"Damn it!" The frogmen couldn't stand it any longer when they saw this, and broke out on the spot, "Brothers, go ahead! Kill these tortoise grandchildren!"
An angry roar.
Immediately after, all the frogmen rushed forward as if they had been beaten with blood.
They have also learned to be smart, instead of hitting the water column head-on, they try to avoid it, seize the gap and rush forward.
Mo Shangyun raised his hand and touched his nose, raised his eyebrows and smiled.
She is also a little interested.
When rushing forward, a few frogmen felt a heavy weight on their shoulders, and something turned over their heads. They looked forward in surprise, and saw a figure shuttle among the crowd. They rolled over, dexterous and light, and jumped to the front in a blink of an eye.
When a water column rushed towards her, she dodged as lightly as the wind was blowing under her feet. Soon, she jumped over the middle distance in many fields of vision. She had almost no weight and easily rolled over to the roof of the waterwheel. superior.
When Mo Shangjun squatted on the roof of the car, he turned slightly sideways and raised his eyebrows at the group of backward frogs behind.
"Yo."
Waving at them, Mo Shangyun chuckled lightly.
This seemingly easy and absolutely crushing action, coupled with the last joking sound, once again successfully stimulated the group of frogmen.
They rushed up as if they had been beaten with blood.
Mo Shangyun got up, came to the other end of the roof, turned directly from the top, and then landed steadily.
This scene fell into the eyes of a few people who had passed by earlier. They looked at each other almost incredulously, and then relieved, but there was a little more interest and interest in their expressions.
On such a road full of obstacles, parkour seems to be the most convenient way to break through.
Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing once played city parkour together. Both of them had a great time at that time. In short, their abilities in this area are not bad.
Obviously, Yan Tianxing's soldiers also had sufficient control over this skill, and they walked forward one by one like flying over the eaves.
In this regard, the frogmen who focus on land and sea combat are obviously inferior. Although they do not understand, but after all, they do not focus on this part of training, and they are naturally inferior to these professionally trained people.
Soon, most of the frogmen were a long way behind, and only a few frogmen with outstanding abilities could keep up.
Halfway through the journey, someone suddenly thought of Mo Shangyun.
"What about Momo?"
Mu Cheng ran on the road, looking left and right, looking for Mo Shangyun's figure.
He asked this question, which attracted the attention of many people.
However, the people around him are basically people from his own team.
A few heard the sound and ran closer.
"I don't know, it disappeared in a flash."
"It should disappear for about five minutes."
"It is estimated that she is going to take a shortcut. Isn't she a live map?"
…
They each expressed their opinions, and then overtook Mucheng.
As soon as Mu Cheng gritted his teeth, he didn't have the time to think about where Mo Shangyun was, so he quickly accelerated to keep up with the people in front of him.
Eight twenty-five.
The first group of people arrived at the training base.
The range here is several times larger than that of the camp. The huge training ground is full of various training equipment. A 400-meter crossing to the island is spectacularly built. In addition, there are special fighting training grounds and even a Dedicated outdoor swimming pool.
luxury!
It is estimated that it will be developed into a specialized training base.
In addition to the training place, there is also a building with a "canteen" sign. Although it is still a flat-top room, the space is as large as the three flat-top rooms in the camp. They can smell it from far away. bursts of fragrance.
An instructor in a navy uniform stood at the entrance of the cafeteria with a notebook in his hand, recording the time of their arrival and the number plate they were wearing.
Although the instructor was stern and serious, but when he wrote down the time and number plate, his face was obviously darkening a little bit.
Grandma is a bear. The first batch of people who arrived was a frogman, and the others were all from outside.
but-
When the instructor glanced at the first number, his expression became slightly different.
The first group of people who arrived came into the cafeteria one after another.
However, from the first person who entered the door, all the people who came in behind were at the door.
"What are you doing?"
"What's wrong?"
"There won't be any pits, right?"
…
The people behind squeezed in the door with doubts.
Of course, when they got into the dining hall, their eyes swept away, just like those people before, they were dumb.
What appeared in the field of vision was not obstacles and 'pits', but - Mo Shangyun.
She was sitting in the female soldier's dining area with a hearty breakfast in front of her. At this moment, she was slowly peeling an egg, looking unhurried.
After running around for a while, she was somewhat dusty, but she was much cleaner than them. She was not swept away by the water cannon or rolled in the mud.
What's even more incredible is that if you run all the way from there to here, no matter what, you will leave a little sweat, but Mo Shangyun has no such feeling at all, as if he came back after a walk outside.
The people at the door were stunned for a moment, and there was an unreal feeling.
Could it be that Lord Yan brought her here by helicopter
"coming?"
Mo Shangyun, who had peeled the eggs, raised his eyes to see their crowded figures at the door, raised his eyebrows and greeted them with a smile.
After waiting for her to speak out, everyone gradually came back to their senses.
Wipe!
There are really faster than them!
"Momo!"
Without queuing for dinner, Mu Cheng rushed towards Mo Shangyun immediately.
Mo Shangyun lifted his eyelids and saw Mu Cheng following the wind, heading straight for the seat in front of her, but when he approached, he didn't sit down, but put his hands on the table top and panted for breath.
Mo Shangyun took a bite of the egg, then looked up at him.
Seeing Mu Cheng gasping for breath, he couldn't wait to ask, "How did you do it?"
At this time, the people who were standing at the door gradually entered the kitchen. Although they didn't show it as clearly as Mu Cheng, they were surprisingly quiet when they were queuing up for dinner, and they all pricked up their ears, for fear of missing the ink. Shangyun's answer.
"shortcut."
After eating an egg, Mo Shangyun simply gave an answer.
Mu Cheng frowned, "There are two cliffs in a straight line, how did you get there?"
The people in their team really didn't think about taking shortcuts, but the two people who went to explore the road in advance returned helplessly after observing the terrain.
They said they couldn't walk at all, and it would take twice as long to cross the two cliffs, so they followed the route marked on the camp map.
Hooking his lips, Mo Shangyun squinted at him and said bluntly, "Hitch a ride."
Mucheng: "… "
Everyone who was eavesdropping: "..."
isn't it
A group of people looked at each other in dismay, and almost forgot to fight.
wipe.
Is that the case? !
However, it stands to reason that Mo Shangyun would not use this method...
Turning his eyes, Mu Cheng suddenly thought of something, rested his elbows on the table, then leaned down, deliberately lowered his voice, and asked one more question with a gossip, "Whose ride are you taking?"
"I don't know," Mo Shangyun took a bite of the soup dumpling, showing a satisfied expression, and then continued, "Just the truck at the door."
She's not really cheating.
The rules don't say no hitchhikers are allowed.
Mo Shangjun found that there were several routes from the camp to the training base. Although the route given to them was the shortest, there were no cars along the way, so they could only run on two legs.
Relatively speaking, those slightly farther routes have been passed by trucks.
Mo Shangjun originally wanted to take a shortcut, but he was lucky enough to find a truck when he was passing a road, so he jumped into the car and let the truck driver take her to the car without knowing it. come over.
In the middle, she even had time to finish the small biscuits given by Yan Tianxing.
"what!"
Mu Cheng showed obvious disappointment.
I don't know if it is because Mo Shangyun "did cheating", or it is a pity that the adultery between Mo Shangyun and Yan Tianxing was not discovered.
He walked away dejected.
Mo Shangjun didn't care, and regardless of what other people thought of her, he continued to eat her hearty breakfast with his head down, and at the same time, he generously accepted the occasional shot at her.
In any case, her breakfast was delicious.
When Mo Shangyun finished eating, the last group of people had already arrived.
Among the people brought by Yan Tianxing, the slowest ones arrived in the second batch, and they were also in the ranks of those who arrived before 8:30. However, after 8:30, a large number of people did not arrive, all of them were frogmen, and most of them were female frogmen.
When he walked out of the cafeteria, Mo Shangjun saw many people queuing outside the cafeteria. They were tired and depressed.
Seeing Mo Shangyun coming out, many people looked at her.
In the scrutiny of many eyes, Mo Shangjun suddenly felt a strange gaze, paused slightly, followed the direction, and saw a rather familiar person—
A female frogman.
It seems that she was the one who had been following Ye Qianxiao when she assisted Ye Qianxiao that day, and was finally killed by Mo Shangyun because she went the wrong way.
Is she a frogman too
Just looking at each other for a moment, Mo Shangyun clearly saw badness in her eyes.
He didn't look carefully before, but Mo Shangyun now glanced around and found a lot of familiar people.
At the very least, she saw the two who attacked Mo Shangyun and the driver that day.
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