Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"I just need to survive."

The decisive voice fell into the ears of Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangyun paused, and the inquiry turned into fun and temptation, his eyes staring straight at the opposite Yan Tianxing.

The eyebrows were raised slightly, although there was a little laziness between the eyebrows, but the eyes were very serious, and the deep eyes became more and more impenetrable.

It can be seen that Yan Tianxing did not mean to pervert her.

For a moment, Mo Shangjun slightly raised his lips, "Congratulations, I have persuaded me in some way."

Yan Tianxing smiled and asked without a surprise: "So, which side did not convince you?"

"Not everyone can enter the special forces." Mo Shangjun shrugged. "Not everyone can be a soldier for a lifetime."

She can accept any point of view as long as it is reasonable.

If in the initial discussion, Mo Shangyun was limited to only two options, but Yan Tianxing replied, as a matter of course, the scope was expanded.

Yes, he can only need soldiers who can survive.

Because he is in that position, he also has the opportunity to have actual combat missions in special forces. He will use his environment to measure the talent he needs.

Combat skills or commanding abilities are just a threshold. Regardless of the talents of the soldiers he brings, he will not care, because he only needs to "return alive".

Of course, this is a standard that depends on Yan Tianxing's identity and environment.

But Mo Shangyun had not been in contact with his environment. She was in the reconnaissance battalion, and she was slightly more powerful than ordinary soldiers. They were very ordinary. There were only a few of the hundreds of companies in a company. In order to have the opportunity to enter the special forces, or even just that opportunity.

Therefore, Mo Shangyun's consideration must be different from that of Yan Tianxing.

The soldiers she contacts are very young, some are three or four years younger than her, most of the concepts are immature, and the barracks are just a life course for most of them, and some will end in only two years.

Therefore, she hopes that those who are in the army will not only learn military skills, but not enjoy a two-year passionate military career, but also learn some ways to think about problems and realize what they want, they should be Those who set their own goals and move forward, rather than others give them a goal, force them to rush forward toward that goal.

After all, after leaving the army, no one will set goals for them, their lives must be planned by themselves, and their lives and careers must be their own responsibility.

"You don't need to be responsible for their future." Yan Tianxing understood what she meant. There was no partial denial in the calm tone, only a little reminder.

Mo Shangyun said frankly: "I am not responsible for anyone's future."

She only does what she can do under the premise that she can, but does not set herself an absolute goal to accomplish.

After all, how one chooses his own future is their own business.

However, if they can let them think about problems, determine goals, and understand what they want, Mo Shangyun is still very happy to help them.

Yan Tianxing tickled his lips, "Please have dinner."

"Row."

Mo Shangyun responded briskly.

The topic ended naturally.

Because they are in different environments, they all have their own ideas. This idea cannot be unified in a short period of time, so they can only express their views and understand each other’s views, but this does not change their behavior. And ideas.

Therefore, it is limited to the point of discussion and there is no need to get the final result.

After wasting so much time with Yan Tianxing about these problems, Mo Shangyun was really hungry. When he followed Yan Tianxing to open a small stove in the cafeteria, he blackmailed Yan Tianxing in a polite manner.

Three meat and two vegetarian soups.

Of course, only one meat and one meal, Mo Shangyun had already finished the meal.

"So polite?"

When serving the soup just prepared by the squad leader of the cooking class, Yan Tianxing saw the empty bowl that Mo Shangyun had just put down, and his mouth could not stop smoking.

"Good feed."

Mo Shangjun responded casually, intending to get up and leave.

However, Yan Tianxing lifted his hand and pressed Mo Shangyun's shoulder, preventing her from getting up.

At the same time, the other hand took the soup bowl and put the soup on the table.

"Is there anything else?"

Mo Shangyun sat back and asked Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing twitched her training cap, and then pushed that big bowl of soup to Mo Shangjun, "Drink the soup."

When he saw the at least one liter of soup, Mo Shangyun's eyebrows twitched, and he was too lazy to take care of Yan Tianxing's misrepresentation of her hat.

"Who ordered?"

Yan Tianxing put her hand on her head in amusement and rubbed it.

Mo Shangyun reached out and opened his hand, then narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Yan Tianxing for a moment.

Halfway through, she pointed to the seat on her right and "sit."

Yan Tian Xing Wei Leng, then sat down.

At this moment, Mo Shangyun slowly picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of soup, and took a sip.

Then, put the spoon down.

She leaned her head and said to Yan Tianxing seriously: "Drink."

Yan Tian Xing Zi looked at her carefully, making sure that the shameless shameless even had no sense of guilt, and looked down at the soup he made by himself.

In the end, Yan Tian Xing spit out three words, "Hurry up."

"Goodbye."

Mo Shangjun raised his lips and raised his hands with both hands, putting the rain cap connected to the raincoat on his head.

Knocking on her calm appearance, even the movement of getting up has no intention of nostalgia, Yan Tianxing's expression became more and more gloomy.

"correct--"

After taking two steps, Mo Shangyun paused and turned to look at Yan Tianxing. He lifted his left hand to straighten the brim. "The craftsmanship is backward, and the soup is too salty."

Yan Tianxing: "..."

*

In the afternoon, one o'clock was five minutes away.

Zhong Tianhao arrived at the training ground early.

However, to greet him—

But he was quite surprised.

All the female trainees, all standing neatly, all four assistants, plus Mo Shangyun and Ji Ruonan, have arrived in front of the team in advance.

This group of people stood upright in the pattering rainwater, and they never wavered when the gusty wind hit.

Seeing this posture, Zhong Tianhao looked down at his watch, and after confirming that the time had not yet reached the gathering time, he was not only half happy, but rather worried.

In the morning and the morning, neither Mo Shangyun nor Ji Ruonan intervened in his training very much-this situation was originally wrong. After all, the two of them had conflicts with him yesterday.

It stands to reason that he should have a big trouble with him.

In this regard, he also made preparations in advance, and prepared to meet Mo Shangyun and Ji Ruonan's counterattack.

It seems that the counterattack is coming.

Gently twisting his eyebrow, Zhong Tianhao walked past with a sullen face.

He wanted to see what tricks the two women could play.

Zhong Tianhao approached, and when they were about five meters away from Ji Ruonan and Mo Shangyun, the two seemed to find him close, and both turned back tacitly.

"Instructor Zhong, I will take away the people in Group B first."

Pause for a few seconds, and wait for Zhong Tianhao to get closer, and Mo Shangjun spoke straightforwardly.

When Leng Buding heard Mo Shangyun's words, Zhong Tianhao didn't come back for a while, and looked at Mo Shangyun with a slight consternation, and asked, "Where to take it?"

"Instructor Yan didn't tell you," Mo Shangyun seemed to sigh with surprise, spared no effort to push Yan Tianxing to the fire pit, and then slowly explained, "The training plan in the afternoon has changed, and the students in Group B have special training."

"What special training?" Zhong Tianhao frowned tightly, his tone aggravated, "I don't know anything!"

Temporary modification of training plan?

At noon, there was no notice in place?

This chief instructor is also unreliable!

"Instructor Yan should have a detailed explanation."

Mo Shangyun played Tai Chi and continued to throw the black pot to Yan Tianxing.

Zhong Tianhao paused and said toughly: "I need to know the detailed training of Group B--"

"Beep-beep-beep -"

Before Zhong Tianhao's words were finished, he was interrupted by the continuous whistle of Mo Shangyun.

The sound was deafening, and Zhong Tianhao was shocked by the sound. After a while, it was considered to be reluctant to recover.

However, at this time, Mo Shangyun had already carried the whistle to the front of the team, and began to issue passwords to allow group B students to gather quickly.

Oh shit!

Pretend to be deaf and ignore his words!

Unable to stop his annoyance, Zhong Tianhao moved slightly and wanted to get around. He discussed it with Mo Shangjun face to face. However, just after taking a step, there was an extra person in front of him, blocking his way.

"Instructor Zhong, the afternoon training of Group A has also been adjusted. If you want, you can join me." Ji Ruonan looked at Zhong Tianhao with a smile, "Instructor Mo, she can solve it by herself. , So you don’t bother."