The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 279 Respecting Old Wei
The celebration scene suddenly became deserted. The soldiers who were listening to the lecture with wine bottles or lunch boxes full of wine turned their heads for some unknown reason, and looked at Ding Xiaojun who came in from the outside.

Ding Xiaojun didn't say anything, just walked forward step by step. The soldiers who had formed a circle in front and listened to Brigadier Fang's celebration speech felt that they had made way for Ding Xiaojun, and everyone looked at him. Him, watching him.

Ding Xiaojun walked to a table, stopped, put the half box of wine on the table, took out two bottles of beer from it with both hands, and took the two bottles of beer, he moved a step to the edge of the table, continued Walk towards Brigadier Fang.

"Let us welcome the heroes of this launch mission, everyone welcome!" Brigadier Fang looked at Ding Xiaojun and raised his hands first to applaud, followed by all the soldiers present.

The applause was very loud, covering all other sounds. Of course, there was no other sound. This is just a metaphor for the loud applause. Ding Xiaojun didn't have any influence on the applause. He walked forward and passed a folding table. , knocked the wine bottle on the side of the table with both hands.

There were two bang bangs, and the mouth of the bottle shattered in response. The sound of these two broken bottles was not loud in the applause, but all the soldiers were still stunned, not knowing what to do next.

Carrying two mouthless wine bottles, Ding Xiaojun walked up to Brigadier Fang. Lu Xiaoqiang didn't know what Ding Xiaojun was going to do. In order to prevent something that shouldn't happen, he ran out of the crowd, ran behind Ding Xiaojun and stopped him. over him.

Ding Xiaojun turned his head and glanced at Lu Xiaoqiang. Lu Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment by that expression without any emotion. What kind of expression was that, heartless, desperate, and indifferent? Through that gaze, Lu Xiaoqiang saw a kind of loneliness, A loneliness that shouldn't exist.

Ding Xiaojun shook his shoulders and shook off Lu Xiaoqiang's hand holding him. He looked at Brigadier Commander Fang, and said to Brigadier Commander Fang in a low and hoarse voice, "Can I say a few words?"

Brigadier Fang froze for a moment, then nodded, and said loudly to the audience: "Our hero wants to say a few words, everyone is welcome." Then applause rang out again.

Ding Xiaojun turned around, glanced around all the people present, the applause stopped, Ding Xiaojun said: "The launch is completed, I should be as happy as you, really, I should be happy, but I can't be happy .”

Lu Xiaoqiang pulled Ding Xiaojun and said in a low voice: "Ding Xiaojun, what are you doing? Don't say anything emotional at this time." After Lu Xiaoqiang finished speaking, he stood in front of Ding Xiaojun and looked at everyone present with a smile on his face: " This soldier, he can’t express his language well, the main reason is that he is too excited, yes, he is excited.”

Ding Xiaojun looked at the bottle and pushed Lu Xiaoqiang away: "Commander, I'm not excited, and I won't be excited. I haven't finished my sentence yet, let me finish it."

Ding Xiaojun turned his gaze to Brigadier Fang again: "Brigade Commander, I want to finish my speech, I don't want people to interrupt."

The corner of Brigadier Fang's mouth twitched, and he turned his face towards Lu Xiaoqiang, motioning for Lu Xiaoqiang to go away, then looked at Ding Xiaojun, and said clearly: "Okay, you continue to talk."

Ding Xiaojun turned to everyone again: "I can't be happy because there is one person missing here, one person who should stand here and enjoy the celebration scene together, his name is Wei Yan, a fifth-rank non-commissioned officer, a real veteran Those who are familiar with him know that he has no airs of a veteran and likes to be called Lao Wei by others. However, he is such a harmonious and accommodating person. After leaving, he left before he should have enjoyed the celebration banquet, and he fell on our knees. In front of everyone, he fell on his last live ammunition job, yes, it was the last time, because Old Wei was about to change jobs and leave, he originally..."

"Ding Xiaojun, you can do it." Brigadier Fang couldn't take it anymore, he walked to the front, grabbed the wine bottle from Ding Xiaojun's hand, and said loudly to everyone: "Old Wei is a good soldier, yes A role model for us to follow, he hasn't left because he's always in our hearts, everyone, everyone here, raise your glasses."

All the soldiers picked up the wine utensils in front of them. There were pairs of bottles, lunch boxes, and large basins. No matter what the wine utensils were, they all raised them up.

"Respect old Wei." Brigadier Fang roared loudly.

"Respect the old Wei." The shouts of all the soldiers sounded in the middle of the field, and the voice went straight into the sky. Within two kilometers around the training site, birds flew in fright.

"Respect Old Wei." When everyone's voices stopped and they poured their drinks, Ding Xiaojun also raised the wine bottle and yelled this shout that belonged only to him.

No one can really understand Ding Xiaojun's state of mind. He finished drinking the beer in the bottle in his hand, his eyes became a little confused, and he seemed to see a familiar figure belonging to Old Wei in the crowd again.

Ding Xiaojun looked at the figure, and saw that figure turned his head slowly, looked at Ding Xiaojun, and smiled at Ding Xiaojun, Ding Xiaojun smiled, and smiled at that familiar smiling face.

He walked towards the smiling face, and bumped into a stacking table with a bang, Ding Xiaojun lowered his head, quickly grabbed the stacking table that was almost overturned with both hands, raised his head again, and looked in the original direction, The smiling face that belonged to Old Wei disappeared.

Ding Xiaojun shook his head, took two bottles of beer from the unpacking table, who opened the mouth, turned around, and walked towards the dark corner outside the camp.

"Respect Old Wei." Yan Guanliang was sitting on a stone on a soldier outside the training ground, looking at the bright camp in the distance, although he didn't know what the reason for these three words was, and he didn't know either. Who is Old Wei, but he can hear the sadness in this shout.

The launch mission was completed, and he was about to leave here soon. Yan Guanliang, who was supposed to be stationed for the last night, could not go back to the barracks he was familiar with. He really wanted to go back and take a look, even if it was just for a glance, he thought Say goodbye to someone you know well.

"Brother Jun, I still owe you 317 yuan. I'm afraid I will continue to owe it." Yan Guanliang said in a low voice, and took out from his arms the half bag of kumiss left by Ding Xiaojun before he parted with Ding Xiaojun last time. , took off the stopper on the wine bag, and Yan Guanliang moved towards the bright spot.

After taking two sips of the fiery kumiss, Yan Guanliang untied his back, and poured the wine bag from his shoulders onto his back. It can be seen that the wine flowed through a blood hole on his back, and flowed with dirty blood.

(End of this chapter)