"came back?"
A few words that are understated, mixed with a chill that is more touching than the cold wind.
The crowd raised their heads subconsciously.
Of course, they only had time to hear the subtle sound of leaves, a few leaves fell with the wind, and the figure that jumped down from the tree came into view.
The action is light, and the landing is steady.
Impressively standing in front of them.
By the light of the flashlight, everyone looked intently, only to see Mo Shangyun, who should have been kidnapped by the instructor, standing firmly in front of her, with the Type 95 automatic rifle on her shoulders, her arms around her arms and her hands in her hands. Carrying a night vision goggles, he was looking at them lazily.
Everyone showed a ghostly expression.
"You you you... why are you here?"
Someone asked in a panic, and even his voice was shaking.
"You escaped?" Yu Yan asked in disbelief.
Midsummer frowned tightly and looked at Mo Shangyun, who was unscathed, and was a little unbelievable.
Seeing her being tied up by the instructor, it had only been less than an hour before she appeared in front of them alive and well. This development was completely inconsistent with their logic, and even exceeded their conventional imagination.
Lifting his eyelids, Mo Shangjun said lightly, "He was shot by me."
Everyone was stunned.
Thinking about it carefully, they did hear a gunshot, and they were in a hurry and didn't care.
Could it be that this woman fired that shot
I couldn't help but feel astonished.
However, in addition to being surprised, there is also a bit of nervousness.
When she is at a complete disadvantage, she can also solve the instructor, which shows how powerful her ability is.
If they faced her head-to-head, they would probably kill and injure most of them.
They fell silent and met her again, as if they didn't have the confidence and arrogance they had before, only the unstoppable guilty conscience.
After a while, Yu Yan said with some difficulty: "Sorry, we could only do this at the time."
Mo Shangjun played with night vision goggles in his hand, and said slowly: "This is not the reason why I can forgive you."
"How do you want to solve it?" Midsummer asked coldly.
Anyway, now that the face has been torn, it is meaningless to pretend to be.
It's better to just make it clear.
Since she is waiting for them here, it proves that there is a place for them to do things.
"Two options," he gave her a cool look, Mo Shangyun withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "One, there is an instructor nearby, and I need you to help me solve him. Two, I'm not interested in being teammates with you. , I will choose to withdraw from this assessment. However, I don’t mind making a stumbling block for you before leaving, and get a few people to accompany me.”
The meaning is obvious.
Helped her, and their grievances were written off. If you don't help her, she will find a way to shoot at them.
The former needs to deal with instructors, and there is a certain risk, but the latter is more risky.
They can't shoot directly at Mo Shangyun, which is strictly prohibited by the rules, but as long as Mo Shangyun gives up the assessment, she has countless means to stop them from moving forward - for example, stealing their map, or guiding the instructor to come besiege them.
"We need to discuss." Yu Yan discussed with Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "Three minutes."
Another three minutes, a bit deliberate.
Thinking of that choice, their faces are not very good-looking.
If they knew that Mo Shangyun had such abilities, they would rather choose Mo Shangyun at that time, maybe they could not only solve the instructor, but also win her to become their teammate!
The current state is neither embarrassing nor embarrassing, it makes them very uncomfortable.
Yu Yan waved at the people, and a group of people immediately formed a group and began to discuss the pros and cons of each choice.
Mo Shangjun leaned on the tree trunk, and didn't have time to listen to their discussion, but raised his eyes casually, looking at the dark sky above.
Today is New Year's Eve, I wonder if Erlian's group of guys will not train seriously because of the festive atmosphere...
In less than three minutes, the discussion of the first team was over.
"We choose to deal with the instructor." Midsummer turned around and took two steps towards her with a frosty face, "However, we have a few questions."
"Speak." Mo Shangyun said casually.
"How many instructors do you have to deal with?"
"one person."
"Why do you want to deal with him, the instructor who you are fighting with, what does it have to do with you, why are you taking hostages back, and why are you fighting?" Midsummer's tone was a bit aggressive.
This is what they found suspicious.
If you don't ask clearly, they can't trust Mo Shangyun.
However, after Mo Shangjun glanced at her, he smiled suddenly.
"Do you think you are qualified to ask these?" Mo Shangyun said word by word, his tone full of sarcasm.
Now she is driving him to a dead end, and they are only responsible for choosing, either to obey her or choose to be hostile to her.
Agitated by her obvious ridicule, Midsummer's chest rose with anger, and his face turned pale.
However, it is also interesting.
"You can choose not to answer, but we still have two questions," Midsummer continued daringly, "How do you know that we will go back here again if we went the wrong way? Also, don't you ask your childhood sweetheart? "
"The traces of your departure are so obvious that if you don't reflect on yourself, you start to suspect me." Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows amusedly, "As for my childhood sweetheart, if he doesn't run away, can you still kill him? "
The two questions were answered without any flaws, and… they truly satirized them.
It's as if they're stupid to ask such a question.
Really annoyed.
Unfortunately, there is no reason to refute it.
They were a mighty group of people, walking through the jungle, leaving traces that were too obvious. In other words, there is no awareness of hidden traces at all, which is caused by their inexperience.
As for Yan Gui, only the explanation of "Yan Gui escaped" makes sense.
Compared with Mo Shangyun, they are like mental retardation.
Midsummer was slapped in the face again and again, and she was in a bad mood. She glanced at Yu Yan and motioned for Yu Yan to communicate with Mo Shangyun.
"Tell me about your plan." Yu Yan said bluntly, without humiliating himself.
Mo Shangyun shook the night vision goggles in his hand.
After talking so much nonsense, I finally got down to business.
090, he did not discuss the pit