Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

After Ding Jing and Northern Jiangsu both frustrated and returned, no one dared to come to Mo Shangyun to talk about "cooperation".

Of course, one of the big reasons is that Mo Shangyun closed the windows. Later, several cars passing by greeted them, and no one took any notice. They simply gave up.

After a few hours of riding in the desert Gobi, the vehicle finally arrived at their designated destination in the hottest afternoon.

When they got off the car, they felt a scald. The hot steam came from all directions towards them, burning the skin and stimulating the senses. They had no doubt that if they were long enough, they would be completely dried. There is no water left.

Thanks to the air-conditioning equipment in off-road vehicles and armored vehicles, you can resist the primary resistance in the car, otherwise they have not started this exercise, and the vitality has already been spent in this difficult environment.

Mo Shangjun sat on the co-pilot and did not get off. The air conditioner continued to drive. She turned the paper map out of the tactical vest to find out and prepared to delve into the exercise map.

Each squad leader issued a map to facilitate them to simulate the combat.

But she thinks, the biggest possibility is that their headquarters is completely paralyzed, and the instructors think that only those of them who are in charge of the squad will get the point, so they have to allocate one to each of them.

Fumbled for a pen, Mo Shangjun pointed to the gPS navigation, determined their current location on the paper map, and then began to plan a more appropriate route.

The desert is not their familiar combat environment. They are good at operations in jungles, plains, and mountains, followed by maritime operations, and finally desert operations.

It is actually an exaggeration to say that special forces can fight "all-weather, all-regional". They may be involved in land and sea, and they will have a tendency according to the location of the troops. Just like gS9 is good at jungle mountain warfare, but 907 may also have targeted exercises for desert warfare. If this place is true, 907 will definitely have an advantage. In addition, as far as "air" is concerned, they are actually involved in very few parts, mainly focusing on the parachute jump.

Like learning to fly helicopters, fighters and so on... Special forces on the front line have learned this, what else do the Air Force do?

Mo Shangjun stretched his lazy waist, talking on the map paper.

At this time the car window was knocked, and a head suddenly approached.

Mo Shangyun glanced and saw Ding Jing's curious face coming closer.

Seeing Mo Shangjun looking at it, Ding Jing patted the car window again and raised the grenade in her hand to show Mo Shangjun.

Helplessly raised his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun opened the car window, and Ding Jing soon threw grenades into it.

"Do you really not think about cooperation?" Ding Jing's elbow leaned on the window and asked Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangjun asked: "Isn't it coordination and cooperation?"

"Pretend," Ding Jing pouted, squinting backwards, and said bluntly, "Every one of them, in private, they are ganging up to plan things."

Perhaps it was the gS9 environment that made them subtle, and they couldn’t get up no matter where they went. The first thing they thought about was how to mess things up.

However, the current situation also allows them to "make trouble."

The instructors made it clear that they would not take care of things. They could only rely on their own actions, and all action instructions were the responsibility of the squad leader.

Isn't this just letting them act arbitrarily?

This group of people who can't help themselves will surely get things done in a different way, and they are all meeting to do a fight.

"Oh?"

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows with interest.

"Don't be confused," Ding Jing groaned. "As soon as the car stops, you rushed out of the car. It's faster than the monkey. Isn't it possible to inquire about the news?"

Mo Shangyun, the old **** is saying: "I don't know."

"It's boring to be silly," Ding Jing said.

Slipping backwards, Mo Shangjun leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, then tilted Erlang's legs, tapped his fingers on the map, and said slowly: "However, I do have some thoughts."

Before her words fell, Ding Jing quickly snapped her fingers, quickly circled from the front of the car, opened the door of the driving position, and sat in unceremoniously.

"Come on, tell your elder sister your clever thoughts." Ding Jing was obviously intrigued, his tone relaxed and cheerful.

Mo Shangyun smiled and raised his hand to close the window.

——I’m not afraid of being overheard by others, but it’s hot to open the window.

Mo Shangyun was not nonsense, and asked directly: "What is the most important thing in the desert?"

"Logistically." Ding Jing blurted out.

As soon as she finished speaking, she froze and stared at Mo Shangyun in surprise.

Mo Shangyun raised her eyebrows at her, as if smiling.

"No, so much?"

As the saying goes, Ding Jing's eyes are all eager to try.

The two hit it off.

For the next two hours, the two of them stayed almost in the car. In the middle of northern Jiangsu, they brought Liang Zhiqiong to "rub the air conditioner." Go on.

Subei once again put a label of "Heavy Color Light Friends" on Duan Zimu.

Duan Zimu, who has long been accustomed, expressed no pain or itching.

...

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing finished their conversations and returned to their teams, and then called for a small meeting.

In order to save resources, they did not turn on the air conditioner, but sat in the shadow of the vehicle under the sun and high temperature torture.

Mo Shangjun told them the plan for the next night, and then chose Duan Zimu to form a team, and the rest were on standby.

The same is true of Ding Jing's side, only taking Renyu, because they are familiar with each other, it will be more convenient to act. ——However, Ding Jing did not communicate the specific plan to others, but explained that they would go to Mo Shangyun to do something with them at night, and would come back before dawn.

Their all-terrain vehicles and the assault vehicles on Mo Shangyun's side will be requisitioned by this temporary four-person team.

The squad leader made the decision, and no one from the two groups was easy to oppose. Naturally, they were allowed to "make a demon".

Mo Shangyun glanced at Yan Gui when the matter was over, and signaled that it was time for him to play.

Yan Gui immediately met, and Zhang Kou told him everything he had inquired about.

In addition to the unabashed Yanjin group, the rest of the groups have joint operations, but they obviously do not have the ambition and courage to make such a large sum of money. They are planning to try a small knife, slow down first. Break through slowly, and get used to it after getting used to the terrain, climate, and desert combat methods.

All of these ink paintings can be guessed. When Yan Gui was talking, she leaned back on the car door, her hands closed behind her head and closed her eyes.

No one has bothered her.

of course there are exceptions.

"Mo Shangyun!"

Liang Zhiqiong's angry voice awakened Mo Shangyun from a leisurely and comfortable time.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the dazzling sun through her sunglasses, and she felt anxious for a while.

The next moment, she saw Liang Zhiqiong who came in a big step-Liang Zhiqiong looked very angry, all walks were windy, and the dust was flying around her.

Mo Shangyun wanted to be as if she hadn't seen her, but after a few breathing exercises, she had already approached her.

Liang Zhiqiong squatted down in front of her, lip curled and said unwillingly, "I want to go too."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "Go to your leader."

"She asked me to find you."

"I can't take responsibility for your group's affairs."

Liang Zhiqiong gritted his teeth, "I know, you two are playing the ball, right?"

"How can I?"

Mo Shangyun smiled at her, then reached out and hooked her chin.

Liang Zhiqiong complained angrily, "I rely, you eat my tofu again!"

"Don't sunburn your little face, it's all red, you have to block it." Mo Shangyun said casually.

"...I'm so hot!" Liang Zhiqiong said irritably, but soon changed his mouth again, "No, it's mad!"

Mo Shangjun exhorted with a pair of people coming over to kiss: "It hurts badly, not good."

"Wow!" Liang Zhiqiong was even more irritable. "Don't change the subject with me, just say it, will you let me go?!"

Seeing her violently, Mo Shangyun smiled helplessly, and then asked, "I really want to go?"

"I really want to go!" Liang Zhiqiong nodded desperately.

"It's dangerous." Mo Shangyun said.

"I'm not afraid!" Liang Zhiqiong was decisive.

"What if it is eliminated?"

Liang Zhiqiong immediately raised three fingers and swear, "That's because my ability is insufficient, I promise not to drag you back!"

Mo Shangyun turned his head, "Go and tell your team leader."

"okay!"

Liang Zhiqiong blinked in surprise, then ran away impatiently.

Mo Shangyun looked up at the dazzling sunlight, intending to continue to squint for a while, but soon, but saw Yan Gui not far away crawling sneakily...

"There are no doors."

Without giving Yan Gui a chance to speak, Mo Shangjun gave him a very simple answer.

Yan Gui pouted and complained: "Mo Mo, you are partial--"

At this time, Yan Jinjin passed by in front of him, and as soon as he saw that Yan Gui was about to "spit", he took a step and grabbed Yan Gui's rear collar and dragged Yan Gui directly from the sand.

Yan Gui: "..."