"I just need to survive."
The decisive voice fell in Mo Shangyun's ears.
Mo Shangjun paused for a while, and his exploration turned into fun and temptation, and his eyes stared straight at Yan Tianxing opposite.
The corners of the eyes and the brows are raised slightly, although the eyebrows are a little lazy and idle, but the eyes are very serious, and the deep eyes are becoming more and more incomprehensible.
It can be seen that Yan Tianxing did not mean to perfunctory her.
For a moment, Mo Shangyun slightly hooked his lips, "Congratulations, you convinced me in a certain way."
Yan Tianxing smiled and asked unsurprisingly, "So, which aspect didn't convince you?"
"Not everyone can join the special forces." Mo Shangyun shrugged, "Not everyone can be a soldier for a lifetime."
She can accept any point of view on anything as long as it is reasonable.
If in the initial discussion, Mo Shangjun was limited to two choices, but Yan Tianxing answered and expanded the scope of course.
Yes, he could just need soldiers who would survive.
Because he is in that position, he is in the special forces, and he also has the opportunity to perform actual combat missions. He will measure the talents he needs based on his environment.
Combat skills or command ability are just a threshold. No matter what kind of talent he brings, he won't care, because he only needs the result of "coming back alive".
Of course, this is a standard based on Yan Tianxing's identity and environment.
But Mo Shangjun had never come into contact with his environment. She was in the reconnaissance camp, and she had come into contact with soldiers who were slightly more powerful than ordinary soldiers. Those of them were very ordinary. Among the hundreds of people in a company, there were only a few. Only then can you have the opportunity to enter the special forces, or even just have such a chance.
So Mo Shangjun's consideration must be different from Yan Tianxing's.
The soldiers she came into contact with were all young, some three or four years younger than her, and most of them were immature, and the military camp was just a life course for most of them, and some would end in just two years.
Therefore, she hopes that those people in the army will not only learn military skills, but enjoy not only two years of passionate military career, but also learn some ways of thinking about problems, realizing what they want and what they should be. They set their own goals and move forward, not others who give them a goal and force them to rush towards that goal.
After all, after leaving the army, no one will set goals for them. Their lives have to be planned by themselves, and their lives and careers have to be taken care of by themselves.
"You don't need to be responsible for their future." Yan Tianxing understood what she meant, there was no denial in his calm tone, only a little reminder.
Mo Shangjun said calmly: "I am not responsible for anyone's future."
She is just doing what she can do under the premise that she can, not setting an absolute goal for herself.
In the final analysis, how a person chooses their future is their own business.
However, if they can think about problems, determine goals, and know what they want, Mo Shangyun is still happy to help them.
Yan Tianxing hooked his lips, "Please eat."
"Row."
Mo Shangyun responded cheerfully.
The topic ends naturally.
Because they are in different environments, they all have their own ideas, which cannot be unified in the short term, so they can only express their own views and understand the other party's views, but this does not change their behavior. and ideas.
Therefore, it is limited to the point of discussion, and there is no need to get the final result.
After wasting so much time talking about these issues with Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangyun was really hungry. When he followed Yan Tianxing to the cafeteria to open a small stove, he unceremoniously blackmailed Yan Tianxing.
Three meat, two vegetables and one soup.
Of course, Mo Shangyun had already finished his meal after only serving one meat and one vegetarian meal.
"So polite?"
When Yan Tianxing brought up the soup that the monitor of the cooking class had just made, seeing the empty bowl that Mo Shangyun had just put down, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
"Good to feed."
Mo Shangjun responded casually and planned to get up and leave.
However, when Yan Tianxing raised his hand, he pressed Mo Shangyun's shoulder and stopped her from getting up.
At the same time, the other hand held the soup bowl and put the soup on the table.
"Anything else?"
Mo Shangjun sat back, raised his head and asked Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing pulled her training hat crookedly, and then pushed the big bowl of soup in front of Mo Shangjun, "Drink the soup."
Mo Shangyun's brows twitched as soon as he saw the soup of at least one liter, and he didn't bother to care about Yan Tianxing's twisting of her hat, so he said very politely, "I'm full."
"Who ordered it?"
Yan Tianxing put his hand on top of her head funny and rubbed it.
Mo Shangjun stretched out his hand and opened his hand, then squinted slightly and looked at Yan Tianxing for a moment.
After a while, she pointed to the seat on the right, "Sit."
Yan Tianxing was stunned, and then sat down.
At this time, Mo Shangjun slowly picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of soup, and took a sip.
Then, put the spoon down.
She tilted her head and said solemnly to Yan Tianxing: "Drink."
Yan Tianxing looked at her carefully, making sure that this shameless and shameless person didn't even feel guilty, and looked down at the soup he made himself.
In the end, Yan Tianxing spit out three words gloomily, "Hurry up and get out."
"Goodbye."
Mo Shangjun stood up with his lips hooked, raised both hands, and put the rain hat attached to the raincoat on his head.
Knocked on her calm appearance, she didn't even have any nostalgia for the movement of getting up, Yan Tianxing's expression became more and more gloomy.
"correct-"
After taking two steps, Mo Shangjun stopped specially, turned around to look at Yan Tianxing, raised his left hand to straighten the brim of his hat, "The craftsmanship is backward, the soup is too salty."
Yan Tianxing: "..."
In the afternoon, five minutes to one.
Zhong Tianhao arrived at the training ground ahead of schedule.
However, what greeted him—
But it surprised him.
All the female students stood in a neat line. The four teaching assistants, plus Mo Shangjun and Ji Ruonan, had already arrived at the front of the team in advance.
In the pattering rain, this group of people stood upright, and when the wind was blowing, they never saw the slightest shake.
Seeing this posture, Zhong Tianhao looked down at his watch, and after confirming that the gathering time was not yet reached, not only was he not half happy, but he was worried.
In the morning and morning, Mo Shangjun and Ji Ruonan didn't interfere much in his training - this situation was not right. After all, the two had a lot of conflict with him yesterday.
It stands to reason that there should be a big fight with him.
In this regard, he also made preparations in advance and braced himself for the counterattacks from Mo Shangjun and Ji Ruonan.
It looks like a counterattack is coming.
Gently frowning, Zhong Tianhao walked over with a sullen face.
He wanted to see what tricks these two women could play.
When Zhong Tianhao approached, about five meters away from Ji Ruonan and Mo Shangyun, the two seemed to have noticed his approach, and they turned around in tacit understanding.
"Instructor Zhong, I will take away the people from Group B first."
After a few seconds of pause, when Zhong Tianhao got closer, Mo Shangjun spoke bluntly.
Hearing Mo Shangyun's words suddenly, Zhong Tianhao didn't come back to his senses for a while, looked at Mo Shangyun with a little astonishment, and asked in confusion, "Where to take it?"
"Didn't Instructor Yan tell you?" Mo Shangjun sighed in surprise, and spared no effort to push Yan Tianxing into the fire pit, and then explained slowly, "The training plan in the afternoon has changed. Group B students have special training."
"What special training?" Zhong Tianhao frowned tightly, his tone suddenly increased, "I don't know anything!"
Temporary modification of training plan
At noon, there was no notification in place
This chief instructor is too unreliable!
"Instructor Yan should have a detailed explanation."
Mo Shangjun played Tai Chi and continued to throw the black pot to Yan Tianxing.
Zhong Tianhao paused, and said firmly: "I need to know the detailed training of Group B—"
"Beep-beep-beep-"
Before Zhong Tianhao could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Shangyun's continuous whistle blowing.
The sound was deafening, and Zhong Tianhao was stunned by the sound. After a while, he was barely able to regain his senses.
However, at this time, Mo Shangyun had already walked to the front of the team with a whistle, and started to issue a password, so that the students in Group B gathered quickly.
Oh shit!
Pretend to be deaf on purpose and ignore his words!
Unstoppable annoyance in his heart, Zhong Tianhao moved slightly and wanted to go around and discuss it with Mo Shangyun face to face, but just after taking a step, there was suddenly another person in front of him, blocking his way.
"Instructor Zhong, the training of Group A in the afternoon has also been adjusted. If you want, you can come with me." Ji Ruonan looked at Zhong Tianhao with a smile, "Instructor Mo, she can solve it by herself. , so you don't have to worry about it."
298、The insidious villain like Mo Shangyun