Lang Yan and the instructor came and went in a hurry and disappeared at the door in a blink of an eye.
However, the battle was successfully prevented.
Mo Shangjun leaned on the back of the chair, his legs crossed, his arms folded, and he raised his eyes, staring at Yan Tianxing lazily, "Are you busy?"
While speaking, his eyes seemed to swept across the steamed bun in Yan Tianxing's hand.
"good."
Answering slowly, Yan Tianxing took a step back and wisely threw the two steamed buns into the trash can.
Mo Shangjun gritted his teeth and sneered, "Sir, is this a specialization?"
"This is called reasonableness." Yan Tianxing said shamelessly.
Mo Shangyun: "..."
Arguing with thick-skinned people is not a wise choice.
"Go." Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows at her.
"where to?"
"Eat." Yan Tianxing walked out, "By the way, let me share some news with you."
"… Oh."
Mo Shangyun stood up.
Having said this earlier, she was still tossing about the two steamed buns
Yan Tianxing is indeed quite reasonable.
After losing two steamed buns, he didn't continue to cause trouble to the cooking class, he didn't even go to the cafeteria, and took Mo Shangyun directly to a jeep.
Looking at the posture, I wanted to take Mo Shangyun out to eat.
Mo Shangjun felt in his heart that he was making a big fuss.
It's just a breakfast. What you eat is not eating. When you are in the wild, you put all you can eat in your mouth. Where can you choose, what is the difference in the army
It's just that, because of the "news", I didn't say anything about him.
"What can I say?" Mo Shangjun sat in the co-pilot seat and asked straight to the point as soon as he buckled his seat belt.
Yan Tianxing looked at her helplessly.
Start the car and ignore her.
Mo Shangyun stared at him for a while, determined that he was going to be mute, and pulled the training hat directly, covering most of his face, closing his eyes and resting.
Once the car started, it was half an hour.
The car drove out of the military area, went around a mountain road, and finally stopped in front of a breakfast shop.
The breakfast time was over, and there were few customers in front of the store. Yan Tianxing stopped the car, went down, and when he came up again, he brought Mo Shangyun's breakfast.
A cup of soy milk, two eggs, a bowl of wontons, and a meat bun.
Compared with the two steamed buns, it is really rich.
Mo Shangjun lifted his hat, said "thank you" perfunctorily, and took it over with peace of mind.
Here, Yan Tianxing buckled his seat belt, gave Mo Shangyun a slanted glance, and after thinking about it, he brought the soy milk over, took out the straw and plugged it in.
"Warm." Yan Tianxing handed the soy milk to Mo Shangyun.
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun responded, took the soy milk and took a sip from the straw.
"What time is the morning exercise?" Yan Tianxing continued to drive and asked her casually.
"Nine o'clock."
Mo Shangyun took a bite of the egg.
The eggs are also warm, lukewarm, just right in the mouth.
Yan Tianxing felt his stomach twitch, frowned and asked, "Do you eat cold food every day?"
"I'm used to it." Mo Shangyun said lightly.
Occasionally, the cooking class can warm her up, but most of the time, she is in a hurry and has no time or mind.
It was not like this before, but now she is busy with things during the day, and the intensity of morning exercise is almost the sum of her usual basic training, so it will naturally take more time.
"Mo Shangyun."
Yan Tianxing rarely called her name seriously.
"how?"
"Who did you grow up with?"
Mo Shangjun took the soy milk for a while, and a strange emotion flashed in his eyes. After a while, his expression returned to normal.
"Is there a problem?" Mo Shangyun asked leisurely, biting the straw.
Yan Tianxing simply stopped the car.
He tilted his head and stared at her a little seriously, "No one told you that you should pay more attention to your body when you do this?"
Mo Shangyun turned his head away, avoided his gaze, and looked out the window, "No."
Only people tell her that life is the most important thing.
Such little things...
It doesn't make sense.
Staring at her for a while, Yan Tianxing frowned slightly.
Mo Shangjun always gave him a strange sense of disobedience.
People of her age should be more impetuous, dreamy, energetic, and impulsive, just like the group of soldiers she brought. However, when it comes to Mo Shangyun, it is the opposite. She has a skill that does not match her age, she has a clear plan for her future, and she is calm and composed when she encounters problems.
Even if she is a genius, she is not like her.
When I was young, I didn't know what happened.
After a pause, he didn't want to pursue it any further. After all, her body was hers. She would talk about it once or twice, but whether she listened or not was her own business.
More boring to say.
Yan Tianxing changed the subject: "Commander Zhong is considering whether to let you participate in tomorrow's action."
Hearing this, Mo Shangyun turned his head.
Is this what Yan Tianxing wanted to tell her
Frowning his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun was surprisingly calm: "The reason."
"I'm afraid you will destroy the three in a row alone." Yan Tianxing said bluntly.
Zhong Ru chatted with him for half an hour, and spent 20 minutes talking about Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun has little contact with Zhong Ru, but Zhong Ru has been paying attention to her, from her resolutely suppressing the second company, running to the second company to settle accounts with others, and then letting the two companies train together to make the second company enlightened... In reconnaissance Camp, no one has used this unconventional way to train people.
Although the effect is obvious, Zhongru still has some concerns about her methods.
In particular, looking at the essence through the phenomenon - I can see the temperament of Mo Shangyun's short-term protection.
Zhong Ru also talked to Yan Tianxing about Erlian and Sanlian, and he was faintly worried about "Mo Shangyun killed Sanlian alone".
Erlian suffered such a humiliation, but Mo Shangyun has not acted, and he is not sure that he is waiting for tomorrow's action.
"Oh, I'll go back and talk to him." Mo Shangyun said calmly.
Fan Hanyi, the company commander of the third company, had this idea, and she was not surprised, but the battalion commander Zhong, who was in charge of every day, could think this way... I am afraid that Fan Hanyi had a chat with him and hinted.
They used to focus on the overall situation, and the third company was completely wiped out by a female officer of hers. It was not good to talk about it, and it was a joke for other troops.
And the best way to solve this concern is to let her not participate in this operation.
So-
For Sanlian, it was a double-edged sword.
Ruyi's abacus is exquisite, and it is also a means of taking precautions to prevent the future. She symbolically praised it in her heart.
Yan Tianxing didn't look at her meaningfully, "People need to know how to be flexible."
"Then tell me." Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
"I said," Yan Tianxing raised his eyelids, "it's your ability to kill three companies by yourself. If you don't let you participate in the action, that's discriminating against women."
I thought he was going to say something big, but when he said such a thing, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but be stunned.
Immediately, she smiled and asked, "Then?"
"He made the smartest choice." Yan Tianxing showed admiration at the right time.
"Are you kidding me?" Mo Shangyun rolled his eyes at him.
Solve everything, but don't say the result directly, but throw the problem layer by layer...
If it weren't for his handsome looks, I would really like to put some color on his face.
"It's called fun." Yan Tianxing took over the words lazily.
"… "
Such a crooked reasoning made Mo Shangyun speechless for a while.
After a short pause, Mo Shangyun opened her chopsticks and planned to eat wontons. After eating one, she asked casually, "Are there any female soldiers in your place?"
"Um."
Looking back from her, Yan Tianxing continued to drive at a steady speed, allowing Mo Shangyun to eat wontons with peace of mind.
"Is there any special treatment?" Mo Shangyun picked up another wonton.
"What kind?"
"The abnormal kind."
"No." Yan Tianxing answered extremely decisively.
The wonton was so slippery that the chopsticks didn't hold it and fell into the bowl. Mo Shangyun simply put down the chopsticks and took out the spoon.
She took time to look at Yan Tianxing, and then looked back, her voice lowered a little, and she said inexplicably, "That's good."
Yan Tianxing thought for a while, but said nothing.
Mo Shangyun didn't speak anymore.
After eating Yan Tianxing's breakfast in the car, Yan Tianxing took her for a while, and then drove back to the military area.
Back in the military area, Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing separated.
Yan Tianxing is busy with tomorrow's actions, and Mo Shangyun is not good at inquiring about this matter, plus he has to watch the group of cubs in Erlian, so he is busy in his own way.
Mo Shangyun stayed at the training ground all afternoon.
Not to supervise Erlian's active training, but to supervise them to train according to regulations. The amount of training cannot be too small or too much. As soon as it gets dark, they are forcibly driven out of the training ground.
In fact, she is not afraid of getting involved. After all, in training, the more you practice, the stronger you will become, but the more you practice, the more cowardly, but she is afraid of being found by the instructor. After listening to the instructor for ten minutes, her mind will be buzzing for ten hours. It's better to let Erlian relax a little, she herself is at ease.
Night falls.
Mo Shangyun ate dinner on time and went to the office to sit for a while.
I never thought that, by coincidence, I received a call from Yan Gui.
"Momo, I've been promoted successfully and can participate in the military region assessment in March!" As soon as he answered the phone, Yan Gui's noisy voice came over the phone.
With a frown, Mo Shangyun moved the phone away a little, resisted not hanging up, and responded with a face, "Oh."
"Hehe," Yan Gui smiled grimly, "First-hand news, do you listen?"
"Do not listen."
"Tell you secretly," Yan Gui said in a low voice, completely ignoring Mo Shangyun's answer, "After the assessment is over, the military region will hold an elite training camp. These elites come from two channels, and some of them are selected through this assessment. , some people are directly selected. My goal now is elite training!"
"Oh." Mo Shangyun was very calm.
"Aren't you surprised?" Yan Gui wondered, "With your ability, it is very likely that you will be selected directly. We might be able to train together at that time."
Mo Shangjun touched his nose and replied calmly, "Oh."
"Can't you just get excited properly?"
"Then I'm honored." Mo Shangyun changed his tune for face.
Yan Gui's mouth twitched: "Thank you..."
Mo Shangyun hung up the phone.
By the way, mute it, and throw it back in the drawer.
Glancing at the desktop, she noticed the folder Yan Tianxing looked at in the morning, and after a pause, she picked it up.
I didn't bother with Yan Tianxing about moving her files because they were all personnel information of Erlian.
All are summed up by her.
From basic information to detailed records of physical fitness, subjects, and even growth changes over the past month.
In her spare time, Mo Shangjun made these summaries, so that it took longer than Lang Yan's time in the office, but she didn't even show them to Lang Yan, and waited for the end of the camp assessment next month before doing A detailed summary, and then show it to Lang Yan, so that he can discuss the next training plan with him.
She roughly flipped through the folder.
Excellent people also grow rapidly. For example, Li Liang, Lin Qi, Xiang Yongming, etc., also have steady growth. Of course, there are also those who have worked hard to achieve no significant effect.
After going through everyone's information, Mo Shangyun closed the folders and put them aside.
I looked at the time, it was half past nine.
She took out the phone from the drawer.
Sure enough, Yan Gui made two missed calls. Seeing that she didn't answer, she sent a lot of messages.
-[Momo, how about you?]
- [It's not that the phone is out of power, right?]
—[There is one more thing to tell you, when I went home last time, I went to your house specially for New Year’s greetings, saw your father and your mother, and chatted with them... I tell you, it is very scary!]
-[Your dad is going to give you a blind date! Blind date! Do you know who the target is, the son of our military commander, Feng Fan!]
—[I have checked all the information for you, 28 years old, two bars and one star, your alumni, studying electronic countermeasures.]
- [Momo, you squeak.]
-[Momo, although I am your mother's brainless fan, I am on your side in this matter! My ink! Don't be shy! Don't be cowardly! Marriages arranged by elders are unhappy, not to mention that you are only 21 years old, so don’t be bound by your family! I tell you, never agree to go on a blind date, or your life will be ruined! Who knows what that Feng Fan looks like, the name is not as good as mine, if he has a fat head and big ears, crooked melons and cracked dates, it will be detrimental to future generations!]
Mo Shangjun wanted to reply a few words to him, but when he saw the last message, his face darkened slightly, and he finally decided to ignore it.
Blind date is not a marriage, and it is like having to marry by him.
baffling.
Putting the phone back, Mo Shangyun stood up, turned off the light and went out.
Tonight, in a special situation, Mo Shangjun went to the third and fourth floors for a walk, and visited each dormitory.
As she expected, each of them was so excited that it was like taking stimulants, discussing tomorrow's actions and how to take revenge on Sanlian, with high enthusiasm.
Only when Mo Shangjun was there did they restrain themselves a little.
After strolling around, Mo Shangyun was really helpless, and came to an emergency assembly, and let them in a state of excitement come to a five-kilometer armed off-road. Dorm sleeping.
the next day.
At dawn, exactly five o'clock.
The assembly whistle sounded in the huge base.
Ten minutes later, all three companies gathered, and trucks stopped on the playground and loaded them into the cars.
Three vehicles per company, one vehicle per platoon.
Mo Shangjun took part in the action in place of Lang Yan and got into a row of cars.
The road is rough and bumpy.
Everyone went from full of energy to sleepiness, and after an hour, they were basically yawning.
Sitting like this is really boring.
Mo Shangjun sat in the corner with a Type 88 sniper rifle close to his hand and closed his eyes.
Suddenly, someone asked.
"Fuxian Mo, do we have any plans?"
She opened her eyes.
I was surprised to find that that sentence successfully attracted the attention of everyone in the car.
The sky gradually brightened, and the vision in the carriage gradually became clearer.
"Have."
Mo Shangyun squinted slightly, with a lazy tone.
Her voice is very unique. Although it is a young female voice, it is not harsh and harsh, with the usual calmness, coldness, indifference, and inexplicable. When she speaks, it can not only make people listen carefully, but also stabilize people's hearts.
It was someone who asked casually, not wanting to hear what Mo Shangyun had planned, but her answer was unexpected, and everyone immediately came to the spirit, only to feel sleepless.
"What plan?"
"Is it against the other two companies?"
"Mo Fulian, if you have any good ideas, let's hear it."
…
The voice was too loud, and Mo Shangyun opened his eyes. His long and narrow eyes were clear and bright, without the slightest sleepiness.
"Tonight, solve the three companies." Mo Shangjun said lightly, "in the next two days, you can do it yourself."
Everyone: "… "
ha
They, did you hear it right
She directly explained the three-day plan, and "solving the three companies", such a big thing, she brought it up in one sentence, as if it was not worth mentioning at all.
They said they were a little confused, and they didn't come back to their senses for a while.
"Mo, Mo Fulian," Zhang Zheng's voice trembled a little, staring at Mo Shangyun in disbelief, repeating word by word, "You said, solve the third company tonight?"
With a light expression, Mo Shangyun glanced at him, "Well."
"… "
Zhang Zheng almost bit his tongue.
At the same time, the others came back to their senses and spoke up—
"Mo Fulian, do you know about us and Sanlian?"
"How to solve the three companies tonight?"
"Are you going to solve it by yourself today, or do you take us with you?"
"Mr. Vice-Lian..."
…
Mo Shangyun was a little annoyed, raised his hand and rubbed his left ear.
Seeing her move, everyone subconsciously shut their mouths.
- There is always a feeling that Mo Shangyun will take out a whistle in the next moment and blow at them a few times, causing everyone's ears to feel restless.
"You can resolve your grievances and grievances yourself." Mo Shangyun said extremely calmly. Seeing that they wanted to speak again, he added slowly, "I'm in charge of the layout."
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In view of the fact that some people were waiting for the second watch, and they were in a bad mood when they didn't wait, the second watch at 2:00 pm was cancelled.
That is to say, it is still updated on time at ten o'clock, but the second update chapter becomes a benefit. If you have time, you can write the text and update it, but it may not be updated. It's random, so don't bother waiting.
Don't be too quick to scold.
The bottle has to be busy with papers and some trivial matters, and there are two more problems in writing now: poor mental state, not writing; thinking not clear, not writing. All in all, I like to take it slow, delete, modify, and modify. Although you look at the estimates, the bottle will feel super good after writing it. Well, this should help the bottle to increase the enthusiasm for this article.
In fact, this is also a decision made by the bottle again and again. The speed is not fast, the quality and the number of words can only be selected. The bottle temporarily chooses the former.
^_^ Thank you for your patience and support.
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