The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 503 Never Forget
He just sat like this, and he didn't know how long he had been sitting. He no longer had the concept of time.

In short, the sky was already dark, and the room had turned gray. At this time, he walked out of the teaching team's classroom and walked towards the camp.

There are thick dark clouds in the sky, which makes him a little depressed. In the middle of the camp, the small instructor is forming a team, preparing for the night training.

Seeing Ding Xiaojun approaching from the side, he squinted and didn't pay much attention.

After the little instructor finished training, another instructor changed to explain the content of the subject, and Ding Xiaojun stood not far from the team and watched.

The little instructor walked over and stood beside Ding Xiaojun.

"Your mood is not as bad as I imagined." The little instructor said calmly to Ding Xiaojun beside him.

"In your imagination, what should my mood be like?" Ding Xiaojun looked at the team ahead and asked in a low voice.

"Anyway, it's not like this. You are so calm now, so calm that it makes people panic." The little instructor looked at the team in front again, and asked, "Looking at them, what do you think?"

Ding Xiaojun didn't answer, and it took half a minute before he opened his mouth.

"The subject I listen to is something I haven't taken before. Is it a new subject in the past few years?"

"No, it was there before, but you left before you learned it."

When the little instructor said this, he was very careful, for fear of touching Ding Xiaojun's memories of the past.

Ding Xiaojun didn't show the reaction he thought I imagined, but he seemed very calm.

"That said, I still have regrets."

The little instructor nodded: "Yes."

"Then can I participate in your special training now?" Ding Xiaojun who asked this question looked at the little instructor.

"Do you want to try?" the little instructor looked at Ding Xiaojun and asked.

Ding Xiaojun nodded: "I want to get back the lost regrets."

"Yes, of course you can participate. I allow you to participate." The little instructor did not object. In fact, Ding Xiaojun participated. No matter what the result is, it will not affect his training plan.

"Thank you!" Ding Xiaojun said, just as the team walked away.

"Xiao Ding, wait a minute." Ding Xiaojun had just walked out when the little instructor behind him stopped him.

Ding Xiaojun turned his head and looked at the little instructor: "If there is anything else, tell me."

"You must bring a weapon for special training. Tell me, what weapon do you use well?"

Ding Xiaojun thought for a while: "The one I made easy should be the wrench."

The little instructor only thought that Ding Xiaojun was joking: "A wrench is not acceptable, a wrench is not a weapon."

Ding Xiaojun shook his head: "No, the wrench is also a weapon."

"The wrench is really bad. Apart from the wrench, what else do you use? Besides all kinds of tools, I know that you have been a technical soldier for several years, and all kinds of tools make it easy for thieves to slip."

"Then feel free, anyway, almost all weapons are the same in my hands."

It sounds like all weapons are mediocre to use, but the little instructor didn't think so. He knew very well what Ding Xiaojun was capable of in the past, and what Ding Xiaojun played on the first day he just came here.

"Since you are a technical soldier, heavy weapons are definitely not available, and firearms are not suitable for you. Otherwise, you still use bows and crossbows."

"Row!"

Ding Xiaojun is not picky at all.

"Then you wait in line first, I'll get you the weapon." After the little instructor finished speaking, he turned and left.

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Ding Xiaojun walked to the back of the team. He looked at the instructors in front of him explaining and doing movements. In front of him were young special training members. Being in the middle of them, Ding Xiaojun seemed to feel that he was also young. many.

The tone of the instructor in front was almost the same as when he was there back then. He gently closed his eyes, and a long-lost feeling came over him, making him involuntarily|thinking that he was still in the devil's camp.

The little instructor came over with a bow and crossbow. Hearing the movement, Ding Xiaojun turned his head.

The little instructor handed the crossbow to Ding Xiaojun: "You haven't used it for a long time, do you remember how to use it?"

Ding Xiaojun nodded: "Never forget."

I don't know if this sentence means that he has not forgotten how to use the crossbow, or that he has not forgotten the special training experience in the past, maybe it is a combination of both.

"Be careful, pay attention to safety." The little instructor reminded softly.

Ding Xiaojun stretched out his left index finger and pointed at his military rank, intending to tell the little instructor that he was no longer a brat.

The teacher in the front didn't finish talking until the military vehicles arrived at the gate of the camp. They were four armed infantry combat vehicles. They had been in the army for ten years. This was the first time Ding Xiaojun saw an infantry combat vehicle.

The team members in front began to board the car, and Ding Xiaojun was at the end of the line. At this moment, he regretted it a little. He just wanted to re-experience the feeling of the year, and he never thought about leaving the camp and going outside.

But now it's too late to regret it, and it's what I asked for, the little instructor walked up to the instructor who led the special training team, and said to the instructor.

"He just wants to experience it, protect him, and don't let him participate in it."

"Yes, I know what to do."

Ding Xiaojun didn't know the content of the conversation between the two instructors. After he finally got on the infantry chariot, the instructor who accompanied the team also followed him and boarded the final infantry chariot.

"Are you a little nervous?"

After the infantry chariot started, the instructor looked at Ding Xiaojun with a tense face and asked.

"No, I'm not nervous, it's just that I didn't expect to leave the camp." After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the team members who had painted their faces in the car. Seeing their expressions, they seemed a little nervous.

"That comrade, that's not how oil paint is applied. Are you going to paint?" Ding Xiaojun said, looking at the soldier who was facing the car window and painting his face bit by bit. |
The soldier turned around, grinned, and handed over the paint.

"Old squad leader, do you want to use it? Here it is."

Ding Xiao took the oil paint handed over. Three oil paints of different colors were painted on the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger respectively. Then he closed his eyes, and the three fingers slanted across the entire face, The movement was capable and fast, and then he handed the paint to the soldier.

"Oil paint needs to be applied like this. You paint it little by little like that! If you don't know, I thought you were learning makeup from a little girl's house."

The team member smiled again: "Old squad leader, your speed is fast, but it is not beautiful enough. Anyway, it will take a long time to sit in the car. I can slowly draw better. Before I joined the army, my dream was to become an artist... ..."

(End of this chapter)