The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 671 The Incomprehensible Handover Ceremony

The student carrying the camera glanced at Ding Xiaojun, who was watching him from the shore, and didn't give him any good looks, but Ding Xiaojun didn't care, he only thought that the student was tired of carrying the machine.

Only when the student reached the shore, Ding Xiaojun stretched out his hand to help the student hold the camera, but the student still didn't look good, and didn't even say thank you.

Ding Xiaojun just smiled, and while the photographer was changing shoes, he approached the student's ear and said softly to the student: "The reporter is 23 years old and just graduated, you are a soldier, you have to behave Be more cautious, don't rush over like you did at the beginning, everything is the same as fighting, you must first grasp the specific information, know yourself and the enemy, and you will not be in danger in a hundred battles."

After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, he patted the student on the shoulder again, then turned around and left.

"Thank you, Squad Leader Ding." The student said with a grin.

"Hurry up and get to work." Ding Xiaojun said without looking back, and he didn't know who he was speaking to.

"Master, let's catch up quickly." The student happily picked up the camera again, said to the photographer, and chased in the direction of Ding Xiaojun.

"Slow down, be careful of my precious machine." The photographer shouted at the student, and he also chased after him.

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More than three minutes later, Song Zhigang led the students to the elementary school. Looking at it with wide eyes, the elementary school here is much larger than the elementary school where Wang Yan is, and it is also much better than the elementary school where Wang Yan was. , but it is just a little bit better. Compared with the school Ding Xiaojun thought of, it is still not much worse.

"Everyone wait first." At the gate of the school, Song Zhigang stopped the team, and then he entered the school alone, and went in first to greet the school leaders.

After a while, Song Zhigang came out with an old man. As soon as the two came out, Song Zhigang called Ding Xiaojun to introduce him.

After being introduced, I found out that the old man Song Zhigang brought was the principal of the school. Ding Xiaojun and Song Zhigang explained their purpose of coming. In addition to sending wheelchairs to the school's disabled teachers, they also wanted to see what the school needed their help to do.

The elementary school teacher was also reluctant to say that there was a need for help. He just asked them to look around and see if there was anything that could be rectified. With them, they decided to clean it up.

Ding Xiaojun and Song Zhigang also knew that the principal was too embarrassed to speak up, and since that was the case, it was up to them to decide.

After a simple meeting, it was the handover ceremony of the wheelchair. Yes, it was a ceremony. Ding Xiaojun didn't understand what Song Zhigang and the principal meant. It was just a wheelchair, something worthless, and what kind of handover ceremony was needed , which is too official.

The female reporter collected the contest ceremony, and what she said would be broadcast on the news of the local TV station.

After the handover ceremony was over, Ding Xiaojun approached the old principal again.

"Old principal, I heard that many students from our side have to cross the river outside to go to school. This is very dangerous. Didn't our side ask the government to build a bridge?" Ding Xiao said to that asked the old principal.

"Comrade, you have also seen that our side is affected by natural conditions, and the transportation is inconvenient. If we really want to build a bridge, the price will not be small. Before, in Shangkou Valley, villagers from several villages worked together to build a bridge. The bamboo bridge was washed away by floods a few years ago." The old principal sighed after finishing speaking.

"Build the bridge, can you take me there to see it?" Ding Xiaojun asked again.

"Of course, it's not far away. I'll take you there now." The old headmaster was very positive. In his opinion, the People's Liberation Army can say that, so they naturally want to help them build bridges. If that's the case, It will be much more reassuring for the children on the other side of the river to go to school in the future.

Ding Xiaojun followed the old principal out of the school, walked in the opposite direction for a distance, then turned outside, and came to the river again. Compared with the port when he came here, it is indeed farther away from the school!I'm closer.

Ding Xiaojun went to the river to have a look, and found that the estuary here is a cliff with a drop of about three meters, with stone cliffs on both sides. This is indeed more suitable for building bridges than the river below. Only the width of the river, here is Narrow is not a star and a half.

"From this side to the other side, the width at the top is less than eight meters, which is a little more than seven meters. The width of the river below is a little narrower, but this is also the place where the current is the fastest." The old principal stood beside Ding Xiaojun and explained.

Ding Xiaojun raised his thumb, closed one eye, stretched his thumb forward, and visually inspected it. It was roughly as wide as the old principal said.

"Old principal, let me ask how far is the nearest town to us." Ding Xiaojun thought, if a bridge is to be built, it should be built at one time, at least a bridge with a reinforced concrete structure will be built. of durable.

"The nearest town is less than ten kilometers away from here. It's just a few kilometers away from our school's path over the mountain." The old headmaster turned his head and pointed to the direction behind the school.

Ding Xiaojun looked at the direction of the old principal's finger, and couldn't help frowning. That was not the direction they came from, and their military vehicles couldn't drive there.

"Old principal, on the other side of the river, how far is the nearest town over there?" Ding Xiaojun asked once.

"That side is the closest to the county seat, but it's not easy to go, and you have to climb over a mountain. If you have to go that side, I still suggest going directly to the city. It’s a few kilometers away, but the traffic there is good and there are many cars.” After thinking for a while, the old principal said to Ding Xiao.

Ding Xiaojun knew that they were coming from that direction to the city, but the road was not close, nearly fifty kilometers, and it took more than an hour to drive (the road in the mountainous area of ​​Yun Province is curved, and the speed of the cart can be slow. Can't get up soon.).

"Then let's go back, I've seen it here." After Ding Xiaojun said to the old principal, he turned and walked back.

It’s just that Ding Xiaojun just asked about the surrounding situation, and never said whether the bridge will be built or not. The old principal was also in a state of anxiety, and wanted to ask Ding Xiaojun for an exact answer right away, but He couldn't hide his face.

"Old principal, can the sand by the river be used? There will be no owner." Ding Xiaojun suddenly asked while walking.

Hearing this, the old headmaster's frown suddenly relaxed. When Ding Xiaojun asked this, it meant that the construction of the bridge was almost inseparable.

"Use it casually, no one will allow it. Of course, if it is said that it has an owner, then it really has an owner. This is all owned by the state, don't you think so?"

(End of this chapter)