Lin Mao pondered for a while.
Finally, he nodded to Mo Shangyun and said, "I understand what you mean. It's a good habit not to be influenced by personal grudges. However, the matter of being captured and humiliated... It's not over."
"Welcome to fight at any time." Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows with a fearless look.
Lin Mao said: "There will be such a day."
Mo Shangjun smiled and said, "Then I look forward to it."
Seeing that she didn't argue with him, Lin Mao finally felt better, "How was your stay in GS9?"
"It's good." Mo Shangyun said sincerely, "It's even better than I imagined."
Lin Mao asked tentatively, "Don't regret it?"
Mo Shangyun said frankly: "This is the decision I have made, and I don't regret it the most."
Seeing that she didn't seem to be telling a lie, Lin Mao also breathed a sigh of relief and nodded emotionally, "That's good."
She doesn't regret it.
Otherwise, there will always be a pimple in my heart, and I will feel sorry for it.
From an instructor of a special force to a student of another special force, this gap is not easy for everyone to accept.
Sometimes, Lin Mao always thought that if he protected Mo Shangyun a little more, or persuaded Mo Shangyun again, Mo Shangyun might not be so resolute to leave.
After all, Mo Shangjun was so young, and he was targeted by Chen Yu - no matter what happened, Chen Yu just did something wrong.
However, if Mo Shangyun can be relieved and does not regret the choice he made, he can be considered to be able to let go.
A person like Mo Shangyun, as long as she can think of it herself, can get along well no matter where she is.
The sound of the helicopter's propeller became more and more obvious, and before it arrived, Yan Gui shouted from there: "Momo, someone is here—"
Lin Mao couldn't help but think of what Mo Shangyun said about sending them to the Blue Team headquarters, he immediately frowned and said, "Hey, your instructors—"
"Don't worry, they will entertain you."
Mo Shangjun gave him a positive look, and then let Yan Gui and Ren Yu pull Lin Mao away.
As for Mo Shangyun's answer, Lin Mao expressed doubts.
As soon as the hostages were sent away, Mo Shangjun and others did not continue to wait in place to attract the target. After a short rest, they continued to spread out in small groups.
However, this time, they did not spread out completely, but kept a certain distance, in case any group encountered an accident, other groups could support in time.
This is the beginning of the third day, and there is still a day and a half left for their next exercise.
However, they still have a tough battle to fight.
The seven teams were divided into three batches, and the other two teams were responsible for finding targets and completing the final instructions of the exercise. As for their five teams, Mo Shangjun, Ding Jing, and Subei hit it off and decided to go to the red team's headquarters to make a fuss. As far as Jinzao and You Nianyu are concerned, they tacitly expressed that they could act as Support - they're bricks, where they need to be moved.
Subei and Ding Jing expressed that they were moved by their actions, and then signaled them to stay away so as not to interfere with their actions.
So, in the end, You Nianyu led the team away to support the other two teams. For now, it was purely because of Mo Shangyun's affection.
The headquarters is not such a place to break through. Even if the three of them want to die, Yan Jin can't let their actions go.
…
On the other side, Blue Team Command.
Yan Hanyu walked into the conference tent with a sullen face.
As soon as he came in, Yan Hanyu said coldly, "Mo Shangyun and the others sent four people, two instructors, and two students."
As soon as he said that, Bu Yirong, Ji Zhou, and Yan Tianxing in the tent all raised their heads and glanced at him.
The three of them are all there, but none of them are doing "business".
Yan Tianxing was sitting in a chair reading a military newspaper, almost pretending to be a retired cadre without wearing a pair of presbyopia - of course, this had to ignore his dashing movement of resting his legs on the stool.
Bu Yirong and Ji Zhou were discussing the final assessment of the students next month, and they didn't care about the exercise one by one, and naturally they didn't pay attention to what Mo Shangyun was doing.
"Giving such a big gift?" Bu Yirong smiled like a spring breeze.
Ji Zhou smiled, "Then we have to make a space and treat me well."
Getting used to their reactions, Yan Hanyu asked bluntly, "Who are you going?"
Ji Zhou said immediately: "We have something to talk about."
Bu Yirong turned his head and looked at Yan Tianxing who was reading the newspaper, "Team Yan?"
Turning a page of the newspaper, Yan Tianxing said casually: "Find a place to put them. I'm sleeping. I'll talk about it tomorrow."
Bu Yirong and Ji Zhou looked at each other.
have to.
It looked like he wasn't going to show up.
However, Yan Hanyu was obviously someone who had the courage to fight against the hegemonic forces. He took a few steps forward and said to Yan Tianxing, "Team Yan, you've 'slept' for a day."
It doesn't matter if only the students were arrested, but the instructors were arrested—and two instructors were arrested at one time, so it would be inappropriate to avoid them.
All in all, someone has to come forward.
However, Yan Hanyu, a person with a straight face, even he himself knows that he is not suitable to come forward.
Veteran cadre Yan Tianxing finally raised his head and asked, "Where's Ruan Yan?"
"It's still in the Information Department." Yan Hanyu said, "It will take four hours to get here from there."
Yan Tianxing said lightly: "Just right, we can entertain 'VIPs' tomorrow morning."
After finishing speaking, in order to satisfy Yan Hanyu, Yan Tianxing also said to Bu Yirong and Subei: "You two go and say hello first."
Bu Yirong smiled, "How about you?"
Yan Tianxing did not change his face: "I feel a cold and feel unwell."
Three people: "… "
With an average temperature of more than 30 degrees, where did you "occasionally feel the wind chill"? !
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The Yan Ye you want is a delicate one.
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