Early in the morning, six o'clock.
The sky will be bright, and the sea will be gray.
Beside the beach, a bonfire was lit, the dead wood was burning, and the flames were jumping. In this gray light, it was very conspicuous.
Mo Shangjun sat by the bonfire, resting his chin with one hand, boredly adding firewood to the bonfire, watching the snake on the bonfire being slowly roasted.
She was wearing a communication helmet, and various tragic reports came from her headset, but it had no impact on her leisurely passion for the project of roasting snakes.
At this time, after a series of long journeys, the frogmen finally arrived at the subjects they were good at.
Ji Zhou and others guarded the ship, and the frogmen boarded the ship to save the hostages.
Even if Ji Zhou and the others are all-powerful at sea, land, and air, but after all, time and equipment are limited, they cannot do detailed training for this type of battle. But it's different for the frogmen. They learn this line of work. They can't fight against them on land. If they lose at sea, they can really go home and farm. So at the beginning of the fight, the frogmen are very motivated. Coupled with the previous accumulation and experience, Ji Zhou and others were suppressed in a short period of time.
At least three minutes have passed. So far, nearly half of the people on Ji Zhou's side have been injured, while the frogmen on land and sea are fighting more and more bravely, occupying the advantage.
Mo Shangjun did not participate in the operation.
She has studied the structure and operations of ships, and she should have experienced it for herself, but Yan Tianxing advised her not to go, which is tantamount to giving his soldiers a plug-in, and taking this opportunity to make his soldiers suffer The head is also good.
So after deliberation, Mo Shangyun finally gave up participating in the war, but sat honestly by the beach and waited for the sunrise, while roasting the prey that he had caught beforehand.
When the roasted snake was almost cooked, Mo Shangjun suddenly heard footsteps behind him.
She threw the dead wood in her hand into the fire, then clapped her hands, turned and looked back, sure enough, she saw Yan Tianxing pacing.
In order to match her leisurely feelings, Yan Tianxing went back to get some seasonings when she was about to roast the snake.
However, he also took two more pots of water.
"Here."
After approaching, Yan Tianxing handed her the kettle, which was next to her face, and her cheeks were a little cold.
"Thanks."
Mo Shangjun took it easily, and then raised his eyebrows at Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing patted her head with a smile, then sat down beside her and took out all the seasonings.
So, Mo Shangjun sat aside, drinking water while watching Yan Tianxing sprinkle seasonings on the roasted snake.
When doing these, Yan Tianxing's movements were slow and methodical, following the steps, the technique was smooth, and the pair of hands with long sleeves gave people a pleasing feeling.
Anyway, it was his own, so Mo Shangyun looked at it frankly, no matter how obvious his scrutiny was, and he was a little fascinated by it for a while.
Knowing the nature of Mo Shangyun's face control, Yan Tianxing had no choice but to let her be.
Anyway, just look at him.
It's just that the group of people who are fighting is somewhat disappointing—
It was only five minutes later that Ji Zhou regretted that the hostage had been taken away.
mission failed.
"So fast?"
Mo Shangyun was somewhat surprised.
According to the abilities of those people, it shouldn't be over so soon.
"It's almost there," Yan Tianxing said lightly, "this kind of battle requires a quick decision."
Ningmei thought for a while, but Mo Shangyun couldn't refute it either.
It's such a reason.
Handing over the task of putting the seasonings and follow-up work to Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangyun stretched out and fell straight back, using one hand as a pillow behind his head, and took out an MP3 and a pair of headphones with the other hand. Come, she put one earphone on her left ear, thought about it, and threw the other earphone to Yan Tianxing.
"And to urge me to study?"
As a result, Yan Tianxing couldn't help teasing Mo Shangyun about the earphone.
Normally, when Mo Shangyun puts on her headphones, she is learning a few languages she has recently become fascinated with.
"Listen to the gossip."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows at him with a smile in his eyes.
Gossip
Yan Tianxing was puzzled and thought about what gossip was going on, but as soon as he put on his headphones, he suddenly realized after hearing a rather familiar voice.
Gossip is right, but it's military.
Tell some military stories in a humorous and humorous way, mainly to popularize national defense education for ordinary people.
The speaker is a retired military officer, the kind who carries gold stars, and has hosted military programs before.
Of course Yan Tianxing was familiar.
This episode of the program is about the fire of many foreign naval ships, all examples they know, but it is interesting to say it in the other party's tone.
Yan Tianxing didn't take off the earphone and listened quietly. The voice of the old man, accompanied by the whistling sea breeze, had a unique flavor.
The sky is getting brighter.
There was a drizzle in the sky, and the sun did not come out, but the vision slowly brightened.
Occasionally, Yan Tianxing would glance in the direction of Mo Shangyun.
She lay casually, with one hand resting behind her head, one hand playing with a piece of grass, her eyes were lightly dazed, as if she was closing her eyes and resting, under the weak light, her delicate face could be seen, quiet and beautiful.
Occasionally, when she heard something funny, she would lightly curl her lips into a smile, as if to amuse her.
However, at a certain moment, her eyes opened suddenly, and then she got up and sat beside Yan Tianxing again.
Yan Tianxing raised his eyelids and noticed two people walking from not far away.
Duan Zimu, North Jiangsu.
The two came side by side, with an 88 sniper hanging on their shoulders, and the pace looked very leisurely and casual.
- Good guy, it just came out at this time.
Yan Tianxing glanced at the roasted snake on the bonfire lightly.
Honestly, it's delicious.
As if, Mo Shangyun also thought of this, she reached out and pressed down the brim of her hat, and her eyes fell on the roast snake on the bonfire.
"Looks good, can you rub a little?"
North Jiangsu, who came over, glanced at the roasted snake, and asked the two of them with a smile.
"rub?"
Mo Shangyun raised his head slightly, with a smile that was not a smile, and looked around at the two people standing on one side.
Duan Zimu's eyes met hers, and then she took out what was blocking it at the right time, smiled and said to Mo Shangyun, "By the way, let's have some fire."
In his hand is a hare that has been handled.
Mo Shangjun gave him an "on the road" look, and said almost without hesitation: "Okay."
Perfect.
Duan Zimu and Subei exchanged glances.
However, Yan Tianxing, who was sitting on the side, looked slightly dark.
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