"Have you noticed that we can see Instructor Mo at any time? Besides, there is a very strange thing. I, as soon as I see her, I feel very at ease and have a special sense of security."
Tang poetry was almost said in Liang Zhiqiong's ear.
She glanced at Liang Zhiqiong, looked at Mo Shangyun's direction, and there was adoration in her eyes.
Liang Zhiqiong bumped into her arm and kept two fists away from her.
"Is it?"
Liang Zhiqiong muttered, a little reluctant to admit it.
"Don't you think?" Tang Shi blinked and looked at Mo Shangyun curiously.
Liang Zhiqiong was silent.
Although, sometimes... it's exactly what Tang Shi said.
But, only occasionally.
Liang Zhiqiong emphasized in his heart.
She doesn't think Mo Shangyun's poisonous tongue is a person who will give people a sense of security...
Thoughts flashed in his mind, Liang Zhiqiong thought about it, and asked Tang Shi, "Do you think it makes sense for us to do this? Is it worth it?"
Tang Shi blinked and stared at Liang Zhiqiong a few times.
Liang Zhiqiong was stared horribly by her, "What, what are you doing?"
"It's nothing," Tang Shi smiled at her, then tilted her head, her watery eyes were bright, as if she was thinking seriously, after a while, she nodded to Liang Zhiqiong and said sternly, "I think so, It makes sense for us to do this. Aren’t we soldiers of the people? It’s right to do something for the people. If their crops can be kept, I will be very happy and have a sense of accomplishment.”
Liang Zhiqiong thought for a moment, "Then we did things in obscurity, and no one knew about it... It's not fair."
"That's true." Tang Shi nodded, then continued, "However, I think it's pretty good, we don't want anything, right? The people want to thank us, we have to shirk, isn't it a waste of time? You too Don't look forward to that."
Liang Zhiqiong pouted, "Other troops did the same thing, but it will be recorded."
"That..." Tang Shi rolled her eyes, and finally smiled, her eyes were crooked, she smiled and looked behind Liang Zhiqiong, "Don't worry, we will also be recorded."
Liang Zhiqiong turned around, and at first glance, she saw Mo Shangyun standing not far away.
Straight figure, straight waist, slender but motionless.
Hmm... After a long time, people like Mo Shangyun who will bring countless soldiers, will they remember them? Do you remember that one day, with more than 30 of them, they came together to be unsung heroes
Seemingly sensing the sight here, Mo Shangyun turned his head and glanced here.
Liang Zhiqiong and Tang Shi immediately retracted their gazes and started busy with their work.
When Liang Zhiqiong lowered her head, she saw Tang Shichong laughing at her, and she was a little dazed for a while.
Tang Shi always believed in Mo Shangyun for no reason.
Even if they are on their side sometimes, Tang Shi's ultimate goal is for Mo Shangyun.
Liang Zhiqiong once felt that Tang Shi was Mo Shangyun's brainless fan, but she was not the kind who really had no brains. On the contrary, she was simple and smart, handled interpersonal relationships very well, gained strength by taking Mo Shangyun as an example, and had a clear goal. But take into account the surrounding comrades.
Tang Shi is the kind of person who lives very well.
Unlike her, she made herself a mess.
Therefore, Tang Shihui will easily accept the special training this time, instead of thinking about what is unwilling, unfair, meaningless, and worth it.
Because as long as you believe in Mo Shangyun, whatever you do is meaningful and worthwhile.
"Special training" continues.
After 12:00, Mo Shangjun organized the students to take turns to rest.
Even if they came out of the training camp, their physical fitness was weak, and they did not even reach the physical level of ordinary special forces. In addition, to delay tomorrow's training for this special training, it can only be said that the gain outweighs the loss.
Mo Shangjun only asked them to leave until tomorrow morning, evacuated at 6 o'clock, returned to the base at 8 o'clock, and only had a five-hour rest period when the training started in the afternoon.
So, tonight, they must have some rest.
The students were so tired that no one noticed that Mo Shangyun hadn't slept the entire time.
In the morning, five o'clock.
The consolidation of the dam is progressing smoothly, with only ten meters remaining.
Mo Shangjun sat on the stone where Liang Zhiqiong had been chatting again, watching them from a distance working for the last ten meters.
In front of her, there was a flood that grew more and more after a night. The sky was dark and could only be illuminated by a few lights. Mo Shangyun saw that the mark made by the branches when he arrived here had been washed away by the flood, and the flood was getting closer and closer. The dam they temporarily fortified last night.
It will still rain for a few days, but the reinforced dam can also support it for a while.
After a while, Mo Shangyun pondered in his heart and determined that this special training should be completed smoothly, and suddenly found that his body was very cold.
The body temperature was low, but she didn't feel cold for a while, as if her sensory perception had degenerated.
Mo Shangyun then remembered that it seemed that it had been raining all night. In order to supervise the work of the students at night to prevent accidents, they basically just walked around and did not do the same activities as the students. Deprivation, unknowingly on the cold habit.
She raised her hand and rubbed her temples with some headache.
She let the warm baby and hot water brought by the friendly army who sent the equipment to the female students who had reached their menstrual period, and now there is nothing left.
After thinking about it, there is no temporary remedy for the body anyway. Mo Shangyun's mind flashed through Yan Tianxing, who was especially the eighth woman. After forcibly kicking him out of his mind, he continued to sit on the stone with peace of mind and continued to blow the air. flood.
Her period is approaching, and now she is in a bad mood and can't be bothered to move.
I don't know when, I heard a cry from the lower right -
"Mo Shangyun."
The stone is not high, but it is not short either. About one meter in height, Mo Shangyun can perceive the person standing on the right side of the stone.
A little lower than himself, but with an aura that is not weaker than others.
Wandering language.
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