"Are you calling me?"
On the slope, Mo Shangyun's voice floated slowly.
After scolding a bunch of people, they were suddenly startled when they heard the sound, and quickly looked up, and saw Mo Shangyun's figure in a pile of miscellaneous trees.
I wipe!
Mo Shangyun!
At this moment, Mo Shangyun was sitting cross-legged on the slope, propped on the ground with a 95-style rifle in one hand, and in the other hand a wild fruit he got from somewhere, biting it down, it was crunchy, just It sounds delicious.
Someone in the team subconsciously swallowed.
"Company Commander Mo, do your best, don't torment us, okay?"
"It turns out that it's you, Captain Mo. I mean, who took so much pains to temper us..."
"Captain Mo! Are you really the one who was with us? Why can't you see it at all? You're too handsome."
…
The group members, both male and female, began to praise Mo Shangyun as if they had eaten honey, changing their attitude just now.
It's a joke, Mo Shangyun singled out all the pirates and exchanged hostages calmly under many guns, they all heard about it. Although I didn't keep lingering with Mo Shangyun about this matter, it was often mentioned in private, and I admired Mo Shangyun from the bottom of my heart, and usually treated her with more respect.
Now that I know that the person who just tortured them to death is Mo Shangyun, the original anger has also dissipated unconsciously.
- What can I do? Humans are powerful!
Chen Shuhao raised his head, stared at Mo Shangyun in the high place, and couldn't help frowning tightly.
She suspected it at the beginning, but she didn't expect it to be Mo Shangyun!
She gritted her teeth and raised her hand to touch the trigger of the gun. She moved very slowly, but every subtle movement fell into Mo Shangyun's eyes.
At the moment when her index finger touched the trigger, something suddenly fell from the top of her head, slammed firmly on her helmet, and then fell.
She froze for a moment.
When I looked closely, I realized that it was Mo Shangyun's leftover fruit pits.
Chen Shuhao's face turned completely black.
She picked up the gun sharply.
At the same time, Mo Shangyun, who was sitting in Yuzai Youzai, held the gun one step ahead of her, and opened the safety at the same time to ensure that the trigger could be pulled effectively at the first time.
The rest of the group didn't move. They didn't react until Chen Shuhao took up the gun, but when they saw Mo Shangyun also raising the gun and aiming at it, they wisely gave up their resistance.
"If all of you hang here, it means your action has failed." Mo Shangyun said slowly, his voice was clear, but he made sure every word fell into their ears, "Put down your guns and follow me, Maybe you can barely finish the task."
She gave two options.
Either hang here and wait for a new round of punishment.
Or continue to follow, there is still a chance to complete the task.
Also, there is no third option - like taking her out here and then they move on as planned.
There is no arrogance shown, full of self-confidence, but has the ability to convince people from the bottom of their hearts.
Gradually, they made a decision in their hearts, and then glanced at Chen Shuhao, signaling Chen Shuhao to put down the gun in his hand.
Making the right decision is also a kind of ability. Knowing that it is impossible to solve the problem head-on, they can learn how to solve the problem by detouring.
Under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, although Chen Shuhao was not reconciled, he slowly put down the gun.
She didn't have the confidence to solve Mo Shangyun before Mo Shangyun shot, so she still couldn't take the whole team to risk.
Noticing that Chen Shuhao put down the gun, Mo Shangyun gently hooked his lower lip behind the gun.
- Not to the point of hopelessness.
Mo Shangyun put down the gun and stood up from the hillside.
"If you are physically fit, carry the wounded on your back and keep up with my speed."
Speaking unhurriedly, Mo Shangjun put the gun on his shoulder and started to act soon.
Among this group of people, two people were shot by Mo Shangyun. Although it was a blank bullet and not a fatal part, according to the rules of the exercise, they were wounded before the end of today's training, and one of them was injured. It is a leg, which means that you can only walk on one leg. If you want to travel fast, you can only rely on the strength of your teammates.
Fortunately, there are still strong men in this group of seven.
Although this is a very difficult problem for those who are physically exhausted, but at this time, they can only hold their teeth and stomp their feet.
However, this is by no means pleasant.
After ten consecutive hours of walking through the jungle, another round of physical activity began. Although there was no other battle, the physical fitness alone was a great challenge.
However, Mo Shangyun, a pervert, was still leisurely wandering when he was leading the team in the jungle, and he didn't notice any fatigue at all.
At that moment, several young people in the red team, even Chen Shuhao, were envious of this kind of physical strength of "walking like flying".
I don't know how long it will take to train this perverted physical fitness...
Two hours later, command the camp.
"They're almost there, and there's one last hurdle!"
The correspondents, who had been staring at Chen Shuhao's group, almost stood up from their seats excitedly after seeing them slowly move to the end.
When the people around heard the movement, they leaned over to watch.
Sure enough, the point that marked them was already close to the end.
The mark belonging to Mo Shangyun is slowly moving away, and is approaching the rendezvous point belonging to the blue team at a very fast speed.
"Amazing, she really took them around in a circle."
"What's even more amazing is that after she went around in a circle, she was able to bring them back with the shortest distance without getting lost."
"They only have one map, don't they? How good is her sense of direction, and she can identify the route with accuracy in the jungle."
"Oh, I'm going, it's too weird, isn't she moving too fast now?"
…
For a time, amid all kinds of amazement, the tent was fried into a pot.
Lu Jian was squeezed in the periphery, and he didn't even have the right to speak.
603. Devil Week [Seven] Are you scaring me