Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

The collective protest last night was resolved silently by Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangyun didn't accompany them to punish the station, saying that he would leave after a random check.

However, as soon as she returned to the office, Yan Tianxing took her out and threw her into the dormitory for a forced lunch break.

Seeing that Yan Tianxing was out of good intentions, although Mo Shangyun said that he was full of energy, he still took a rest for two hours.

The fighting training in the afternoon has been arranged, and she has no need to work overtime.

As for other trivial matters, you can temporarily put aside.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Mo Shangyun came to the training ground on time and arranged the latest fighting training.

In two consecutive combat trainings, no trainees won. Even the strongest words of the trainees were lost to Mo Shangyun. Mo Shangyun thought that this time there would be no more students with short eyes, even warming up. nothing.

but--

"Is anyone challenged today?"

"report!"

Mo Shangyun just finished speaking, and Yan Jin shouted again.

Mo Shangyun looked across the crowd and fell to the solemn face of the present day.

The corner of the mouth twitched fiercely.

Don't give up yet?

Withdrawing his gaze slightly, Mo Shangyun raised his horn and raised his voice, "Is there any?"

"..."

Collective silence.

Gone.

Everyone is a self-knowledge person and will never give points to Mo Shangyun in vain.

However, many people gave Yan Jin a thumbs up in their hearts.

What a hero.

It's just... all the way.

The crowd mourned for him.

"This 001, it seems to be in the same position as Mo Shang."

Seeing that Yan Jin was taken away by Mo Shangyun now, without half curiosity, she knew the result and told Gossip to Peng Yuqiu.

Peng Yuqiu didn't lift his eyelids, and he said with a pinch: "10 points at a time, it won't last long."

Mucheng: "..."

It's too.

Suddenly, Mu Cheng shifted the subject and squeezed his eyebrows toward Peng Yuqiu: "Oh, the latest news, have you heard?"

"What?" Peng Yuqiu wondered.

"I saw it on Yan Ye's desk this morning," Mu Cheng said quietly after seeing no one around him and making sure that no one was nearby and could not hear their conversation. "Next month, the Xilan Military Region A new instructor will be transferred. It is not Mo Shangyun who is a newcomer who has not been in the military for long, but a genuine veteran with several years of experience in the army."

"I haven't heard it." Peng Yuqiu frowned. "What's the matter?"

"I don't know the specific situation," Mu Chengdao said. "According to my analysis, one is that Yan Ye can't guarantee to be in the training camp at all times, and they don't worry about us a few; the other is Mo Shangyun's military achievements... Um, Let them doubt that it is difficult for people with little experience to bring this group of elites."

For this matter, Mu Cheng has something to do with himself.

They all come together to count, the soldiers are well led, they are not good, the soldiers are not good, and they are not bad.

Anything is carried by Yan Tianxing.

Although he thinks that this group of soldiers is good, it is undeniable that the average age of their group of instructors is indeed a bit low, it is difficult to make people completely assured of so many elites in their hands.

"The idea above is really a change every day." Peng Yuqiu said, with a little dissatisfaction in his expression.

They can be instructors, and they are all selected one by one.

At the very least, there is no problem with anyone's ability to lead troops, and individual combat is enough to control these trainees.

In the past, regardless of age, the training had already started, and I started to pick on.

It is inexplicable.

"I think it's pretty good," Mu Cheng clapped his hands. "There is pressure to be motivated. We can just learn about the experience of veterans."

Peng Yuqiu glanced at him silently, without speaking.

When it comes to the experience of bringing troops, it is really a big pain in their hearts.

Puncture.

Even Mo Shangjun, who has just been under the company, can't compare.

In the conversation between the two, Mo Shangyun and Yan Jin's PK have ended.

There is no doubt that Mo Shangyun won a great victory.

Mucheng symbolically gave her two chirps, and then consciously acted as a teaching assistant, helping Moshangjun to the side.

Peng Yuqiu hesitated and took the initiative to help.

Too many people make it difficult for Mo Shangyun to take care of them one by one. Now some people want to find articles on Mo Shangjun's "capability to lead troops", and of course they have to help ink on Jun.

You can't let outsiders pick out faults.

In this fighting training, without the participation of midsummer, all the processes followed the arrangement of Mo Shangyun, and the development was extremely smooth.

Three hours later, the combat training successfully ended.

Rarely, this time Mo Shangyun left without disbanding, but accompanied the students to the cafeteria for dinner.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and many students have an ominous hunch in their hearts.

Sure enough, after five minutes—

"Beep-beep-beep -"

A rapid whistle blew at the door of the canteen.

Immediately afterwards, after attracting the attention of all the students, the voice of Mo Shangyun spread through the horn to the entire cafeteria, "All female students, gather in three minutes."

As soon as the voice fell, the student who stood up subconsciously was relieved and sat back.

The male student has nothing to do, but the female student is abruptly accelerating the speed of eating dinner, almost stuffing the food directly into the mouth, can waste without waste, try to get the maximum energy.

After all, at first glance at this posture, it is not for them to chat, they must think about their bodies.

During these three minutes, the male and female students had a sharp contrast in their eating. There were even scenes where many female students stuffed rice in their mouths, which scared the male students to almost lose their chopsticks.

After three minutes.

Mo Shangyun and Ji Ruonan stood outside the cafeteria.

99 female students gathered in front of them without falling.

Due to the fast eating rate, several trainees hiccupped in the queue.

"Instructor Mo?"

After everyone had assembled, Ji Ruonan turned his head aside and screamed Mo Shangyun tentatively.

"You come."

Mo Shangyun frowned slightly and gave Ji Ruonan a positive response.

Ji Ruonan nodded and then took two steps forward.

"Let me briefly talk about the situation," Ji Ruonan raised his horn and began to introduce, "From today, the night training of female soldiers and male soldiers is separated, female soldiers are led by me and the instructor, and the two groups of AB are trained separately. The training items are The instructors of each group decided."

Ji Ruonan said that the students in Group B immediately opened their eyes and could not accept this cruel fact.

Let Mo Shangyun take them to train at night? !

As long as there is morning training and fighting training by Mo Shangyun, will they still be half dead and okay? If they come to night training, will they still live? !

but--

Obviously, they have no room for rebuttal.

Contrary to their reaction, the students in Group A jumped with joy when they heard the news.

The instructors Mucheng and Peng Yuqiu are often murderers and deduct their scores for no reason, but Ji Ruonan is definitely the most reasonable among all instructors!

Ji Ruonan is in charge of their night training, it couldn't be better!

Feeling this obvious change in atmosphere, Mo Shangyun looked at the sky silently.

In mid-April, it was a little dark, and at this moment, the sunset could be seen, the sunset was bright red, the sunset was lasting, and I could not feel the slightest temperature.

"Also," paused, Ji Ruonan continued, "The night training that I just said will start tomorrow. Tonight, the AB group will play a confrontation game, and the instructors of each group will be the commander. The time is three hours. Group A is the defender, and group B is the attack. Within three hours, group B rescues the hostages in group A and wins; if the rescue is not possible, it fails. In addition, the winning group will add two points to each person, and each losing Two points are deducted."

Battle? ! Plus points? !

Upon hearing this news, the students in both groups were eager to move.

However, when the students in Group B realized that Mo Shangyun was the commander in chief, he was inevitably depressed.

They don't have any confidence in Mo Shangyun, and there is no tacit understanding of teamwork. Is it possible to win?

I couldn't help but tremble.

"Okay, that's the way it is. The game started at 7 o'clock, and now the two groups AB and their respective instructors left to discuss the offensive and defensive plan."

Speaking of which, Ji Ruonan glanced at Group A. Many students were already smiling, and even recruited Ji Ruonan happily.

On the contrary, the atmosphere of Group B was lifeless, and the battle was not ashamed before the battle started.

"Beep--"

Mo Shangyun blew his whistle.

Participants in Group B barely regained their spirits.

"Stand up-right, take a rest."

With a frown, Mo Shangjun issued a password.

Group B students strictly acted according to her password.

"follow me."

Too lazy to say that Mo Shangyun left three words and left.

Group B students looked at each other.

After a while, I kept up with the pace of ink painting.

Mo Shangjun is also an instructor anyway, even if they feel that their group will definitely lose, but they can't surrender themselves in front of Mo Shangjun...