Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Hear your ears."

Leaning on the corridor, Mo Shangjun looked at the stairs in front, and raised his hand to touch his left ear while speaking.

"Poof," seeing Mo Shangyun's amused look of gossip, Lang Yan couldn't help but laugh, "I talked to her and collapsed, I said to be a soldier is my dream, I want to be responsible for my soldiers, she said I Childish...I was the first time I saw someone say me this way, but people do have ideas. She did a lot of analysis for me, from national conditions to politics, to our status quo, she said that there is no war in the short term, I I can't resist a gold star until I die. And I have no idea how to hold myself to death when I don't have the right to speak."

Mo Shangyun hesitated and finally nodded in agreement, "It makes sense."

Lang Yan gave her a'know you will say this' look, and then continued: "Later we discussed the matter at the border, and I said our instructor wanted to take this opportunity to mobilize the soldiers' Training emotions. I said my thoughts. She agreed with me, but she made a hypothesis-if you really want to go to the battlefield, how can you make your group of inexperienced soldiers not afraid of war?"

Frowning slightly, Mo Shangyun was interested in the woman.

Seeing the problem is very thorough, in a word breaks Langyan's delusion.

"I started, and I didn't find the answer, but..." Lang Yan looked at her and smiled, "I think your proposal on the topic of the speech may make my delusions a little more realistic."

Mo Shangyun didn't speak when he touched his chin.

"I used to hope that my soldiers didn't need to think about any issues. They trained peacefully, pursued their dreams, and had a happy military reminiscence. Later, I thought that we are a scout battalion. As a scout, we have to undertake more than ordinary ones. There are more soldiers, and I think they can’t be too simple, they should always think about something. Young people are happy to live a good life, but they can’t be too easy to wear this military uniform. The internship platoon leader’s speech is too Too nonsense, but because they thought too little, they were easily taken away." Lang Yan said almost helplessly, "Young people, they still have to have their own ideas and want to take care of things. Such a thought, support your A speech is necessary."

"...Thank you for your approval."

Mo Shangyun thanked him hypocritically.

Lang Yan couldn't help laughing.

"By the way, during my hospitalization, I discussed a question with someone." Mo Shangyun turned his cane in his hand and asked a little carelessly, "If we need to kill to protect our country, but some people think that we are just fighting for justice Murderer by name. Commander Lang, what do you mean?"

Lang Yan was silent, turning his eyebrows for a moment.

Halfway, he said: "I can understand the existence of this idea, but someone has to do these things. There is no right or wrong in the world, we say right and wrong are within the definition, since we do The thing... If we kill someone for a valid reason, to the extent permitted by law, then we are right."

"Then kill people, then?"

"After..." Lang Yan thought for a while, and then asked very puzzledly, "China's psychological counseling is not that bad, right? Besides, our subconscious mind always tends to benefit and avoid harm, since it is Right, you will find a reason to get rid of it. People will not always trap themselves in a strange circle."

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun agreed to nod.

Lang Yan was able to open his mind, but there were people like Lu Yang who had reached a dead end, so they needed "faith" to be free.

However, the difficulty lies in-

Lang Yan had no chance to kill, but Lu Yang had already experienced it himself.

Mo Shangyun can think of it now, but if she has experienced it herself, will she become Lang Yan, or Lu Yang, or get into another alley?

These can only be imagined, so Mo Shangyun can not give himself an accurate answer.

"The two company commanders, so successful in mobilizing their thoughts, do they still need to think about life here?"

Awkwardly, around the corner of the stairs, there was an inscrutable voice from the instructor.

Mo Shangyun glanced at Lang Yan, then at the stairs.

Lang Yan also turned around and looked downstairs in a daze.

The instructor had a sullen face, and there was a somber breath all over him, and he went upstairs.

However, downstairs, the command of Li Liang's assembly came, and it seemed that he wanted to run 50 laps before going to bed until he could lie down and sleep.

"Instructor."

Lang Yan greeted the tarnished instructor, and his voice was obviously lack of confidence.

The instructor walked up to the last step, staring coldly at them, raised his hand angrily, and pointed to Langyan, and then to Ink on Yun.

"Let me say what is good for you!" The instructor suffocated his belly full of fire, and did not have a good airway. "If you have an idea, it's a good thing. Even if you have trouble in your own company, it's necessary to toss the whole battalion to be peaceful?!"

"Actually, it's not bad," Lang Yan reassured. "Our reconnaissance battalion hasn't moved much in a long time."

"Good?!" The instructor raised his voice sharply, and he was so angry that he pointed at them angrily, "Nice fart! Who loves to make trouble, what are you two doing together?! Make the whole camp It’s hard to sleep and sleep, and see how you can make a mistake with the commander!"

"Instructor—" Mo Shangyun intends to speak out.

"And you!" The instructor stared at him, and interrupted Mo Shangyun's words. "Mo Fulian and Mo Fulian, you are so tolerant, you can make movies that have not been reviewed by you. You Fortunately, my heart is fine, otherwise I will have to be tossed to the hospital by you halfway!"

"..."

Mo Shangyun was trained to be quiet.

Well, the instructor seems to be angry, and he wants to find a chance to vent because of things and wishes. At this time, let him grumble.

"You guys, you two..." the instructor pointed at this, and then at that, his fingers were shaking, he took a deep breath, hating iron for not making steel, "Can be able! Too much! Our two consecutive The two company commanders are so fond of innovation! You talk about it, you have to take such a big risk, tossing others not to say, you have to toss yourself, occasionally drifting with the waves, is it so difficult?! For the movie you put, cut it In the video, there are several scenes that will happen to your company's soldiers?! Think too much! No one will praise you!"

Mo Shangyun and Lang Yan glanced at each other.

It seems that the instructor did not fundamentally deny them, and even approved them. However, such a speech in front of so many people is too unconventional, and will get the blame of the superior, so it is so anxious.

Rather than being angry, it is better to worry about them.

As a result, the two couldn't say a single refutation.

The instructor counted them irritably for ten minutes, and finally said that he was dry, so he inserted his waist and waved his hand, let them stay in place and wait for him to come back, and then went to his office to drink tea. Too.

Mo Shangjun and Lang Yan quickly took the opportunity to return to the dormitory to escape the instructor's claws.

As soon as the instructor entered his office, he realized that something was wrong and hurriedly took out his water cup. He happened to see Mo Shangyun and Lang Yan going upstairs. His hands were shaking with anger, and he almost dropped the water cup in his hand!

These two disobedient guys!

He was mad!

*

At night, Mo Shangyun slept very badly.

Not because of the movies and videos or even the content of the speech, nor the worries of the stimulating fighters, nor the worries about the punishment they will get tomorrow.

But

Lin Qi, who came back after running the circle, still couldn't sleep, and the tossing up and down in the upper bunk did not stop insisting on the pancake.

Sleep has always been very shallow, and I began to miss the former roommate, Comrade Ji Ruonan, who paid attention to everything.

However, at this moment, in the face of this torment, it was all her own sin.

"Otherwise, would you go out and run dozens more laps?"

Until two o'clock in the morning, Mo Shangyun opened his eyes clearly and offered constructive suggestions to Lin Qi on the upper bunk.

It was okay for her not to speak. Lin Qi could barely ignore her existence, but with such a loud voice, Lin Qi's full of irritability, anxiety, and discomfort broke out. She raised her hand and patted the bed, and then rolled over from the top bunk.

Mo Shangjun was lying on the bed, tilting Erlang's legs, his hands behind his head, and in a very leisurely posture, he saw Lin Qi, who was a little handsome from the sky.

However, Lin Qi, who was very annoyed at first, saw such a leisurely appearance as the culprit, and he almost exploded in anger.