Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Hurry back and go together."

The sound came from the tree.

A tree very close, with lush foliage and thick trunk, is a good hiding place with the help of the dark night.

The voice fell.

A few flashlights hit the light.

Later, I saw a branch move slightly, and some leaves fluttered gently, followed closely, a figure jumped down from the tree, and landed steadily.

The light is very dazzling and bright, and the area is particularly clear when it comes in.

It was Mo Shangyun who leaped from the tree.

The camouflage training uniform, the brim pressed slightly, covering the forehead and curved eyebrows, I saw the exquisite facial features, more beautiful in the light, a pair of long and narrow black eyes, refracting the dazzling light, deep in the bottom of the eye The light flickered, which made people unable to move their eyes.

She put her hands in her trouser pockets, her posture was long and her waist was straight. Under many amazed and astonished eyes, she walked forward slowly, step by step, and walked over slowly.

at the same time--

Hidden in the ground, Yan Gui, abruptly lifted up obstacles such as branches, leaves and weeds, and drilled directly.

This movement also attracted a lot of attention. When the light swept through, I saw Yan Gui's brilliant face and Xiao Mi's teeth.

It's this troublesome fellow again.

Everyone tacitly turned their attention back.

"Mo Fulian!"

"Mo Fulian!"

"Mo Fulian, why are you here too?"

...

The scouts responded one after another, immediately showing a flattering smile, and greeted Mo Xiangyun.

Mo Shangyun ignored them and walked forward slowly, looking away from Li Liang and Xiang Yongming, then passed Duan Zimu standing in the middle, and looked at Xin Shuang and the others on the opposite side.

One by one, five big and three thick guys went there for a small half circle, relying on the advantage of the number of people, but the momentum was quite enough.

The faces are familiar, and Mo Shangyun can even remember their approximate scores.

In terms of comprehensive strength, not even Li Liang and Xiang Yongming, these people can't even match the six people in a row.

Walking to the right of Li Liang, facing Xin Shuang, Mo Shangyun stopped and slowly moved his wrist.

"Li Liang."

Mo Shangyun spoke out one word at a time.

"To!"

Li Liang responded immediately, as the readers in the reconnaissance camp were serious.

After adjusting the cuffs, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and looked at the other side, and said lazily: "Take a person and stay on the side."

The opposite party was stunned.

Li Liang was also stunned. He didn't worry about Mo Shangyun, but instead deliberately asked with a serious expression: "Several little chatters, won't you let you go?"

"Don't! Who is the little curse?"

"Oh! It's a big breath before I even do it!"

"A female company commander, really want to single out all of us?"

...

There was a commotion immediately.

A whistle fell into his hand, and Mo Shangyun passed it to his lips, blowing a violent blow.

"Beep--"

The raspy sound immediately stopped the discussion on the opposite side.

Li Liang, Xiang Yongming, and a group of people were silent.

Li Liang and Xiang Yongming have developed the habit of shutting up immediately when they see the whistle, and Yilian people have heard of Mo Shangjun's whistle for a long time. It is her unique magic weapon for suppressing noise in Erlian.

Right now, the whistle is not the one she was in the reconnaissance camp, but no matter where she got it from, it works.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"If you don't know how to beat it, just play with it?"

"Look, she just wanted to bring the instructors over!"

...

Mo Shangjun played with the whistle with his fingers, and under their gaze, he handed the whistle to his lips again.

But before it was time to blow, the noise on the opposite side gradually quieted down.

In all fairness, no one wants to make too much movement, so as not to attract other students or instructors, otherwise they will not only lose the opportunity to compete and gain face, they will even be punished by the instructors.

It is very likely that all the gatherings will be kicked out of this assessment.

Naturally, Mo Shangyun should not be allowed to recreate big movements.

Seeing their wits, Mo Jun took a finger and moved the whistle away from his lips.

Duan Zimu looked at the ink painting and the painter deliberately, and then under her gaze, he slowly backed away a few steps and gave the venue to her completely.

At this time, Yan Gui also ran over. Under his suggestion, Li Liang and others all stood behind Mo Shangjun, and left and right stood like two people, just like guarding the law.

"You have 14 mouths, I can't tell you," playing with the whistle in hand, Mo Junyun said slowly, "Come to a representative."

Oppositely, the 14 people were all stunned. They subconsciously wanted to open their mouths. They could think of the whistle in Mo Shangyun's hand, and shut their mouths consciously.

After a pause, Xin Shuang stepped forward and stared at her coldly, "I'm coming."

Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression was idle, and the words suddenly asked, "Do you want to do it first, or should you speak clearly first?"

"What do you want to say?"

Xin Shuang frowned tightly, somewhat guarded.

Hidden in a tree, no one notices that this is not simple.

I heard that she is the company commander of the second company, but to his knowledge, the second company has two male soldiers, and the remaining six are from other companies. If the two companies are conquered by her beauty, it is obviously impossible. , They are not superficial to this point.

However, looking at their expressions and subconscious movements, they unconsciously paid respect to Mo Shangyun.

She didn't mean to hold her high.

This is a subtle behavior.

If they were not really convinced by Mo Shangyun, they would have no such reaction.

Perhaps, from time to time, they are regarded as topic characters, the female company commander of the Tucao Center, and they really have a little skill.

"If you were injured or disabled, how would you explain to the instructor?"

Wrapping the rope with the whistle around the palm of his left hand several times, Mo Shangjun asked casually.

"We said yes in advance, and this matter will never be revealed. It's up to us to take care of injury or disability," Xin replied solemnly, finished, and looked at it uncomfortably. They glanced and added, "Of course, if you were injured or disabled, I hope you can keep the secret!"

"Relax, the following hypothesis is impossible." Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and answered extremely calmly.

When she said this, her tone of voice or her expression was not a bit of publicity, but she was full of self-confidence, a kind of self-confidence that didn't need to be deliberately displayed.

But the feeling is-

Arrogant!

Arrogant!

arrogant!

In an instant, it made people angry and suffocated flames gathered in the chest cavity and could not vent out for a while.

Duan Zimu's lips deepened with a deep smile.

interesting.

I really plan to pick fourteen, and I have great confidence in my "win".

In other words, she completely believed that she would not lose.

Although I was convinced by the transcripts, and directly became one of the instructors in April under the recommendation of the instructor, but...it is really crazy.

Even him, dealing with people with more than two digits is a bit tricky.

Especially this group of people are veterans, they have a certain skill.

He can deal with at most eight.

What Mo Shangyun needs to face is nearly twice that he can handle.

"Such words, wait until you win!" Xin Shuangyin lowered his face, clearly unhappy.

"You don't need them to shoot," Mo Shangyun shrugged indifferently, "I'll do it alone."

"Are you alone?" Xin Shuang's deep eyes were somewhat surprised.

At the same time, other people also blasted the pot-

"The tone is so big, are you the deputy company commander who depends on bragging?!"

"One person, singled out fourteen of us, and what a special woman, can we call it an annual joke?"

"Little beauties, choose one by one, or you choose one from us, you win, even if you both win, will it work?"

...

"Beep--"

Leng Bing whistled down again, suppressing their noisy voice again.

Compared to their tumult, the eight people behind Mo Shangyun, including Yan Gui, are particularly calm.

Gee.

With previous experience, they absolutely believed that Mo Shangyun dared to say this, which proved her absolute certainty.

Repeatedly questioned her again and again, the only result was that she was repeatedly beaten.

They don't do such boring things.

Well, no matter what you do, you just have to believe in Mo Shangyun.

As for crushing each other-

They just need to watch.

Maybe, I can go back and talk to Lianli in the future. It should be quite interesting like a play.

"Less nonsense, will you come?"

Too lazy to talk to them much, Mo Shangyun closed the whistle and lost an irritable look at them.

Male soldiers are so verbose!

Xin Shuang sullen face, "We will not bully, you are a little girl--"

"Ah."

Mo Shangyun sneered.

Xin Shuang's words were interrupted, slightly uncomfortable.

At this moment, Mo Shangjun's hand stretched out, and he hooked his finger at him, with an extremely provocative gesture, "OK, you come first."