Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

When Mo Shangyun was half threatened and half warned, the group of people standing in front of her immediately turned into birds.

Even Xiang Yongming, whose face thickness has risen sharply in recent days, can only bow to the wind in front of Mo Shangjun, making a slap at her in a gourd painting, and then flew away like a fly.

Mo Shangjun's roots were quiet and he continued to eat his own breakfast.

but--

After seeing half of the breakfast, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but have a frown on his face.

You should take a picture in advance and show it to Yan Tianxing.

Having a serious breakfast, there was no chance for Yan Tianxing to take a look. It was so wasted.

Mo Shangyun felt a little sorry, and he settled the rest of the breakfast on Table Mountain.

After eating, Mo Shangjun wanted to go to Sanlian to see the preparation of the basketball game, but he just passed the dormitory of Erlian and was called by the instructor.

"Mo Fulian." The instructor waved far away to her.

"Ok?"

Looking down, Mo Shangyun went straight to the instructor.

"You go and see how well the dormitory is going to be used for filming the show," the instructor said. "Tomorrow they are coming. We have to do everything we can and don't let it go. Also, if you have time, , Passing through all the processes by the way."

Speaking of which, the instructor was afraid of the trouble of ink painting, and after thinking about it, he praised in the words of buying people's hearts: "You do things carefully, I believe in you."

Mo Shangyun nodded and smiled, "Yes."

The instructor ran away with a wave of his hand.

Mo Shangyun's brows were fierce, but it was still his duty. He honestly and unequivocally passed all the matters of their program shooting process as the instructor said.

When she was busy, it was past nine.

A total of three games were held at 9 am, 3 pm and 7 pm. Among them, the first game consists of two consecutive PK three consecutive, the second game consists of one consecutive PK three consecutive, and the third game consists of one consecutive PK two consecutive. In these three games, as long as a company wins two games, it is a victory. If all three companies have a win, then... I'll say it later. There is no such record so far.

Mo Shangjun just stepped out of the dormitory building and heard the noise from the three consecutive basketball courts next door.

She moved her mind slightly, wondering if the infantry battalion that cheered the Er Company had arrived.

"Vice Commander Mo! Vice Commander Mo!"

In a few steps, I heard a strange cry.

Mo Shangyun looked up, at first glance he saw a three-star bar running towards him, at second glance he saw a large team coming from behind the corner following him.

Mo Shangyun subconsciously paused.

In a blink of an eye, a Samsung young man ran over.

Mo Shangyun took a closer look, and then recognized that this was the company commander of the infantry battalion, surnamed Wu.

"Vice commander Mo, I'm sorry. There was a delay on the road, and I'm only here now." As company leader Wu approached, he explained to Mo Shangyun a little guilty.

"Mr. Wu." Mo Shangyun turned his head down and glanced behind him, asking with some surprise, "How many people did you bring here?"

Looking back, Wu Lianchang smiled at her and said, "About five hundred, all who can come are here."

Mo Shangyun was taken aback for a moment, but I didn't expect to have brought all their camps. I just thought, "Thank you."

"Don't use it," Wu Lianchang waved his hand and hurriedly said, "We heard about yesterday's events. It should be, it should be."

Mo Shangjun went to their infantry battalion before, and had seen them several times with their battalion commander. Yesterday afternoon, Mo Shangyun went to the infantry battalion and talked to their battalion commander, saying that as long as their battalion came here to help as a cheerleader and cheer for the second company, she helped to make suggestions and let the superior leaders Approve a batch of equipment that their infantry battalion badly needed

No, last night the battalion commander went to the brigade commander according to what Mo Shangyun said, and really approved the equipment.

Now being a cheerleader, isn't that a trivial matter?

All the infantry who learned of this matter, without mentioning the matter of losing their hands at once, all rushed over to cheer the second company of Mo Shangyun.

"Is it done?" Mo Shangyun asked with a smile.

"It's done!" Company Commander Wu nodded immediately. "Thank you Vice Commander Mo for your guidance."

"You're welcome," Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows gently, then smiled, "Come with me."

"Row."

Wu Lianchang responded.

He recovered, let a platoon leader lead the team, organize the team, and show the best momentum, never let two reconnaissance battalions with more than two hundred people to suppress their momentum of more than 500 people, After the soldiers stood up in a brave manner, he nodded in satisfaction and led them to keep up with Mo Shangjun's team.

Mo Shangyun took a step first and met Lang Yan who came back half-way through the sorrow.

"Mr. Long."

Mo Shangyun stopped him.

"Mo Fulian?"

Dejected, Lang Yan raised his head and looked at Mo Shangyun with some doubt.

"What's wrong?" Mo Shangyun walked past slowly and asked.

"The momentum is completely crushed and I can't stand it anymore." Lang Yan lifted his forehead sadly.

One consecutive and three consecutive is really shameful. The two companies colluded and cheered under the leadership of the women’s volleyball team. They scored a group of people to handle the filming of tomorrow’s program. The trumpeters were all crushed by the momentum, and they were crushed as soon as a word was shouted.

"How is the game?"

"Three consecutive companies are ten more than us." Lang Yan said helplessly.

Mo Shangyun nodded slightly.

"Right, didn't you say you came from a camp?"

Suddenly thinking of such a shortcoming, Lang Yan looked at Mo Shangyun with some thought, his eyes lit up with hope.

"Behind."

Mo Shangyun raised his finger to the back.

"Really?" Lang Yan uttered in surprise, whispering a little in disbelief, "Where is a battalion listening to your call..."

Without saying a word, Lang Yan was almost choked by himself.

——On the corner behind Mo Shangjun, a huge team came in a mighty way. Everyone stood with their heads raised, looking straight ahead, and the sound of kicking the ground was uniform, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one. It was shocking.

At a glance, there were about 500 people.

However, the entire reconnaissance battalion is only more than three hundred people. It is really difficult for Lang Yan to see such a spectacular scene.

Soon, the phalanx team came to Mo Shangjun at a neat pace.

As for a leading company commander who was familiar, it was generous to come and greet Lang Yan: "Commander Lang!"

Company Commander Wu paid a military salute to Lang Yan in an extremely correct posture.

Lang Yan was shocked and returned a consciousness subconsciously, then extended his hand to Wu Wu, "Hello, Wu Wu."

"Hello, hello." Company commander Wu shook hands with him, and then said, "We are here to help you as cheerleaders."

Lang Yan's eyes opened slightly, barely keeping calm. He glanced at Mo Shangjun with a deep meaning, and then thanked Mr. Wu politely.

By the time the two had greeted each other, Mo Shangyun had taken the infantry battalion out of a distance.

Lang Yan and Company Wu quickly followed.

The following way, the three company commanders plus more than 500 people walked majesticly towards the direction of Sanlian. If the passers-by saw, if they hadn't seen Langyan and Mo Shangyun who saw Erlian, they would definitely think that these individuals were coming Smashed the scene.

It didn't take long for more than 500 people to reach the basketball court of the third consecutive company.

at the same time--

After the halftime break, the players returned to the court to start the game, just when the cheerleaders started to compete.

After a round of competition, the fighters of the second company shouted in a dumb voice, and their momentum was greatly reduced, while the teams on the opposite side and the third company were full of energy. Under the leadership of Lou Xilu, the energy was more and more vigorous. "Continuous cheering" can lift the entire stadium.

As soon as Mo Shangyun and others arrived, they were shocked by their roaring ears.

However, so many people arrived together, almost for granted, and gradually attracted the attention of the cheerleaders on the court. Even the players who were playing noticed so many people, they almost glared out their eyes.

I wipe!

Mo Fulian is going against the sky again!

For about thirty seconds, everyone except the players in the game stared straightly. Even the Lou Xilu, the first and third consecutive fighters stopped the shouting and stared at Mexico in a daze. Shang Yun and the group of people behind her.

Come on, where did Mo Shangjun get so many people? !

Soon, the cheerleading team began to commotion.

"Who are those people?"

"I don't know, every one of them has very good eyes."

"If I remember correctly, they should have been from the infantry battalion. They had acted with them during the last exercise. I remember their company commander. It was the company of Mo Fu and Company Long."

"I'll just go, why did Mo Fulian call the people from this camp?!"

"It's amazing, this posture, it is estimated that the entire battalion is here."

...

Mo Shangyun glanced around, then waved his hand, and issued an order to the infantry behind him, "Enclose the court."