. I am a neighbor of your communication camp. There is nothing else. I will go back first." After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, he smiled back at the female soldier.

The female soldier watched Ding Xiaojun leave, and she thought to herself that Ding Xiaojun should be a special relationship household. He is old and assigned to the cultural and sports activity center to take care of the elderly. Of course, there is another possibility, that is, Ding Xiaojun is a key veteran , struggled for many years, and finally the leader arranged him here out of some consideration.

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Ding Xiaojun didn't care about what happened on the road at all. He didn't go through the main gate, because it was indeed a bit far away. Speaking of which, when he came out, he didn't go through the main gate. Now there is a way that saves time and distance. Why doesn't he go.

The drop between the corner of the cultural and sports center and the uphill outside is very low. In fact, one can go up there. Ding Xiaojun walked there, took a few steps, and flew up. He didn’t even step on the wall, and went straight to the lawn in the cultural and sports center. leap.

"Boom!" Landing lightly, Ding Xiaojun squatted slightly to relieve the inertia of his body. When he got up, he was stunned when he saw the person in front of him.

Who would have thought that a person who did not take an unusual path and climbed over the wall into the courtyard just ran into the brigade commander and political commissar who were looking at the scenery in the courtyard. Moreover, the person who jumped over the wall was not a young and energetic young soldier, but a A sixth-term veteran with more than 20 years of military experience.

Not only Ding Xiaojun was stunned, even the brigade commander Gou Pengfei and the brigade political commissar Li Chenggong were also stunned. They never thought that the sixth-term veteran who was supposed to be steady and calm would climb over the fence like a naughty young man .

Political commissar Li Chenggong was the first to react. He clapped his hands first, and then said, "Squad Leader Ding, your physical fitness is no better than that of a young soldier."

Only then did Ding Xiao realize that what he said seemed peaceful, but on the other hand, he was not young anymore, so he shouldn't be like a young man, messing around.

"Hello, Brigadier Commander, and Political Commissar." Ding Xiaojun, who came to his senses, quickly saluted and said hello, trying to get over the embarrassment first.

"Come with us for a walk. It's just right. Let's also take a look at this activity center. It's self-built. I haven't looked at it seriously yet." Gou Pengfei said to Ding Xiaojun lukewarmly.

After hearing this, Ding Xiaojun waved to Zhang Min who was waiting by the corridor: "Xiao Zhang, come here and help the brigade commander and political commissar lead the way. They want to see our cultural and sports center."

Zhang Min heard Ding Xiaojun's call, and just ran over when he was persuaded by the political commissar Li Chenggong to retreat. At this time, the political commissar looked at Ding Xiaojun and said, "Brigade Commander means, you walk with us..."

Ding Xiaojun replied helplessly: "Brigade Commander, Political Commissar, I have only been here for a long time, and I am not familiar with the environment yet..."

　There was a mistake in the last chapter, and it was re-edited. The chapter name has not been changed. Forgive me. Also, I paid a fee today. Xiao Hei looked at it and saw how much money he was going to spend. It was cold, and Xiao Hei looked at the supermarket sweater The discount is only 59, and I want to buy a discounted sweater without adding any money, or I will wait until next month to send it out, so I can make it up and see if I can make up enough.

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