The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 901 Care from the Camp Management
The car at the door could no longer be seen, Ding Xiaojun's face became depressed, he patted the wolf teeth, and then walked down the mountain, but he did not return to the camp, but at the position that was about to reach the bottom of the mountain, he leaned He sat down on a tree.

On a gloomy day, rain flowers finally fell, but at this moment, Ding Xiaojun seemed to have lost his soul and didn't care.

Although the rain was not heavy, it soon soaked Ding Xiaojun's clothes, and even Langya, who was with him, became a drowned dog.

No one knows what Ding Xiaojun is thinking now, not even himself.

Just when he was feeling down and trying to think of an answer he wanted, the wolf tooth next to him arched his head, and Ding Xiaojun regained his senses. At this time, he found that he was in that Surprisingly, there was no rain in a small area.

This scared him to look up, and found that there was a black umbrella on top of his head. He followed the arm of the umbrella holder and looked over. face of concern.

"Battalion Commander, you..."

Ding Xiaojun quickly raised his hand to push the umbrella over the battalion commander who was in charge of the camp.

"Xiao Ding, not everyone can accompany us to the finish line. The technical battalion is just transferred to the place where they should stay, not scattered. Therefore, you should be happy, because they are yours. Brought it out." The battalion commander who manages the battalion comforted Ding Xiaojun in a calm tone.

"Battalion Commander, I'm not unhappy, really..." Ding Xiaojun emphasized.

The battalion commander in charge of the battalion smiled: "No matter what it is, you can't get wet here, right? I don't doubt your physical fitness, but what about Langya, it's not good to let him accompany you in the rain, right? Let's go!" Yes, Ba, go back and pack up and prepare for lunch."

Ding Xiaojun looked at the smiling face of the battalion commander who was in charge of the camp, and nodded.

"That's right." The trainer smiled again.

After going back and changing his clothes, Ding Xiaojun took his raincoat. He couldn't keep asking a battalion commander to hold an umbrella for him.

It's still early now, and it's not time to eat. The battalion commander brought Ding Xiaojun to the camp, and he didn't stay idle. Instead, he changed his clothes, put on a raincoat, and took Ding Xiaojun with him Visit the guard posts around the bomb depot.

"Now that the technical battalion is gone, it is reasonable to say that the magazine should be completely locked up. However, I'd like to ask for your personal opinion on this matter first." The battalion commander of the technical battalion stopped in front of the guard post at the main entrance of the magazine. He stepped back, turned around, and asked Ding Xiaojun who was arranging the raincoats of the soldiers on guard.

Ding Xiaojun smiled at the soldier whose raincoat he had tidied up, and then said to the battalion commander in charge: "Battlefield commander, why don't you wait for a while, there are still four bullets in the magazine that have not been turned over, wait until they are turned over." After the flip is done, let’s seal the three-month cycle.”

The battalion commander of the battalion in charge was stunned: "Flip, the technical battalion is not here, so it's impossible, you plan to flip the projectile by yourself."

Unexpectedly, Ding Xiaojun replied with a smile: "Yes, I will do it alone."

The battalion commander in charge of the battalion was even more surprised. Flipping four missiles by himself was not a simple matter.

"No, do you really want to flip it alone? This is not an easy job."

"It's not that no one has turned it over, so let's find something to do for myself. Now I'm the only one left behind in the technical camp. If I don't do something, I'll go crazy." Ding Xiaojun replied.

The battalion commander in charge of the camp thought for a while: "I can't stop you from the technical work you decide, even if I stop, I can't stop you. Let me just say one thing, you should pay attention to your own safety."

"Battalion Commander, don't worry about it. I'm a professional in technical work." Ding Xiaojun spoke with some jokes mixed in.

Ding Xiaojun, the battalion commander of the camp management, pointed his index finger at the air twice: "Okay, you are a professional, so let's go to the side entrance to have a look?"

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When it was time to eat, the two returned to the cooking class. Because of the rain, they stopped singing in line before eating. As an outsider, Ding Xiaojun consciously lined up for cooking and was still at the end of the line.

It was hard for me to get in line. At this time, the battalion commander of the camp came over, grabbed Ding Xiaojun and was about to go to the battalion desk.

"You said you, what kind of team are you in? The food is ready, and you can't be found." The battalion commander Ding Xiaojun said as he walked.

"Battalion Commander, I can't be special, right?" Ding Xiaojun said shyly.

"It's special or not. It's already impolite if we don't treat you as a guest. Don't be coquettish." The battalion manager and battalion commander said, pressing Ding Xiaojun to a place on the battalion headquarters table, and then He reached out and snatched the lunch box from Ding Xiaojun's hand, put it aside, and said, "What else are you using this thing for?"

Ding Xiaojun was very embarrassed, he looked positive, the battalion manager seemed careless towards him, but these words were full of concern.

"Come, eat, eat." At this time, the instructor of the battalion management took some twice-cooked pork, put it in Ding Xiaojun's bowl, and gave him a wink at the battalion commander Chen Guanying who was opposite him.

Ding Xiaojun glanced at the camp instructor who was smiling, and after returning a smile, he lowered his head and started eating.

Ding Xiaojun was eating when he saw a bowl of soup in front of him with both hands. Ding Xiaojun looked up and saw that it was a cook from the camp. Ding Xiaojun was not familiar with him, so he inferred that it was a cook, or because of him Wearing a large white apron.

Seeing Ding Xiaojun looking at him, the cook smiled at Ding Xiaojun: "Squad Leader Ding and Battalion Commander specially told me to make ginger tea for you, saying that you were caught in the rain, so make some ginger tea to get rid of the cold."

After listening to the cook's words, Ding Xiaojun turned his head and looked at the battalion commander who was in charge of the camp.

Seeing Ding Xiaojun's questioning gaze, the battalion manager stopped his chopsticks and explained to Ding Xiaojun: "It's not special to you. I asked you to cook a big pot, and all the soldiers in the bowl have it."

At this time, the cook next to him also said: "Squad Leader Ding, what the battalion commander said is that a big pot was really burned."

After listening to the explanation, Ding Xiaojun knew that he was not taking special care of himself, so he smiled slightly at the cook: "Thank you."

The cooking team member quickly waved his hand: "Squad leader Ding, you are welcome, then I will go back first, and the back kitchen has something to do." After the cooking staff finished speaking, they turned and left without waiting for Ding Xiaojun's response.

However, it is said that there is no special care, and it is not true. During the period, the trainer next to him frequently added food to him, which made him uncomfortable. He is not a child anymore. It's kind of awkward.

(End of this chapter)