Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

After a moment, Mo Shangyun stood in front, turned around in a standard posture, and faced all the soldiers in the conference room.

The soldiers in the first and second rows looked at her nervously, and some even swallowed subconsciously.

Too nervous.

Mo Fulian won't give the battalions of this battalion a dismounted horse right?

The battalion commander is still here!

Lou Xilu looked at her a bit pretentiously.

I knew at a glance that she hadn't made any preparations in advance... to see what she said!

"Hello everyone, my name is Mo Shangjun. I'm very happy that our reconnaissance battalion can come here to cooperate and learn with the soldiers of the armored infantry battalion..."

On such a formal and serious occasion, Mo Shangjun, holding the image of an upright and serious female officer, said an empty talk that made people understand all words but no one could understand the specific meaning.

The soldiers in armored infantry battalions who did not understand Mo Shangjun said that there was no problem with Mo Shangjun’s speech. They were officers. It's just a story.

However, the reconnaissance battalion soldiers in the first and second rows almost took off their seats without a smile, and all laughed silently, covering their faces, as if they were poked in the laughter, and they couldn't stop.

Hahaha!

It will be too good!

It's too good!

The Mo Fulian who was Dang Erlang, the Mo Fulian who was dozing at the meeting... even said this scene she didn't like most? !

Fallen!

Hahaha...

A group of people is overjoyed.

Lou Xilu heard his face turned blue.

After finishing the speech, Mo Shangyun also saluted them with a military salute, and then walked back to his place one step at a time in the applause.

The first two rows of soldiers secretly gave her a thumbs up.

Mo Shangyun pretended not to see it.

Before going to the reconnaissance battalion, she talked to her instructor everywhere, a set of Mandarin, but she was specially taught.

In the reconnaissance battalion, they are mixed, naturally a lot of random, but on this occasion... can only be a little more orderly.

I saw a lot of people laughing with their shoulders moving, Mo Shangyun inadvertently coughed, seemingly reminding them.

They immediately calmed down, learning to paint on ink, pretending to be serious and upright.

However, there is a weird beast that can only say ‘hahaha...’ in his heart at this moment, mad at the depths of his heart, thus representing their current mood.

The commander cleared his throat and affirmed what Mo Shangyun said—although he also knew that Mo Shangyun had no actual content, but what he said was more content than Mo Shangyun.

It is nothing more than a good cooperation between the two camps.

Next came the issue of military training matters.

Pretend, you have to look like this. The paper and pen are prepared in advance. Any key points mentioned by the battalion commander are recorded and listened carefully. There are no small movements throughout the process. Occasionally the soldiers in the first and second rows looked up and saw Ink on the head to take notes, almost did not bite his tongue.

What the hell!

Is this still their Mo Vice President? !

Everyone looked at each other, but Mo Shangyun played a good lead. They all started to pretend to take notes, although many times they didn't know what they were doing.

The meeting took place for two hours.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the battalion chief announced the end of the meeting. When the soldiers of the armored infantry battalion went out in an orderly manner, the battalion chief came over to greet Mo Shangyun and greeted him deeply.

Mo Shangjun also made the drip leak-proof, and well handled the battalion commander.

The two talked and laughed, without any flaws.

It took a full three minutes for the battalion commander to leave after being urged by the document.

Lou Xilu observed Mo Shangjun's performance throughout the journey. This stupid posture made Lou Xilu feel like eating a fly, couldn't spit it out and couldn't swallow it, and stuck in the throat, making it extremely uncomfortable.

In the troops of other people's homes, she was able to pretend to be like this.

"Mo Fulian..."

Xiang Yongming stood up, intending to ridicule Mo Shangyun a few words.

However, Mo Shangyun's eyelids lifted, turned his head and swept his eyes towards Yongming, cut off his words, and asked directly: "Who won the assessment yesterday?"

"Hey," Xiang Yongming mentioned this, and a smile of joy unconsciously appeared on his face, busy, "Of course it is our second consecutive! Mo Fulian, the third consecutive winner, our second consecutive handsome, Isn’t it cool?

"cut!"

"show off!"

"See what you can do!"

...

The soldiers of the other two companies sent a wave of sighs.

Lou Xilu's face was ugly and tight.

After the assessment last night, even if her internship period was over, she would move to Ancheng Army College tonight.

However, this does not make her feel better.

Since the last time she showed a certain strength under the frame of Mo Shangyun, she has been treated differently in the past. No one has specifically named this matter, and no one has disputed it privately-the quality of a series of soldiers. Indeed beyond her imagination. However, they seemed to neglect her after negotiating. Although it was not too obvious, she could still feel the change in attitude.

This week was the most difficult day for her to scout a series.

However, she felt confident that the assessment could win the victory, so as to make the fighters happy and happy, and even made a mobilization before the assessment, but the actual result was Erlian beaten hard.

That group of people is not a mentally trained person, that group of scum brought by Mo Shangjun, that group of warriors who obey Mo Shangjun desperately...

Won again, and once again defeated this group of elites.

Lou Xilu couldn't be reconciled.

She was even more reluctant that, even if she failed again, even the soldiers did not complain about Mo Shangyun, but just raised their thumbs to express admiration for Mo Shangyun.

"Mo Fulian, don't listen to him talking nonsense, your second company can only be considered a win this time, and it will be our turn to overtake the next time."

A series of famous warriors gathered together, and pushed Yongming's head down, handed it over to others to bully, and then smiled toward the ink.

"Yes, yes, your Erlian training recently is not as good as before. If you go on like this, only you will be overtaken by us!"

"If you say to Yongming, you can't believe Mo Fulian. Nine of his ten sentences are false."

...

Others have followed his way.

Mo Shangyun threw the notebook and signature pen into the backpack, then looked away and gave them a slight smile.

There is no sympathy for Xiang Yongming, who is beaten down under the table.

"I said," Mo Shangyun's voice was light, and he put his hand into his pocket and asked lazily, "You are sure, you can still participate in the next assessment in this nest?"

"..."

Instant silence.

Xiang Yongming, who yelled babbled, stopped screaming coldly.

——I wipe! Yeah! After three months of military training, they could not participate in the next assessment at all!

Under Mo Shangjun's reminder, you all realized this, and somehow felt a bit heavy, and closed your mouths and said nothing.

Not only that, but those veterans who are leaving the army tomorrow morning will be gone. Those who fought side by side with them for assessment together yesterday will have no more opportunities in the future.

Xiang Yongming struggled to get up from under the table, staring at Mo Shangyun with his eyes.

"Mo Fulian, you will go back with us." Xiang Yongming stared at Mo Shangjun without blinking and asked.

"Well," Mo Shangyun nodded, put the backpack on his shoulder, raised his eyebrows, "Go."

As soon as the words fell, the others immediately packed up their belongings and were ready to follow Mo Shangjun and leave.

Lou Xilu stood for a while and saw a group of people go out with Mo Shangyun, but no one took care of himself. Only two soldiers went out to realize that she was still inside and greeted her. Faster".

Lou Xilu took a deep breath anxiously.

Oh shit.

With his teeth clenched, Lou Xilu walked out the door angrily.

*

The air-conditioning was turned on in the meeting room, and Mo Shangyun was wearing a thick dress, and he didn't even take off his coat. He didn't notice it inside, but when he went out, the hot heat rushed on his face, which could burn the skin.

Mo Shangyun subconsciously frowned.

Seeing this, Xiang Yongming immediately said: "Mo Fulian, I'll help you with your bag. Take off your coat."

"Go for a walk," a series of soldiers will kick Yongming away, and attentively head towards Mo. "Mo Fulian, I'll help you. You guys are clumsy and useless."

He was so attentive so deliberately, and others also gathered around. You said one by one, and started snatching up Mo Shangyun's backpack.

"okay."

Mo Shangyun made a noise, interrupting their toss.

"There is nothing to be attentive, or **** is theft." Mo Shangyun took off his backpack and threw it to an Erlian soldier beside him, then raised his eyebrows, "Say, what's the matter?"