On the open space outside the cafeteria.

A hundred people stood in a square team, arranged vertically and horizontally, and stood in a straddle posture.

As night fell, dim street lights were lit in the open space. However, at first glance, the solemnity of the soldier was not reduced. The sharp momentum with edges and angular turned into a sharp sword and shaved hard towards him.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, they didn't say a word, without any complaints, and each stood upright and looked grim.

Holding a black whistle in his hand, Mo Shangjun walked to the front of the lineup.

"After waiting, who has complained?" Mo Shangyun's expression was cold, every word was calm, and his words were of certain strength.

"No!"

Everyone did not dare to neglect and shouted at the same time.

Mo Shangyun nodded with satisfaction.

good.

"Since that's the case, stand for another half an hour," Mo Shangyun said slowly, "How about paying off the debt that locked the door in the morning?"

“…”

The group opened their eyes incredibly.

It's here, it's really here to collect debts.

"Report!"

As everyone was hesitating, they shouted to Yongming.

"Say." Mo Shangyun looked at him lazily.

Xiang Yongming's eyes were bright and he retorted righteously: "It was your post. Since you can pick on the tricks and let Company Commander Li run away, why can't we take some measures?!"

"My reason is quite open and upright, you guys..." Speaking of this, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and glanced at them with disdain, "One of the way, there is no practical effect; secondly, it does not respect the deputy company.

You guys are so embarrassed to take advantage of these tricks?"

Everyone: "..."

They felt deeply hit.

As Mo Shangyun meant, as long as they could really trap her, she would not pursue it.

Their logic was originally: to trap her and offend her. The current result is: to not trap her and offend her.

It was simply a loss of wife and a loss of troops!

For a moment, Xiang Yongming was also choked by Mo Shangyun and could not find a refutation reason from her fallacies.

"Report!" This time, Li Liang was calling out.

Mo Shangyun looked at him and said, "Say."

"We are willing to stand for another half an hour!" Li Liang shouted on behalf of most of the soldiers.

"Half an hour was the previous debt, now..." Mo Shangyun narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled like a cunning fox, "I changed it, one hour."

"..." Everyone paused, and finally gritted their teeth and shouted, "Yes!"

Those who know the times are heroes. At present, if they continue to argue with Mo Shangyun, they might be able to stand there for the whole night.

Mo Shangyun had some ways to deal with them.

Seeing them responding, Mo Shangyun nodded slightly and said leisurely: "I'll go for a walk and come back in an hour."

“…”

Everyone was almost vomiting blood by her.

I also punished them, and I still deliberately angered them, what about the face?!

But even though each of them had blood and blood, no one dared to say anything.

After clapping his hands, Mo Shangjun really left like a walk. His leisurely appearance really made him very angry.

*

Forty minutes later.

Lang Yan, who returned from the canteen, found Mo Shangyun in the training ground.

She was sitting on the horizontal ladder with a four hundred-meter obstacle, her legs swaying leisurely, holding a Type 95 automatic rifle in her hand - all of which were parts, she was slowly assembling,

The movements look unhurried, but the speed is very fast.

Lang Yan had only taken a look and she had assembled the rifle.

Immediately afterwards, she held the gun in both hands, and the dark muzzle was aiming at this side.

Has been discovered.

Being pointed at the gun made Lang Yan feel a little nervous.

No longer standing still, Lang Yan walked straight towards her.

"Mo Vice Lian," approached, Lang Yan raised his head, looked at Mo Shangyun sitting on it, and asked with a smile, "Why are you here?"

"I'm bored, help the company maintain the gun." Mo Shangyun lowered her eyes and spoke very sincerely.

She maintains a gun, so what about this gun?

Lang Yan smiled and said politely, "Thank you for your hard work."

"No need to work hard." Mo Shangyun replied to him without any guilt.

Lang Yan: "…"

If he is so shameless, he really can't handle it.

"Come on, then."

Suddenly, when Lang Yan heard Mo Shangyun's voice, he raised his eyes and felt that the figure flashed by in his vision, and suddenly a black shadow was pressed down - it was the gun.

The scalp suddenly became numb, and Lang Yan subconsciously reached out to catch the gun, almost avoiding the consequences of being hit by the gun in the face. At almost the same time, he heard the movement beside him and turned his head to look, and found that Mo Shangyun had already

Jumped down.

Lang Yan couldn't help but look at her with a strange look.

He also couldn't understand. He was obviously a woman, so why did he always feel "so handsome"?!

It's really deadly.

"Isn't it here to plead for them?" Mo Shangyun turned around and looked at him head-on.

The squinting look of chuckling fell into Lang Yan's eyes, which was really creepy.

"No! Absolutely not!" Lang Yan made his position quick and determined, and said firmly, "Those little bastards... deserve to be punished! deserve to be punished!"

"That's good." Mo Shangyun walked forward two steps, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said in an air, "I'll send the gun back."

"……good."

Lang Yan felt that he had become an errand in seconds.

"By the way," he put his hand back, and Mo Shangyun looked up at him, "Start training tomorrow, isn't it a problem?"

"No."

Logically speaking, the fake is put on the seventh day of the lunar month. In Mo Shangyun's previous training plan, the training intensity in the past few days has also been reduced, but with the current state of Erlian, the holiday has been reduced by half, so they should have no objection.

"Okay." Mo Shangyun nodded.

After pausing, Lang Yan pondered for a moment and said, "The instructor asked, let him come to me."

Mo Shangyun looked at him with a smile. The company commander was getting more and more advanced.

"And that's it," Lang Yan coughed lightly, "I met Company Commander Chen on the way. This is the New Year, and somehow, he doesn't seem very happy..."

Touching his nose, Mo Shangyun took back the smile on her face, turned around and left, "If there is nothing to do, I'll leave first."

"Hey hey," Lang Yan called her with a funny look, "When you go next time, tell me in advance and let me be mentally prepared."

"OK."

Mo Shangyun agreed as if she was dealing with it and waved her hand at him.

Watching her leave, Lang Yan shrugged.

I wanted to tell her about her emotions, but now it seems... I'm afraid there is no need for this.

Let her.

With such a dedicated deputy company commander, God knows how much work pressure has been relieved of him.

*

Mo Shangyun returned to the cafeteria ten minutes in advance.

In the open space at the door, the Second Company was standing there honestly, uniformly.

When I saw her, my expressions were all ready to move.
To be continued...