"Report, you'll know when you're done running!"
Raising his voice abruptly, Li Liang's eyes were bright, and he looked at her unconvincingly, and said word by word.
Mo Shangyun stared at him.
Young, energetic, intellectual, but with a tough side, such people give the best years to the army, but they have the most fatal weakness.
They had no setbacks.
Mo Shangjun believed that before she appeared, he had never been punished like this for such trivial matters.
People like this, although they will succumb to certain orders and regulations, they will also dispute this, resist ideologically, and will not admit defeat in their bones.
People with their own ideas are not easily "brainwashed".
As Mo Shangjun saw at the moment, the platoon leader had to accept punishment, but he did not accept her willingly, so his eyes were full of dissatisfaction and resistance.
"It's very powerful," Mo Shangyun hooked his lips, pressed his general's hat, and raised his eyebrows, "Five more laps, I'll accompany you, is there any problem?"
"Report!"
Li Liang shouted loudly.
Sweat soaked the training suit, which was tightly attached to the body, his chest heaving, and he was breathing rapidly, but he held on to not appear too embarrassed.
"Five laps this time, what's the reason!"
Li Liang looked at her steadily, and a sharp light burst out from his dark eyes.
"No reason, I'm happy." Shrugging, Mo Shangyun had a very casual attitude.
"Then," taking a deep breath, Li Liang's voice was sonorous and powerful, "Can I refuse?!"
"cannot."
To meet his murderous eyes, Mo Shangyun dismissed it lightly.
"Report!" Li Liang's voice was loud.
"Say."
"I have a proposal!"
Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Continue."
"If you lose, I hope you can take my soldiers to the infirmary in person!" Li Liang said with a serious face and a very serious expression.
"You lost?" Mo Shangjun raised his brows slightly.
"As you dispose of!" Dawn's words identified.
As soon as he raised his hand, Mo Shangyun snapped his fingers and nodded with a smile, "Okay."
For some reason, Li Liang was horrified when she saw the faint smile on her lips.
In this temporary game, apart from Mo Shangjun and Li Liang, only the soldier who had just finished the penalty run knew because he was brought over by Mo Shangjun to be the referee.
and-
After the two had run for nearly a lap, the entire training ground basically discovered the situation.
Scattered people, in groups of three or two, came to watch at random.
Unknown to them, they looked at the figures of the airborne female deputy company and the platoon leader Li who had just finished 30 laps running on the track.
What made them even more confused was that Mo Shangyun, who had run to the second lap and was still not far from Li Liang, started to exert force in the third lap, increasing little by little at a visible growth rate, just like the wind. When they ran past, they were basically dumbfounded.
"Quick?"
One person bumped into the arm of the person next to him, and his slightly trembling fingers proved his nervousness.
"It should be... soon." The man said thoughtfully.
"We are running so fast, right?" The person who asked the question first swallowed subconsciously.
"Yes!" That person deserved to be decisive.
Soon, after the two looked at each other, they both lowered their heads in despair.
Have!
How could it not be? !
But those are the tops! The best of the bunch!
I thought this airborne deputy company commander was just posing in a vase that was eye-catching. After all, she really looked like a vase, but the resolute skills and domineering and decisive character in the cafeteria were not enough. Now even their male The physical fitness that Bing was proud of was suppressed by the female company commander and half of his self-esteem was suppressed.
These hearts, like being crushed by thousands of jins of heavy stones, are so boring.
after all-
That's a woman!
At this time, Lin Qi, who had been exercising at the training ground, rushed to Mo Shangyun's last lap and ran to the vicinity.
"Long queue."
"Second row."
"Lin Platoon Leader."
As people greeted each other in succession, Lin Qi glanced at them, and then his eyes fell on Mo Shangyun, who was running on the runway.
At the beginning of the fifth lap, Mo Shangyun had already led Li Liang by more than half a lap.
Although Li Liang had run 30 laps and had little energy left, Mo Shangyun's speed was really fast. He didn't even pant while running, and his breathing was unbelievably steady.
Hearing the surrounding discussions and exclamations, Lin Qi's brows moved slightly, and there was a flash of disdain in his eyes.
Mo Shangyun's strength is far from mediocre.
This guy who does things based on mood and environment has never seen her show her real ability.
Halfway through the last lap, Mo Shangyun's speed slowed down, almost keeping a certain distance from Li Liang, but he did not give Li Liang a chance to shorten the distance.
"Three platoons, come on!"
"Platoon Leader Li, come on!"
"Little pear, come on!"
…
Near the runway, there were bursts of cheers, and several big men gathered together, and the unanimous roar was earth-shattering and deafening.
The cheering is completely one-sided. Everyone who shouts is for Li Liang, and Mo Shangyun, who is far ahead, has become their collective target.
Everyone knows that Li Liang had already finished the 30 laps he was punished for before the competition with Mo Shangyun. It doesn't matter how well Mo Shangyun performed on the track. Just to say that she asked for such a competition is a clear sign of bullying. people, aren't they
What's the point of this unfair competition
They are unwilling, they are angry, they are angry!
After learning about the situation from Xiaobing, Mo Shangyun's shameless behavior was completely rejected by the collective!
Of course—
When everything was a foregone conclusion, how they shouted and roared on the sidelines, and how they gave Li Liang psychological strength, still failed to change the result in the end.
Mo Shangyun, who went all the way smoothly, kept a distance of more than half a circle of Li Liang, and stepped on the finish line unsurprisingly.
The moment Mo Shangjun stopped running, he only felt that there were countless hostile gazes swept over.
The eyes full of anger and dissatisfaction represent a collective emotion. They are resisting Mo Shangyun's injustice, and they express a resistance to Mo Shangyun's existence.
Those eyes, like thorns, came from all directions.
Closing his eyes, Mo Shangyun took a deep breath and quickly adjusted the disordered breath after running.
Gradually, the sound of running step by step behind him became clearer and clearer, with stubborn persistence, as if to prove something to her.
At the moment when the footsteps disappeared, Mo Shangyun turned around and looked behind him.
Li Liang stepped on the finish line, standing upright, his eyes full of unyielding stubbornness, he was panting deeply, sweating, breathing unsteady, and embarrassed, but his back was straight, and an arrogance supported him. Get up, stand still.
The next moment, the group of onlookers came in a swarm.
"Little pear, how are you?"
"Commander, are you alright?"
"Go for a walk and rest for a while."
…
They surrounded Li Liang, some worried, related, helpless, and onlookers.
Lifting the brim of his hat, Mo Shangyun's expression remained unchanged, his pace was slow, and in the sight of many precautions, he came to Li Liang.
"you lose."
Word by word, Mo Shangyun's words were clear and his tone was calm.
The group of people suddenly fell silent.
"Report!"
From the crowd, a powerful shout sounded.
The soldier who was brought in to be the referee walked out from Li Liang's side with bulging eyes.
"Speak." Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly.
"This game is not fair!"
Staring at her angrily, the soldier shouted indignantly.
005, the new official takes office, the second fire