Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 375. Do you want to be decent once?

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Since the students were chased all night like bereaved dogs, their self-esteem and self-confidence were seriously affected, so Mo Shangyun gave them an hour to rest.

But--

Not very effective.

An hour later, they just adjusted slightly, eating some food to regain their strength, but still lying weakly and sitting on the ground, they didn't even want to move.

Mo Shangyun jumped down from a tree, then clapped his hands, bent **** of his right hand to his lips, and blew a loud whistle.

As everyone knows, Mo Shangyun doesn't like passwords.

As soon as the whistle sounds, you must quiet down immediately, and then gather.

It's almost a conditioned reflex. Everyone stood up from the ground. Although one by one was like Yan cabbage that hadn't absorbed water in the field for a long time, they still didn't act idle.

In the minute specified by Mo Shangyun, they all lined up neatly on the clearing ground, holding up their spirits, opening their eyes wide and looking ahead.

Mo Shangyun put his hand in his trouser pocket, paced closer, and then came to the front of the line.

Duan Zimu and Peng Yuqiu stood on both sides tacitly.

"Anyone who can't keep going?"

As soon as the eyelids were lifted, Mo Shangyun glanced away. It seemed like an inadvertent line of sight, but it was mixed with substantial coercion.

The people who were lying on the ground just now yelling, "Why don't you just give up like this", are all in a daze at this moment, and they all closed their mouths for a while, and none of them dared to speak any more.

Can't hold on?

Joke.

They just talked about it.

Mo Shangyun, as a woman, can easily walk up to now. If they give up, their face will be a little too ugly.

Furthermore, I've all walked here, so just give up——

They are not reconciled!

"Huh?"

Despite waiting for a response, Mo Shangyun's brows moved slightly, and his nasal sound raised slightly, with urging and impatient emotions.

——"Report, no!"

With a cry of anger into the sky, more than 30 young people roared out, almost shocking half of the mountain.

Mo Shangyun curled his lips helplessly, raised his hand and touched his ears, "The voice is quieter, and I am afraid that the target is not exposed enough?"

"..."

The students who were still eager to express their decision just now couldn't help but cursed mother, and then silently closed their mouths.

Grandma is a bear, and here at Mo Shangyun, everything can be stabbed.

Mo Shangyun raised his right leg, took a step forward, raised his hand to touch his left wrist, and said leisurely: "I was chased so embarrassed, just ask you, do you want to be decent once?"

This inattentive voice came from Mo Shangyun's mouth. It was idle, seemingly without any strength, but it fell into the ears of the students, but it turned into a boil of enthusiasm.

"Want!"

Immediately, without even thinking about it, all the students immediately answered in unison.

Mo Shangyun raised his brows.

Yes.

The atmosphere is almost mobilized, it's time to say something.

——At this moment, if the two instructors next to her knew what she was thinking, they would definitely popularize with her what “motivated atmosphere” means.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and said, "The leaders of each group stand in front."

As soon as everyone saw her posture, they knew that the counterattack was promising, and immediately they didn't care about trivial matters with her. There were more than 30 people who were so obedient to say that they didn't dare to disobey her a word.

Mo Shangyun spent ten minutes and began to explain the "counter-offensive strategy" to them.

For Mo Shangyun, he just chose one of the many strategies that suits them, but this group of students with no combat experience was stunned. At the end of the hearing, some were dubious. , And some expressed stubbornness to her, and the look in her eyes changed.

Even if Mo Shangyun's words are not very rare, the eyes that look at Mo Shangyun have a slightly different meaning.

Mo Shangyun’s counterattack strategy can be summarized in one sentence--

[Counter-guerrilla warfare. ]

Since the opponent is going to play guerrilla, a group of people will go up and delay their time with the least number of people and the most shameless tricks, then they will simply spread out and spend more time to come. Distract them.

This is just a general strategy.

It is also what Duan Zimu and Peng Yuqiu can think of.

However, even Duan Zimu and Peng Yuqiu were surprised by Mo Shangyun's detailed strategy.

Mo Shangyun is still following her habit of making detailed and thoughtful battle plans, thinking of various possibilities, and then selecting several possibilities with the greatest probability to explain to them and make coping strategies.

Seven groups, each of which can take care of each other according to the nearby terrain, ensuring that when a certain group cannot cope with it, there are 1-2 groups to rescue them.

Additionally, Mo Shangyun spoke for another twenty minutes.

"Time is almost up."

Mo Shangyun glanced at the time, and finished the description of the combat strategy with a single sentence.

The five groups were fascinated, because of her words, they reacted with hindsight.

As for Peng Yuqiu and Duan Zimu, they glanced at each other and then touched their noses at the same time.

As far as combat experience is concerned, both Peng Yuqiu and Duan Zimu have accumulated to a certain extent, but even for them, there is no way to consider the combat strategy to the extent that Mo Shangyun said.

This requires many times of accumulation of combat experience, and then conduct simulation exercises in my mind based on various environmental conditions and human conditions, and finally check for omissions over and over again...

Jan Zimu has a headache after thinking about it.

Peng Yuqiu sighed after thinking about it.

Too much brainpower.

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Today, my mother passed away, and she was in a good mood. She took the motherland and came here to pray to everyone for an early age...Oh, no, come and ask for a monthly pass.