"anymore question?"
One of the instructors kept a serious expression and asked Mo Shangyun coldly.
"You..." Mo Shangyun paused slightly.
The two stared at her warily.
The next moment, Mo Shangjun grabbed the thing in front of him, picked it up and asked the two of them, "Can you change the hostage next time?"
As soon as she lifted the "hostage", Subei and Ding Jing, who were sitting on both sides of her, subconsciously avoided it.
It's not because of anything else, but the quality of the "hostage" is really bad, and a bunch of fluff will peel off from it if you move it casually. , Accidentally inhaled into the trachea can cough up people to death.
Seeing this "hairy attack", the instructor unconsciously took a few steps back, but one can imagine how powerful this thing is.
"Expenses are tight."
An instructor embarrassedly gave an unchanging answer.
"Oh, the second use is really saving."
Mo Shangjun responded lightly, and then threw the doll towards the two instructors.
The two instructors quickly retreated, and none of them were willing to grab them with their hands, so they watched the "hostage" being ruthlessly thrown to the ground.
The four instructors looked at each other, but none of them responded to Mo Shangyun's sarcasm.
Because they also think it's very rude.
It is said that this was brought back by Bu Yirong. Originally, he wanted to buy a new batch of decent models, but because of "the lack of funds", Bu Yirong passed by a factory and said, "Xiaozhi moved him with emotion and reasoned. "I asked someone to talk about it, and without spending the last penny, I brought back these inferior things.
Of course, this is only "supposedly".
Whether it is true or not is unknown.
After all, Bu Yirong is a mystery in the first team, they are not in the same team, let alone.
Liang Zhiqiong sighed leisurely, feeling that she was suddenly ten years older.
Raising his hand to touch his hungry stomach, Liang Zhiqiong frowned and asked the instructors, "By the way, when will the helicopter come to pick us up?"
Hearing the sound, the four instructors let out a sigh of relief.
Finally got to the point.
The instructor who was previously in charge of the message stood up abruptly, his eyes fell on Subei, and he shouted, "018."
Subei looked at him suspiciously.
"Someone asked me to ask you, do you know which direction you came from?" the instructor asked with a serious face.
Although, the tone of his questioning is like asking an ignorant child.
The corner of Subei's mouth twitched slightly, "Bu Yirong asked you to ask?"
"That's not the point." The instructor immediately replied.
Subei: "..." Damn, it must be that bastard Bu Yirong!
After hesitating for a moment, Subei carefully identified the direction below, then pointed to the upper stream, and said, "Over there."
In fact, I have been talking in the helicopter all the time, and I basically didn't look outside. Even if I looked, I would only see the jungle and vegetation landscape of North Jiangsu, and I couldn't tell the "direction" at all.
The instructor glanced at her in surprise, then turned his head to look at his companion, and said helplessly: "Two points deducted."
North Jiangsu: "… "
so wrong
Ding Jing tugged at a piece of grass, tilted his head slightly, and teased North Jiangsu with joy: "Oh, Sister Su, your points are basically deducted from the instructor, right?"
"Thigh, didn't you ever think that Neng would kill her one day?" Subei looked at Ding Jing coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent.
"I thought about it, but murder is against the law." Mo Shangyun said lightly, then looked at Subei silently, "Also, this Lu Chi, please change your name."
Subei smiled, but his voice gritted his teeth, "I'm not a luna."
"I can tell where it came from." Liang Zhiqiong lowered his head and beeped softly.
"Then you're awesome." Subei embraced her with a smile.
"Mo Shangyun, save me—"
Liang Zhiqiong hurriedly asked Mo Shangjun for help, but as soon as the words were out of her mouth, she let out a cry, and was thrown to the ground by Subei.
Ding Jing shook his head, "Childish."
Mo Shangyun couldn't deny, "Stay away."
So, the two really moved to the side, a little further away from Subei and Liang Zhiqiong.
Watching Mo Shangyun's face full of disgust and staying away from Liang Zhiqiong: "..."
Holy shit! Holy shit!
Break up! Must break up!
Four instructors: "..." Goddesses, please pay attention to your identity and recognize your position.
Let them make a fuss for a while, and finally a daring instructor stood up.
"cough."
He coughed deliberately, attracting the attention of several people.
After all, they are not "bear children", and they soon became honest, and North Jiangsu even pulled Liang Zhiqiong up from the ground.
Liang Zhiqiong returned her a stiff smile.
"The situation is like this. After the team battle is over, you have to go to the next mission." The instructor said, "You have to walk back to the base from here before 6 pm. Otherwise, you will be deducted 5 points."
"Go back?" Liang Zhiqiong said in surprise, "We flew over here."
"... That's why I gave you so long." The instructor responded thoughtfully.
"Do we have to act together?" Mo Shangjun asked.
"right."
The instructor gave an affirmative answer.
Mo Shangjun asked again, "Start now?"
The instructor said: "Actually, when you know the result of the team battle, this round of tasks has already begun."
It is they who are doing other things by themselves that will delay the time.
"… "
Clearly understanding this, the four remained silent.
"Can we go now?" Liang Zhiqiong asked uncertainly.
"right."
"Then we—"
Liang Zhiqiong tilted his head and planned to ask the three partners for their opinions, but found that Mo Shangjun, Ding Jing, and Subei had already got up from the ground and were now packing their equipment.
Liang Zhiqiong: "..." It turns out that she is the most team-minded person in the team, and the instructors who observe their performance are really right!
Suddenly I felt Liang Zhiqiong from Alexandria, with a heavy and tragic heart, picked up his entire set of equipment and stood up from the ground.
Seeing that they were ready to leave, the four instructors did not stay there for a long time, and began to prepare for the students they were going to meet in the next round.
"Sister Su, come here," Mo Shangyun took Subei's shoulder and smiled, "Tell me, we will follow you wherever you want to go."
Subei bumped her elbow with her elbow, then raised her eyebrows, "Hey, are you itchy?"
Ding Jing added oil and vinegar to the side, "I swear, she is genuine leather."
"… "
Liang Zhiqiong covered her face tragically.
Can you let her deduct these five points and fly back directly with the instructors
How could they be so naive when these three big bosses gathered together? !
Would you like to return her a genuine Instructor Mo, Demon King Ding, and Sister Su? !
Looking around for a while, Subei couldn't find the direction he was coming from, and finally asked Mo Shangjun, "Where are you going?"
"Walk along the river."
Mo Shangyun squinted her with a smile, full of teasing.
Subei frowned.
Ding Jing helped to say a fair word, "It's really walking along the river."
"The two points I was deducted were fake?"
"That's true," Ding Jing said slowly, "because this river is not straight."
Speaking of this, Ding Jing suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart, and he couldn't help but say poetically: "Look at this big river, it's winding, winding, winding-"
"I beg you to shut up."
Mo Shangyun said with a pained face, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Ding Jing's mouth.
Subei and Liang Zhiqiong: "..." Although this action is a bit dangerous, I really thank Mo Shangyun for stopping it so timely.
Ding Jing avoided the gun sideways, took a step forward, then raised his hand and grabbed Mo Shangyun's collar, "Say, are you jealous of my creation?!"
"Yes, yes," Mo Shangyun nodded perfunctorily and patted her hand away, "Jealousy makes me crazy."
"Players, are you going?!"
Liang Zhiqiong, the only one with a mission in mind, urged them angrily.
"Walk."
Subei responded.
Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing, who were very close, looked at each other.
"Are my poems really bad?" Ding Jing asked in confusion.
Mo Shangyun sighed and patted her chest with the back of his hand, "When I have time, I will teach you how to write the word 'language'."
After speaking, Mo Shangyun shook his head and followed Subei and Liang Zhiqiong with a gun.
"What's the meaning?"
Ding Jing somehow kept up with Mo Shangyun's pace.
Can she write the word "language"? !
Besides, she can write a lot, right? !
She is just not familiar with middle school knowledge. How could she come to Mo Shangyun and act like an illiterate? !
178. Team [Second]