The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 70
Ding Xiaojun really wanted to say that it would be awkward to run like that, with a backpack and all the individual equipment on his back, and a large iron toolbox in each hand. Ding Xiaojun was sure that Old Wei must have packed the inside tightly, and the backpack was in place. Behind him, with the running of the body, he swayed from side to side.every step.

Ding Xiaojun caught up with Old Wei. At this time, Old Wei frowned and turned to look at Ding Xiaojun who was catching up with him. There was no change on his face. At this time, Old Wei felt a little regretful in his heart: "I'm so idle. , This is a great time, if you don’t sleep well, you have to do some training, it’s purely looking for self-abuse.”

"Xiao Ding, I'm not talking about you. You are so young. Why do you lack the vitality of a young man? You can even run to a tie with me, a veteran who is running for four. You are not ashamed." Speed ​​up, surpassing Ding Xiaojun by a large margin.

Of course Ding Xiaojun was not far behind, the already suppressed emotions in his heart broke out again, 'Ah! Ding Xiaojun roared, and rushed out quickly.

The workmanship of the heavy toolbox is not fine, the palm of the box hurts when the handle is cut, and the connection on the top protrudes, grinding the palm of the hand again and again.

The comrades from the technical battalion left one by one, Ding Xiaojun suppressed, endured, and remained silent. All kinds of stinging pain hit Ding Xiaojun's heart. At the next moment, these patience broke out, and all the suppression was released by that loud roar come out.

In the severe pain from the palm of his hand, Ding Xiaojun suddenly understood one thing. His comrades and brothers left. The most uncomfortable thing was not only himself, but also those who left, but they were not as sad as Ding Xiaojun's separation many times. And the battalion commander, Ding Xiaojun thought, maybe the battalion commander is the most distressed.

After more than an hour, it was Ding Xiaojun who ran to the finish line first. Looking at the old Wei who followed him to the finish line, Ding Xiaojun didn't feel the slightest sense of victory. What Old Wei said was right, he was young, and a 30-year-old Compared with the physical fitness of veterans, if they win, they lose, and if they lose, they lose even more.

"You bloody recruit, are you happy about this? Let me tell you, this is because I let you go, and I don't want to hit you. Back then, when I was your age, I could run out with big tires on my back." No. [-] in the whole brigade, you are still far behind." Old Wei held on, stumbling over.

Ding Xiaojun put down the toolbox and supported Lao Wei who was rushing over: "Old Wei, don't torture yourself together, you explain the training plan clearly, and I will do it myself."

Old Wei stood up straight, and pushed Ding Xiaojun away: "It's not up to you, a recruit, to say that."

Old Wei's words hurt Ding Xiaojun. Ding Xiaojun didn't say a word. He picked up the toolbox and was about to go back. Old Wei looked at Ding Xiaojun's back and shouted loudly: "There are no bad soldiers from the technical battalion. The morning exercise training is not over yet. What are you doing?" Be a deserter, think about your brothers, think about their dreams, are you going to give up the chance to be reunited with them?"

Ding Xiaojun turned around and shouted loudly: "I'm not, no one with advanced technology will be a deserter, and neither will I."

Isn’t it, what is said is not counted, what is done is counted, now put down the toolbox, leapfrog to the comprehensive equipment training ground, come on, let me see that you are not your deserter. "

Ding Xiaojun put down the toolbox in his hand, bent down, squatted down, jumped up, and headed towards the comprehensive equipment training area.

"You are a poor soldier, you have to be stimulated by me before you can explode." Old Wei said something, and also started leapfrogging.When they arrived at the comprehensive equipment training area, the two began to do push-ups one after another.

After all, Old Wei was still defeated by his age. He was only fifty, so he couldn't get up when he crawled on the ground, so he could only lie on the ground and count for Ding Xiaojun.

When it reached three hundred, Ding Xiaojun couldn't hold it anymore, and crawled on the ground. The two looked at each other. At this moment, they both felt that the other's appearance was so annoying.

Old Wei turned over, looked up at the horizontal bar above him, and said, "Xiao Ding, I heard that you created a myth of the horizontal bar when you were in the recruit company. How about it? Do a set on the upper bar. You don't need to do too much. Just practice hundreds of them at will.”

What Old Wei said before was fine, but what was said later, well, Ding Xiaojun also pretended not to hear it.Standing up, Ding Xiaojun moved his lower hand joints, walked under the horizontal bar, raised his hands up, took off lightly, and grasped the bar with both hands.

Maybe it's too tired, or maybe it's been suppressed for too long. As soon as he got on the bar, Ding Xiaojun had a familiar feeling. It was the feeling that Ding Xiaojun had always wanted to get back. One, one, Ding Xiaojun didn't count and forgot. Old Wei under the bar.

Ding Xiaojun, who was on the bar, seemed to have returned to the recruit company and the horizontal bar competition.Tears flowed down Ding Xiaojun's forehead, wet Ding Xiaojun's eyes, everything in front of him became blurred, and a familiar scene appeared in his mind again.

"68, 69."

"Xiaojun, hold on, if you have one, you will be on par with class one."

Ding Xiaojun on the horizontal bar has long been numb, and he can't hear what is shouted below, and he can't hear clearly. At this time, Ding Xiaojun is only immersed in his own world.

"I can still do it, I still have strength, and I will never give up."

The squad leader below stared at Ding Xiaojun closely, with excitement in his eyes.

"Squad leader, can I exchange my best soldier for your prickly soldier?"

"Squad leader, I'm afraid you are thinking too much."

The third squad leader looked at Ding Xiaojun indifferently, with resentment in his eyes.

On the horizontal bar, a trace of bright red flowed down Ding Xiaojun's left hand, and the faces of the people below showed ugly expressions. Watching the bright red flow longer and longer, the third squad leader couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ding Xiaojun, you are enough, get off the bar, I order you to get off the bar."

Ding Xiaojun remained unmoved, his body was pulled up by his arms little by little, then put down, pulled up, put down, Ding Xiaojun had forgotten everything, and was doing this mechanical movement numbly.

The third squad leader's eyes were wet, and the first squad leader also showed a look of impatience. Even the second squad leader came to persuade Ding Xiaojun to get off the bar.

"come on! Come on!"

"77, 78, 79."

Ding Xiaojun couldn't bear the weight of his body even with his hands, and fell heavily on the bunker below.Tong Lei from Class [-] came over.

"I lost, you deserve to be my opponent..."

"Get up and drive." The third squad leader stretched out his hand and pushed Tong Lei aside, bent down to pick up Ding Xiaojun and walked out.

……

Familiar ones cannot be in familiar scenes, and the feeling that Ding Xiaojun has been trying to find but can't get back, it's like this, I should be this kind of me, and I finally found myself.

The old Wei under the bar looked at Ding Xiaojun's mechanical movements and was stunned. There were 271 of them. Is this what he could imagine? At the beginning, he was just a joke, and there were hundreds of them at random. Old Wei himself It's all casually said, but if you think about it, Ding Xiaojun really made an unimaginable number.

Ding Xiaojun's arms on the bar began to go numb, his thoughts also began to go numb, and his mechanical movements also slowed down. Finally, he fell down with old Wei's sigh.

299, old Wei counted, only one short, maybe in old Wei's view, a full number is perfect.

(End of this chapter)