Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 061, extremely bad temperament

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Mo Shangyun looked at these people.

Two days off, but the training was harder than usual. It is estimated that they also know that retraining today will be a little different. All of them cheered up and worked hard.

"It seems that you have been suffering for two days," Mo Shangyun said leisurely, and then raised his eyebrows and asked them, "Why, can you still hold it?"

"Can hold it!"

Hundreds of people, shouted in unison.

Mo Shangyun stepped back calmly, a little farther away from them, and then dazedly asked very casually: "It can be held...that's OK, do you still want to win a game?"

"Want!"

There was another shout, deafening.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows lightly, "In this case, I have made a new training plan for you..."

After speaking, Mo Shangyun took a step forward again, with a faint smile on his brows, but his tone increased a bit, "This time, I won't force you, you can withdraw at any time if you can't hold on. No punishment, return to your previous training."

"However, you can stick to it," Mo Shangyun paused and continued, "The challenge will continue at the end of February. It shouldn't be a problem."

Mo Shangyun said it lightly.

Simply talked about the consequences, and the consequences are within their tolerance.

Persevere, can win.

No persistence, no punishment.

Give them absolute freedom of choice.

It’s like putting a broad road in front of them, telling them, look, if you go down this road, you can become strong and give a sigh of humiliation to the past, but this road is too difficult and dangerous , When you can’t hold on, just walk towards the nearby path, it’s easy, and you can return to the original point and enjoy peace.

She, no longer force them.

Whether they want to become stronger is entirely up to them.

Erlian realized this, but felt a sense of loss.

Hey, this person is also cheap. When he was driven to run, he felt resentment towards her. Now that he is free to them, they feel that something is missing.

"Report!" Li Liang suddenly shouted.

"Say."

"Will you train with us?" Li Liang asked forcefully.

The street light is on, his eyes are bright and dark, hiding his stubbornness, but he is softened by the warm light.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids lazily, "General training, no company."

Isn't it a waste of time to let her follow the general physical training?

Li Liang was silent.

Mo Shangyun didn't compete with them for a while, and no longer suppressed their morale, it was difficult for people to adapt to it for a while.

"Zhang Zheng, get out!" Mo Shangyun shouted leisurely.

"To!"

The leader of the platoon, Zhang Zheng, stepped forward sternly.

Mo Shangyun handed him the folder in his hand, "Follow this training."

"Yes!"

Zhang Zheng took it and responded decisively.

Mo Shangyun waved his hand, said "You are free," and then turned away gracefully.

Just so... left.

A gang of fighters looked like Er Lengzi. They looked at her without scolding or belittling them. The one who walked was called a neat and tidy one, with no sense of happiness at all.

They are not, they are suffering from Stockholm syndrome...

The sky was very dark, and Mo Shangyun's figure quickly disappeared into the darkness and disappeared from the field of vision.

*

Dawn breaks, dawn is faint.

Mo Shangyun stood in the corridor outside the office, looking at the bunch of rotten cabbage leaves on the playground that were doing morning exercises.

Morning exercises are all basic physical training. During the day, it is professional training, plus some physical training. At night, it is... the professional study of recruits.

Reconnaissance tactics, armed penetration, precautions for survival in the wild, use of mechanical equipment, etc.

There is much more that recruits have to learn.

Lang Yan plans to study again in the next year, but Mo Shangyun has advanced it. Anyway, physical fitness and knowledge are both grasped, and the assessment at the end of February will also include the assessment of professional knowledge. The recruits cannot be delayed.

The sound of footsteps came from the side, from far to near.

Mo Shangyun casually retracted his gaze, turned sideways, and looked in the direction of the person coming, just in time to meet Lang Yan's gaze.

"Morning." Lang Yan walked over.

"Morning."

"I heard that you have no punitive measures this time." Lang Yan stopped in front of her and asked her with a smile.

"Hmm."

Mo Shangyun nodded perfunctorily.

Lang Yan asked curiously: "Why?"

He actually wanted Mo Shangyun to be stricter. If he left it alone, he was worried that they would fall without the enthusiasm and complete the training without any enthusiasm.

Mo Shangyun shrugged, and did not hide it, "The training intensity is too strong, and there is no punishment for them."

Lang Yan was taken aback.

In other words, Mo Shangyun never thought about letting them fend for themselves?

After thinking about it, Lang Yan asked again: "What if someone chooses to quit?"

Mo Shangyun smiled, and there was a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

"After a series of stimuli, I couldn't even insist on the assessment at the end of February..." Mo Shangyun paused slightly, "Are they still scouts?"

"..." Lang Yan was speechless for a while.

If it hadn't been mentioned by Mo Shangyun, he had really forgotten that the training with Yilian had dealt a big blow to Erlian.

Anyone who is a bit dignified and proud, will not die with all their hard work, until the end of February, the final result will be assessed, and they will be wasted the title of "scout".

Lang Yan felt that Mo Shangyun was really thoughtful.

Mo Shangyun walked to the office.

Lang Yan followed closely, "I have another question."

"Ask."

"In the beginning, you suppressed their self-esteem, stimulated their fighting spirit, and then cooperated with them to stimulate them, and now you throw out the training plan, and you are happy and free..." Lang Yan stared at her suspiciously, "Yes Didn’t it have been arranged long ago?"

Mo Shangyun paused, and gave him a slanted look, "Lang Captain."

"Hey!"

Lang Yan stopped beside her.

As soon as his arm was raised, Mo Shangyun put his elbow on his shoulder, looked at him with a smile, and said in a good voice: "This person, when he should be confused, he has to pretend, otherwise...it's easy to be shocked. !"

"..."

Lang Yan fell silent, and almost never sprayed her blood in person.

I've been damaging him around the corners, and I only found out now that it's better not to notice it, or I don't seem to be good at it.

At that moment, Lang Yan deeply felt that Erlian's collective hatred of Mo Shangyun was definitely not without reason.

"It will snow the day after tomorrow," Mo Shangyun moved his elbow away, looking in a good mood, "Let’s advance the antifreeze training at that time."

"..."

Lang Yan looked at her and said nothing.

This woman is really bad-tempered.