Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 142, don’t be disappointed, here is pretty good [two more]

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Four people play poker, and the atmosphere is harmonious.

The night is getting darker, a little bit of coolness is added to the air, and the night breeze is blowing, irritating the skin, and it is a bit cold.

The four of them added a lot of firewood to the bonfire, which burned vigorously, driving away the cold all over.

The season is just right, in the early spring, before summer, there are few mosquitoes and ants, entertaining by the fire, so I am very happy.

However, the certain master who was sitting alone by the bonfire, focusing on roasting bamboo shoots, was completely contrary to the atmosphere on their side. The whole body was enveloped by air-conditioning, and the wind blew, and it was extremely depressed.

In this depression, Yan Tianxing contacted Mu Cheng and explained the post-zero action plan.

Until I finished speaking, the three bamboo shoots in my hand were also baked smoothly.

There is not much seasoning, just sprinkle with salt and pepper, spread evenly, and then take the branches away from the bonfire.

I glanced at the four people who were still sitting together, Yan Tianxing looked a little gloomy, stood up with the roasted bamboo shoots, and walked straight over there.

"Team Yan!"

"Team Yan!"

Hearing the movement, the two friendly forces immediately called him enthusiastically, but they were reluctant to leave half of the cards in their hands.

Yan Tianxing didn't look at them, and directly handed the three bamboo shoots to Mo Shangyun.

The bamboo shoots are grilled just right, they are not charred even when they are grilled on an open flame, they are fully cooked, and they have a fragrance.

"Thanks."

Mo Shangyun took it.

Yan Tianxing glanced over her coolly, then looked at the two friendly forces, and his voice was calm as a command, "Go."

After that, I didn't wait for the two friendly forces to make a decision-whether to choose to finish the round or just follow Yan Tianxing straightforwardly. Yan Tianxing directly turned around, flipped his hand, and a flashlight appeared in his hand. When the switch was pushed, the light of the flashlight illuminates the road ahead.

He was gone, and the two friendly forces looked at each other, naturally not daring to stay for a long time, so he looked at Mo Shangyun and Mu Qixuan apologetically, put the cards away, and got up and hurriedly followed.

Mu Qixuan picked up the playing cards on the ground.

Mo Shangyun glanced casually at the direction where Yan Tianxing was leaving.

The figure was shrouded in darkness, only a flash of light from a flashlight was left, shining in the direction in front, and gradually, the beam of light followed the person holding the flashlight, further away.

Retracting his gaze, Mo Shangyun assigned a bamboo shoot to Mu Qixuan.

Taking it over, Mu Qixuan took a bite and praised without hesitation: "It tastes good."

Mo Shangyun, who was originally not hopeful, took a bite curiously. The bamboo shoots are very crisp and have a unique fragrance. The conditions are limited. They are not as tasty as the other ingredients, but the taste is indeed good.

She had eaten it once when she was young.

The man’s cooking skills are not very good. I can only say that you can eat everything you make. The bamboo shoots that are grilled are also scorched. But at that time, she hadn’t eaten hot food for two days and two nights. Eat it.

In my memory, I have eaten it all, but the taste is very ordinary.

It's just a whim, but I didn't expect that Yan Tianxing not only cooked it, but also guaranteed the taste in such a simple environment.

Looking at the bamboo shoot left in his hand again, Mo Shangyun paused for a while, and then handed it to Mu Qixuan.

Mu Qixuan stared at her for a while, and finally smiled, not knowing what to do.

*

In the evening, Mo Shangyun and Mu Qixuan finished eating all the food and chatted for a while. After about ten o'clock, they cleaned up the bonfire and its traces and went into their respective tents.

They were at the edge of the fighting zone. Although no one spotted them, they listened to gunfire all night.

"Boom, boom, boom," the sound of the Type 95 automatic rifle, beeping intermittently, and didn't stop until dawn.

At dawn, Mo Shangyun and Mu Qixuan came out of the tent tacitly. Without a good rest, they were not very energetic. When they came out and saw each other, they couldn't help but smile at each other.

The two went to the stream to wash briefly, and then came back to tidy up the tent.

Carrying the bag, go back the same way.

"What time do you leave?"

Walking through a section of waterway, Mo Shangyun suddenly asked Mu Qixuan.

"In the afternoon, the train at two o'clock."

"The train?" Mo Shangyun looked back at Mu Qixuan.

From here to them, it takes a lot of time to take the train.

Mu Qixuan helplessly explained, "No way, the team is poor."

It turned out to be public...

So, Mo Shangyun retracted his gaze to express his understanding.

This time, Mo Shangyun became familiar with the terrain and took a shortcut back. It only took four hours to get out of the mountain.

The two were lucky, they ran into a tractor, and the driver enthusiastically took them for a ride and drove them to the city.

When they got out of the car, they received the strange sight of nearby pedestrians, so they looked at each other.

Although they did a simple tidying up before departure, they stayed on the tractor for a while without saying anything. Although one was wearing marine camouflage and the other was wearing military jackets and army pants, they were not easy to get dirty, but the two Somewhat embarrassing.

The exposed skin was scratched, and the face was rubbed with some black and gray. With the meticulous dressing of the people who came and went, two people with excellent foundation appeared like this, it is indeed a little conspicuous.

"Let's take a bath in a hotel." Mo Shangyun suggested after touching his nose.

Mu Qixuan smiled, took a step closer to her, raised her hand and hooked her shoulder, "Then you say, do I look like a rogue soldier who abducted an ignorant girl to open a house?"

Mo Shangyun glanced at him leisurely, and noticed the gloating of his brows, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"No clothes to change, so be it."

Mo Shangyun shrugged, excluding any impromptu thoughts.

Mu Qixuan looked at the time on the watch, patted her on the shoulder, and smiled: "It's still early, you can go back to the guest house in the military area."

"Reconnaissance camp?" Mo Shangyun's brows moved slightly.

"Yeah." Mu Qixuan nodded, "Let's go back together."

"No reply."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, turned and left.

"Hey--" Mu Qixuan hooked her shoulders, brought her back, looked at her calm face, and asked with a smile, "Go back half a day early, feel you lost?"

"What do you think?" Mo Shangyun asked calmly.

Pause for a moment, Mu Qixuan helplessly, "We two go back together, afraid that people will gossip, or..."

After a sudden pause in the words, Mu Qixuan's relaxed tone suddenly suppressed, and there was a little more magnetism in his voice, "Afraid people will think you are suing?"

"Perhaps, I'm afraid I'll go back early and come to find something." Mo Shangyun took the conversation unhurriedly.

Since she was given three days off, she stayed out for three days, as they wanted.

"You can go back later." Mu Qixuan nodded slightly, but looked a little cautious, "However, before you leave the senior, I would like to give two suggestions."

"Say."

"The first one, the body is the most important, take good care of yourself." Mu Qixuan paused.

Because of the rumors related to Mo Shangyun's unauthorized actions, Mu Qixuan inquired carefully, and only then knew that Mo Shangyun had singled out two mercenaries by himself, and there were many wounds on his body.

There are also shallow scars on the knuckles of the right hand.

"I know." Mo Shangyun nodded perfunctorily.

"Knowing it's useless, just remember it."

I knocked her head through the wide-brimmed hat, the action was very light, and the emphasis was on emphasis.

Mo Shangyun gave him a slanted look, and replied, "Okay."

After all, she is a senior, and helped her deal with her mentor, so let's take an ideological education class.

Knowing that she didn't take it to heart, it was obvious that her attitude was not bad, Mu Qixuan reluctantly shook his head, and then went around the topic.

"Second," Mu Qixuan narrowed his eyebrows to idle, and said softly, "I know you can accept it, but accept it. You can still be reconciled and slap people in the face. But don't be disappointed, it Very good, really."

The pedestrians around, occasionally glanced over here, but the voice was noisy. Only Mo Shangyun could hear this low voice.

Word by word, clearly and profoundly.

Mo Shangyun can hear clearly and understand the meaning of his words.

When he said "accept", he meant punishment.

When he said "it", he meant the army.

Everyone in Erlian feels that such punishment is unfair.

The insiders know that there are other reasons behind such punishment, so they can understand.

As far as Mo Shangyun's situation is concerned, she can refuse to accept it.

She can even take action against this, to make the matter a big deal, so that the decision-makers can't get off the stage.

But, she accepted.

However, if she can accept it, it doesn't mean that she is a saint, she will have no idea.

Mu Qixuan didn't tell her not to have any thoughts, but to let her not be disappointed in the whole group because of this.

Mo Shangyun lifted his eyelids slightly and looked at Mu Qixuan, who was serious-faced. The sun was reflected in the bottom of his eyes, and there was light jumping, which was quite dazzling.

This senior, unlike a mentor, likes to talk about a set of principles, he does not speak Mandarin, he has a wealth of experience in leading soldiers, so he can understand.

So, I drew a bottom line for her.

The bottom line has been crossed, and she is really disappointed with this collective, and there is no need to continue.

For a while, Mo Shangyun asked him playfully, "Have you been disappointed?"

Looking at her smiling eyebrows, she was infected somehow, and Mu Qixuan also smiled, "You are more fortunate in seniors, hesitated, but not disappointed."

"Don't worry," Mo Shangyun smiled, pushing away the hand on her shoulder, smiling even more, "One company, one battalion, I won't let me deny it."

"Yes," Mu Qixuan nodded, and offered an invitation, "I have time to visit the land and sea."

Mo Shangyun tilted his head, "I am also good at water."

For a moment, Mu Qixuan couldn't help laughing, "As long as you want, you are always welcome."

"I won't give it away." Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes lightly.

They stopped at the bus stop, and a bus that could go directly to the reconnaissance camp came here.

It's also time to separate.

"See you next time."

Mu Qixuan glanced at the bus, then waved to Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun stood there and watched him get into the car.

Having been waiting for the bus to leave, she slowly retracted her gaze, put her hands in her trouser pockets, turned around, and left along the street.

*

Mo Shangyun wandered in the street.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, she received a text message from Mu Qixuan.

——[Little Slick, the senior is gone. 】

Mo Shangyun replied.

——【A good trip. 】

Then, I picked up my phone, found a restaurant and had a meal, and stopped a taxi back to the reconnaissance camp.

When I returned to the camp, it was already dark.

The taxi stopped at the door. Mo Shangyun checked out and got out of the car without an officer's ID. After checking his identity with the guard at the door, he entered the door unhurriedly with his bag on his back.

Her dressing is very conspicuous in the uniform uniforms that go back and forth. From time to time someone looks over here, but the sky is too dark, and she lowers the wide-brimmed hat so low that anyone who is not familiar with her will not recognize it. Who is it?

They were not recognized until they came to Erlian base.

"Mo Fulian, you are back!"

"Mr. Mo, what kind of dress are you, did you go hiking?"

"Mr. Mo, you are finally back. We want to kill you."

"Mo Fulian..."

From the playground to the dormitory building, more than ten people followed, all of them talking with Mo Shangyun very passionately.

"Come."

Mo Shangyun stopped and beckoned to them.

A group of people immediately gathered around, forming a circle around her.

"So energetic, or..." After a meal, everyone was suddenly nervous, only Mo Shangyun smiled at the corners of his lips, and asked slowly, "Let your company commander add a practice at night?"

Your company commander.

The four words have reduced the interest of a group of people who were still excited by more than half.

Mo Shangyun could not supervise their training, they knew about it on the first day of Mo Shangyun's holiday.

It is said that the time is until the end of this month.

However, it was revealed that Mo Shangyun will not be in Lian for the next four months. In other words, they will not be trained for these four months.

"Mufulian, additional training is okay, can you come?"

"Yeah, I'm used to being abused by you. If you don't come, we will be uncomfortable."

"If you don't speak, you can just watch it."

"Really, the deputy company commander is watching us training, isn't it okay?"

They were all burly and burly men, carrying on the training ground, without crying in front of her, but at this moment, one after another, full of frustration and disappointment, all kinds of bad ideas, The meaning of reluctance.

Mo Shangyun was surrounded by the crowd, listening to their babbled "spoofing", listening, but involuntarily laughed.

"Okay," Mo Shangyun interrupted them, "I don't like Captain Lang training you, right? Yes, I will feed back your opinions to Captain Lang."

Everyone: "..."

For a time, all the regrets and dissatisfaction were wiped out by Mo Shangyun.

The crowd fell silent suddenly.

They are reluctant to bear Mo Shangyun, and they feel unfair for her, but her attitude...

Not right.

As long as she speaks, they lose all emotions.

"Let it go, let it go."

Xiang Yongming emerged from nowhere, waved his hands, and persuaded rather disappointingly.

"Did we just say something?"

"No, no."

"Hey, I don't know when Fulian Mo will come back."

"Isn't she there—" was interrupted.

"Yeah, yeah, I miss her."

"I am idle at night, let's go to the training ground first."

"Go on, let's be together."

A group of several people, as if Mo Shangyun didn't exist, and when they didn't say anything just now, they went to the training ground as a group.

Become smart.

Mo Shangyun glanced at them, carrying his bag, and entered the dormitory building unhurriedly.

Go straight back to the dormitory, first took a shower with the training uniform, and then packed off the backpack. After finishing the housework, I strolled to the cooking class for a fried rice, and then went back to the office.

"Back?"

Lang Yan, who was working on the documents for tomorrow's meeting in the office, greeted her with a big smile.

"Hmm."

"How are you playing?"

"Very good." Mo Shangyun replied quite perfunctorily.

Lang Yan smiled and looked at her, "There will be a meeting tomorrow, the focus is on the April training camp."

"Huh?"

"Of course, you don't need to participate." With a signature pen in his hand, Lang Yan tapped the end on the table, pondered for a moment, and said, "If possible, wait for you to submit the list and report to it. "

Mo Shangyun nodded, "Yeah."

Able to understand Lang Yan's intentions.

The list of the April training camp is determined by the person in charge of the training camp. Yan Tianxing is one of the persons in charge and has the right to let the instructor be in charge, but he still decides the final quota.

Mo Shangyun, as one of the instructors, does not need to participate in their discussion of the April training camp, so as not to be biased.

Similarly, if she shows the list to others in advance, if the leader is not satisfied, it is very likely to cause her trouble.

It's better to chop first and play later.

Giving the list directly to Yan Tianxing is not considered as leapfrogging, but by showing the list to other leaders in advance, they are suspected of leapfrogging.

Lang Yan reminded her this way, also out of good intentions.

Sitting down at his desk, turning on the computer, Mo Shangyun called up the electronic roster of the three companies, and copied the list of outstanding and memorable personnel into a new file.

Continuously, every company selects more than ten people, and then deletes them.

After some consideration, there are 14 people left in the first company, exactly 10 people in the second company, and 13 people in the third company.

In the next few days, four people will be ruled out in a row, and three people will be ruled out in a third row.

After staring at the list for a few times, Mo Shangyun closed the documents, and then stood up.

"Where to go?" Lang Yan asked her casually.

"Walk."

Mo Shangyun shrugged.

*

Mo Shangyun is going for a walk.

Still go for a walk throughout the camp.

Furthermore, this "walk" took five full days.

She stayed for two days in a row, and for three days in a row for three days. She moved a stool to sit near the training ground, with Erlang's legs tilted, and a folder in her hand. As soon as others approached her, she closed the folder. , She continued after leaving.

This weird behavior made both companies suspect that she could not intervene in the training of the Second Company. Taking advantage of the time for the examination, she is now here as an undercover agent.

The two companies guarded Mo Shangyun as a thief, but every time the people in Erlian didn't see Mo Shangyun in the training ground, they would feel a touch of sadness in their hearts.

On the night of the fifth day, Mo Shangyun determined the final list of the first company and the third company based on several days of observation.

Then, I sent it to Yan Tianxing via WeChat.

And, the reply she received was--

【Tomorrow at seven o'clock, a car will come to pick you up. 】

After scanning this line to reply, Mo Shangyun subconsciously glanced at the calendar placed on the table.

February 27.

Tomorrow, the quarterly assessment of the reconnaissance camp.

Leave at night?