The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 836
People who have already donated money whispered about the so-called drills they heard, while the squad leader of the cooking class was holding a little girl and making a paper airplane on the door of the duty room.

"Father, what are those uncles doing?" the little girl asked while pointing at the soldiers who were queuing up to donate.

"Of course the uncles are busy with their own work." The monitor of the cooking class responded after taking a look.

"Then why don't you work, Dad? Is it because I'm here, you want to accompany me?" The little girl replied in a childish voice.

"Yes, of course Dad wants to accompany you." After the cooking squad leader responded, he handed the paper airplane he folded to the little girl.

The little girl who took the paper airplane said again: "Dad, is your work important? If it is really important, you don't have to accompany me."

The squad leader looked at the soldiers in line, and pressed the little girl's head: "Then you play for a while, Dad, go and have a look."

The monitor of the cooking class didn't know about the donation yet, so he walked over, asked about the general situation, and left again, heading straight to his cooking class.

When he came over, he was at the end of the line with a passbook in his hand.

The trainer saw that the donated soldiers lined up in front of him had finally recorded all of them, and he was relieved. He was about to ask Ding Xiaojun to leave together for a talk. put the passbook on the table.

"Instructor, I will donate all of it." The head of the cooking class said with a straight face.

The trainer and Ding Xiaojun were stunned on the spot.

"What did you say? Donate in full?" The instructor looked at the head of the cooking class and asked seriously.

"Yes, all donations!" The head of the cooking class said clearly, not like a joke.

"No, are you kidding?" the trainer asked again in disbelief.

"Instructor, I'm not joking, I just donate it all." The cooking class was very sure and affirmed.

After the trainer finished listening, he glanced at Ding Xiaojun next to him, and said with a smile, "Is there something wrong with my ears?"

Ding Xiaojun did not answer the instructor, but looked at the monitor of the cooking squad, pointed to the passbook on the table, and asked the monitor of the cooking squad, "How much money is in your passbook?"

"I haven't calculated it. Anyway, since I was transferred to a non-commissioned officer, all the salaries so far must be at least [-]. I'm not sure." The squad leader of the cooking squad responded.

Ding Xiaojun picked up the passbook, flipped through it casually, and said: "There is so much, you are sure to donate it all, this is not a small amount, you think it over, don't do anything impulsive."

"Instructor, Squad Leader Ding, I really think about it, donate, donate all." The tone of the cooking squad leader was still so firm.

General Ding Xiaojun turned his head and looked in the direction of the duty room, and saw that the woman was hugging the little girl and looking towards this side, he turned back, put the passbook in his hand to the teaching side, and said to the teacher: "Then Just take it."

The instructor glanced at the monitor of the cooking class again, then picked up the pen and started to record.

"Then can I go?" The monitor of the cooking class saw that the instructor had started recording, so he asked.

"Okay, you can go." The trainer replied without looking up.

The squad leader of the cooking class just left, and he didn't go far. Ding Xiaojun stopped him again. The squad leader of the cooking class turned his head and looked at Ding Xiaojun. Even the instructor looked up at Ding Xiaojun.

"The mother and daughter will be sent away in the afternoon and sent back to the hospital. Since you are playing the role of the child's father now, you can send them there together in the afternoon. I think the children also hope that you will send them there." Ding Xiaojun watched Said the squad leader of the cooking class.

The squad leader of the cooking class frowned, and said in embarrassment: "But, I have a lot of work in the cooking class, and I might not be able to leave."

"Just go, I will arrange the cooking class separately, so you don't have to worry about it." The instructor responded instead of Ding Xiaojun.

"Yes! Instructor, I understand." The monitor of the cooking class finished speaking and left.

Ding Xiaojun lowered his head again, glanced at the notebook, then pointed to the last line recorded in the notebook, and said to the instructor: "Instructor, please change this."

The instructor saw that what Ding Xiaojun pointed to was the donation record of the monitor of the cooking class, and said, "Did I remember this wrong?"

Ding Xiaojun shook his head and said: "Instructor, there is nothing wrong with being wrong, but let's be sensible. We can't ignore so much like him. If you donate it, you won't get it back. The salary of the past ten years is worthless. We also have to think about our fighters."

The trainer nodded in agreement: "You are right, then look, how much should you change?"

Ding Xiaojun thought about it, and said uncertainly, "How about changing it to half?"

Half, that's not a lot, just helping people make a decision, it's still a decision of tens of thousands of dollars, which is really not a small amount for soldiers.

After thinking about it for a while, the instructor lowered his head and took a pen to correct it. After finishing the correction, he looked at Ding Xiaojun and asked, "Where is your donation? How much do you plan to donate?"

Ding Xiaojun replied with a smile: "Instructor, I am a family member, and I can't donate much. I will donate [-]."

1 yuan is not a small amount, at least it is really a lot for soldiers who throw their heads and blood.

"They all donated 1 yuan, which is not too much, so how much is too much." The trainer said while recording the donation amount that Ding Xiaojun said.

When the trainer finished writing, Ding Xiaojun looked down, and saw that the trainer had written his own name and the amount of donation, and it was 5000 yuan more than Ding Xiaojun's, a total donation of 5000 yuan.

"I donated 1 yuan, isn't it still not saved? Teacher, you donated too much, you are [-] times mine." Ding Xiaojun replied casually.

"No matter what I say, I am also the highest commander in the whole battalion. I can't be less than you. I'm talking about it. If I am less, I won't let you see the joke." The trainer said while collecting the recording paper and the donation.

"Instructor, we have finished our donation." The second platoon leader next to him handed over the recording paper and the donation to the instructor.

The trainer didn't pick it up. He looked at it, waved to Ding Tingting who was still waiting, and said, "Company Commander Ding, come here."

Ding Tingting originally kept it to ask questions, but when she heard the trainer calling her, she came over and asked the trainer, "Teacher, what do you want me to do?"

The instructor raised his hand and pointed to the donation record box on the table, and said to Ding Tingting: "Put this away, and send the mother and daughter back to the hospital for further treatment in the afternoon, and let you even drive that Wang Shengnan over there, and you will go there too." , the donation must be handed over to the hospital.”

(End of this chapter)