The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 142 Leaving Due to Injury
"No!" The teaching assistant looked at the snowflakes and earth and rocks flying on the top of the snow mountain that was attacked by rockets, shouted a word, and ran towards the mountain. When passing by He Weijun, the teaching assistant threw He Weijun a hatred eyes, quickly ran past He Weijun's side.

He Weijun looked at the snowflakes and dust that had not dissipated on the top of the snow mountain, and his face became ugly.And quickly followed the assistant's footsteps and ran towards the snow mountain.

"Mission failure, we retreat. (Translation: Mission failure, we retreat.)" The man in the jacket looked at the Huaxia military and police within the national border, and began to retreat until he got into the car and quickly left the border area.

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When Ding Xiaojun woke up, he was lying on the hospital bed, his right leg was hanging high on the bracket at the end of the bed, and beside him was a military guard who was busy dispensing medicine for injection.

Hearing the movement, the military guard turned around and saw that Ding Xiaojun had woken up. He put down the medicine in his hand, walked to Ding Xiaojun's bed, and bent down: "Do you feel uncomfortable there now?"

"I'm stuttering, can you give me some water?" Ding Xiaojun said softly, his chapped lips already peeling.

The military guard turned around, fetched a glass of water, first put the water on the table beside Ding Xiaojun's bed, and then connected the handle to shake the head of the bed, and the head of the bed stood upright, making Ding Xiaojun half-sit and half-lying.

Ding Xiaojun took the water handed over by the military guard: "Thank you!" After saying thank you, the water glass was close to his mouth, and he drank it one gulp at a time.

In the following time, Ding Xiaojun lived in the hospital. During this period, He Weijun and the teaching assistant came to see him respectively. As for the other four good brothers, no one came.

Two weeks later, Ding Xiaojun was discharged from the hospital, but his right leg still couldn't bear the force. The little teacher who came to pick him up was very silent all the way, and Ding Xiaojun obviously felt that something was wrong.

In He Weijun's command room, the teaching assistant and He Weijun sat facing each other, holding a cigarette with long ash hanging in his hand. Extinguished, still smoking.

Suddenly, the teaching assistant raised his hand abruptly, and the ash scattered all of a sudden. The teaching assistant was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't react until the cigarette butt burned to his fingers, and threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray in front of him.

"Is there no other choice?" The teaching assistant threw away the cigarette butt and looked at He Weijun with a distressed expression on his face.

"Yes, there is no choice. The disability left by his injury can no longer bear all the special training. He can only leave." He Weijun returned to the assistant coach in a low voice.

"It's also for his own good. I mean, he doesn't belong here." After He Weijun finished speaking, he picked up the cigarette case in front of him and lit one for himself. The teaching assistant fell silent for once.

Ding Xiaojun returned to the training camp, the car passed by the training field, through the car window, Ding Xiaojun saw the familiar players, and smiled unconsciously on his face.

The car didn't stop, and drove all the way to the door of He Weijun's command room. The door was pushed open, and the little teacher led Ding Xiaojun, who was limping, into the room.

When He Weijun and the teaching assistant heard the sound of the door being pushed, they looked up together and looked at the door. The small teacher walked to the table, opened a chair for Ding Xiaojun, and signaled Ding Xiaojun to sit down.

The smell of smoke in the room was very strong, and Ding Xiaojun obviously felt that the air was filled with oppression. After Ding Xiaojun sat down, the small teacher lifted Ding Xiaojun's shoulders, turned around, and went out.

The teaching assistant looked at Ding Xiaojun, with a bitter expression on his face. He pressed the cigarette butt, stood up, and was about to go out. After taking two steps, the teaching assistant stopped again, returned to Ding Xiaojun, and pressed Ding Xiaojun's shoulder: " 501, you are a good soldier, if there is something unfair to you, I hope you can forgive me."

After the teaching assistant finished speaking, he raised his hand and left without looking back. Ding Xiaojun raised his head inexplicably, wanting to get some useful information from the teaching assistant, but when he turned his head, the teaching assistant had already arrived at the door.

Ding Xiaojun turned his head again and looked at He Weijun. He Weijun pressed the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, and the serious expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a smiling face.

"501, oh, let me call you by your name, Comrade Ding Xiaojun, you performed very well in the last operation. If you are in the regular army, you used this to protect the top secret information of the country. How do you say it?" , will also make a second-class merit, but here, in our training camp, such a task can only give you an excellent award."

After He Weijun finished speaking, he bent down and took out a box and a certificate of merit, and pushed them to Ding Xiaojun who was facing him. Ding Xiaojun thought of the little teacher's silence along the way, and also thought of the unfairness that the teaching assistant said. Hearing He Weijun's speech, originally The tense heart relaxed again.

"It turns out that the award is unfair. It's not a big deal." Ding Xiaojun thought to himself, and took the certificate of award and the box containing the medal.

Looking at the contents of the certificate, Ding Xiaojun smiled, raised his head, and looked at He Weijun opposite: "It's okay, the reward is not important, as long as the task is completed and the motherland is not damaged."

Seeing Ding Xiaojun's smile, He Weijun's face became gloomy. He really couldn't bear to say the following, so he changed the subject.

"Ding Xiaojun, here, do you have any regrets, or do you have any wishes you want to realize." He Weijun looked at Ding Xiaojun nervously, afraid that Ding Xiaojun would say something that was impossible to realize.

Ding Xiaojun thought for a while, then shook his head: "No, I have no regrets."

"No regrets, so what do you think of this place? Is there anything that you think is not perfect?" He Weijun looked at Ding Xiaojun again and asked.

"It's very good here, very good, except for the hard training." Ding Xiaojun's words caught He Wei a little off guard, and this was not the answer He Weijun wanted to hear.

He Weijun no longer made euphemistic remarks, and stopped looking at Ding Xiaojun's smiling face: "Ding Xiaojun, we, including the teachers, really want to make up for you."

"No battalion commander, these are what I should do." Ding Xiaojun immediately replied and refused when he heard the compensation.

He Weijun turned his head and looked at Ding Xiaojun: "Listen to me first, we really want to give you some compensation, because we are all afraid of being sorry for you, Ding Xiaojun, you are a good soldier, a good soldier, a The soldier we need most here, we all want to try our best to keep you, but we are soldiers, we must absolutely obey orders."

"In the last mission, your performance was very good and remarkable, but what is not perfect is that you were injured, and you may still be left with irreversible disabilities. Ding Xiaojun, I am really sorry. Your injury forced you Had to leave."

(End of this chapter)