Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

There are ten people in a row.

The moment Mo Shangjun entered the door, these ten people were completely in sight.

Ten people lined up in two rows, stood in the aisle of the bed, raised their heads and stood upright.

As soon as the door was pushed open, Mo Shangyun received their attention ceremony.

Ten pairs of eyes shot in unison, and the invisible power was enough to disintegrate Mo Shangjun's point instantly.

Meiyu dignified a little, Mo Shangyun walked a few steps inside, his sharp gaze swept away, and the entire class dared not show up.

"Who is the squad leader?" Mo Shangyun asked.

"Report, it's me!"

The first on the right shouted to Mo Shangyun.

"Go to other dormitory, call the recruits to the corridor to gather, remember to bring Maza." Mo Shangyun ordered severely.

"Yes!"

The squad leader responded decisively.

At the next moment, under the reluctant sight of Jiu Shuang, it disappeared like a wind in the dormitory.

Standing silently at the door, Mo Shangjun looked at this guy who was more upright than a standing man, and he had a terrible headache.

Don't think, the soldiers in other dorms are definitely not far from this style of painting.

Mo Shangyun was too lazy to face the same scene as the leader inspection again and again.

"Rookies are out." Mo Shangyun said loudly.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The last two recruits standing in the two columns shouted breathlessly.

"Namazza, go to the corridor."

"Yes!" The two spoke in unison.

As soon as the words fell, the two quickly picked up their Mazars, and then walked toward the corridor with the same pace.

"You guys," Mo Shangjun looked at the veterans, and as soon as they spoke, they sensed their tension, and finally had to frown, "Fall."

"Yes!"

Seven people shouted loudly, Qi Qi relieved.

They have already learned how to use Fian Lian, and they must never be caught by Fian Lian!

Inadvertently facing the deputy company, they just can't get along with themselves.

After the sub-class exhaled, he wanted to leave quietly, but Mo Shangyun, who was standing near the door, raised his hand and stopped him.

Stopped by this, the vice class panicked, but asked calmly, "Mo Fulian, is there anything else?"

"Borrow Mazar."

Put the hand back, Mo Shangyun said with a smile.

"Hole." The deputy quickly agreed.

Soon, he contributed his Mazar.

When Mo Shangjun took Mazar out of the door, the recruits held Xiao Mazai and arranged them in two rows neatly outside.

After condensing her breath, Mo Shangyun's lazy eyes swept the door of each dormitory, and suddenly saw many heads drilled into the door. This strange scene really made her cry.

"Four columns, one column for each of the front, back, left, and right." Mo Shangyun said to the recruits.

The recruits, with their nerves tight all over, could not help but looked at each other, and no one responded for a while.

Mo Shangyun did not repeat, just stood by the door and waited.

Fortunately, they are not really stupid. After a few seconds of pause, the recruits quickly bounced off, forming a circle around the front, back, left, and right.

"sit."

Mo Shangyun finally spoke.

Put down Maza, sit down, all movements are uniform.

Seeing their individual vigilance, Mo Shangyun did not say anything, carrying Mazar to the nearest column, and sat down in the middle of that column.

As for the set prepared in advance, she was temporarily thrown aside.

In this way, ideological work is really not good.

"I've been here for two days, have you got used to it?" Mo Shangyun asked casually after putting the printed plan on the table.

"..."

No one said anything.

Mo Shangyun's eyes seemed to rest indifferently on the person opposite.

The man was stared a little nervously, hesitantly, and finally stuttered, "fit, adapt."

"Give you a chance," Mo Shangyun touched his nose and simply spread out the words, "Either talk to me or we will go to the instructor."

"See what the instructor does?" asked a recruit on the left with his neck stretched out.

Mo Shangjun turned his head and squinted and replied, "Listen to the teachings of his old man."

The recruits shivered, and even those who secretly peeked inside the door felt that there was a wind blowing behind them.

"Mo Fulian, should I be a representative."

Opposite there was a recruit raised his hand and proposed to Mo Shangyun with a smile.

Mo Shangyun looked at him and transferred his information from his mind.

Xiang Yongming, 22 years old, just graduated from university and studied foreign languages.

He looks pretty good, looks handsome, smiles kindly, and greets everyone with a smile, but always gives a very fake feeling.

Mo Shangyun remembered him, not because of his appearance, but because of his achievements in the recruit company.

Very prominent.

The results of all subjects ranked first, and far exceeded the results of the second place. Among the excellent seedlings selected from the recruit companies, his scores in various subjects are far ahead.

In addition, Xiang Yongming is also the only recruit who can handle the training she planned.

As soon as his thoughts turned, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you know them all?"

"Know! Old!" Xiang Yongming took the call immediately and looked at the other recruits with a smile.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"Familiar..."

Everyone immediately nodded.

"Also," Mo Shangyun nodded and asked instead, "So, what is the opinion of the masses?"

"Veterans are good to us, and we have adapted very well. We have experienced the life of the army in the recruits, and we are used to it. Although we are homesick, we are all rough old men. "Speaking of this, Xiang Yongming paused specifically, showing a hesitant expression, "but one thing... I don't know what to say, what to say."

"You said." Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes and looked at him with interest.

You don’t need to guess what you’re talking about.

"So what, Mo Fulian, your way of welcoming the new comrade," paused, and received many eyebrowing hints from Yongming, but he didn't stop. He said bluntly, "Make us a little bit resentful."

The recruits sighed in their hearts and hid the veterans behind the door.

Isn't this really short-sighted?

What to do with a woman's plan! Dispatch early and leave early!

"and so?"

Unexpectedly, Mo Shangyun didn't seem to react much.

"Can you change the way properly." To Yongming, he looked serious and suggested seriously.

"For example?" Mo Shangjun asked along his words.

"The degree of training can be gradually strengthened, and the fight against depreciation can be replaced by inspiration." Xiang Yongming said everyone's heart.

"You think..." Mo Shangyun grinned and asked slowly, "I'm hitting you?"

"Isn't it?" Xiang Yongming asked back.

Mo Shangyun smiled deeply on the lips.

At the same time, the recruits only felt a chill spread, so that they all mentioned their throats.

"So," said lazily, Mo Shangyun swept up the document, then stood up, and looked at all the recruits one by one with a smile. Her voice was calm and almost casual. "Who wants to compare with me?" "