"They think your logical thinking is too strong, and they don't dare to believe the facts, so they want to ask you, did you communicate with Ji Ruonan in advance?"
According to what Shen Qianqian and Jiang Tingzhi meant, Liang Zhiqiong simply repeated it.
After she finished speaking, what she got were the unhappy eyes of Shen Qianqian and Jiang Tingzhi.
No wonder Liang Zhiqiong stood closer just now, it turned out to be listening to their conversation on purpose!
Traitor!
Shameless traitor!
Mo Shangyun glanced at Liang Zhiqiong leisurely.
The discussion between Shen Qianqian and Jiang Tingzhi was just a question for Mo Shangyun, and Liang Zhiqiong stood up and repeated it to give Mo Shangyun a chance to clarify.
After all, Shen Qianqian and Jiang Tingzhi thought so, and there should be many others.
Mo Shangyun accepted this kindness.
"If you think that an instructor who is competitive with me will use his own set of 100 points to set off my image..." Having said this, Mo Shangyun deliberately paused before continuing, "Then I don't either. explanation is necessary."
It is said that "there is no need for explanation", but after listening to the previous words, no one will have similar doubts again.
Also, Ji Ruonan is clearly competing with Mo Shangyun, everyone knows that there is competition between them, and Ji Ruonan is known to be good to all the students, how could he give up their group A in order to help Mo Shangyun restore his image One hundred points
Obviously not possible.
Jiang Tingzhi and Shen Qianqian looked at each other, only to feel that their faces were a little hot.
If you think about it, it's really a guesswork with zero possibility.
In other words, all the analysis and arrangements were definitely made by Mo Shangyun himself.
Thinking of this, both of them were a little scared.
How did Mo Shangyun change
"Two minutes left."
Glancing at the watch, Mo Shangyun gave a reminder, waved his hand, and walked out of the encirclement.
It was obviously impossible for them to go through the plan in just two minutes.
I can only pray that this group of elites will never forget the way of fighting.
The 16 people who were left behind looked at each other in dismay, and finally seized the last time to frantically look at the map.
Seven o'clock sharp.
Everyone had left, but Mo Shangyun was still there.
The sky turned completely dark.
Because it was in the edge area, Mo Shangyun took a few steps outside the area and lit a bonfire.
Putting on the headset, Mo Shangyun sat by the bonfire, threw a few sweet potatoes into the charcoal, and let them roast.
After all, I haven't eaten dinner, and I have nothing to do here. It's better to bake a few sweet potatoes to fill my stomach first - sweet potatoes are taken in the cooking class.
The students in the four groups were all top performers, and they moved forward in full accordance with Mo Shangyun's plan.
In the first few minutes, Mo Shangyun paid more attention to the situation in the channel, but over time, he basically shifted his attention to roasted sweet potatoes.
Very leisurely.
Occasionally, I will connect to Yan Tianxing's channel in the dormitory building to chat a few words, but it's all unimportant things.
On the contrary -
As the commander-in-chief of Group A, Ji Ruonan was very busy.
As soon as the confrontation began, news was continuously received that multiple ambush groups and patrol groups were attacked and fell into chaotic battles.
Group B seems to adopt the policy of "killing one thousand enemies and destroying eight hundred".
Completely unexpected chaos, Ji Ruonan had to distract himself, pay attention to every attacked point, and was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink water.
The dormitory building, the first floor.
Yan Tianxing stood outside the room of the communication equipment, listening to the teaching assistant lurking nearby reporting the battle situation.
Mo Shangyun is roasting sweet potatoes.
Ji Ruonan is busy dealing with each group's attack.
Group B is divided into two groups, one group of people move freely and fight randomly; the other group is in charge of Mo Shangyun, who has quietly hidden from the eyes and ears of group A in the chaos, and is advancing to the base area of group A.
Group A made adequate preparations before the war, but now it is disturbed by the random attack of the opponent.
Obviously, Group A is a plan to take Group B as an evenly matched opponent. Right now, when people are messing with fools, it is like fighting a martial arts master with a shrew who has no knowledge. People do not follow the routine, and they have no countermeasures. .
However, that should soon be reversed.
After all, the number of people on both sides is similar. In the initial battle, the sacrifice rate of group B is much higher than that of group A. The number of them rushing up will decrease, and group A will gradually enter this state of melee.
After listening to the report, Yan Tianxing specifically asked Mo Shangyun a few words.
However, the information I got, apart from roasting sweet potatoes, was picking up firewood, lighting a bonfire, and not even using the walkie-talkie a few times.
Finally, a teaching assistant commented: Instructor Mo looked like he was on vacation.
Yan Tianxing ended the call with the teaching assistant, and then contacted Mo Shangjun, who was still roasting sweet potatoes.
"Is sweet potato delicious?"
Gently hooking his lips, even Yan Tianxing didn't realize it, his deep and deep voice was full of doting.
Hearing Yan Tianxing's voice suddenly, Mo Shangjun was silent for a while, and then replied leisurely, "I'm not familiar with it yet, so I have no comment."
"Are you going to let it go?" Yan Tianxing asked with a smile.
"None of my business."
Mo Shangyun returned leisurely and added some firewood to the bonfire.
Hearing Mo Shangyun's tone, it is estimated that he is also quite sure, Yan Tianxing said: "I wish you good luck."
"Lend your auspicious words."
Mo Shangyun, who was busy going to Qu Fotan, pinched the communication in time.
The first time someone dared to pinch him to communicate, Yan Tianxing paused on the spot, thinking that for the sake of her poor rest, he would not care about her.
After the initial heat, the battle gradually calmed down.
Mo Shangyun, who had just finished roasting sweet potatoes, suddenly remembered this, so he asked on the public channel.
As a result, 20 of the more than 30 people who moved freely have already sacrificed.
"sharp."
Mo Shangyun sighed sincerely.
However, such words, uttered at such a time, seem to be ironic.
But no one dared to refute.
It was really ugly to lose, no matter what Mo Shangyun said about them, they didn't have the room to fight back.
especially-
Among the sacrificed, none of them were students who stayed and let Mo Shangyun assign tasks.
Mo Shangyun ignored the self-pity victim, holding the baked sweet potato in his hand, eating leisurely and asking a few questions about the free-roaming students.
Occasionally I see them worrying, and I also give some pointers according to the terrain.
Someone tried to do as she said, but she broke through the opponent's defense without any engagement, she was stunned.
"Instructor Mo, we're here, next..."
"Instructor Mo, I'm here..."
"Instructor Mo..."
After successfully instructing the two groups, the public channel suddenly became lively, and each scattered group was explaining its own situation and planning to ask Mo Shangyun for help.
Mo Shangjun was eating sweet potatoes attentively, when he heard the crackling sound in his ears, he said directly: "Slow talk, I have something to do here."
After he finished speaking, he didn't say a word.
Surviving Freelancers: "…"
What can she do
This is Hong Guoguo's revenge, right? !
The survivors were furious, but it happened that they brought it upon themselves, at most they scolded themselves a few times, and did not dare to open their mouths to scold Mo Shangyun.
It's really a sin, no one thought that Mo Shangjun would be sitting there, and he could point the country and take everything into his own hands.
"Hi, Instructor Mo."
Just after taking two bites of sweet potatoes, Mo Shangyun suddenly heard a sneaky voice.
I looked up at the place where there was movement, and I couldn't see the situation in the distance without night vision goggles, but Mo Shangyun knew in advance that there was a teaching assistant hidden in that direction.
Seeing Mo Shangyun looking over, the teaching assistant climbed out of the bushes, bent over and ran towards Mo Shangyun.
"hey-hey."
The teaching assistant, whose face was covered in military rapeseed, showed a bright smile to Mo Shangyun as soon as he walked into the flickering light of the bonfire. His black face showed white teeth, and the two colors formed a sharp contrast.
Mo Shangjun saw his intention at a glance, pointed to the sweet potato on the ground, and said loudly, "Eat it."
"Thank you." The assistant came over quickly, picked up the hot roasted sweet potato, and after sitting down, he said to Mo Shangyun, "Instructor Mo, your roasted sweet potato is so fragrant that I can smell it from far away. , I'm really hungry."
Mo Shangyun glanced at him, a little speechless.
It stands to reason that this teaching assistant needs to stick to her post and report her actions to Yan Tianxing.
The purpose is to let Yan Tianxing know the general situation, and to supervise Mo Shangyun not cheating.
However, eating sweet potatoes together can still achieve these two goals, and Mo Shangyun, who ate sweet potatoes during the battle, was considered to have left his post without permission... he is not qualified to speak of him.
As an instructor, Mo Shangyun selectively ignores details.
Not important, not important.
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