Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 418, field confrontation [five]

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Time passes bit by bit.

It was noon in a blink of an eye.

As a qualified narrator, Subei reported on the attackers’ actions on the channel.

"It took an hour to catch two fish and one shrimp. It looks like I plan to continue."

"I didn't find any dry firewood. After playing with flint and steel for more than half an hour, I finally got a cigarette."

"Caught another fish, it looks good."

……

"One and a half hours later, they finally lit the campfire."

Subei seemed to be relieved for them.

Chen Shuhao, who was observing in another place, took a deep breath and resisted not speaking.

They keep saying silly things that have nothing to do with their actions.

This made Chen Shuhao very impatient.

However, every time Jiangsu Bei speaks, there are people on the channel.

Just like now, Mu Cheng said with enthusiasm: "Why don't you just shoot them to celebrate?"

"Well," Subei paused, and then asked, "What does the team leader think?"

"Yes." Ji Zhou responded quickly.

Chen Shu had a good meal. Just when he wanted to ask who fired and how to fire, he saw through the binoculars that there was sand splashing at Peng Yuqiu's feet. Peng Yuqiu subconsciously bounced to the side, and then he His face looked innocently.

Chen Shuhao's face changed slightly.

"Can't you say a word before shooting?" Chen Shuhao asked coldly.

"Who to tell?" Subei responded with a smile, "We don't have speakers, they can't hear it."

Chen Shu gritted his teeth badly.

"How? Did you hit it?" Mu Cheng asked curiously on the channel, which also meant to ease the embarrassment.

"Meaning," Subei said lightly, "The goal is your friend."

"Yu Qiu?! Hahahaha..."

Mu Cheng's gleeful laughter came without hesitation.

Chen Shuhao took a deep breath and unconsciously grabbed a handful of dirt on the ground with his fingers.

In the telescope's field of vision, Peng Yuqiu's **** happened to be seen. Because he didn't know the location of the sniper, he pointed it directly, but the direction happened to be Chen Shuhao's side.

Chen Shuhao felt that his lungs were about to explode.

*

On the beach.

"They all demonstrated, shall we continue?"

Seeing the frogman who shot the shot at Peng Yuqiu's foot earlier, he asked the others with a dazed expression.

"They are the defensive side, and it is impossible to take the initiative to attack." Duan Zimu sat by the campfire and said slowly, "No hurry."

Peng Yuqiu walked over and grabbed the frogman by the shoulders, "It's okay, we can resurrect indefinitely. In the end, only their bullets are wasted."

The frogman nodded stiffly, admitting that there was some truth in his words.

The other two frogmen who were picking firewood looked at each other with dumbfounded expressions.

For a while, the two got together, whispering.

"Do we do this as negligence?"

"This scene, even if you are seen by Qi Xuan, you will be angry."

"It's... so fateful."

"Let's take a look first. Anyway, it was the two of them who suggested that the team leader is also Duan Zimu."

"Even if we put a cold gun from time to time, we can't stand it. And choosing such an obvious place, isn't this telling them that we are ready to be the target?"

"Actually, if I can get angry with them, I think it would be pretty cool."

The two exchanged glances.

Finally, made up his mind.

Let’s do that first!

*

Noon, half past twelve.

On the beach, they finally started cooking like a holiday.

At the same time, a bonfire was lit in the middle of the island.

The smoke curled upwards, spreading across the canopy, and the white smoke was a bit faint, but still obvious.

"Damn, they are on fire too!"

A frogman who was just about to concentrate on grilling fish stared at the white smoke dumbfounded.

The other four immediately followed the direction and looked over.

Different expressions.

Duan Zimu raised his hand and touched his nose, concealing the smile that was raised by his lips.

Such a blatant fire, intuitively, should be something that Mo Shangyun can do.

Although it is possible in northern Jiangsu, it is more likely to aim at them with a gun.

"What do they eat?"

"Boil some hot water, then make some compressed biscuits? Finally stir with chocolate?"

"You should add some salt, it might taste better."

Seeing the rising smoke, the three frogmen couldn't help but complain.

"I think so," Peng Yuqiu gave a light cough, breaking their beautiful fantasy, "They may have got some game."

"Furthermore," Duan Zimu added unhurriedly, "I will most likely give us a copy later."

Three frogmen: "..."

?

So good?

Half a while, a frogman suggested, "Shall we make a surprise attack?"

"You can try." Peng Yuqiu didn't give him a deep look.

"Where are you two?" another frogman asked curiously.

Duanzi categorically said: "I'm grilling fish."

Peng Yuqiu said: "I collect firewood."

Go!

Look at the look of these two people enjoying themselves, they are definitely here for vacation!

The three looked at each other, and after a short period of deep and silent communication, they finally decided to get up and check the situation first.

And behind the three ambitious and ambitious backs of them, there are the sympathetic eyes of Peng Yuqiu and Duan Zimu.

*

In the jungle, by the campfire.

Mo Shangyun put the treated rabbit and snake on the fire, and then sat down on the rocks next to him.

At this time, Chen Shu's voice came from the channel, "Three people touched it."

Mo Shangyun remained motionless, and didn't mean to respond.

Mu Cheng Chaomo Shangyun, who was standing on the opposite side, winked and wanted to ask her what to do, but he heard Ji Zhou say: "I will solve it."

This location was chosen by Ji Zhou, and the bonfire was also lit by Ji Zhou. As for the nearby terrain, Ji Zhou is naturally familiar.

"Mr. Ji, it's up to you!"

Mu Cheng gave Ji Zhou a hopeful look.

However, Ji Zhou left without even looking at him.

Mu Cheng sat down awkwardly.

He casually folded a piece of grass and put it in his mouth, "Why don't I feel any sense of urgency?"

"It will be dark."

Mo Shangyun replied unhurriedly, using a saber to mark the hare's body with a knife, which is convenient for the time.

"You mean, they really act when it's dark?" Mu Cheng was speechless.

"Hmm."

Mo Shangyun responded faintly.

Mu Cheng touched his chin, and said thoughtfully: "Then we are wasting our time here now?"

Mo Shangyun lifted his eyelids, "You can set up a few more traps."

"Then you..."

Raising his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun preemptively said: "I wasted my time."

"..."

Mu Cheng helped the forehead.

After hesitating again and again, Mu Cheng made a heart-wrenching decision—to waste time with Mo Shangyun.

In fact, Mo Shangyun really played with him. From start to finish, he didn't show any intention of caring about the confrontation. Even when Ji Zhou dealt with the three frogmen, he didn't show the slightest. In the sense of urgency and concern, after handling the hare, he took out a brochure from his pocket. Except for occasionally watching the fire, the rest of the time was basically staring at the brochure.

Mu Cheng watched for a while, not knowing what she was looking at. Finally, unable to restrain her curiosity, he bypassed the campfire and came to Mo Shangyun. He bowed his head and suddenly saw a bunch of ghost-like symbols... …No, to be precise, it's words.

It's all handwritten, and there are Chinese notes next to these texts, and occasionally there is an example sentence.

Mo Shangyun looked attentively.

This kind of concentration is something she hasn't shown in her actions.

Mu Cheng squatted next to him, unknowingly he started fighting, either adding firewood or turning over first, in short, let Mo Shangyun not be distracted.

And, when the roasted rabbit was about to be cooked, they heard Ji Zhou's voice--

"Solved."

Mo Shangyun finally looked away from the booklet.

However, Mu Cheng quickly praised Ji Zhou on the channel. He spoke all kinds of praise words without repetition for three minutes before being interrupted by Ji Zhou.

"How about lunch?" Subei asked on the channel, with a relaxed tone, as if he didn't seem to be irritated by Mu Cheng's talk.

"Now."

Mo Shangyun finally said something on the channel.

Subei hooked his lips, "Wait."

He took the pamphlet back, and Mo Shangyun planned to put on the last bit of salt, but Mu Cheng took away this work.

Mo Shangyun paused. He wanted to question Mucheng's skill in controlling salt, but thought that Mucheng claimed to be a "good man in the kitchen under the hall", so he tried for the time being. The mentality gave him the job.

Xu Shi suddenly did nothing, Mo Shangyun stood up from the rock, and then patted the dust on the corner of his clothes.

"Is their lunch ready?"

I looked around, Mo Shangyun asked casually.

Soon, Subei replied: "It's almost there."

Mo Shangyun raised his hand to straighten the brim of his hat, and said in a very casual tone: "Then I will go over and take a bite."

Hearing the sound, Mu Cheng slipped and almost fell into the carbon fire.

What?

He opened his eyes in horror.

"What?"

Chen Shuhao said sincerely.

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