Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

With Ji Ruonan's repeated instructions, Mo Shangyun arrived at the training ground two minutes early.

In terms of the habit of stepping on points, Mo Shangyun can be said to have attached great importance to this collection.

But, as soon as she arrived at the training ground, she saw a whole row of standing instructors, and... two phalanx teams composed of men and women.

After nearly two months of intensive training, the previous number of more than three hundred people, now there are only more than one hundred people.

Among them, male soldiers account for two thirds.

Even though these people all stand together, the size of a company is not very conspicuous.

However, the eyes swept over Yan Tianxing who was standing in the middle, and Mo Shangyun suddenly had a big head.

She raised her hand and pressed the brim, but she didn't come close sneakily, but instead walked past with awe-inspiring anger.

She was not late for a little gathering.

It’s just that the huge training ground was very quiet for a moment. No matter whether the instructor or the student, no one spoke actively, and the instructor turned away from her. Fortunately, those students with ink on the front, but a pair of eyes passed the row in front. Instructor, a slightly sympathetic glance swept at her.

Mo Shangyun's face was expressionless, and he stubbornly walked to the rank of instructor.

On the right, the first one.

As soon as I stood still, I felt a lot of sight on the left, she didn't even give a look, facing the front.

She didn't see that all the instructors were standing in the middle, not even glancing at the corner of her eyes, as if she was not interested in anything.

Xiao Chuyun took the initiative to take a step forward and said loudly: "In latent training, he moved 300 meters in an hour, and finally survived. If he fails, he will be deducted 3 points."

Subsequently, under the order of Xiao Chuyun, the two phalanx teams formed a group of two in every two rows, a total of five groups, each group of about 20-30 people.

Each group is led by different instructors.

"Instructor Mo."

Xiao Chuyun just finished the task, and everyone heard a lazy voice.

Calling her, Yan Tianxing stood in the middle.

"To!"

Mo Shangyun frowned inadvertently, and immediately took the conversation.

The five instructors are Mu Cheng, Peng Yuqiu, Zhong Tianhao, Tu Sheng, and Ji Ruonan. During this hour of training, she should be fine.

However, once named by Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangyun had an ominous hunch.

Yan Tianxing slowly put on his leather gloves and lowered his head slightly, his movements were elegant, but he didn't even look at the ink, and said directly, "You replace Mucheng."

"Yes!"

Mo Shangyun cut the nails and answered the iron.

He is the chief instructor and he has the final say.

As for the communique's private enmity?

She has no right to know anything.

Replaced Mucheng: "..."

Hey.

What the **** is this daggered atmosphere?

but--

The five instructors were selected based on various performances this week. Yan Tianxing felt dissatisfied and circled one by one to let them be the thankless instructors.

Yan Tianxing’s rule is: the remaining one student, the instructor will do 100 push-ups.

The number of people in the Mucheng group is the most, a full 30. Although he had been grieved for a long time, the moment he saw Mo Shangyun pushing his class, it was more horrified than relieved and relieved.

Inevitably, Yan Ye remembers what Mo Shangyun didn't arrive earlier?

Has the relationship between these two people reached such a stalemate?

Mu Cheng murmured in his heart and swept the line of sight, seeing that Mo Shangyun and Yan Tianxing were no different, and they were even more puzzled.

What exactly is going on?

*

Along with several other instructors, Mo Shangjun led a team of 30 people to leave.

Five areas, five high platforms.

Guarding 30 scouts by one person is not a challenge for Mo Shangyun. Guarding 30 guards by one person can barely cope with it.

But these 30 people were originally selected as the vanguards, and after nearly two months of training, Mo Shangyun had some difficulty coping with it.

Her marksmanship is good, but...these thirty people ran together, and she really had no time to shoot one by one.

Three hundred meters, they ran for 50 seconds.

On average, one shot in less than two seconds, not counting the aiming time...

Grenades are almost the same for both of them.

Mo Shangyun thought so, in the end, only one of these 30 people could be thought of as "Mo Shangyun".

After all, it can be as shameful as her...it shouldn't be much.

Ran--

Mo Shangyun far underestimated his influence.

She arrived at the high platform and checked the sniper rifle in her hand. After hearing the signal gun, she started shooting at the most obvious target.

The scouting camp also often engages in latent training. The training camp has also trained several times. Mo Shangyun has no problem with those novices. Just sweep and give a shot, and smoke will come out.

However, with more training, these people become old fritters, and the hidden skills are getting better and better.

Putting it aside, the first five minutes were the most eliminated, but the ink was rubbed for five minutes, and three shots were fired.

They were all hidden quite well. They were shot by Mo Shangyun accidentally or with bad luck.

Sniper is an unhappy career on ink. She likes stimulating training instead of this boring, wait-and-forget shooting. Many times, what appears in the camera is not the enemy, but the buzzing mosquitoes.

Through the sight, when Mo Shangjun was aiming and observing, it was hard to think-at the end of May, mosquitoes slowly appeared. Fortunately, this is the afternoon. If you come to practice this at night, it is not a joke.

Waiting dullly for a few minutes, Mo Shangyun solved another one.

At this time, Ji Ruonan's voice suddenly came from the channel, "I have something abnormal on my side."

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

Four more ends.

Sleepy, sleep. good night.