At eight o'clock, Mo Shangjun arrived at the place he had made an appointment with Mu Qixuan on time.
She ran halfway, the speed was a bit fast, and then left, as if resting, so that when she arrived, her physical strength was almost recovered.
Within two minutes, a military jeep came from the bumpy road and stopped in front of her.
Soon, the door of the passenger seat was pulled open, and a figure came down from above.
The first thing that catches the eye is the black army boots, the trousers of camouflage fabric up, the legs are very long, the hem is tied in the waistband, the sleeves at the wrist are rolled up, and it reaches the elbow, revealing strong muscles and small arms. The lines are resolute and smooth, and after years of sun exposure at the seaside, the skin is wheat-colored, but it looks more wild and textured.
Then, see that face.
Wearing a training hat, the brim of the hat covers his forehead, but his eyebrows are completely exposed.
I haven't seen him in two years.
His eyes were a little softer and warmer, more sharp and sharp, his facial features became more mature and tough, the soft rays of the sun fell down and fell on his face, the deep outline of his face was dyed with golden light, and surprisingly soft. , with a gentle smile on his brows, a strange harmony between sharpness and softness.
He was carrying a military backpack, tent and sleeping bag, and his rucksack was bulging.
Soon, walk up to her.
"Little Slick, would you like to hug one?"
Opening his hand towards her, Mu Qixuan smiled and raised his eyebrows at Mo Shangyun, his eyebrows filled with a sense of familiarity.
Mo Shangyun chuckled lightly, but didn't really "hold one" with him.
The driver hadn't left yet, and those who didn't know thought he was here to meet his lover, and it was not good to hear it.
"Let's go."
Mo Shangyun waved his hand and took the lead.
The smile on Mu Qixuan's face did not diminish, and he looked at her a few times.
He was dressed like a backpacker, with a jacket, military pants, hiking shoes, a backpack, a wide-brimmed hat on his head, and a loose and simple dress. The long and beautiful eyes under the hat were as bright and dark as ever, making it difficult to move. Open your eyes.
Immediately after, her eyes fell on the big cock hanging on her backpack.
What a mess, hanging upside down, without even the slightest struggle.
Mu Qixuan smiled and followed behind her.
"I didn't see the wheel marks on the road, you came by yourself?" Mu Qixuan asked her.
There seems to be no one walking on this road. The spring rain has been here a few days ago, and there is no cement paving here, so that the road is muddy. Once the car drives, there are no other traces except the wheel marks left by the jeep.
There is a series of footprints.
That's why Mu Qixuan guessed that Mo Shangyun came by himself.
"Yeah." Mo Shangyun replied.
Then, I talked to Mu Qixuan about going to live at Gu Rong's house, and even revealed to Mu Qixuan what I thought when I called the tutor.
After Mu Qixuan heard this, he was stunned for a moment.
I didn't expect that Mo Shangjun would be responsible to such an extent, because the injured soldier was treated unfairly, but he still wanted to let the soldier not suffer losses and get what he deserved.
"That will take a lot of effort." Mu Qixuan's tone was a little heavy.
"I guess."
Mo Shangyun shrugged.
However, there is no commitment at the moment, and she does not need to have a psychological burden.
To what extent it can be achieved, try to do it as much as possible, and it is uncertain whether the result is satisfactory or not.
An hour or two before the two of them, they often talked about their respective troops, or their experience in leading troops, but two hours later, Mu Qixuan casually asked Mo Shangyun how far away he was, and got an answer. After that, Mu Qixuan stopped uttering a word.
For two hours, they walked five to six kilometers per hour, and they ended up walking less than a third.
The road behind can hardly be called a "road". No one walks all the year round. Mo Shangjun and Mu Qixuan used sabers to clear the way, so they barely made a road for them to walk.
Therefore, the forward efficiency is greatly reduced.
Mo Shangjun estimated five or six hours, but in the end, under the obstacles of various difficult terrains, it was dragged to seven hours.
Fortunately, neither of them are recruits, and they have passed the test in all aspects of their physical quality. They can persevere in the mountains and jungles for seven hours. There has been no pause in the middle, and no accidents have happened. They successfully arrived at what Mo Shangyun wanted. destination.
The last section of the road, the two walked a section of water, the shoes and trousers were wet by the cold stream, and after a while, it was as cold as ice.
Well, here we are.
"It's here."
Mo Shangyun's simple and clear words marked the end of their journey.
Mu Qixuan looked up, a little surprised.
Upstream of the creek, there is a pool, nearly 20 meters deep and more than 30 meters in diameter. It is naturally formed. When you look at it, it is a blue color. At a glance, there are even fishes wandering at the bottom of the pool. A stream fell from the upper right of the pool, twelve or three meters high, forming a small waterfall.
Right above the water pool, there is a century-old tree with a curved trunk, growing obliquely, and nearly half of it is suspended above the water pool. A patch of dark green stands out as an embellishment.
Next to the century-old tree, there is a flat open space with a few sparse trees and green weeds, twenty meters long and ten meters wide, just right for them to camp.
Further up the open space is a hillside with bamboos growing upright, enough to form a small bamboo forest. It is estimated that there are many bamboo shoots that have just emerged near the bamboos.
Unexpectedly, Mu Qixuan was somewhat surprised to see such a beautiful scenery after traveling through mountains and rivers and seeing countless dense jungles.
"Have you been here?" Mu Qixuan asked Mo Shangyun curiously.
Obviously, Mo Shangyun has a clear purpose, knowing the specific location, the exact location, and even the distance.
"Um."
Mo Shangyun nodded.
Then, left the lower stream, bypassed the pool, and walked to the open space above.
Mu Qixuan followed closely behind.
"When did you come?"
Mo Shangyun thought for a while and replied, "Before the college entrance examination."
Mu Qixuan was stunned for a moment, and said with a teasing: "It's been four or five years, thank you for remembering the way."
Mo Shangyun shrugged.
It's been exactly five years, she can't remember the way, she only remembers the approximate direction, she came over by groping.
She didn't tell Mu Qixuan that before reaching the waterway, they circled in a big circle, and several times she adjusted the direction without making a sound. Fortunately, Mu Qixuan was a navy and had not lived in the jungle for a long time, so he didn't find out.
The two came to the flat ground and assigned their work to each other.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them only ate breakfast. They spent almost nine hours on the road, and their physical strength was almost exhausted. It was time to prepare lunch.
As for the tent, don't worry for the time being.
Mo Shangjun prepared two dishes, one was beggar chicken and the other was bamboo rice.
The steps for these two dishes were specially asked by the cooking team leader. She told Mu Qixuan the steps to prepare bamboo tube rice, and then handed over the task of bamboo tube rice to Mu Qixuan, and brought the beggar chicken by herself. Task.
When Mu Qixuan went to chop bamboo, Mo Shangyun found some firewood, dug a hole in the open space with a saber, lit the fire, and then used a small pot he carried to boil the water, waiting for the fire to burn, While the water was being boiled, she went to the river to wash the spare lotus leaves, ginger, onion, garlic and other seasonings. By the way, she killed the rooster with a saber and drained the chicken blood.
After coming back, I scalded the chicken feathers with hot water, and directly pulled the chicken feathers clean.
Chicken feathers, chicken heads, chicken feet, chicken internal organs, etc., were all buried in the ground by her digging another hole. After taking care of these trivial matters, she put seasonings and other ingredients in the chicken's stomach.
Wrap a layer of lotus leaf, wrap a layer of tin foil, and wrap a layer of lotus leaf again, bind and fix it with a string to make sure it will not loosen, and then use loess to coat the outermost layer, basically it is formed.
At that time, Mu Qixuan also prepared bamboo tube rice, just put the bamboo tube on the bonfire and roast it.
"Well done, it's worth encouraging."
Mu Qixuan came back with five bamboo tubes, and when he saw that Mo Shangyun had made a model of a beggar chicken, he couldn't help but praise him.
"Each each other."
Mo Shangyun replied without raising his head.
Mu Qixuan glanced at the bonfire and noticed that the fire was about to go out and there were only a few sticks of firewood lying around. After thinking about it, he leaned down slightly and asked Mo Shangyun, who was putting the loess on the beggar chicken, "How about you? Can I help you pick up some firewood?"
"Row."
Mo Shangyun nodded.
"Then this is up to you."
Shaking the bamboo tube rice in front of her, Mu Qixuan explained, then put the bamboo tube next to the bonfire, and went to pick up the firewood.
There was firewood everywhere on the mountain, and Mu Qixuan didn't go very far, but because it took several hours to burn, and their shoes and trousers needed to be dried, they picked up a lot.
Like a farmer who chops wood, he first chops a piece of soft vines and puts them on the ground, then piles dry wood on top, picks up as much dry wood as possible, and then uses vines to tie up the wood when it is almost ready. , and finally returned to the open space with one end of the vine directly.
At this time, Mo Shangyun was already roasting beggar chicken and bamboo rice.
She burned two bonfires and handled two dishes respectively.
"Hard."
Seeing Mu Qixuan coming back, Mo Shangyun said something perfunctory.
Mu Qixuan threw the firewood aside, untied the vines, took some firewood from it, and sat down opposite Mo Shangyun.
"Little slick, there should be someone nearby."
After breaking a piece of firewood into three sections, Mu Qixuan threw the broken wood into the bonfire and casually mentioned it.
"Well." Mo Shangyun should be very casual.
When I was dealing with beggar chickens, I should have seen a few footprints. It is impossible for hunters to come in this kind of place, because it is too far away from the place of residence. If you come and go, it is difficult to rush back before dark. There should be no temporary settlement for hunters, so it can be ruled out.
However, according to the footprints, it should be left by the military boots uniformly issued by the troops, and there is no meaning to hide the traces, so Mo Shangyun didn't care too much.
Moreover, while Mu Qixuan was going to pick up firewood, there were still people moving around, so they should have come to observe the situation specially.
Mu Qixuan found it, and she found it too, but she didn't break it.
"If there is an exercise nearby, we will probably be blasted away." Mu Qixuan looked at her with interest.
Mo Shangyun's action of adding firewood stopped.
It is indeed possible.
but-
"I didn't get the notice of the exercise." Mo Shangjun said lightly.
"Then let's act accordingly."
"Um."
Mu Qixuan glanced at her and reminded: "Take off the shoes first and dry them."
Mo Shangyun thought about it for a while, then took off his shoes and socks gracefully and put them beside the bonfire.
On the other hand, Mu Qixuan didn't rush to deal with this, and handed over the task of "guarding the bonfire" to Mo Shangyun, and then took Mo Shangyun's tent to the side, planning to set up her tent first.
Deep in the jungle.
Five p.m.
Yan Tianxing, who is in the final selection of the Xilan Military Region, has received the latest notice.
"Captain, at the location of the assessment at night, I found two people, a man and a woman, who should have come to camp." Mu Cheng reported through the communication device.
"Let them go." Yan Tianxing issued an order in a cold voice.
Mu Cheng's voice revealed embarrassment, "This, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."
"Talk about the point."
"I just went to see it specially, that woman is Mo Shangyun." Mu Cheng said clearly, for fear that Yan Tianxing could not hear clearly.
After a pause, he added: "I don't know the man, wearing marine camouflage, he should also be a soldier."
If he hadn't seen Mo Shangyun, he would have brought someone to persuade them to leave.
But it was Mo Shangyun.
I heard that the Second Company of Reconnaissance had an accident during training, and the blame was all blamed on Mo Shangyun, and she was forbidden to continue training Second Company, and she was given three days off. of…
He didn't want to hit the muzzle.
Yan Tianxing frowned.
Camping in wild mountains and forests with a man from the navy...
-old lover
— Not old, new.
- Pedaling two boats is not good.
- That means I'm welcome.
There was no reason to think that when she was looking for Mo Shangyun on New Year's Eve, they had a conversation after she finished her role as a host and made a phone call.
The caller ID was on at that time, and he glanced at it inadvertently.
The location is exactly where the East China Sea Fleet and Marine Corps are located.
Can be stringed together.
"Send the coordinates here." Yan Tianxing said with a single word, and his tone was a little cold.
"Yes."
Mu Cheng responded immediately.
140、I don't go to special forces