"All ears."
Leaning on the corridor, Mo Shangjun looked straight at the stairs, raised his hand and touched his left ear when he spoke.
"Pfft," Lang Yan couldn't help laughing when he saw Mo Shangyun's gossipy appearance, "I broke down with her, I said that it was my dream to be a soldier, I wanted to be responsible for my soldiers, she said that I Childish... It's the first time I've seen someone say that, but people really have ideas. She gave me a lot of analysis, from national conditions to politics, to our current situation. She said that there will be no war in the short term, and I will endure it. Even if I die, I can't resist a gold star. And like me, no matter how I have an idea, when I don't have the right to speak, I can only suffocate myself to death."
Mo Shangyun hesitated, and finally nodded in agreement, "It makes sense."
Lang Yan gave her a 'I knew you would say that' look, and continued: "We discussed the border issue later, and I said that our instructor wanted to take this as an opportunity to mobilize the soldiers. Emotional training. I said what I thought, and she agreed with me, but she made an assumption - if you really want to go to the battlefield, how do you make your group of inexperienced soldiers not afraid of war?"
His brows moved slightly, but Mo Shangyun had a certain interest in this woman.
Seeing the problem very clearly, he broke through Lang Yan's delusions in one sentence.
"I started, and I didn't find the answer, but..." Lang Yan looked at her and smiled, "I think your suggestion on the topic of the speech may make my delusion a little bit more realistic."
Touching his chin, Mo Shangyun didn't speak.
"I used to hope that my soldiers didn't have to think about any problems, they would train steadily, pursue their dreams, and have a pleasant memory of the military. Later, I thought that we are a reconnaissance battalion. As a scout, we need to undertake more than ordinary There are many soldiers, and I think they can’t be too simple, they should always think about something. It’s good for young people to live happily, but they can’t be too relaxed in this military uniform. The speeches of the trainee platoon leaders are too It's too much nonsense, but because they think too little, they are easily taken away." Lang Yan said almost helplessly, "Young people, you still have to have some ideas of your own, and think more about taking care of things. Thinking this way, support your support. Speeches are necessary."
"…Thank you for your approval."
Mo Shangjun thanked him hypocritically.
Lang Yan couldn't help laughing.
"By the way, I discussed an issue with someone while I was in the hospital." Mo Shangyun turned the cane in his hand and asked casually, "If we need to kill people to protect our family and the country, but some people think that we are just doing justice. A murderer by name. Captain Lang, what do you mean?"
Lang Yan fell silent, frowning and thinking for a while.
After a while, he said: "I can understand the existence of this kind of thinking, but someone has to do these things. There is no right or wrong in this world. What we say is right or wrong is within the definition, since what we do If we're killing people for good reason, within the limits of the law, then we're right."
"Then kill someone, and then what?"
"After..." Lang Yan thought about it for a while, and then asked very suspiciously, "The psychological counseling in our country is not that bad, right? Besides, we will always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages subconsciously. Since it is right If you do, you will find a reason to free yourself, and people will never keep themselves trapped in a vicious circle.”
"Um."
Mo Shangyun nodded in agreement.
Lang Yan can think of it, but there are people like Lu Yang who are stuck in a dead end, so he needs "faith" to get relief.
However, the problem is-
Lang Yan had no chance to kill, but Lu Yang had already experienced it himself.
Mo Shangjun can think about it now, but if she has experienced it herself, will she become Lang Yan, Lu Yang, or go to another alley
These things that can only be imagined, make Mo Shangyun unable to give himself an accurate answer.
"Two company commanders, who have succeeded in mobilizing ideas, do you still need to think about life here?"
Suddenly, at the corner of the stairs, the instructor's gloomy voice came.
Mo Shangjun glanced at Lang Yan, then looked at the stairs.
Lang Yan also turned around and looked downstairs angrily.
The instructor made a gloomy face, exuding a gloomy breath all over his body, and went upstairs.
However, from downstairs, Li Liang's command sound came, and it seemed that he wanted to run 50 laps before going to bed until he could fall asleep immediately.
"Instructor."
Lang Yan greeted the blue-faced instructor, his voice obviously lacking in confidence.
The instructor walked up the last step, stared at them coldly, raised his hand angrily, pointed to Lang Yan, and then pointed to Mo Shangyun.
"Let me tell you what's good about you!" The instructor said with a sullen stomach, "It's a good thing to have an idea. It's okay to make trouble in your own company. Is it necessary to toss the whole camp without peace?!"
"Actually not bad," Lang Yan reassured, "Our reconnaissance battalion hasn't made any big noises for a long time."
"Not bad?!" The instructor raised his voice abruptly, and he was so angry that he pointed at them angrily, "Not bad! Whoever likes to make trouble, what are you two doing for fun?! It’s hard to sleep and eat, let’s see how you deal with the battalion commander!”
"Instructor—" Mo Shangyun planned to speak.
"And you!" The instructor stared at him, and suddenly interrupted Mo Shangyun's words, "Mo Fulian, Mo Fulian, you are so capable, you can make movies that haven't been reviewed by you, you Thankfully, my heart is fine, otherwise I would have to be tossed to the hospital by you halfway through!"
"… "
Mo Shangjun was trained to be quiet.
Well, the instructor seems to be furious and wants to find a chance to vent because things backfired. At this time, let him complain.
"You, the two of you..." The instructor pointed to this and then to that, his fingers trembling, he took a deep breath, hating that iron is not steel, "Perseverance! Too capable! Every company commander likes to be unconventional so much! You guys talk about it, you have to take such a big risk, toss other people, but also toss yourself, and occasionally go with the flow, is it so difficult?! , How many scenes will happen to the soldiers of your company?! Thinking too much! No one will praise you!"
Mo Shangjun and Lang Yan looked at each other.
It seems that the instructors did not fundamentally deny them, and even approved them. However, speaking like this in front of so many people is too unconventional, and it will get blamed by the superiors, so I am so anxious.
Rather than being angry, it would be more worrying for them both.
Therefore, the two of them could not say a word of rebuttal.
The instructor scolded them irritably for ten minutes, and finally made his mouth dry, so after a while, he waved his hands and told them to stay in place and wait for him to come back, and then went to his office to drink tea .
Mo Shangjun and Lang Yan hurriedly took this opportunity to return to the dormitory to escape from the claws of the instructor.
As soon as the instructor entered his office, he realized that something was wrong, and quickly came out with his water cup. Just when he saw Mo Shangjun and Lang Yan going upstairs, his hands trembled with anger, and he almost dropped the water cup in his hand!
These two disobedient bastards!
pissed him off!
At night, Mo Shangyun didn't sleep well.
Not because of the films and videos or even the content of the speech, nor because of the fear of the excited fighters, nor because of the punishment that will be given tomorrow.
Rather—
Lin Qi, who came back from the lap, still couldn't fall asleep. He tossed and turned on the top bunk, but he never stopped insisting on pancakes.
Mo Shangyun, who has always been a light sleeper, began to miss his former roommate, Comrade Ji Ruonan, who paid attention to everything he did.
However, at this moment, facing this torment, it is also her own fault.
"How about you go out and run dozens of laps?"
Until two o'clock in the morning, Mo Shangjun opened his eyes soberly and offered constructive advice to Lin Qi in the upper bunk.
It's good that she doesn't speak, Lin Qi can barely ignore her existence, but when she speaks out like this, Lin Qi's irritability, anxiety, and unhappiness all burst out.
Mo Shangyun was lying on the bed with his legs crossed and his hands behind his head. With a very leisurely attitude, he saw Lin Qi, who was a little handsome and descended from the sky.
However, Lin Qi, who was already very annoyed, almost exploded with anger when he saw that the culprit turned out to be so leisurely.
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