"I want to find Miao Lun with a shotgun."
Mo Shangyun said it lightly.
Lu Yang's eyes widened in astonishment, as if he didn't expect her to have such a purpose.
"Didn't you stay with the shotgun for a while?" Mo Shangyun was eating biscuits and looked up at the sun in the east. The falling sun stabbed her to narrow her eyes. She asked without hesitation, "Do you know me?"
After a long time, Lu Yang nodded, "... um."
"Can you tell me?"
Turning his head, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows at him.
"Cruel, rude, decisive, the leader of the shotgun." After a pause, Lu Yang added, "I'm still a sniper."
"Oh?"
Mo Shangyun glanced at the sniper rifle at hand.
"He and you..." Lu Yang asked hesitantly, "what's the matter?"
"Want to know?" Mo Shangjun asked with great interest.
"… "
Lu Yang didn't speak, wondering whether to keep this curiosity.
In fact, he is not very good at indulging his curiosity, because he can understand that everyone has a secret that everyone can keep, some can talk, some can't, and Mo Shangyun's demeanor makes him uncertain about Mo Shangyun. Yun can say.
However, the matter was related to the reason why Shotgun, Miao Lun, and Mo Shangjun appeared here and even went back to take risks. Lu Yang felt that he should ask more questions.
If you haven't met, you can turn a blind eye, but this time, Lu Yang couldn't just watch Mo Shangyun go on an adventure.
"Let's put it this way," Mo Shangyun said again before Lu Yang made a decision, "How about I exchange my secret for yours?"
Lu Yang was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What do you want to know?"
Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes, "You're undercover with a shotgun."
Hearing the sound, Lu Yang stopped.
He looked at Mo Shangyun for a moment with a complicated expression, the soft warm sun reflected in his dark and bright eyes, so it was black and shiny, like glass in the dark night.
Mo Shangyun was stared at by his eyes, and for a moment, she was a little confused, so she smiled at Lu Yang, planning to reject the proposal just now.
However, before she could speak, she saw Lu Yang smiling at her, and then said in a very gentle voice, "Okay."
Now, it was Mo Shangyun's turn to be stunned.
"Can you tell?" Mo Shangyun asked.
"No," Lu Yang said, and then he shook his head again, "But it doesn't matter, I've already retired from the army."
Not only was he discharged from the army, but he also left the country without authorization.
Mo Shangyun tilted her head to look at him, but didn't speak, until she accidentally glanced at the bottle of mineral water placed between the two, she suddenly thought of something, so she reached out and groped in her backpack and found a bottle of water Come on, throw it to Lu Yang.
Lu Yang reached out to take it and thanked her.
"No hurry," Mo Shangyun finished speaking, raised his eyebrows lightly, and took a bite of the biscuit, "I'll talk first."
The arm is in the sun, and the skin can feel the warmth of the rising sun, but the mineral water placed for one night in the jungle at night has a slight coolness.
Lu Yang nodded, and then unscrewed the bottle cap.
Without drinking water, he was listening to Mo Shangyun.
Still keeping Mo Shangyun's usual style of speaking concisely and clearly, she told a long story, but it only took two or three minutes from beginning to end.
Mo Shangyun's story began in April this year.
Became an instructor at the training camp, accidentally went out and met Chen Lu, which triggered a series of incidents...
Mo Shangyun has a very clear line, and all the things that have nothing to do with the incident are covered in one stroke. Every sentence is a message and a key point. He doesn't say a word of nonsense, and his tone is steady, as if he is simply telling a story.
She didn't even have the mood swings a storyteller should have.
Soon, Mo Shangyun was finished.
Lu Yang understood, so he felt a little sad.
With pursed lips, Lu Yang remained silent, wondering if he should comfort Mo Shangyun.
Later, he thought that he was not really willing to be comforted, so he suppressed all the useless nonsense.
After a while, Lu Yang asked, "Captain Yan is here, do you know?"
"Um."
"But you came alone?"
"Um."
Mo Shangyun responded lightly.
She doesn't care what Yan Tianxing's purpose is, but her purpose is Miao Lun.
If Miao Lun was killed by Yan Tianxing one step ahead of schedule, that would be fine.
If not, then she will do it.
After all, there has to be a break.
"Then," Lu Yang paused and asked, "Do you know what plans they have?"
"I don't know..." Halfway through, Mo Shangjun stared at Lu Yang suddenly, "You know?"
Yan Tianxing and the others came for the shotgun, as did Lu Yang.
After all, it has something to do with Lu Yang.
Lu Yang was dumbfounded for a while.
He shook his head, then nodded again.
"Forget it, tell your story first."
After eating the last bit of biscuits, Mo Shangyun raised his head and drank the remaining mineral water.
She clapped her hands and looked at Lu Yang.
Looking back, Lu Yang took a sip of water and paused for a full minute. After thinking about how to tell Mo Shangyun, he began to tell the story about him and the shotgun.
This story, he also told people - there was a recorder at that time, and every word he said was recorded.
He was also very stressed when he said that.
Every sentence has to be determined again and again, whether it is the same as in memory, and whether there is any deviation from the truth.
So he spoke for a long time.
But now, he thinks, he should do the same as what Mo Shangyun just said, and it won't take long to finish.
The story is short.
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I watched "Operation Red Sea" the night before, and when I read it, I thought, "It's too bad, I won't be able to write this novel anymore." —I thought of Ruan Yan if he broke two fingers and died tragically, if Mu Cheng had to die after half of his face was split, Mo Shangyun would be powerless in the face of heavy weapons, and the current war was so cruel Why are there so many destructive weapons.
I once said in the comment area that there is a similar rescue plot in this article, but I haven't written it yet, so I was stunned in the movie theater. But don't worry, I don't like to check information. The more I know, the more realistic it is. Instead of getting closer to reality, I am more willing to use bugs to satisfy my imagination.
I wanted to find something different, so I thought of Lan Xiaolong, a genius, and thought of "Goodfellas" that I haven't watched yet, so after the update last night until 9:30 tonight, I have been watching this show except sleeping.
I really belonged to Ailan Xiaolong, but there is no battle scene in the whole play, but it is very exciting.
After thinking a lot, I won’t talk about them one by one, but I’ll take it easy.
329. Shotgun [1]