The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 280 The Lost Soul
Ding Xiaojun nestled in the corner of the stuffy tank truck, didn't say a word, didn't even bother to move, not to mention he looked like a dead person, but at least he lost his soul, his eyes became lifeless, just like that.

The moment the car door was closed, the inside of the car was completely dark. Not long after, there was the sound of snoring. Ding Xiaozhi opened his eyes. He didn't sleep, and he didn't dare to fall asleep.

It has been two days since Old Wei left. During these two days, Ding Xiaodao never dared to really fall asleep. When he closed his eyes, he suddenly woke up. In the dark, he would always see Old Wei with his eyes closed. , with the figure holding the screw in his hand, he felt a heavy oppression pressing on him all the time.

He saw the unwillingness of that old Wei, the hands holding the screws approaching him a little bit, and the blood dripping on the operating frame.

What is even more uncomfortable is that Ding Xiaojun found that when the hand approached, his body was not under the control of his brain, and he couldn't move at all. All of Wei's unwillingness, despair and persistence were all brought into his mind.

"Ding Xiaojun, are you really going through this hurdle?" Lu Xiaoqiang knew what his soldier had gone through and what he was enduring. He also wanted to replace Ding Xiaojun and share the inner torment for him.

Ding Xiaojun in the dark seemed to see Lu Xiaoqiang who was watching him, without turning his head, he just said softly and extremely coldly: "Is there any smoke?"

As a cadre, Lu Xiaoqiang knew very well how dangerous it was to smoke in such a car, but he seemed to ignore the danger on purpose.Lu Xiaoqiang took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, fumbled and pulled out one, and with a 'pop', a small pillar of fire became very eye-catching in the dark compartment.

Lu Xiaoqiang lit the cigarette, took a puff of the cigarette, and handed the lit cigarette to Ding Xiaojun: "Be careful, don't ignite the cardboard on the ground. In fact, smoking is useless. I tried it once. It’s really useless, it’s like using wine to get rid of your sorrows, it can’t solve your sorrows, but it will make your sorrows add to your sorrows.”

Ding Xiaojun was so unmoved, he still grabbed the cigarette with the open flame, put it in his mouth, took a puff and then stopped, then turned to Lu Xiaoqiang again, and after lighting two come.

Although Lu Xiaoqiang didn't know what Ding Xiaodao wanted to do, he took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out two cigarettes, and handed them to Ding Xiaodao. It can be vaguely seen in the space.

Ding Xiaozhi stretched out his hand, took the two cigarettes that Lu Xiaoqiang handed over, put them into his mouth together, put the lighted cigarettes on the two cigarettes in his mouth, inhaled and inhaled, and soon, The two cigarettes were also lit, and Ding Xiaojun exhaled the choking smoke ring, placed the three burning cigarettes side by side, and then opened his eyes to watch the green smoke rising.

"He could have lived a good life, but he is missing. He is stupid, even more stupid than me. I also know what he insisted on in the end, because he is the same as me. This is not what I want to see. But just let me see it, I am very sad and very sad, no one can understand my current heart, not even myself." Ding Xiaojun said very calmly, as if standing on the side of all things Like the outside world, the language makes people feel cold.

Lu Xiaoqiang knew that Ding Xiaojun was stimulated too much and too intensely. He was only living in his own world. If he really comes out, he will always be so stubborn to the end that he can't tell right from wrong.

Lu Xiaoqiang was very worried about Ding Xiaozhi's current state, and he couldn't help asking himself: How can I help him, how can I get him out of this shadow. "

Lu Xiaoqiang couldn't find the answer himself. He also wanted to try to put himself in the perspective of a soldier to feel and imagine how he would get out of the predicament. Unfortunately, Lu Xiaoqiang was not a soldier. I have been in the position for a long time, and I can't put the mood of a soldier who is wounded in his heart.

"What should I do to you? Ding Xiaoqiang." Lu Xiaoqiang finally understood that this was a thorny problem that he could not solve.

The launch mission was successfully completed, and Ding Xiaojun became a hero. This was originally something to be celebrated, but what is not perfect is this meritorious deed. changed.

Lu Xiaoqiang looked at Ding Xiaoqiang, who was holding three burning cigarettes and entered into some kind of superstitious behavior, he shook his head and said to himself: "He doesn't have any desire to fight, if he did, he would choose to stay He is still too young to control his emotions well, but there is no doubt that he is a good soldier and a fighter with great affection, but his heart is still very fragile .”

Zhang Xueqiang gently crawled to Lu Xiaoqiang's side, looked at Ding Xiaojun who was the envoy, and asked softly: "Battle Commander, Xiao Hei should be fine, I think his state is a bit scary."

"Oh! I forgot. You are still good friends. You used to be a brother in the same group. How about you come and persuade him so that he can get out of the shadow as soon as possible. To be honest, I am also afraid of his current appearance." Lu Xiaoqiang recognized Zhang Xueqiang's voice, turned his lower body, and patted Zhang Xueqiang's shoulder alone.

"Battalion Commander, I can't help it. Xiao Hei is a person with a different way of thinking. No one really knows what he thinks in his heart and what he wants to do. Although I have stayed with him for a while, we have never been together. I can't do your job without going to his heart." Zhang Xueqiang waved his hand to talk, but the light was dim, Lu Xiaoqiang didn't see Zhang Xueqiang waving his hand.

Lu Xiaoqiang looked at the cigarette burning in Ding Xiaojun's hand, and he fell into deep thought: "I have never stayed in those old troops, and sometimes I can't understand the feelings in those old troops. When Ding Xiaojun was a recruit, I would I noticed him, and I know all his experiences before the special training. It’s just that I really don’t understand how two soldiers who have been together for only a few months and are not in the same age group can build such a deep bond. Emotional, for example, you, you are also his friend, but I dare say, if you are the one who died."

"Battalion Commander, I express my opinion on your insinuating words. You are disrespecting me. I strongly ask you to be modest." As soon as Zhang Xueqiang finished speaking, he felt a heavy blow in his stomach. Xiaoqiang kicked himself in the stomach.

(End of this chapter)