Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

In view of the fact that the trainees were chased like a funeral dog all night, their self-esteem and self-confidence were seriously hit, so Mo Shangjun gave them an hour of rest.

but--

The effect is not great.

An hour later, they just made a little adjustment and ate some food to regain their physical strength, but they still lie prone and sit on the ground weakly, without any intention of moving.

Mo Shangyun jumped down from a tree, then clapped his hands, his right hand was bent to his lips, and a loud whistle was blown.

As we all know, Mo Shangyun doesn't like passwords.

When the whistle sounded, you must immediately quiet down and then gather.

It's almost conditioned reflex. Everyone turned over from the ground and climbed up. Although they are like the cabbages in the field that haven't absorbed water for a long time, their movements are still not idle.

In the one minute prescribed by Mo Shangjun, they were all arranged neatly on the open ground, holding their eyes wide open and looking ahead.

Mo Shangjun put his hand in his trouser pocket and paced slowly, then came to the front of the line.

Duan Zimu and Peng Yuqiu stood on both sides in tacit agreement.

"Anything you can't hold on to?"

As soon as the eyelids were lifted, Mo Junyun's line of sight was swept away. The seemingly inadvertent line of sight was mixed with substantial coercion.

The people who just lay on the ground and shouted, "If you don't give up, just forget it." At this moment, they were all stunned, and all closed their mouths for a time, and they dared not speak one by one.

Can't persevere?

joke.

They just talked about it.

Mo Shangyun, as a woman, can easily walk to the present. If these people give up, the face is too ugly.

Furthermore, if you have come here, just give up—

They are not reconciled!

"Ok?"

Without waiting for a response, Mo Shangyun moved his brow slightly, and his nasal tone rose slightly, with a rush and impatient emotion.

-"Report, no!"

An angry cry shouted out from more than thirty young people, almost deterring half of the mountain.

Mo Shangjun raised his lips helplessly, raised his hands and touched his ears, "Slower voice, are you afraid the target is not exposed enough?"

"..."

The students who had just rallied their spirits to express their decision, could not help but scold the mother, and then silently closed their mouths.

Grandma, a bear, can be stabbed with anything at Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun raised his right leg, took a step forward, touched his left wrist with his hand, and said leisurely: "I was chased so embarrassed, just ask you, do you want to be decent once?"

This careless voice came out of Mo Shangjun's mouth. The idleness seemed to have no force, but it fell into the ears of the students, but it turned into blood boiling.

"miss you!"

Immediately, without even thinking, all the students immediately answered in unison.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

Get.

The atmosphere was almost mobilized, it was time to talk about things.

——At this moment, if the two instructors on her side know what she is thinking, they will definitely follow her popularization and popularization of what it means to “mobilize the atmosphere”.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, "The leaders of each group came to the front."

When everyone looked at her posture, they knew that the counterattack was expected. Immediately, they did not care about trivial things with her. More than 30 people were cleverly obedient to what they said, and did not dare to disobey her.

It took Mo Shangyun ten minutes to start explaining the "counterattack strategy" to them.

For Mo Shangjun, he just selected one of them from a variety of strategies, but this group of students with little combat experience was stunned, and at the end, they heard some doubts, some Said to her five-body cast, and her eyes changed taste.

Even if it is not so rare that Mo Shangyun's wandering words look at Mo Shangyun's eyes, they all have a slightly different meaning.

Mo Shangyun's counterattack strategy, in a word, is summarized as follows-

[Anti-guerrilla warfare. ]

Since the other party is going to play guerrillas, the people who go up one after another move up and delay their time with the least number of people and the most shameless tricks, then they simply spread out and spend more time to disperse them.

This is just a general strategy.

This is what Duan Zimu and Peng Yuqiu can think of.

However, even Duan Zimu and Peng Yuqiu's detailed strategy for Mo Shangyun is unavoidably surprised.

Mo Shangyun still made detailed and thoughtful combat plans according to her habits, thought of various possibilities, and then picked out the most probable possibilities to explain to them and make countermeasures.

Seven groups, each of which can respond to each other according to the nearby terrain, to ensure that when a group can not cope, there can be 1-2 two groups to rescue them.

Supplementary note, Mo Shangjun said another 20 minutes.

"It's almost time."

Mo Shangyun glanced at the time and ended this time with his combat strategy.

The five groups listened intently, and because of her words, they reacted unconsciously.

As for Peng Yuqiu and Duan Zimu, they glanced at each other and then touched their noses.

As far as combat experience is concerned, Peng Yuqiu and Duan Zimu both have accumulated a certain amount, but even they, there is no way to consider the combat strategy to the extent that Mo Shangyun said.

This requires many accumulations of combat experience, and then, according to various environmental conditions and artificial conditions, simulation exercises are carried out in the mind, and finally, the vacancies are filled again and again...

Duan Zimu has a headache when he thinks about it.

Peng Yuqiu sighed when he thought about it.

It's too much brain work.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

Today my mother passed away, and I was in a good mood. I took the mother of my motherland to come and give you an early year... Oh, no, come and ask for a monthly pass.