Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

seven in the morning. ︾︾︾Fiction

The trucks of each company stopped at their respective starting points.

Get off one after another.

Mo Shangjun counted the number of the next two companies, let Zhang Zheng and Li Liang lead the team first, Lin Qi was in the middle of the team, but he was behind the team so that he could take care of it.

During the day is a pure field march.

The so-called march refers to the organized movement of the army into a column along a designated route, and is the basic method of army mobility. According to the strength of the march, there are points of regular march and forced march. Force the march by speeding up the march and extending the time of the march. The regular march, the regular march, the walking day trip is 25 to 35 kilometers, and the speed is 4 to 5 kilometers per hour.

According to the route on the map, they certainly belong to the regular march, with a daily trip of 3 kilometers, which is within their tolerable range.

Mo Shangyun followed at the end, and within five minutes, he saw a large force rushing to her side.

"Mo Fulian, listen to a row saying that you always want to solve the three links tonight?"

"Do you always have a good way?"

"Can we reveal in advance?"

"Fu Lian, you've known about feelings for a long time, and we still try to hide it."

...

In a little while, more and more people stayed around.

Mo Shangyun swept them in a whizzing way.

"Meeting in the evening." Mo Shangyun spoke slowly, but there were some threats in his words, "However, if the first and third companies arrive at the camp before us..."

"..."

The words were not finished, but everyone who understood the implication shivered.

This deputy company really makes them love and hate, and they are very tangled in their hearts.

After all, I was afraid of Mo Shangyun, even if their inner curiosity burst out, they dared not say a word at this moment and honestly returned to the original team to speed up the march.

Mo Shangyun, whose ears were clean, deliberately fell behind, keeping a certain distance from them.

...

With Mo Shangjun's promise, the two company soldiers who trusted Mo Shangjun unconditionally showed unimaginable passion along the way.

With great effort, the speed has grown a lot.

By one o'clock in the afternoon, they walked out two-thirds of the way.

Mo Shangyun continued his conversation, and adjusted his rest on the nearby open space, and settled his lunch.

Her original plan was to give them a good rest. Anyway, with plenty of time, she could make some hot food to fill her stomach and warm her stomach, but, soon, the three platoon leaders approached her.

"Mo Fulian, they unanimously said that they just need to eat some dry food, and wait until they arrive at the campsite before eating a good meal." Zhang Zheng gave a serious feedback to the masses.

"Oh?" Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Everyone is quite conscious."

"necessary!"

Li Liang's words took the speech forcefully.

"After an hour, continue to go." Mo Shangyun said lightly.

During this hour, whether they eat some dry food to sleep or have the energy to make some hot food, she does not mix it.

"Report!" Li Liang shouted anxiously.

"Say."

Li Liang said in a word: "They collectively said that they only need to rest for half an hour."

Okay!

They used to take the whip behind them, they didn't necessarily go, they were still full of complaints, and now they let them rest. They still rushed forward as if they were hit by chicken blood?

Everyone has inertia. Don't take ample rest time. Instead, they act so actively on the march. They must be eager to plan for the evening.

Thinking about this, Mo Shangjun's mouth twitched slightly, "Listen to them, or listen to me?"

"Report! Although I listen to you, but you are so reasonable, you will certainly respect the opinions of the masses!" Li Liangyi said rightly.

Mo Shangyun glanced at him leisurely, like a smile, with a chill in his eyes.

Li Liang was staring at her, and the smile on her face was stiff.

At this time, Zhang Zhengyi stood up righteously and attracted firepower with the spirit of sacrifice, "Of course, if you insist on thinking for them, we will help you do ideological work for them!"

With a frown, Mo Shangyun didn't care about them and said directly, "Forty-five minutes."

The three platoon leaders exchanged glances and finally nodded together, agreeing very seriously.

Seeing them was annoying, and Mo Shangyun waved them away.

The three of them retreated into the crowd consciously.

Avoiding them, Mo Shangjun found a small open space, sat on the floor, and took out the compressed biscuits and kettle.

However, just after eating two bites of biscuits, someone who didn't know what to do was brought over.

Xiang Yongming.

"Mo Fulian," Xiang Yongming took a cookie and a kettle and sat down beside Mo Shangjun. "Can you reveal the plan for the night?"

Ignoring him, Mo Shangjun picked up the kettle on the ground, unscrewed the lid, and raised his head to drink.

Xiang Yongming watched her move in one go, thinking that this pair even felt strange. No matter what he did, he raised his hands and throws in the room with a little heroic momentum.

"What about the bag?"

After drinking the water, twist the pot lid and Mo Shangjun asked casually.

"..." Inquiringly, Xiang Yongming's heart missed a beat, and he looked a little flustered, "Well, Mo Fulian, if I can't say anything, I'll go first."

The eyes narrowed slightly, the ink on the head was turned too far, and repeated again, "What about the bag?"

Her eyes are still like water, no waves, she seems to have no emotions, she just asks casually, but when she is staring at her, she feels that there is an invisible pressure on the face, which makes people have a kind of "whatever is wrong, there will be a disaster of extinction." Illusion.

Xiang Yongming licked his lips, regretting it.

This...is tantamount to death.

"Bag, leave it there." Xiang Yongming replied half-truly.

"Originally, this kind of little thing, you love what I want, and I just didn't see it," Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly and continued wandering, "but now, you come to the door, I You can’t justify it if you don’t investigate it.”

Just like a look that you know completely.

Xiang Yongming was horrified.

He was in the second row, in the middle of the field, Mo Shangyun followed behind the team, how do you know this?

As everyone knows, from the perspective of ink painting, the movements of the entire column are totally in sight.

Especially, Xiang Yongming had no backpack and put it in the team, so he mixed a soybean with a conspicuous look like rice. Especially he was also followed by a malformed soybean. Mo Shangyun was not blind, how could he not see?

"I admit my mistake."

Xiang Yongming's special knowledge acknowledged the mistakes in a timely manner, and he dared not play the game with Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun didn't seem to understand, "What's wrong?"

"I dare not bet with my comrades, nor should I make a bet, whoever loses will help the backpack."

Mo Shangyun smiled on the lips and asked leisurely: "Look at what you mean, this is that you accidentally won. If you lose, his bag will be yours?"

"Betting..." Xiang Yongming smirked, as a default.

The bet is a bet, but he is 90% sure that he wins, which is to make an excuse for a silly big man to help the backpack. When stipulating the conditions, it is all your wishes, he is not a pitman?

"Sometimes it's a little clever and feasible. However, it's clever enough to use the right path." Mo Shangjun held a branch in his hand and opened the rotten dead wood in front of him, but twice, suddenly a wriggling larva appeared in it. But she didn't seem to be aware of it, and continued, "You are a soldier, you must deal with the enemy's tricks, it is the right way to deal with your comrades..."

Xiang Yongming looked at the larva, feeling creepy and cold on his back.

At this time, Leng Buding heard Mo Shangyun's voice mixed with coldness, "What is the skill?"

"I……"

After returning to God, Xiang Yongming subconsciously wanted to refute, but could not find a reason to come.

Are you kidding me?

Definitely can't get past the barrier of Mo Shangyun.

Make a guarantee that you will not be next time?

Too routine, Mo Shangyun will not believe.

"Two choices," Mo Shangyun dropped the branch in his hand and pointed to the larva in the dead wood. "One, give it to eat, so that you can remember it deeply, and you won't make similar mistakes in the future."

"..." Xiang Yongming refrained from vomiting, patted his chest, and immediately said, "I choose two! Two!"

Although he knows that he lives in the wild and eats everything from insects and leaves, but knowing Gui knows, let him go through it, and he will definitely not be able to pass this hurdle in one and a half.

He counseled.

"Second, embody the friendship of the war, help him with a backpack this afternoon." Speaking of this, Mo Shangyun paused and raised his eyebrows to look at him, "Is there a problem?"

"No! I will go immediately!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Yongming grabbed the biscuits and the kettle and fled.

Mo Shangyun watched him run away silently.

It really is... can't stand it.

Looking back, she stared at the larvae twice, and she picked up the branch again and covered it with the dead branches and leaves.

*

I rested for 45 minutes.

Erlian couldn't wait to hit the road.

Somehow, the thing about Xiang Yongming’s “ideological education” and “threat threats” by Mo Shangjun was spread out. The following 1 km, everyone behaved incomparably. They didn’t even dare to say a word, afraid. One accidentally, Mo Shangyun carried a larva to feed them.

Mo Shangyun also had to be free, and they imagined themselves as abnormal.

In the afternoon, at half past four.

Two small universes broke out and the first rushed to the campsite.

The camps of the other two companies were about two kilometers away from them. Among them, the third company was closest to them. Mo Shangyun estimated the next distance based on the map, which should be less than two kilometers.

Mo Shangyun arrived last.

As soon as I approached, I saw Erlian's diligent and eager gaze, and I almost greeted her with some warmth in her eyes.

Quite helpless, Mo Shangyun issued a password, "Go to camp first and have a meeting at half past five."

"Yes!"

At the moment, everyone stood upright and shouted excitedly.

When they saw them spread out, they went to camp with careless movements, Mo Shangyun touched his nose, and gave the backpack to a person nearby, carrying a gun and holding a map, and wandering around the campsite.

Research on the map thousands of times, and do not investigate it faithfully.

Since she had to make an attack plan, she had to go around and look at the terrain, and the plan had to be adjusted according to the terrain at any time, otherwise it could leak at any time.

Ancheng is located in the Guanzhong Basin in the middle of the river basin of the hinterland of the Chinese mainland. To the south is the Dragon Vessel of the Ming Dynasty of China, Nanshan, which is the mountain range they chose for this operation.

Nanshan is 2 meters to 3 meters above sea level, and there are many horizontal valleys between the mountains.

They only acted at the edge of the mountain range, without preparation to cross the mountain range, but the terrain of the selected area is intricate, the land has not been reclaimed, and there are no traces of human beings. The more you go inside, the more you can see the natural jungle landscape and walk It is also more difficult.

However, it is a good shelter.

It is suitable for ambushes and attacks.

can--

Not long after, Mo Shangyun found something strange.

Under a slope, obvious traces of bonfires were found, and the grass was buried, and the branches were turned over, and you could see unburned firewood and charcoal, as well as traces of snake skin and bones.

Mo Shangyun made a slight estimate.

Less than half a day, it is estimated that it was left here at noon, and was in a hurry.

She did a little analysis.

——The reconnaissance battalion arrived here at night. Obviously the time is not right. This is not left by the scouts.

——Yan Tianxing will let people come to clear the site in advance, and the whole operation process is supervised, but they prepare their own dry food, they should try to reduce the sense of presence, and it is impossible to roast food on a campfire.

——Looking at the traces around, the people here are in a hurry when walking, and they should have encountered an emergency.

To sum up, if there is a group of people with unknown identities who lit a bonfire here at noon, but they met the people who came to clear the field halfway, they rushed out the bonfire and left quickly, then the explanation is more reasonable.

But who is it?

There is an ominous premonition in Mo Shangyun, and he got up from the bonfire traces and looked at the traces left around.

It has not rained recently, the footprints are not obvious, and anti-reconnaissance methods have also been used to hide the traces, but the methods are not very clear, and Mo Shangyun still got some news.

——Two people, professional, fast, leaving the route to the northwest.

Possibly, the enemy.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

The bottle is very poor in geography. It depends on Baidu and it was picked up casually.