Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Well, I don't go to special forces..."

The cloudiness that Mo Shangjun said is light and windy, and it seems that she did not consider "special forces" as an option for her future life.

At this time, Yan Tianxing, who was setting up a tent, looked at this side intentionally or unintentionally.

"why?"

Mu Qixuan was a little surprised, looked up at her, and even forgot to peel off the last lotus leaf wrapped in a flower chicken.

In his impression, any soldier he met was proud of "advancing into the special forces", and even more so when he heard about the "special forces", he would be full of blood.

That's where they can strengthen their faith, complete their mission, and become a true soldier.

For that kind of place, they have inexplicable admiration and yearning.

"Danger."

Mo Shangyun said lightly, and threw a dead wood into the campfire.

For a moment, Mu Qixuan smiled, "Are you afraid?"

Mo Shangyun thought for a while and then hooked his lips, "It's possible."

It's possible, not "really afraid", but she wasn't even sure.

"It's not suitable for you behind the scenes," Mu Qixuan put away his smile and commented positively.

The average female officer would choose to work behind the scenes. Mo Shangjun studied optoelectronics and systems. That is to say, what she learned was behind the scenes, and her excellent grades, she could easily deal with working behind the scenes.

However, her ability to do such a job does not mean that she is suitable.

Mu Qixuan once participated in a "campus exercise" organized by his alma mater. He took a frogman unit to serve as the "blue team". The school selected some elites to serve as the "red team" in a remote mountain.

Mo Shangyun is among them.

After all, the frogmen have experience in exercises and actual combat. The initial progress was very smooth, but in the next two days, they found that the frogmen "sacrificed" one by one, and they did not even see the enemy.

So Mu Qixuan first asked the frogman to close the tail, almost solved the red team, and then specifically to encircle the "secret enemy".

That person is Mo Shangyun.

Surrounded by more than a dozen people, Mo Shangyun evacuated easily after killing the four frogmen.

It was just that Mo Shangyun "successed" later, and the reason given to him was "boring."

It was also because of that "individual guerrilla warfare" that Mo Shangyun was called the "little slider" by Mu Qixuan.

Mo Shangyun has a smart mind and absolute strength on the battlefield. Even if the actual combat experience is insufficient, even if there is enough actual combat experience in front of her, it is very likely to fail.

It was not unreasonable to call her "perverted".

She has many outstanding characteristics-calmness, thinking, strength, cunning, all are necessary on the battlefield.

In other words, in terms of Mo Shangyun's personal character and ability, the Sabre Force is the best place for her.

Regardless of whether she will stay there or stay there for a period of time, she has gained something for the army and for her.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "Maybe staying for a few more years, he will change jobs."

"You mean?" Mu Qixuan asked with a smile.

Mo Shangyun paused slightly and smiled at him without answering.

No matter where she was transferred, she didn't care.

At first it was the path she chose, but then for some reason, she realized that she had no goals on this path.

The mentor likes to say faith, saying that these young people need faith. As soldiers, they need faith. Only if they have faith, they will be in awe, and they will have clear pointers, and they will know what is right and what is wrong. If you accidentally walk the wrong way, you will do your best for a goal.

She has no clear belief.

Successfully graduated, gave lectures with instructors, ran across the country, and came to the reconnaissance company.

It is natural.

In the next three months of assessment and April training, it is inexplicably falling to the head.

She once told Yan Tianxing that she would not leave the reconnaissance battalion within two years. It was her plan to change the battalion in two years. When she wanted to go, there would be countless opportunities to fall down. She could choose a path she liked. go.

She always has the right to choose.

So, never confused.

However, the "non-controversy" encountered in the reconnaissance battalion has indeed changed her chances and will be reduced in two years.

She can now wait for the olive branch. She knows the power of attraction and knows that many troops want her, and she has absolute choice in many grassroots troops.

Therefore, she never worried about the future.

The "reproach" of the reconnaissance battalion was probably caused by her "sit back and relax".

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Yan Tianxing soon set up the tent.

come over.

At the same time, the two friendly forces also found three bamboo shoots and handed him respectfully.

Yan Tianxing sat down beside Mo Shangyun and gave her three bamboo shoots.

Mo Shangjun took it, said "Thank you", and then naturally let all the bamboo shoots to the opposite. Mu Qixuan took a look at it and took it.

Then, he handed over the last layer of lotus leaves called the flower chicken to Mo Shangyun, with a saber.

Mo Shangyun took it calmly.

Watching the two act in tacit agreement, Yan Tianxing frowned slightly.

Mu Qixuan began to strip bamboo shoots.

Mo Shangjun took a saber and cut a few knives on a chicken called a chicken. Now he cuts off the chicken legs and wings, and then uses two knives to divide the chicken body into three equal parts.

It's not eccentric at all.

Immediately afterwards, she took out the lotus leaf underneath, tore it into three parts, and wrapped the three equal parts of chicken separately.

Only, the first copy was handed to Mu Qixuan, and the second copy was handed to Yan Tianxing.

This time it was very eccentric.

Yan Tianxing stared at her slowly, and Mo Shangyun didn't see what he was doing.

"Great."

Mu Qixuan ate a mouthful of chicken and gave a thumbs up to Mo Shangyun very actively.

The eyebrows were smiling, and Mo Shanyun raised his eyebrows.

Yan Tianxing: "..."

For the first time, Mo Shangjun's triumphant little expression was uncomfortable.

but--

A bite of warm chicken, the flavor spreads in the mouth, the chicken is tender and juicy, and the seasoning is appropriate and beneficial.

Yan Tianxing also had to admit that Mo Shangyun, called a chicken, did a very good job.

But, soon, Yan Tianxing withdrew this idea.

Not because of the taste of the chicken, but Mo Shangyun took out the remaining three bamboo tube rice and distributed it, and began to carry out with Mu Qixuan. It was very uncomfortable... praise.

To be precise, it should be "flattery".

After all, it’s really not normal to boast about ten sentences for a bite.

"Team Yan?"

Mo Shangyun suddenly handed a chicken leg to Yan Tianxing.

The expression is leisurely and slightly smiling.

However, very sincere.

At first glance, there is something to ask for.

Yan Tianxing frowned slightly, didn't pick up the chicken legs, his voice was lazy, "How?"

Squinting, Mo Shangjun pointed to the three bamboo shoots that had been peeled off in the hands of Mu Qixuan and asked, "Will it be roasted?"

"meeting."

Yan Tianxing glanced at the three bamboo shoots, then slowly withdrawn his gaze.

There is no intention to help.

After setting up the tent, and roasting bamboo shoots for them, really doing nothing when he is idle?

Seeing he missed it, Mo Shangyun hesitated and threw the last bargaining chip, "One chicken leg, one chicken wing."

Yan Tianxing was almost smirked by her.

After a pause, he leaned over and looked at Mo Shangyun seriously, "I am like a man who bends down because of an extra chicken wing?"

"Like."

The voice replied briskly, with ink squinting and chuckling, looking at his handsome and evil face.

"..." Yan Tianxing was silent for a moment, and it was irrefutable for a while, and finally felt that it was boring to care about her, and said directly, "Branch, three roots."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows immediately, snapped his fingers, and looked at Mu Qixuan.

Yan Tianxing pressed his voice and said in a low voice: "Come here."

Suddenly, Mo Shangyun glanced at him, and then nodded in good faith, "OK."

After all, he stuffed the chicken legs and got up.

Mu Qixuan threw a flashlight a little funny.

Mo Shangjun reached out and took it, then hit the flashlight to find a suitable branch.

Seeing her walk away, Mu Qixuan took back his eyes, placed three bamboo shoots on an unused lotus leaf, wrapped it in lotus leaves, and handed it to Yan Tianxing.

"Here." Mu Qixuan looked kind.

After staring at him for a while, Yan Tianxing took the bag lotus leaf and set it aside.

Mu Qixuan's eyebrows were filled with a light smile, and he introduced himself to him: "My name is Mu Qixuan."

"Yan Tianxing." Yan Tianxing said lightly.

Pausing, Mu Qixuan stared, "Yan Family in Beijing?"

With a cold look, Yan Tianxing looked at him.

Mu Qixuan looked at him without changing his face, and the smile between his eyebrows gradually recovered, but there was no hostility.

Some things, needless to say, they all know.

Mo Cang, commander of the Beijing Military Region, is unlikely to marry his daughter into the Yan family.

Mu Qixuan was also raised in Beijing. The herdsman is somewhat of a status in Beijing. He knows a few things that are not secret.

However, it was only a slight reminder.

Mo Shangyun will hold all options in his own hands.

Marriage events, naturally, are no exception.

quite a while.

The two looked away tacitly.

At this time, Mo Shangyun picked up three branches and came back, as if not aware of anything, sat down in the original position, and then took out a saber to cut the tip of the branch.

This time, she did not help Yan Tianxing to pursue "perfection", nor did she meet Yan Tianxing's "obsessive-compulsive disorder". She sharpened one end of the branch with a few knives and then threw it to Yan Tianxing.

The speed is fast, but the results are very unattractive.

It was like cutting a pencil when I was a child, and it came out of Yan Tianxing's hand, just as perfect as a pencil sharpener, and it came out of the hand of Mo Shangyun, like a kindergarten kid who finished cutting, one knife on the left and one knife on the right, and one knife on the other. Light and miserable.

Yan Tianxing took the first branch, a little tangled.

He got a second finger and frowned.

Until the third branch...

"Come on, I'll come."

The third branch was not thrown to him at all. Mo Shangyun muttered a word, and then pulled the two branches from Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing was indifferent to seeing her eyes, and she deliberately threw the lotus leaf bag to her.

Seeing him so conscious, Mo Shangyun paused before opening the lotus leaf bag and inserting all three bamboo shoots on the sharpened branch.

The bamboo shoots are large, and the shaved tips are all gone.

Yan Tianxing took the three bamboo shoots.

But, after glancing at the bamboo shoots, Yan Tianxing said again: "Knife."

Mo Shangyun handed him his saber.

After taking the saber, Yan Tianxing cut a few knives on the three bamboo shoots, and cut them in a round, still hanging on the branches in the middle, but the surroundings were almost cut into pieces.

This makes it easier to cook.

Watching his movements, Mo Shangyun touched his nose, and weirdly found that he even cut a bamboo shoot evenly.

It is also perverted enough.

However, she hinted that Mu Qixuan, who let these three bamboo shoots be handled by Yan Tianxing, also took a fancy to his perverted "exquisite ability".

Yan Tianxing can not only pick on the mistakes of others, but also ensure that he does not make mistakes.

He said "yes" and would not allow himself to "no".

Therefore, after Mo Shangjun handed this task to Yan Tianxing, he ate the so-called Hua chicken with peace of mind.

Yan Tianxing did not eat chicken legs or wings, so she and Mu Qixuan divided all the remaining chicken legs and wings.

The two slowly finished the chicken and bamboo tube meal.

It's okay to be idle. Mo Shangjun watched Yan Tianxing's roasted bamboo shoots. Except that Yan Tianxing's hands were good enough, the rest were very boring.

She waited for a while and asked, "When will it be better?"

"Wait." Yan Tianxing dropped two words.

Mo Shangyun then withdrew his eyes, then raised an eyebrow at Mu Qixuan, "Do you play cards?"

"Bring it?" Mu Qixuan couldn't help laughing.

"Ok."

There was a response, and soon, Mo Shangyun stood up.

Not far away, she took her backpack and pulled out a brand new set of playing cards.

and--

Not only the deck of playing cards, but also the two friendly soldiers waiting beside him.

Yan Tianxing was busy roasting bamboo shoots, and Mo Shangyun ignored him directly.

Together with Mu Qixuan, it's not fun.

If you add two or four people, it will be interesting.

The two friendly forces were just fine, thinking that Yan Tianxing was eating and chatting here, so he came very consciously.

The four people gathered together, left Yan Tianxing two or three meters, lit a new bonfire, and began to concentrate on playing cards.

Yan Tianxing who is doing his duty to roast bamboo shoots: "..."

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