The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 940 Guess...

The instructor took off the cigarette butt, used his index finger and thumb, squeezed it in front of the cigarette butt, and squeezed the cigarette butt out without fear of being hot. He threw the cigarette butt away, walked to Ding Xiaojun's side, and laid it on Ding Xiaojun's shoulder. Take a shot.

"When you were in charge of the old camp, you left too many regrets, but I was only a platoon leader at the time, and I couldn't really help you. Now, I have reached the management level, which is not the same as before. I don't want to let you You have one more regret, I will find a way to make this request come true for you."

After the instructor finished speaking, he stepped out.

The battalion commander, who was in charge of the camp, heard the meaning of the instructor's words, and said to Ding Xiaojun, "You stay here for a while, and I'll be back soon."

After the battalion commander finished speaking, he picked up the water cup that Ding Xiaojun had put down, handed it to Ding Xiaojun's hand, and said, "Drink water, after drinking it, pour it yourself, don't be polite."

After handing over the water, the battalion commander also chased the instructor out of the room.

Ding Xiaojun also wanted to go out to persuade the trainer that he didn't need it anymore, but out of some kind of selfishness, he finally chose to sit down and wait for the result.

Selfishness is something everyone has. Although Ding Xiaojun has always been very generous, it cannot be said that he really has no selfishness at all, especially today, his selfishness is much heavier than before.

The battalion commander chased him out and saw the trainer returning to his room, and he also followed closely into the trainer's room. As soon as he entered, he saw the trainer dialing a phone number.

The battalion commander walked over quickly, pressed the phone, looked at the instructor, and said, "What are you planning to do?"

"I'm asking the brigade commander for a favor. I think the brigade commander will be more accommodating." The instructor took the phone away from his ear and said to the battalion commander.

"Then what if the brigade commander disagrees?" the battalion commander asked again.

The instructor thought for a while, and then said in a low voice: "If the brigade commander disagrees, then I can only violate discipline..."

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In the technical battalion commander's dormitory, Battalion Commander Gou was on the phone with his phone.

"I have already inquired, it is that Ding Xiaojun, he appeared in the camp of our technical camp, this is what I think..."

Not long after, Battalion Commander Gou hung up the phone, and at this moment, he was walking out humming a little tune with a happy face.

"Correspondent, tell the whole battalion to gather, I have something to say."

……

In a certain room of the base, the political commissar of the base looked at the commander who had hung up the phone, and asked, "Old Han, what's the matter, is something wrong with the newly established Ninth Brigade?"

Han Zhan smiled and said nothing, but picked up the water glass at hand, sniffed the rim, and took a small sip.

"Well, this tea is not bad. I got it there. I'll buy some later."

The political commissar of the base snatched the water cup from Han Zhan's hand, and said angrily: "You are the commander now, why are you still the same as in the past, you are not serious, you think the tea is good, okay, you don't need to buy it, I will give it all away You, it's in the drawer next to it, you can see it when you open it."

Han Zhan really opened the drawer on the other side, but when he looked inside, he didn't see any high-end tea box, but there was a black plastic bag lying inside, which looked like an ordinary shopping bag .

"Where's the tea?" Han Zhan said, and reached out to pick up the black plastic bag to have a look. There were other things there.

The political commissar of the base looked directly at the black plastic bag and said, "The tea is in that bag, see for yourself."

Han Zhan looked at the commander of the base questioningly, then took out the black plastic bag, put it on the table, opened it, and found that there was indeed tea inside, but it was not the high-end tea he had imagined. Very ordinary loose tea.

Han Zhan squeezed out some tea and looked at it, then said to the commander of the base: "Could it be this tea?"

The political commissar of the base nodded: "Yes, I want this tea. Didn't I just say that if you want it, I'll give it to you. Just in time, I want another tea."

Han Zhan threw the tea back into the drawer and said, "That's it, you're still ashamed to give it to me. If you want to give it, it must be medium to high-end."

The political commissar of the base rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, old man Han, do you have a little conscience, you were the one who said the tea was good, didn't you?"

Han Zhan flicked his face: "Have I said it? Why don't I remember that I said it?"

The political commissar of the base laughed: "Hahaha! Old man Han, you are still so shameless, okay, you didn't say that, let's get down to business, I just asked, is there something wrong with the 9th Brigade again?"

Han Zhan shook his head and stood up: "There is nothing wrong, and that kid Ding Xiaojun is going back to the original experimental camp. You said that kid is really, he is on vacation, and he doesn't go home to rest. What are you doing back home?"

The political commissar of the base held the table, approached Han Zhan, and asked emphatically, "Has he returned to the experimental camp?"

Seeing the appearance of the political commissar, Han Zhan was puzzled. Why is the political commissar so nervous?

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Han Zhan looked a little scary when he saw the trainer's expression.

The political commissar said with some concern: "Old Han, this is not a good thing. Ding Xiaojun suddenly returned to the camp. I'm afraid he will be sad when he finds out about the new ownership of the camp."

Han Zhan smiled: "My chief political commissar, it won't matter. The issue of the new ownership of the camp will not affect him. Let me tell you, it has nothing to do with him."

"It doesn't matter, don't forget, he has been stationed there alone for more than ten years, now that the camp suddenly belongs to him, what will he think, don't forget, he himself has always been We have not defined the issue of ownership, and now he returns to the house, knowing that it has been crossed out, I am afraid he will be very sad." The political commissar analyzed.

After Han Zhan heard this, it was true that the base had never made a conclusion on the issue of Ding Xiaojun's ownership. Now that he came back suddenly, he reformed the division of the camps. I'm afraid it would really affect his state of mind.

Han Zhan thought about it worriedly, and after thinking about it, he said firmly to the political commissar: "He is a veteran, and his heart will not be so fragile. I think we should rest assured of him."

In fact, when Han Zhan said this, he was still very unconfident. When he said this, he only hoped that it would be true as he said.

The political commissar thought for a while and replied: "I also hope it is what you said. By the way, what is the call from the Ninth Brigade for? Could it be to tell you that that kid Ding Xiaojun came back suddenly? If it is true If it’s just such a trivial matter, I think the leadership team of the 9th Brigade should also be changed.”

Han Zhan replied with a smile: "Of course you don't need to make a phone call about the trivial matter you mentioned. The 9th Brigade called, just hoping that Ding Xiaojun, who came back, could teach the 9th Brigade's technical camp. There is no other meaning."

"Then how did you decide?"

"you guess……"

(End of this chapter)