Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 392, end abuse 907 [10] loser [one more]

lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter of Ace Special Warfare Army Young Chasing His Wife!

The duration of the entire battle was as Mo Shangyun expected.

Resolved within ten minutes.

There were no accidents in the middle, and the whole process went smoothly to an incredible degree.

Mo Shangyun and others have no feeling. If this kind of jungle warfare can't be successfully succeeded, it will be equivalent to a humiliation to their strength.

However, the 907 students who were not in the state during the whole process, because of this unprepared attack and sudden end, their self-esteem was severely damaged, and they were completely autistic after reacting to what happened during the short period of fighting.

Even when Yan Gui was pushed aside to stay, they walked over without saying a word, and when they sat on the ground, they began to look at each other and doubt life.

"Are they really students of special forces?"

"Whether it is or not, we have been too embarrassed in this battle."

"We underestimate the enemy, and the way we defend is too single."

"No, how did they know we were hiding in the grass?"

"The ghost knows."

Several people complained. At the end, apart from regret and depression, they didn't even bother to mention anger.

The overwhelming victory, the absolute strength gap, even if they were given another chance, it would be difficult for them to believe that they would turn defeat into victory.

The speed of the enemy is too fast. That is the effect that can be achieved after repeated training. I don't know what kind of cruel training these people usually go through.

In short, in such a short time, they can see a clear gap.

When the equipment and the number of people are equal, it is difficult to win at all.

"By the way, what about that kid? Why haven't you seen him?" Finally, someone remembered their long-lost comrades.

"With his ability, he shouldn't be easily destroyed, right? Is he wandering in other places?"

"Damn, how could it be possible! Even if he is deaf, he can hear so many gunshots just now?!"

Several people talked for a while, and finally turned their attention to the group of enemies.

"Eh, did you see our other teammate?" the captain asked, and after a while, he added, "A very sturdy person."

Yan Gui was sorting out the food that he had searched from them, and answered casually, "Biao did not see it, but there is a weak little pitiful——"

Speaking of this, Yan Gui stretched out his hand and pointed in a certain direction, and then said: "I am being hung to that tree now. If you rush over now, he may still have the strength to scold you a few words." /

Everyone: "..."

Faced with the description of "the weak little pitiful", they were totally unwilling to be linked to the management, but after seeing the direction Yangui was pointing to, they took a few closer glances and found something strange. In the end, they Looking through the binoculars to find out, he saw Guankui hanging in the air.

"You really caught him?"

"Damn, why did you hang him to a tree?!"

"In case something happens, you are responsible for it!"

This group of people is always loyal. It doesn't feel happy to see that the usual boring management is hung on the tree, but the first time they criticize Mo Shangyun and others.

Of course, there are two activists who ran down the **** without saying a word.

"Since we are captives, we can do whatever we want," Yan Gui replied with a smile on his face, "It's fine if we don't solve it locally, right?"

After dealing with them, Yan Gui saw Mo Shangyun pacing up after reporting the news with his superiors, and couldn’t wait to offer his diligence today, “Mo Mo, this is the food found on them, you want Eat?"

Lifting his eyelids, Mo Shangyun said casually: "Give me a pack of compressed biscuits."

I'm really hungry.

I ate self-heating rice in the car, but it was also in the afternoon. I haven't eaten anything since I got off the car.

Now that the task is solved, filling the stomach is the top priority.

Immediately, Yangui selected a pack of compressed biscuits with the best appearance and handed it to Mo Shangyun.

His diligence and the calmness of the people around him are all due to the dumbfounded look at the 907 dumbfounded.

The difference in treatment is too obvious. Why doesn't anyone say a few words?

All of them seem to be taken for granted.

At the same time, one of them suddenly pulled the two people next to him, then lowered his voice and asked: "Do you think that woman's voice is a bit familiar?"

"It sounds a bit like this." Soon, one of the people next to him nodded in agreement.

The four of them all looked at the "familiar" person.

Mo Shangyun was sitting cross-legged under the flag at the moment. Because the weather was too hot, she took off her training uniform jacket, and tied her long sleeves around her waist. The short sleeves she wore inside revealed two slender arms. All the communication helmets were thrown to her hand, she put the compressed biscuits aside, Duan Zimu threw a water bottle at her, she reached out and fished it without even looking at it, unscrewed it and drank a few mouthfuls.

A series of actions are pleasing to the eye.

The moment she raised her head, four pairs of eyes stared at her closely, recognizing the outline of her face.

Although her face was covered with military camouflage, her appearance was not so illegible, so in a very short time, some familiar images appeared in the minds of all four people.

"It seems to be—"

Someone murmured.

But before I said the name, I heard another shout, "Instructor Mo!"

Hearing this sudden shout, Mo Shangyun and others stopped their movements and looked at the group of them.

Because their personal characteristics are not as distinct as they are managed, Tang poetry has no impression of them, but some of them remember Tang poetry, so they soon discovered that among these few people, not only The former fighting instructor, and the students who have trained together...

They are dumbfounded.

What kind of team is this?

"Mo Mo, do so many people remember you?" Yan Gui asked Mo Shangyun with interest.

Mo Shangyun tore open the package of compressed biscuits and replied casually: "Maybe."

It's not a shame to remember her.

However, she and Yan Gui asked each question and answered, unconsciously confessing to those people-yes, I am your instructor Mo.

Because the four of them were too surprised, they didn't say anything for a while, but stared at Mo Shangyun dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly.

I didn't expect it at all.

I thought that after Mo Shangyun left last time, it would be difficult for him to meet him again.

Unexpectedly, on this occasion--

No!

How could they meet Mo Shangyun on this occasion? !

Isn't Mo Shangyun an instructor of special forces? !

Suddenly doubts surfaced, they looked at each other a few times, and then walked a few steps in the direction of Mo Shangyun.

"Instructor Mo, isn't this a tactical exercise for Special Forces students, why are you... appearing here?" one of them asked very tactfully.

If the instructor pretends to be a student to participate in the exercise, will it... be treated as cheating? !

If you think about it carefully, someone like Mo Shangyun who has the ability to be an instructor becomes their opponent. They lose so ugly, it doesn't seem to be a very difficult thing to tell?

"I am here, naturally because we are all students." Mo Shangyun bit the compressed biscuits and asked lazily, "Is there any problem?"

"Then she--" The man pointed in the direction of Tang poetry, "Where is Tang poetry?"

Tang Shi, who was concentrating on eating compressed biscuits with Yu Yitong, heard the topic shift to him, looked back at them, and then seriously responded: "I am also a student."

"..."

This incomprehensible operation made it difficult for the little hearts of the four people present to accept it for a while.

What's the matter? !

Are these people who left from 907 all the special forces rushing to ask for? !

You need to know that they spent a lot of time on going to the Special Forces 907. How come they feel that they have the right to choose? !

"Mo Shangyun, I think it is the right choice for you to leave 907." Yu Yitong said suddenly, and glanced at the four people lightly, "It doesn't make much sense to mix with this group of people and be an instructor."

"What do you mean?!"

This very obvious irony successfully angered these four people.

Yu Yitong said: "I despise what you mean."

"Don't be so blunt, they don't want face?" Yan Gui said kind words to the side.

"The loser does not deserve face." Yu Yitong said bluntly.

Yan Gui: "..." Well, Yu Yitong is really venomous, and he can't save him.

He moved aside, intending to free up a battlefield.

The four people who were irritated also clearly wanted to fight, but Duan Zimu stood up at this moment and said lazily: "Don't lose badly, just behave."

With these words, the anger of the four people on Yu Yitong was successfully brought back and transferred to him.

They are worrying about dealing with Yu Yitong, a woman who is a bit embarrassed, and now a man stands up-they must find this place back!

－－－－－－Off topic－－－－－－

There is one more chapter.