The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 474 Entering the Experimental Ammunition Depot
Lu Xiaoqiang was a little taken aback by this question, he didn't dare to say such words casually, he was saying that his daughter-in-law was by his side.

"Honey, I haven't, my father is a good father, I won't..."

Lu Xiaoqiang was stunned in the middle of speaking, and saw the little girl jumping down on the bed with her bare feet, and ran to the bed where he was lying on in a few steps.

"What are you doing, why don't you sleep well, why are you running to our bed?
"Father, today I will let you experience sleeping with two women." The little girl said, pulled the quilt, got into the bed, and then slipped into the arms of Lu Xiaoqiang's family.

"Mom, hold me." The little girl said coquettishly to Lu Xiaoqiang's family.

"You, it's shameless for you to be coaxed at such an age."

Lu Xiaoqiang's family members said, pressing on the little girl's forehead.

"Dad, hurry up and go to bed, look, two beauties are sleeping with you, aren't you excited?"

The little girl turned sideways and made a face at Lu Xiaoqiang.

Lu Xiaoqiang was very helpless, it's no wonder he was excited, he hadn't seen his wife for a long time, and originally wanted to make out with his wife, but now he's fine, and was disturbed by this little girl.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep right away."

After Lu Xiaoqiang finished speaking, he went over and turned off the lights.

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Ding Xiaojun opened the experimental bomb warehouse and turned on the light. The whole laboratory immediately became bright. He raised his hand to cover his eyes. After getting used to the strong light in the room, he put down his hand and turned to the side. toolbox away.

The tools in the toolbox were a complete set of hand tools. These were tools from an earlier generation. He picked up one tool to look at it, then put it down and picked up another one.

After looking at all the tools, he turned his attention to the experimental bomb placed on the three-section bracket.

He looked at it for a long time, and finally he took the white anti-static overalls from the side and put them on himself, and put on anti-static gloves. He walked to the direction of the bullet gently, and pressed his hand gently superior.

For some reason, as he stroked the body with his hand, his heart felt peaceful like never before.

"The trumpeters are in place!"

He seemed to hear such a familiar slogan again, and he seemed to remember the first time he walked into the magazine, the first time he was a trumpeter.

He remembered the brilliance he had. He was assigned as the chief trumpeter first, and he was already the chief trumpeter as a private soldier. It was really worth showing off for him at that time. Trumpeter position, there has never been a trumpeter who has learned all the trumpeter positions like him.

Thinking about it now, at that time, he seemed to have lost his mind and felt that he was awesome, but at the beginning, he was really worth bragging about, because he reached the pinnacle of far surpassing all fighters at least at that time.

Similarly, he also experienced disappointment. His earliest technical battalion was reorganized. The battalion commander of Gou Ri joked about himself at the beginning. After that, he changed to a new unit. There, it was very peaceful, but at the same time very tired. .

"Xiao Ding, do you think my typing has improved?"

Ding Xiaojun seemed to see the old Wei's face again. He stroked the projectile, moved it back slightly, and gently slid his hand over the projectile.

Now, the place where he stays has been reorganized, and it has become a unit of two people. He has never thought about whether he is too predestined with 'Two'. At the end of every time, he has to return to the life of 'Two' .

But now is not the past, Lu Xiaoqiang is not Lao Wei, people have changed, mood and environment have changed, less passion, more plain.

Perhaps it was because he had experienced an adaptation, so he accepted it easily, without any feeling of great joy or sorrow.

Finally, at the tail part, he stopped. He felt that he was really tired, very tired. He couldn't tell whether he was tired mentally or physically.

He gently put his face on the projectile body, as if he wanted to listen to the inner voice of this experimental bomb, but can this soulless dead object have a heartfelt voice?
Maybe it's not soulless, or in the hearts of their technical soldiers, all projectiles have their own souls, and many people don't understand them, including himself, and he can't understand himself either.

He didn't know what kind of state of mind Lu Xiaoqiang felt when the battalion was reorganized. Perhaps, as he himself said, he knew the result from the beginning of the establishment, so he was not sad, but Ding Xiaojun didn't believe it. , This second battalion, how much Lu Xiaoqiang has paid for it, those people can see every day, familiar faces can't be with familiar faces, they all left at once, all of them left, dare to say that I am not sad.

Ding Xiaojun doesn't believe it, he only believes that people have feelings.

The second battalion is just like the self at the beginning, it had its glory, but now, it is gone, just like life, with ups and downs, infinite scenery, and naturally, there is also the bleakness of the moment.

Ding Xiaojun doesn't know why he thinks so much. Maybe it's because he's been too busy these days. This guy, when he's free, he'll think too much. Maybe he should find something for himself, he can't Let yourself be too idle.

His face was stuck to the bullet body, the bullet body that should be cold, lacked a little fire in his heart, this is very contradictory, a kind of extreme contradiction, cold is not cold, hot is not hot, this is not a matter of perception, It is a problem of the human heart, what the heart thinks, replaces the external perception.

In other words, this is a kind of self-deception, a kind of deception of unwillingness to accept reality. Human beings are complicated and cowardly by nature. When they are unwilling to accept a certain reality, they will deceive themselves.

This is related to human growth. When a child, people will only use the most direct expressions. When they are happy, they will smile, and when they are sad, they will cry. If they are afraid, when they grow up, they will put away those expressions that do not seem to represent maturity, crying and laughing. , nor will it be exiled naturally with joy or sorrow.

Slowly, they learned to hide their expressions, just like him now, all emotions are suppressed in their hearts, on the surface, they have no joys and sorrows, this is a kind of self-deception, this kind of self-deception Deceit is replaced by a nice synonym, people call it mature.

Ding Xiaojun's face was lightly attached to the projectile body, he closed his eyes, as if he was enjoying himself, but he looked very depressed, no one understood his current mood.

Quiet, quiet, the entire camp area is quiet, and the experimental bomb warehouse where he is located is even quieter, no one bothers him, except for the cold tools, here is the cold bomb body, time passed by every minute, as if A long time passed, and it seemed like only a moment passed. After he left the projectile and turned off the light in this warehouse, he retreated and walked towards the small warehouse where he spent more time with him.

(End of this chapter)