Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 374, use time to breathe [three shifts]

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Field survival training, the fourth day.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

The first team led by Mo Shangyun, Peng Yuqiu, and Duan Zimu successfully reached the destination that should have arrived on the third day.

Standing on the clearing ground, Mo Shangyun blew his whistle on his hands, and then issued a command, "rest in place."

As soon as the voice fell, a group of crooked students fell to the ground in an instant, and there were only a handful of people who could stand.

"Grandma is a bear, when will she be big in such days?"

"It's really going to be played to death. At first I came out at night, followed by ambushes on the road during the day. Now I am chasing one after another. There is less and less food on my body, and it's a ghost."

"Come on, say a few words less, and use the time to catch your breath."

……

Hearing the students complaining intermittently, Mo Shangyun raised his hand and rubbed his temple.

In the first two days, these students were really tossed a bit miserably.

The abilities of the ambushers are stronger than one; the attack methods are stranger than once; the attack time is shorter than once again; and the food carried is less than once.

From these attacks, there is no pattern at all, and when it is random, it all depends on their mood. But the students are always nervous, making a fuss about the slightest disturbance, and even a moment of rest is rare.

Up to now, there are only a few people who have not received paintballs, including the pre-test scores of You Nianyu, Tang Poems, and Yangui who dodges the first. And those who suffered a lot of paintballs...Two students have been forced to withdraw from this field survival training, and four or five have suffered four rounds of paintball.

"I'm taking it too." Peng Yuqiu walked to the stone aside, sat down, and shook his head helplessly, "There are so many tricks, and even real special forces may not be able to stand it." /

"Oh?"

Mo Shangyun glanced at Peng Yuqiu, who had missed a paintball.

Notice the look in her eyes, Peng Yuqiu became more helpless, "Do I look like a normal special soldier?"

Mo Shangyun shrugged.

She didn't say, it was really ‘very average’.

However, she hasn’t seen ordinary special forces very much. In her opinion, there are two types of "she can surpass" and "cannot surpass". Since there is no standard for measurement, it is impossible to accurately judge Peng Yuqiu. ability.

Peng Yuqiu's mouth twitched when she saw Mo Shangyun's "You're happy" expression.

"Here."

Duan Zimu walked from the back of the queue and handed a bottle of water to Mo Shangyun.

"Thanks."

Mo Shangyun took it, and just raised her hand to unscrew it. She suddenly found that the bottle cap had been unscrewed. She glanced at Duan Zimu, then raised her head and took a drink.

Mineral water was also found from the ambushers.

Their backpacks are very empty. Since they have food, they don’t take it for nothing.

Sometimes, in addition to food, they can also search for some useful props, such as matches, flashlights, ropes, etc., and even night vision goggles can get one or two.

After drinking nearly a third, Mo Shangyun put the cap back on the bottle.

Jan Zimu, who has been staring at her, looked a little dazed, and then reduced the emotions in his eyes, and asked unhurriedly: "Are you planning to fight back?"

"Tell me after you rest."

Mo Shangyun stuffed the leftover water into the bag and said lazily.

Such "you chase me and hide, you hide me and chase" seriously delayed their journey. If they don't take any action, they may still be around the middle of the route after the seven days are over.

It's a bit embarrassing if you don't arrive on time.

Mo Shangyun is more concerned about this.

Duan Zimu took a deep look at her, then nodded kindly, "OK."

Peng Yuqiu, who was sitting on the side, raised his eyes to look at the two of them, a thought flashed across his eyebrows.

The emotional entanglement of the captain is really not clear in one or two sentences.

Peng Yuqiu didn't notice this moment of contemplation. In the team lying on the ground, someone raised his eyes and gave him a deep look. Just before he noticed, he quickly closed his eyes back.

Liang Zhiqiong sat on the grass, straightened his right leg, bent his left leg, leaned over and hugged the knee of his left leg, with his head resting on the knee, absent-mindedly watching a line of ants that had never been far away.

"How about your feet?"

You Nianyu walked over and handed her a pack of compressed biscuits and a bottle of water.

Hearing the sound, Liang Zhiqiong looked up listlessly, took a look at You Nianyu, took the food, and thanked him in a low voice, "Thank you."

"Feet."

Frowning, You Nianyu spit out a word emphatically.

"The feet are pretty good." Liang Zhiqiong lowered his head, tearing open the package of compressed biscuits, and said casually, "I just twisted it, it's almost good."

While speaking, he turned his ankle specially.

However, the face hidden in the shadows was almost distorted in pain, and both brows frowned.

Her head is buried very low, she moves as usual, and she can still hear her biting compressed cookies. You Nianyu didn't see her expression clearly, but found an abnormality, just didn't like to be nosy, so he didn't ask.

She thought, if someone like Liang Zhiqiong is bluffing, if his foot injury is really serious, he probably won't be so calm.