Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Our military district intends to pick some top talents and conduct an assessment in two months. We have read all your resumes, which are very good, and the military skills are also good, so this time you are on the list," the battalion leader looked at her, his expression slightly Seriously, "Just ask you, what are your thoughts?"

After a moment of contemplation, Mo Ningjun asked, "What assessment?"

"This is a secret."

The commander replied cautiously.

Nodding slightly, Mo Shangyun continued to ask, "Can I refuse?"

The battalion commander was stunned for a while, and then his expression returned to normal, "I can't call the shots, but I will report your opinions."

"Thank you." Mo Shangyun smiled and thanked.

"I think, I need to ask why." The battalion commander said indifferently.

"You can understand that I am afraid of being embarrassing." Mo Shangyun answered generously.

"Actually--" The commander of the battalion was meaningful.

"I am not interested in the behavior of others testing my ability."

Not to be concealed, Mo Shangyun spoke directly.

On the one hand, she knows her abilities, and she does not need to prove it to others by some means. On the other hand, the top assessment of the entire military area must not be as simple as the simple assessment. Mo Shangyun couldn't figure out what they wanted. Of course, she did not have such a strong desire for knowledge about what she knew nothing about. .

The commander looked at her a few times.

Halfway, he said, "Comrade Mo Shangyun, this is an opportunity."

"But, Battalion Commander," Mo Shangjun sat upright, facing the Battalion Commander's stressful line of sight, saying one by one, "You know, this is not necessarily my opportunity."

Upon hearing the sound, Yingchang's brow moved slightly, and for a while, he sighed softly.

So ambitious...

Hey, he had a headache. He saw him for the first time.

After a moment of contemplation, the battalion commander waved his hand helplessly, thus shifting the topic.

Next, the battalion commander asked politely a few words about Mo Shangjun's impression and adaptability to the company. Mo Shangjun no longer offended him, responding politely.

Soon, Mo Shangyun left the commander's office.

At the moment when the door was closed, the ink flashed on the ink and glanced at the door before leaving.

*

It's eleven o'clock.

Mo Shangyun was not in a hurry to go back, but asked someone to investigate the office of the company leader of reconnaissance, and then went straight to there.

When he arrived, the door was open, Mo Shangyun paused, and his eyes swept inside.

There is not much space. There is a desk on the left and right sides. A window opposite is open for ventilation. On the right side is a large bookshelf behind the desk, half of the space is packed out.

An officer wearing an army uniform shirt with a badge of three stars is probably the company commander. He is tall and tall, standing in front of the bookshelf and sorting books.

"Knock. Knock. Knock."

Knocked on the door three times, and at the moment that attracted the attention of the other party, Mo Shangyun's voice shouted forcefully, "Report!"

Lang Yan, who was picking a book, was frightened by the sudden sound, his fingers shook slightly, and most of the books were pulled out and fell down suddenly. The company commander recovered, and raised his eyebrows, and then copied the book into the hand in the middle.

"You are..." Grabbing the book, Lang Yan walked towards this side, and reacted in two steps. His face was filled with joy, "Oh, ink on Yun, deputy company commander."

"Yes."

Mo Shangyun echoed.

Lang Yan looked at her subconsciously.

At the same time, Mo Shangyun also looked at him a few times.

She is two or three years older than her. It is estimated that she is also a senior student who graduated from a military school. Her facial features are upright, her eyes are sharp, and she is biased towards the handsomeness of the sun. She has a kind smile on her face.

"Hello, my name is Lang Yan."

With a hearty smile, Lang Yan reached out to Mo Shangyun as soon as he came over.

"Hello there."

Mo Shangyun also seriously reached out to him.

Shake hands politely, and within two seconds, immediately let go.

"Exactly, if you look at your desk, what else is missing, just tell me directly."

As he spoke, Lang Yan walked inside, pointing to the desk on the left of the ink.

"Huh." Mo Shangyun nodded.

Compared with the materials piled up on the right, Mo Shangjun's desk is much simpler and cleaner.

However, it is quite complete.

A stack of pen holders, several pens, two folders, draft paper, letter paper, etc., plus a specially configured computer.

"Wait for five minutes."

After probably going through it, Mo Shangyun simply said to Lang Yan.

When Lang Yan was still stunned, Mo Shangyun was already sitting on the office chair, and after each drawer was opened and scanned, he took out the draft paper and the signature pen and quickly wrote on it.

Lang Yan stood inexplicably beside him.

Until after seeing what Mo Shangyun was, the young and handsome face naturally expressed consternation.

In less than five minutes, Mo Shangjun listed the list and got up and handed it to Lang Yan.

"These are all missing."

"Oh……"

Lang Yan felt that his facial muscles were stiff.

Obedient, this girl is really welcome.

"Is there a problem?" Glancing at his expression, Mo Shangyun put one hand in his trouser pocket and asked his lips.

"When will it be?" Coughed, Lang Yan recovered.

"before tomorrow."

"Yes," Langyan was naturally forgiving towards new comrades, especially lesbians, and nodded. Afterwards, he seemed to think of something and asked, "Yes, last night, did you fine Li Liang?"

"Huh." Mo Shangyun did not deny it.

"Someone told me," Lang Yan said politely. "They are indeed wrong. Gentlemen, corporal punishment is fine, but pay attention to the fire. If it is excessive, we will not be able to explain it."

He was always busy yesterday, and did not have time to see Mo Shangyun. Who knew that early in the morning, a few squad leaders came over and said that he wanted to complain about the new deputy company commander.

Although he scolded the couple, Mo Shangyun's approach also surprised him, and he said a few words symbolically.

after all--

Masters, what's wrong with running dozens of laps, do you really care about a woman? !

Make it clear that you are a little kid!

"it is good."

Mo Shangjun nodded in good faith.

Lang Yan was relieved.

"Speaking of this..." Mo Shangyun spoke again.

Lang Yan said suddenly.

"I have an offer."

Mo Shangjun wrapped his hands around his chest, and an unidentified smile evoked from the corner of his mouth.

"You said." Lang Yan resigned helplessly.

"In order to have a good relationship with the lower-level fighters, I plan to train with them in the future." Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly and said very seriously.

"..." Suddenly, Lang Yan's expression was rather weird. "Comrade Mo Shangjun, I'll confirm it again. Excuse me, do you know that we are reconnaissance companies?"

"know."

"Training amount..." Lang Yan lengthened his voice.

"I am mentally prepared." The expression remained unchanged, and Mo Shangyun's eyes lightened and deepened.

The reconnaissance company, the "special forces" of the conventional forces, the concentration of a batch of elites, the recruits of five or six hundred recruits, it is estimated that only a few can be selected to come here, except for the special forces, this is the vanguard A place to yearn for.

The instructor threw her here, didn't she also fancy the word "reconnaissance"?

"Well," Lang Yan shrugged and frustrated. "Just be happy."

Accompany training...

Stay with her if she wants to stay with her.

Can't hold it anymore, and find her a step down by then.

However, he did not see the flashing smile in Mo Shangjun's eyes.

This company commander...

Ha, it's really young.