"Deputy Head Meng, we will miss you. ”

"That's right, Deputy Commander Meng, if our camp doesn't have you, it really looks like something is missing. ”

Several soldiers stood in the doorway and watched him pack his things.

Meng Xiannian packed his things, stood up, glanced at them, and said lightly: "Say, what do you want?"

These stinky boys, will he really believe that they are so reluctant to him?

Knowing the news that he was leaving last night, who was that cheer that erupted in the cafeteria?

A soldier grinned and said, "Deputy Regiment, we are really reluctant to let you go, so we all want to come and ask you for something to keep as a souvenir." ”

Meng Qiannian raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, those boys came to ask for meat floss as a souvenir, what do you want to commemorate?"

"What? Meat floss is leaving?" several soldiers looked at each other, all with some regret.

"I knew I was here sooner!"

"That's not up to you," the other two soldiers next to him stretched out their hands and patted him on the head, "I don't dare to say that I don't dare, I hesitated for a long time, now let people take the lead!"

The soldier was slapped and shrunk his neck, and said, "Don't be afraid, there must be rabbit jerky here in the deputy regiment!"

"Okay, that's it!"

Several people said, all looking at Meng Xinian.

Meng was a little crying and laughing.

These stinky boys, obviously, are all worried about these good things that Xiaoxiao sent him, and usually try their best to come over and ask for a little when they have nothing to do, but now that he is leaving, this is ready to sweep away his things.

And it is so high-sounding.

He opened the cabinet, pointed to a few bottles inside, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, the rest of the things are here, take them." ”

The soldiers immediately cheered, rushed up, and one of them hugged a bottle, "Thank you, Deputy Meng!"

"Let's go, let's go, look, there's nothing left, tell the others, don't come to run for nothing!"

When the soldiers ran away, Meng Xinnian shook his head and picked up his luggage.

He didn't know if he was too much of a failure, or if the charm of eating was too strong, and he was completely compared to him.

He looked around the camp and was still a little reluctant to leave.

But he was not so emotional, his face was still calm, and he went downstairs with his luggage.

As a result, I walked to the side of the training ground and suddenly saw a figure.

Everyone was standing neatly on the training ground, facing him.

"Salute!" someone shouted, and everyone saluted in unison.

"Farewell to Deputy Head Meng!"

Hundreds of voices converged into one, neat and loud.

Meng looked at them in the past year and also saluted a military salute.

Seeing that the boys who came to beg for things just now were smiling at him in the team, Meng Xinian laughed and scolded in his heart.

"Deputy Meng, we'll wait for you to come back and visit us when you're free!"

"Okay, wait. Usually give me good training, don't fall behind, if I find that you are too weak, go straight to the boxer. Meng shook his fist.

"Yes!" the crowd replied again in a loud voice.

Meng Xiannian walked out of the gate, saw the military jeep parked outside, and strode over.

Yang Zhiqi sat in the car, glanced at him from the window, and scolded with a smile: "The farewell is very warm." Doesn't it mean that these boys are usually trained by you to cry, and I can't wait for you to leave early?"