"Feng Xuanhua is also here."
Mo Shangyun: "..."
Feng Xuanhua, the commander of the Xilan Military Region, and at the same time... is also Feng Fan's father.
Mo Shangyun suddenly understood.
From the bottom of her heart, she is not happy to see this "leader".
but-
According to Yan Tianxing's tone and meaning, did Yan Tianxing know that she and Feng Fan were going to have a blind date
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun nodded slowly, raised his hand and touched his chin.
It seemed that she had to find something more for herself to do.
Seeing the two of them say a word to each other, Mu Cheng was very puzzled.
Feng Xuanhua…
He was also frightened when he called him by his first name.
However, with such a high-level leader coming, why did Mo Shangyun not see him? And the two also reached a consensus on the matter.
"Talk slowly."
Taking the mineral water, Mo Shangyun stood up and said to the two of them.
Then, go outside.
As soon as she left, Mu Cheng suddenly felt a burst of cold air coming from the front, and immediately shivered, he thumped in his heart, and suddenly anticipated his tragic life.
In the evening, Mo Shangjun skipped work, did not stay in the office, nor did he show up at the training ground, but went to the nearby mountain to repeat the morning exercise program.
- There is a morning exercise she supervises tomorrow, and she doesn't have time to go to the morning exercise.
When I came back, it was almost time to take a shower and go to bed.
Time was too fast, Ji Ruonan, who learned about the "leader's inspection", had not had time to say a few words to Mo Shangyun, and Mo Shangyun had fallen asleep peacefully.
Ji Ruonan was helpless, turned over and went to sleep.
the next day.
In the morning, five o'clock.
Mo Shangjun arrived at the student dormitory on time.
With a whistle in his mouth, Mo Shangyun spared no effort to blow it.
"Beep-beep-beep-"
As soon as the whistle sounded, the student dormitory, which was originally quiet, immediately sounded all kinds of movements.
Not long after, each student rushed downstairs at the speed of a 100-meter race.
Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu looked at each other.
It seems that this group of people is really afraid of Mo Shangyun, and they have never seen such a rush to gather a few days ago.
In less than two minutes, everyone gathered.
"Li-zheng, rest for a while."
Holding the horn, Mo Shangyun issued a concise order.
"Let's have something special today." Mo Shangyun put one hand in his trouser pocket and wrote lightly, "We have prepared a package for you, 5 kilometers off-road with heavy load, 2 kilometers armed swimming, one back and one round, one kilometer carrying log training. , then run back, 400 meters obstacle 5 times, you can disband after completion."
There is nothing unusual about the project.
However, the three words "run back" made everyone's heart twitch.
After five kilometers of heavy cross-country training, four kilometers of armed swimming, and one kilometer of log carrying training, why did you let them run back? !
"There are three hours between now and the morning training," Mo Shangyun glanced at his watch, and then said to them very considerately, "Don't delay, let's start."
Everyone: "… "
They were motionless.
Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes, a threat appeared between his eyebrows, and he asked coldly, "Why, do you think it's too little?"
With this threatening tone, if they stay a little longer, they may increase their training indefinitely. Wherever they dare to stay, no matter what the formation is, they immediately take the load prepared by the side and start running.
More than three hundred people, gradually ran away.
Ji Ruonan glanced at Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun's morning exercise package was announced as early as at the previous meeting, but no one had time to comment, so Yan Tianxing replied with two words: Yes.
So no one spoke.
However, in Ji Ruonan's opinion, it is a bit difficult for him to go through these projects. If he has to participate in the next day's training, it is really difficult.
However, Mo Shangjun was in charge of this morning exercise. Ji Ruonan thought about it and didn't speak.
"I think it's over?" Mo Shangjun turned his head and asked Ji Ruonan actively.
"Um."
Ji Ruonan nodded undeniably.
It is impossible for regular troops to have this level of morning training.
She asked, when Mo Shangjun was scouting the Second Company, the intensity of morning exercises was much lighter than this.
Looking at her, Mo Shangjun suddenly shouted, "Mucheng."
"what?"
Mu Cheng, who was greeting Peng Yuqiu to back up the car, turned his head for unknown reasons.
"Do you think the morning exercise is too much?" Mo Shangyun glanced at him.
"Morning exercise?" After being stunned, Mu Cheng replied, "It's normal."
After speaking, Mu Cheng looked forward carelessly, and waved to Peng Yuqiu who was driving, "This way, this way."
Mu Cheng, who was proficient in driving skills, was very disgusted with Peng Yuqiu's driving skills, and he pointed it out everywhere.
Peng Yuqiu, who looked at the car familiarly, glanced at Mu Cheng through the car window, his teeth itch with anger.
Mo Shangjun shrugged at Ji Ruonan.
"Instructor Ji, I hope you realize that this is a training camp for special forces," Mo Shangjun looked at Ji Ruonan and said calmly, "Among these students, some of them are not as good as basic projects. You are bad."
Ji Ruonan's face turned pale.
Words... that's right.
She was able to stand here not only because of her outstanding military skills, but also because of her leadership and graduation grades, plus Yan Tianxing's recommendation.
However, as a senior, and being educated by Mo Shangyun in turn, Ji Ruonan was somewhat embarrassed.
It's just that the reason is there, and Ji Ruonan has nothing to refute.
Some people can easily complete the morning exercises prescribed by Mo Shangyun, while others cannot. Mo Shangyun adopts the standards of outstanding students, and she takes into account the group of students who are relatively backward.
Can-
Whether it is special selection or this training camp, it is a process of survival of the fittest.
The weak are eliminated.
"Instructor Ji, get in the car!"
Sitting on the co-pilot, Mu Cheng stretched out his head and waved to Ji Ruonan.
Ji Ruonan looked up at Mo Shangjun, "I will change my mind."
After speaking, he turned and walked towards the off-road vehicle.
Mo Shangjun raised his brows slightly, somewhat surprised that Ji Ruonan admitted his shortcomings so easily.
168, the first thirty, words count!