The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 714 Squad leader Ding seems to be crying

"If there are technical problems, I think you can find any of these students better than me. Their skills and knowledge are all good. I will, and they will too. If you really encounter problems, I'm afraid you can find them I'm not here anymore." Ding Xiaojun said with a smile on his face and a calm tone.

Hearing Ding Xiaojun's words, Song Zhigang was immediately stunned. He turned around and looked at Ding Xiaojun seriously: "Squad Leader Ding, what do you mean by that? Is it possible that you are going to be transferred?"

Ding Xiaojun shook his head with a smile: "No, I'm not a big-connected person, so I can adjust it if I want to."

"Then what do you mean?" Song Zhigang was even more puzzled.

Ding Xiaojun raised his head and looked at the sky. The weather was fine at this time, and there were only patches of white clouds hanging in the sky, embellishing the blue sky with color.

"Old Song, do you know how many years I have been in the army?" Ding Xiaojun turned his head, looked at Song Zhigang, and asked peacefully.

"I'm No. 11 this year, but you are a year earlier than me. After counting, this year is No. 12." Song Zhigang finished speaking, as if thinking of something, he looked at Ding Xiaojun's face with an ugly expression stand up.

"Yeah, it's been 12 years. Over the years, I have lived a mediocre life, and I haven't made any achievements. You also know that after the third level, there is a hurdle, and few people can pass it." Ding Xiaojun said softly, When he said this, he didn't look at Song Zhigang, as if he was talking to himself.

"Squad Leader Ding, are you going to retire?" Song Zhigang looked at Ding Xiaojun with an unbelievable expression.

Ding Xiaojun shook his head: "At this stage of being a soldier, you should be a little bit prepared. It's not easy to transfer to the fourth level. That's all right, let's not talk about it. Let me help you carry your luggage."

Song Zhigang looked at Ding Xiaojun who had returned to normal. He was really not used to it. In fact, he also knew very well that although the third-level non-commissioned officer was only the beginning of the middle-level non-commissioned officer in the army, it was also the peak of most soldiers. It is really too difficult to go to the fourth level.

After picking up the luggage, Ding Xiaojun saw that Song Zhigang was in a daze and couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder: "What are you thinking, let's go, don't let the students wait for you for too long."

After finishing speaking, Ding Xiaojun took the lead and walked out with his luggage.

"Squad Leader Ding, if you really want to leave the army, tell me so I can come back to see you off." Song Zhigang took two quick steps, caught up with Ding Xiaojun, and said earnestly.

He didn't know what words to use to comfort Ding Xiaojun, after all, he hadn't retired yet, so that feeling wasn't strong enough.

"Okay, I'll let you know when I'm leaving the army." Ding Xiaojun replied casually.

The trainees have already lined up outside, as neat and uniform as when they came, but the difference is that they are no longer young, and they all have the rank of lieutenant with stars on their shoulders.

When Ding Xiaojun arrived in front of the queue, the students in the queue looked like heroes being paraded, each with their heads up and their chests upright. Ding Xiaojun saw from the head to the tail of the queue, and from the tail to the head of the queue.

The students also looked at Ding Xiaojun with the same eyes and eyes, watching the black-faced squad leader who was strict with them at the beginning, but took care of them carefully after the fact. After parting, perhaps there should be a lot to say, but none of them people react in any way.

Ding Xiaojun put down Song Zhigang's bag, he stepped up to the front of the student, raised his hand to straighten the student's collar, the student trembled, and when he was about to say something, Ding Xiaojun had already walked to the next student in front of.

Ding Xiaojun stretched his clothes vigorously to the next student, and then patted that student on the shoulder.

He continued to walk back, sorting out each student, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

Every student also endured. They wanted to vent their emotions, but no one set an example first.

As for the last student, that student also came from a poor family in this row of students Li Weiyi, and he also didn't have a mobile phone. Ding Xiaojun walked up to him, but he didn't help him tidy up his clothes as before. His outstretched hands Wipe the student's arm from top to bottom vigorously, and said softly: "From now on, you have to be more confident. Standing at the end of the row with such a big man is not what it should be like in the army. You have to be confident." stand up."

"I will be the squad leader." The student said, the corner of his mouth twitched, and a feeling of wanting to cry welled up.

Seeing the student's reaction, Ding Xiaojun said in a more serious tone: "Soldiers don't cry, don't shed tears."

"Squad leader, I didn't cry." After the student finished speaking, tears flowed down his cheeks.

Ding Xiaojun patted him on the shoulder, turned around, strode out of the queue, returned to Song Zhigang's side, turned his back to the students, and waved at Song Zhigang.

"Hurry up and take it away, hurry up, I really don't want to see these rookies anymore."

"They are no longer rookies. You taught them better than me." Song Zhigang deliberately used words to stimulate Ding Xiaojun, so that he could face up to these students and stop suppressing his heavy burden of separation.

"In my eyes, I'm a rookie. Hurry up and get your people out." After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, he waved his hand again.

"Aren't you giving away?" Song Zhigang tried to persuade Ding Xiaojun again.

"Get out, I don't even want to watch you now." After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, he took a step and walked towards the duty room without any regrets.

Seeing that Ding Xiaojun returned to the duty room and closed the door of the duty room with a bang, Song Zhigang looked at the students.

"Turn right, walk together, board the car!"

Ding Xiaojun in the duty room stood in front of the window, gently opened the curtain with his hand, and looked straight at the students who were boarding the car.

When the car started and drove out of the gate of the camp, Ding Xiaojun suddenly moved. He opened the door of the duty room and rushed straight to the gate of the camp.

The car didn't stop, Ding Xiaojun chased to the door, only saw the dust swept up by the car.

"Team Song, it's Squad Leader Ding." A student in the carriage suddenly pointed his finger to the rear.

The students in the carriage and Song Zhigang all squeezed into the back of the carriage, looked in the direction of the gate of the camp, and saw Ding Xiaojun waving at their train.

"Squad Leader Ding seems to be crying." At this time, a student who was looking at the direction of the gate of the camp said.

Song Zhigang took a look and saw that Ding Xiaojun seemed to be crying—he slapped the student on the head: "Why are you crying? What kind of person is Squad Leader Ding? It's strange that he can cry. It's so far away. Can you see clearly? "

"I was wrong, I was wrong." After the student finished speaking, his nose was sore, and he couldn't help crying.

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It's Father's Day, I wish every father in the world a happy holiday, and finally, don't forget to say a happy holiday to your father.

Finally, thank you for your continued support, thank you!
(End of this chapter)