Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Four people play poker, the atmosphere is harmonious.

The night was getting darker, and there was a little coolness in the air. The night wind was blowing, irritating the skin, and it was a little cold.

The four added a lot of firewood to the bonfire. The bonfire burned vigorously, driving the cold around.

The season is just right, in the early spring, before the summer, there are few mosquitoes, entertaining by the fire, so you are at ease.

However, a certain man who was sitting alone by the campfire and focused on roasted bamboo shoots was diametrically opposite to their side. The whole body was covered with air-conditioning and the wind was blowing, which was extremely depressed.

In this depressed atmosphere, Yan Tianxing contacted Mucheng and said the action plan after zero.

Until it was finished, the three bamboo shoots in the hands were also roasted smoothly.

There is not much seasoning, just sprinkle with salt and pepper, sprinkle evenly, and then took the branches and removed the campfire.

After glancing at the four people sitting around together, Yan Tianxing looked a little gloomy, stood up with the roasted bamboo shoots, and walked straight over there.

"Yan team!"

"Yan team!"

Hearing the movement, the two friendly troops immediately shouted at him enthusiastically, but half of the cards were in their hands, and they were reluctant to drop it.

Yan Tianxing didn't look at them, and handed the three bamboo shoots directly to Mo Shangyun.

The bamboo shoots are roasted just right. They are not scorched on the open flame, they are fully cooked and have a fragrance.

"hard."

Mo Shangjun took the opportunity.

Yan Tianxing glanced past her coolly, and then looked at the two friendly forces, his voice calm as commanded, "Go."

Having said that, I didn’t wait for the two friendly forces to make a good decision—whether to choose to finish the game or to follow Yan Tianxing straight away. Yan Tianxing turned around, turned his hand, and a flashlight appeared in his hand. When the switch was pushed, the light of the flashlight illuminated the road ahead.

He was gone, and the two friendly soldiers glanced at each other, and naturally they dared not stay for a long time, so they looked at Mo Shangyun and Mu Qixuan with a pity, put the cards, and got up to catch up quickly.

Mu Qixuan picked up the playing cards on the ground.

Mo Shangyun casually glanced at the direction of Yan Tianxing's departure.

The figure was shrouded in darkness, and only a flash of light was left. In the direction of the front, the light gradually grew away with the person holding the flashlight.

Taking back his sight, Mo Shangjun gave Mu Qixuan a bamboo shoot.

After taking it, Mu Qixuan took a bite and praised without miserly: "It tastes good."

Mo Shangyun, who had no hope, took a bite with curiosity. The bamboo shoots were crisp, with a unique fragrance, and the conditions were limited. They were not as tasty as the rest of the ingredients, but the taste was okay.

She had eaten it once when she was young.

The man's cooking is not very good. She can only say that she can eat everything she cooks. The baked bamboo shoots are also burnt black, but at that time she had not eaten hot food for two days and nights, and she could eat any food that she could eat.

In my memory, I ate all of it, but the taste was average.

At the moment, it is just a whim, but I did not expect that Yan Tianxing was not only cooked, but also in such a simple environment, he guaranteed the taste.

After looking at the remaining bamboo shoot in his hand, Mo Shangyun took a brief break, and then handed it to Mu Qixuan naturally.

Mu Qixuan stared at her for a while, and finally smiled, not knowing what to do.

*

In the evening, Mo Shangjun and Mu Qixuan finished all their food and chatted for a while. After about ten o'clock, they cleaned up the bonfire and traces and entered their tents.

They were on the edge of the fighting area. Although no one found them, they heard gunfire all night.

"Bang Bang Bang", the sound of the Type 95 automatic rifle, stopped intermittently, and stopped until dawn.

At dawn, Mo Shangjun and Mu Qixuan came out of the tent tacitly. Without a good rest, they were not very energetic. When they came out to see each other, they couldn't help but smile at each other.

The two went to the stream to wash briefly, and then came back to tidy up the tent.

Carrying the bag, return the same way.

"What time is it?"

After walking through a section of waterway, Mo Shangyun asked Mu Qixuan suddenly.

"Afternoon, two o'clock train."

"Train?" Mo Shangyun looked back at Mu Qixuan.

It takes a lot of time to get there by train from here.

Mu Qixuan reluctantly explained, "No way, the team is poor."

It turned out to be public money...

So, Mo Shangyun withdrew his eyes and expressed his understanding.

This time Mo Shangyun was familiar with the terrain and took a short way back. It only took four hours to get out of the mountain.

The two were lucky, and when they encountered a tractor, the driver took them very enthusiastically and took them to the city.

As soon as they got off the car, the two received the strange sight of pedestrians nearby, so they looked at each other.

Although they sorted it out briefly before they set off, they did not talk about it again and stayed on the tractor for a while. Although one was wearing a marine camouflage and the other was wearing an army jacket, it was not easy to get dirty, but the two were somewhat embarrassed. .

The exposed skin was scratched, and there was some black and gray on the face. With the elaborate dressing of the people who passed by, the two excellent people with such a good foundation appeared in this way.

"Let's take a bath in a hotel." Mo Shangyun suggested after touching his nose.

Mu Qixuan smiled, stepped closer to her, and raised her hand to hook her shoulder, "Then you said, do I look like a rogue who sells ignorant girls to open houses?"

Mo Shangyun glanced at him leisurely, noticing the scourge of his eyebrows, he could not help but twitched his mouth.

"No clothes change, so be it."

Mo Shangyun shrugged, excluding the temporary intention.

Mu Qixuan looked at the time on the watch, patted her shoulder, and smiled: "It's still too early, you can go back to the military area's guest house."

"Scout camp?" Mo Shangyun frowned slightly.

"Well." Mu Qixuan nodded. "Go back together."

"No return."

Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow and turned away.

"Hey--" Mu Qixuan hooked her shoulders and brought her back again, looking at her calm face, and asked with a smile, "Go back half a day early and feel lost?"

"What do you think?" Mo Shangyun asked indifferently.

After a pause, Mu Qixuan was helpless, "We two go back together, afraid that people will gossip, or..."

The words came abruptly, Mu Qixuan's relaxed tone suddenly suppressed, and his voice was a little more magnetic, "Afraid people think you are suing?"

"Maybe, I'm afraid I'll go back early and come to find something." Mo Shangyun took the call without hesitation.

Since she was given three days off, she would stay out for three days honestly, as they intended.

"You can go back later, too." Mu Qixuan nodded slightly, but looked a little cautiously. "However, before you leave school, you want to give two suggestions."

"Say."

"The first one, the body is the most important, take good care of yourself." Mu Qixuan said word by word.

Because those rumors were related to Mo Shangjun's unauthorized actions, Mu Qixuan carefully inquired about it, only to know that Mo Shangjun singled two mercenaries, and there were many wounds on his body.

There was a slight scar on the finger joint of the right hand.

"I know." Mo Shangyun nodded perfunctoryly.

"It's useless, remember it."

She knocked her head across the wide-brimmed hat, the movement was very light, the emphasis was on emphasis.

Mo Shangyun gave him a slanted look, and he swallowed, and said, "OK."

After all, it was a senior, and she helped her cope with her tutor, so let’s take the last ideological education class.

Knowing that she didn't go to her heart, it can be seen that her attitude is okay. Mu Qixuan shook his head helplessly, and then bypassed this topic.

"Second," Mu Qixuan narrowed his eyes and said quietly, "I know you can accept it, but accept it, you can be reluctant and you can hit people's faces. But don't be disappointed, it's good , Really."

Pedestrians around, occasionally glanced at this side, but the noise was noisy, and this depressed voice, only Mo Shangjun could hear clearly.

Word by word, clearly, with deep meaning.

Mo Shangyun heard clearly and understood the meaning of his words.

He said "acceptance" refers to punishment.

What he said "it" refers to the troops.

Everyone felt that such punishment was unfair.

Insiders know that there are other reasons behind such punishment, so they can understand it.

As far as Mo Shangyun is concerned, she can refuse to accept it.

She can even take action against this, making the matter big and making the decision impossible.

However, she accepted.

However, she can accept, does not mean that she is a saint, will have no idea at all.

Mu Qixuan did not let her not have any ideas, but only let her not be disappointed with the whole group.

Mo Shangyun lifted his eyelid slightly and looked at the serious looking Qiqi Xuan. The fundus refracted the sun, and the light was jumping, which was quite dazzling.

This senior, unlike a mentor, likes to speak a set of principles, not to speak a mandarin, he has rich experience in leading troops, so he can understand.

So, she drew a bottom line.

This bottom line was crossed, she was really disappointed with this collective, and there was no need to continue.

Halfway, Mo Shangyun asked him playfully, "Have you not been disappointed?"

Looking at her smiling eyebrows, she was infected somehow, and Mu Qixuan also laughed, "Your seniors are lucky, hesitated, but not to the point of disappointment."

"Relax," Mo Shangyun smiled, pushing away the hand that was resting on her shoulder. The smile was even worse, "A company, a battalion, will not let me deny it."

"Also," Mu Qixuan nodded and offered an invitation, "Come and go by sea and land."

Mo Shangyun turned his head down, "I'm also good at water."

Suddenly, Mu Qixuan could not help laughing, "As long as you want, welcome anytime."

"I won't give it away." Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly.

They stopped by the bus station, and a bus that could go directly to the reconnaissance camp came here.

It's time to separate.

"See you next time."

Mu Qixuan glanced at the bus, then waved his hand at Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun stood on the spot and watched him get in the car.

Waiting for the bus to leave, she slowly took back her eyes, put her hands in her trouser pockets, turned around, and left along the street.

*

Mo Shangjun wandered the streets.

At 2 pm, she received a text message from Mu Qixuan.

——Small slider, the senior left.

Mo Shangyun replied.

--Bon Voyage.

Then, he collected his mobile phone, casually found a restaurant for a meal, and stopped a taxi to return to the reconnaissance camp.

When I returned to the camp, it was already dark.

The taxi stopped at the door, Mo Shangjun got out of the checkout, and did not bring an officer's certificate. After checking the identity with the guard at the door, he walked into the door with his bag on his back.

Her dress was conspicuous in the uniforms she was traveling with, and someone looked over here from time to time, but the sky was too dark, and she pressed the wide brim hat down so low that she didn’t know who she was unfamiliar with. .

It was not recognized until one came to the Erlian base.

"Mo Fulian, you are back!"

"Mo Fulian, what are you dressing up for, have you gone climbing?"

"Mo Fulian, you are finally back, we miss you."

"Mo Fulian..."

The distance from the playground to the office building was followed by more than ten people, all of whom spoke with Mo Shangyun very enthusiastically.

"Come."

Mo Shangyun stopped and waved at them.

A group of people immediately came over and surrounded her in a circle.

"So energetic, or..." After a while, everyone was tense, and I saw Mo on the corner of his lips, laughing slowly, and asked slowly, "Let your company commander practice more at night?"

Your company commander.

The four words have reduced the interest of the original people who were still excited by half.

Mo Shangjun could not supervise their training. They knew it on the first day of Mo Shangjun's holiday.

It is said that the time is until the end of this month.

However, it was revealed that Mo Shangyun was not in the company for the next four months. In other words, these four months would not come to train them.

"Mo Fulian, you can practice more, can you come?"

"That's right, you've been abused by you. If you don't come, we will feel uncomfortable."

"If you don't speak, just watch by the side."

"Yes, deputy company commander watching us train, isn't it okay?"

They are all burly brawny men, they are carried dead on the training ground, and no pain is shouted in front of her, but at this moment, this one after another, full of frustration and disappointment, all kinds of bad ideas, with reluctance meaning.

Mo Shangyun was surrounded by the crowd, listening to their lip-spoken "playing", listening to it, but smiling involuntarily.

"Okay," Mo Shangyun interrupted them. "Don't like Commander Lang training you, right? Yes, I will give feedback to Commander Lang."

Everyone: "..."

For a time, all regrets and perseverance were all blown away by Mo Shangyun.

The crowd suddenly fell silent.

They are quite reluctant to indulge in ink, and they feel quite unfair for her, but her attitude...

wrong.

As soon as she talked, they lost all emotions.

"Let's go, let's go."

Xiang Yongming came out of nowhere, waved his hand, and persuaded him rather disappointedly.

"Did we just say something?"

"No, no."

"Alas, I don't know when Mo Fulian will return."

"She's not just--" was interrupted.

"Yeah, miss her."

"Idle and idle at night, let's go to the training ground first."

"Come on, come together."

A few people in a group, tacit understanding as Mo Shangyun does not exist, and when nothing has just been said, went to the training ground.

Be smart.

Mo Shangyun glanced at them, carrying his bag, and entered the office building without delay.

Go back to the dormitory directly, take a shower with the training uniform, and then pack up the backpack. After finishing the housework, I wandered to the cooking class and rubbed a fried rice, and then returned to the office.

"came back?"

Lang Yan, who was working in the office on the meeting tomorrow, greeted her with a smile.

"Ok."

"How are you doing?"

"Very good." Mo Shangyun answered quite perfunctoryly.

Lang Yan smiled at her and said, "Tomorrow there will be a meeting, with the focus on training in April."

"Ok?"

"Of course, you don't need to participate." Lang Yan held a sign pen in his hand and tapped on the end of the table, thinking for a moment, "If you can, the list will wait for you to submit and then report to it."

Mo Shangyun nodded, "Uh."

Can understand Lang Yan's intentions.

The list of training in April is determined by the person in charge of the training, and Yan Tianxing is one of the people in charge. He has the right to let the instructor be the person in charge, but he will decide the final quota.

As one of the instructors, Mo Shangjun did not need to participate in their discussion on the April training, so as not to be biased.

Similarly, if she shows the list in advance, if the leader is not satisfied, it is likely to cause trouble for her.

It's better to cut first and then play.

Sending the list directly to Yan Tianxing is not considered leapfrogging, but the list is shown to other leaders in advance, only to be suspected of leapfrogging.

Lang Yan reminded her this way out of good intentions.

Sitting down at his desk, he turned on the computer, and Mo Shangyun called up the electronic rosters of the three companies, copying the list of outstanding and memorable personnel to a new file.

One by two, three by one, each company selects more than ten people, and then deletes.

After some consideration, there are 14 people left in a row, exactly 1 person in a second company, and 13 people in a third company.

In the next few days, four people must be excluded in a row, and three people must be excluded in three consecutive companies.

After staring at the list for a few laps, Mo Shangyun turned off all the stalls, then stood up.

"Where?" Lang Yan asked her casually.

"Walk."

Mo Shangyun shrugged.

*

Mo Shangyun went for a walk.

Or go for a walk around the entire camp.

Moreover, this "walking" took a full five days.

She stayed for two days in a row and three days in a row. She moved the stool to sit near the training ground, tilted her Erlang legs, and held a clip in her hand. When others approached her, she closed the clip and left. She continued.

This bizarre behavior made both companies suspect that she could not intervene in the training of the second company. While the assessment time was up, she was now specifically undercover.

The two companies guarded Mo Shangyun as a thief. However, when the two companies did not see Mo Shangyun on the training ground, they felt a sense of sadness in their hearts.

On the evening of the fifth day, Mo Shangjun determined the final list of the first and third consecutive matches based on several days of observation.

Then, it was sent to Yan Tianxing through WeChat.

However, the reply she received was-

There will be a car to pick up at seven tomorrow night.

Scanning this line of reply, Mo Shangjun subconsciously looked at the calendar on the table.

February 27.

Tomorrow, the quarterly assessment of the reconnaissance battalion.

Leave at night?

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

Notice, the bottle intends to divide the first volume of the original plan into two volumes, that is to say, the next chapter is the new volume!

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