Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 172, I won’t even think about surpassing her
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The sentence gathers, and draws the eyes of all the students present.
It's just that, one by one, the mind is still in the test of Mo Shangyun and Yan Jinzhao, absent-minded, not in the state at all.
Mo Shangyun walked back and came to the other instructors.
She stretched her hand towards Mucheng.
Of course, it was Duan Zimu, who was standing next to Mu Cheng, who handed the roster and trumpet to her.
Lifting his eyelids, Mo Shangyun glanced at Duan Zimu, just to meet Duan Zimu's smiling eyes, Mo Shangjun twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, took the things and turned to the team.
"Zama step, half an hour."
Walking to the front of the team, Mo Shangyun will raise his horn, his voice can not be denied.
Everyone present was stunned for a moment, and then immediately recovered from their previous thoughts.
What?
Zamabu?
"Report!"
There was a loud shout from the crowd.
"Say." Mo Shangyun's brows moved slightly.
"Does the zama step do anything?" the man shouted.
A glance at him, Mo Shangyun said almost perfunctorily: "Self-cultivation."
The person: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Fall!
They are not here to be saints, so they cultivate their body and cultivate their sex!
"Let’s talk about the rules first," Mo Shangyun looked at the tangled faces and continued, "If it is not standard, one point will be deducted; if you can’t stick to it, one point will be deducted."
After speaking, without waiting for them to ask questions one by one, Mo Shangyun said straightforwardly: "Start."
The irrefutable order was smashed down, and even though everyone was reluctant, they had to start struggling in accordance with Mo Shangyun's order.
Zama step is a difficult process. At the beginning of practice, all of them are supported by perseverance.
The most terrible thing is that Mo Shangyun's requirements are very demanding, she must strictly follow her standards, and every deviation can be trained.
But for a few minutes, they kept motionless, sweating on their foreheads, necks, and backs. The afternoon sun hit them, and the effect was even better.
Soon, one by one sweat soaked the clothes.
Mo Shangyun was holding a wooden board and wandering among them. Some non-standard wooden boards waited on them, and the seriously non-standard ones couldn't help but serve with templates and deducted points.
Ji Ruonan is fine, and occasionally points to their posture.
As for Duan Zimu, Peng Yuqiu, and Mu Cheng, they stood far away, idly watching how Mo Shangyun led the soldiers.
"322, 1 point deducted."
Mo Shangyun, standing next to Midsummer, patted Midsummer’s arm with the wooden board in his hand, and said mercilessly.
Midsummer gritted his teeth and glared at Mo Shangyun unwillingly.
She has twenty points left.
If Mo Shangyun picks her fault in the fighting training...
She couldn't hold on for three days.
Her current goal has gone from persisting to staying here for a few more days, at least not to be the first person to leave, so as not to be laughed at when she goes back.
However, whether it was Mo Shangyun or Duan Zimu, the other instructors even deducted points in the name of strictness. After only a few days, 100 points were deducted like this.
In midsummer, raise your brows,
Mo Shangyun didn't care about her, turned around and left.
Midxia stared bitterly at her back, then slowly retracted his gaze, raised his eyes, and looked at Duan Zimu in the open space in front.
Duan Zimu...
The deputy battalion commander of the battalion next door with her. Because they are young and promising, handsome in appearance, and mysterious, they are also the object of the admiration of most female soldiers in their company, and they are often the central figure in their gossip before going to bed.
In midsummer, her lips were pressed tightly, and her face turned pale.
Such a person is now favoring Mo Shangyun consciously or unconsciously.
In the morning exercises and shooting training that Duan Zimu was in charge of yesterday, although the demerit items could not pick out any mistakes, in fact, his deductions were more severe than those of other instructors.
Moreover, focus on her alone.
Thinking of this, Midsummer frowned, and a flame of anger ignited in his heart, as if he could burn his chest through at any time, extremely difficult.
"322, 1 point deducted."
After some time, I heard Mo Shangyun's voice again.
In the midsummer, he immediately pulled back a little bit of sane from the monstrous anger.
She tilted her head and stared angrily at the Mo Shangyun on the side. At this moment, Mo Shangyun had just taken a pen to deduct her score. As soon as she raised her eyes, Yun Danfeng looked at her lightly.
Waiting for her to erupt.
"My movements don't have much error." Shengxia carefully glanced at her movements, gritted her teeth and argued towards Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun shrugged, "So I didn't hit you."
"Then why are you deducting my points?" Midsummer said irritably.
"Not focused enough." Mo Shangyun said slowly.
"..."
In midsummer, biting her lower lip, her lip color was pale.
Forcibly resisted the urge not to fight with Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun shook the plank and left with the roster.
At the same time--
"Eh, the letters, I see it says in the information," Mu Cheng, who looked at Mo Shangyun's two consecutive deductions under his eyes, touched his chin, and said to Duanzi, "This summer is yours. Soldier?"
"I don't call letters."
Duan Zimu didn't even look at him.
"That's called Little A?" Mu Cheng deliberately asked.
"..."
Duan Zimu didn't even have the thought of paying attention to him.
"Do you know her then?" Hooked on Mucheng's shoulder, Peng Yu Qiuchao asked, "I guess, if I took her away, she would have to toss about it."
"I know it in my heart." After a pause, Duan Zimu added unhurriedly, "She can't toss it up."
I used to have a little memory of this midsummer because of outstanding achievements in the female soldiers.
However, when I went to participate in the selection of Special Forces X, there was a dark history, and there was no truth in what I said.
It's a big trouble, and it's not good for her future.
Even if she wants to break things up, she doesn't have any reason.
"That will do."
Peng Yuqiu nodded, and patted Mucheng on the shoulder to signal him to feel relieved.
Mu Cheng slowly withdrew his gaze, thinking that in the future, Duan Zimu would have to get used to this nickname.
At the end of the half-hour horse-walking time, Mo Shangyun looked at most of the deducted points with satisfaction, then blew his whistle and let them rest for five minutes.
As soon as her voice fell, most of the people fell to the ground.
I raised my eyes and swept over, and only a few students with martial arts skills can still stand intact, but they are all sweaty and consume a lot of physical energy.
"Damn, do we have to sprint every time in our fighting training? Twice this week, I have to abandon it."
Someone lay on the ground and started complaining.
"Come on, I have to endure hardships, and I am a master. Anyway, since I saw instructor Mo Jiangyan defeated, I have no idea what she wants us to do."
"That said, instructor Mo must have practiced like this. Damn, if I can surpass her one day, no matter how much hardship I suffer."
"Don't even think about surpassing her, let's make Yanzheng a goal first." The people on the side poured cold water on them in a chilly manner.
"..."
The collective silence.
After that, there was another long sigh.
When can instructor Mo have such a perverted force value? !
A group of people have suffered and sweated, and their hearts are full of yearning for Mo Shangyun's strength. However, this secret yearning didn't take long before the collective whistle sounded again.
Everyone gritted their teeth, endured the aches and pains all over, and gathered together in a proper manner.
What greeted them next was all kinds of terrible torture.
Through the self-examination in the first fighting training, Mo Shangyun magically classified the fighting abilities of more than 300 people in a simple way. The first batch of the strongest still practiced independently, and the second batch can be controlled. The basic skills of good combat and the third batch of those with great room for improvement are all checked by Mo Shangyun.
And personally check it.
The third batch, grabbing and fighting, starting to learn from beginning to end; the second batch all asked Mo Shangyun to correct me.
In the next two hours, Mo Shangyun basically did not rest, and the students who rested from time to time were exhausted and panting, but she didn't seem to feel tired alone, she came and went freely among them.
This strong stamina has shocked people sturdily.
Never mind the men, but Mo Shangyun is only a woman, and she is so young, it is a blow to them.
In the last half hour, conduct group fighting and confrontation training.
According to three batches of students, they are divided into groups. First, everyone will perform a 2-person PK, and then a random 2-to-1 PK.
In order to save time, the three groups of people were divided into three areas and PK was conducted almost at the same time.
Mo Shangyun, who has a rough idea of their strength, watched back and forth between the three areas after the start of the PK. The supervisor was in charge of the teaching assistant.
Wandering around in the second and third batches of students, Mo Shangyun only came to the first batch of advanced soldiers.
"The results of Mo Shangyun, Lin Qi and Shengxia PK came out."
As soon as he arrived, Ji Ruonan walked straight towards Mo Shangyun.