The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 672
Back at school, Ding Xiaojun approached Song Zhigang and talked about the specific plan. Song Zhigang thought about it but was still worried and asked Ding Xiaojun to accompany him to have a look. The two of them confirmed the bridge construction proposal once, and then arranged for the vehicle to go back to buy. Steel and cement needed for bridge construction.

Ding Xiaojun decided to go back by himself. The students, led by Song Zhigang, prepared the sand needed for the bridge, that is, they dug directly from the river.

In more than two hours, Ding Xiaojun rushed back to the city, found the building materials market, and bought the steel and cement he needed. He didn't rush back to the elementary school in Nayishan District, but drove back to the camp first.

The construction of the bridge cannot be completed in one day. Considering the accommodation of the students, Ding Xiaojun had to rush back to the camp, took the tents of the shift, and loaded the cutting machine in the warehouse into the car.

Before leaving the barracks, he entrusted the remaining students to take care of Langya, mainly to feed the cubs, at least Langya didn't make him so worried.

In the past, Ding Xiaojun drove the car directly to the location where the bridge was built, that is, he and the old principal had seen the other side of the estuary. Song Zhigang also knew that if Ding Xiaojun could come, it would be the other side of the river, so he divided it up early. Half of the people came over and prepared away from the side.

After discussion, they finally decided to build an arch bridge. At the beginning, the bottom was mainly made of boulders, because there is no lifting equipment here, and everything can only be done by manpower.

Cutting steel bars has become a hassle. There are no electric wires by the river, so we can only measure the evidence, and then pull it to a nearby village, and use the electricity from the people's homes to cut it.

The lunch was prepared by the nearby villagers' homes. They also heard that the People's Liberation Army came to help build the bridge, so they spontaneously came to deliver meals.

In the afternoon, when the steel bars were in place, Ding Xiaojun led the team to make the steel frame of the bridge. With the joint efforts of all the students, the surface and base were built little by little with boulders. Song Zhigang was worried that it was not strong enough, so he still had huge stones on the foundation. Concrete made of cement and sand was used in the room.

At the end of the day, the foundation frame of the bridge was built, and after that, tents were set up to rest. Considering the humidity of the river was too heavy, the tents were set up a little far away.

In the evening, Ding Xiaojun went to the village head's house in a nearby village. He found some old clothes and cotton thread for sewing from the village head's house. He also borrowed scissors and returned to the outpost tent.

Song Zhigang happened to be out for a walk, and when he saw what Ding Xiaojun was holding, he couldn't help but froze.

"Squad Leader Ding, what are you trying to get?"

"Today, I didn't think carefully. I entered the urban area and forgot to buy some medical supplies. I saw that many of our students had minor injuries, so I had to borrow some cloth to bandage the students first. "

"It's not entirely your fault, it's also my fault, by the way, wait a minute, I'll get something." Song Zhigang said, and ran towards the village.

"What are you doing?" Ding Xiaojun couldn't help asking.

"Just wait for me to come back." Song Zhigang replied from a distance.

Ding Xiaojun didn't think too much about what Song Zhigang was going to do. He returned to the tent, looked at the slightly injured students, and couldn't bear it.

He didn't pay attention when he was busy during the day, and when he stopped to rest this time, seeing their wounds, Ding Xiaojun felt very uncomfortable.

He blamed himself very much. He was the one who bought the materials. He blamed himself for not thinking of getting in place, buying gloves and medicine and returning, which caused these students to have minor injuries.

"I'm back, come and help me." Song Zhigang's voice came from outside the tent.

Ding Xiaojun went out of the tent first, and saw Song Zhigang carrying a large porcelain jar, which was a very old jar.

"What is it?" Ding Xiaojun asked, and went to help Song Zhigang lift the big porcelain pot together.

Song Zhigang glanced at Ding Xiaojun and said, "Wine, don't you smell it properly?"

When Song Zhigang said this, Ding Xiaojun could really smell the wine, but it was mild and not very strong.

At this time, several practitioners also left the tent because of Song Zhigang's yelling. As soon as they came out, they came to help the two carry them.

Song Zhigang looked at the students who rescued the big porcelain pot in his hand, with a smile on his face, he said loudly: "You all, be careful, don't hit me."

The big porcelain pot was carried into the tent, and the student who carried the pot carefully put it down, and then called other students to come over.

"Come here, come here, drink."

Song Zhigang frowned, and kicked the student who was shouting: "What kind of wine are you drinking? Who told you to drink?"

The student took a step forward, turned back to look at Song Zhigang, and said with a smile on his face, "Captain Song, this wine is not for drinking, so why not give it to us? We can't see it, so you can bring it all for everyone to drink." Come on, it's so cold now, drink some wine, let everyone warm up."

"Go to one side, and play when it's cooler." Song Zhigang pushed the student angrily, and then said to all the students: "Come here if you are injured, line up for disinfection and bandage."

Ding Xiaojun took a look at Song Zhigang, pulled him aside, and said in a low voice, "Old Song, the wine you brought back is edible wine, which is far from medical alcohol. It will be very painful to use alcohol for disinfection. They But they are all students who just came to the army."

"What's the pain? It's for their own good. They won't let their wounds get infected. After all, they are also soldiers. Can they say they are afraid of pain? It's settled like this. The job of disinfection and bandaging will be handed over to You." Song Zhigang stepped aside after finishing speaking.

Ding Xiaojun didn't worry about anything anymore, the current situation is like this, at least he can still use wine to disinfect, which is already good.

"Everyone come around, I just happened to be telling you about the trauma dressing in the first aid in the field." Ding Xiaojun waved to the students and asked everyone to come around, just in time to take this opportunity to give all the students Attend class.

Of course, the students must have learned field first aid in the National Defense Academy, but they must have never practiced real injuries.

"On the 11th, you start first." Ding Xiaojun said to a student, this number is also the first time to teach a class, because the number was compiled for the students because of the mobile phone.

"Yes, Squad Leader Ding." The student named by Ding Xiaojun walked to Ding Xiaojun's side, stood on the spot, and stretched out his hand. At this time, there was a long cut on the back of his hand , There is still a part of the wound that is about to scab, and there is light pink thick blood on some parts.

Ding Xiaojun held his hand and looked at his face: "How did you get hurt?"

(End of this chapter)