Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Under night, the teams and queues were in order.

The three previously loaded trucks all had their front lights turned on, and the frontmost car turned on the high beam lights, which made it clear from the lineup to the camp.

Mu Zilin stood in front of the line, raised her hand in the direction of the camp, then raised her voice and asked, "Have you seen the red rope in front of the camp?"

"See it!"

The students answered in unison.

"After staying in the car for a day, I was drowsy, and I was afraid that my mind was not awake," Mu Zilin said. "The instructor understands you, and now gives you a chance to either climb up from here or deduct five points, we Send you up."

as predicted.

Everyone has been surprised by this strange arrangement.

Although it was expected that no one would give up, Mu Zilin followed the procedure and said, "Take the class as a unit and give you ten seconds to consider time."

In this ten-second waiting time, the male students next door all make a collective decision.

——All climb up!

Perhaps it is the female students who take special care of certain special circumstances, so the male students need to climb an additional 100 meters, temporarily still some distance away from them.

The female students looked at the gravel and weeds all over the ground and imagined the pain marks left on them by the stones, but they didn't say anything.

Forbearance is over.

After all, five points...

And it will affect the whole class.

So, ten seconds later, all the students said nothing.

"Okay, climb."

Mu Zilin stepped back a few steps, then pointed at the front of the truck and split a line with his arm in the air, "Start here."

No one hesitated, no one stayed.

These months of training tell them that it is useless to spend time, and your timidity will only make the instructor more targeted at you, but will not relax you properly.

In the face of any challenge, they dare to take the lead.

However, the top rankings are still those.

Creeping forward, the road is very miserable, not the dirt surface, the knees and elbows will rub off a piece of skin under the rubbing of rubble, the presence of clothes and cloth will have no effect, and it will not relieve any pain.

But Mo Shangyun, You Nianyu, Northern Jiangsu, Ding Jing, and Bai Lizhao still kept ahead, and the gap between them became more obvious.

Mu Zilin leaned against the car and looked at Mo Shangyun and others in front with satisfaction.

To be honest, Mo Shangyun is the most surprising existence for supervising the training of female students these times.

Not to mention that all the skills are outstanding and far above the average level, and even the physical fitness can surpass the male students. No one dares to fight hard with Mo Shangyun.

Not to mention fighting training, even the instructors shunned Mo Shun away.

The shooting was her own growth, and the growth rate is amazing.

In addition, there is their theoretical knowledge.

On the third day of being an instructor, she learned that Yan Tianxing was helping Mo Shangjun to practice at night. Because she was curious why Mo Shangyun didn’t need to learn theoretical knowledge, she knew that Mo Shangjun had already completed all the courses of Professor Huo Ge. Huo Ge helped her with the self-study application report.

Piece by piece, piece by piece, just picking out one thing at a time can shock people for a long time.

As a result, it all happened to her alone.

Later, it was heard that Peng Yuqiu and his colleagues called Mo Shangjun "Bug". Up to now, Mu Zilin has gradually accepted Mo Shangyun's nickname.

In the end, Mo Shangjun's group arrived at the end of the red rope without question.

The second batch is Yanjin's male students.

Next is the combination of men and women such as Bai Lizhao and Yan Gui.

Below, most of them are male students, and female students gradually fall behind.

This is a normal rule.

Mo Shangjun and others who arrived first, after sitting on the ground and breathing, began to look at their new camp with their eyes.

The camp is completely established in the old forest of the deep mountain, to ensure that no local residents can be seen except them, but this camp should not be the first to be built.

There are no buildings in the camp, military tents are used, and movable and fixed lights are used for lighting.

However, outside the tent, there was a circle of fences, with wood standing upright and iron wires running horizontally.

The two off-road vehicles stopped in front, blocking a lot of sight, but vaguely, Mo Shangyun still vaguely saw some training equipment, such as trenches, logs, rubber boats, etc...

Some are new, and some estimates are left over from previous sessions.

Mo Shangyun probably had a number in his heart.

If there is a camp, the next "one month" does not seem to be an accident.

"You don't look at your little lover?"

Energetic Ding Jing sat next to Mo Shangjun and said teasingly to Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangyun withdrew his eyes and looked at Ding Jing strangely.

"Look what do I do?" Ding Jing was inexplicably looking at Liang Zhiqiong who had just crawled back in front. "Your little lover is in front."

"Nothing, just look at my brazen little four." Mo Shangyun said with a smile.

Raising an eyebrow, Ding Jing stared at her suspiciously, "You said me?"

"if not?"

Mo Shangyun chuckled and asked her back.

Ding Jing sneered and raised his hands to move his muscles, threatening: "I am very energetic now, and I have no problem with you for a hundred rounds."

"is it?"

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, then reached out and pinched Ding Jing's left elbow.

As he climbed up, Ding Jing's elbow hit the stone many times, and it was estimated that the injury was not so light. Ink Jun was all in his eyes.

"Lying trough, you play tricks!"

Ding Jing's teeth hurt and he grinned.

A slight touch of this injury will not aggravate the injury, but it will hurt so much that Mo Shangyun will let go of her hand only after she has suffered enough.

Not only the punishment for Ding Jing’s mouth, but also the revenge for Ding Jing who slept on her shoulder all day.

The ghost knows how stiff her shoulders are now.

If it were not difficult for her arm to move, she would not reach Ding Jing's group with them.

At the very least... I have to throw a 10m8m.

After punishing Ding Jing, Mo Shangyun went to see Liang Zhiqiong.

Liang Zhiqiong's fine skin and tender meat, any creeping forward will make her suffer a lot of crimes, not to mention this, lying on the ground as soon as it reaches the end, a posture of unrequited love.

Mo Shangyun gave him a few glances, and he couldn't do much to help Liang Zhiqiong's visual pressure.

After Ding Jing returned to normal from the exhausting state, he talked with Mo Shangjun about Liang Zhiqiong's willpower. Rarely, he also praised Liang Zhiqiong.

Mo Shangjun held a grass in his mouth, and Diao Erlang listened locally, thinking of Liang Zhiqiong's arrogant and arrogant appearance a year ago, and couldn't stop thinking about music.

Therefore, simple people and unexperienced people have the most arrogant confidence. They believe that everything can be done easily, so they are fearless in the face of any challenges.

If Liang Zhiqiong is now trained to train Liang Zhiqiong who took part in the March assessment last year, it is estimated that he will be mad at himself.

After the last student climbed back, Mu Zilin and Wen Zhixin, who arrived soon after, gave them a three-minute break.

In these three minutes, all the cars parked behind drove to the vicinity of the campsite, and it sounded quite tidy.

At the same time, the instructors who had previously driven off-road vehicles turned around somehow, and five instructors turned up with iron buckets, and they soon lined up neatly in front of the first two off-road vehicles. .

When Mo Shangyun saw seven barrels, he immediately had an ominous hunch.

They are exactly fourteen classes, these seven barrels... don't seem to have a deep meaning.

It's not just a guts training.

Mo Shangyun thought so.

At that moment, the remote lights of the two off-road vehicles were turned on by someone who didn't know who turned them on. The dazzling light pierced them and closed their eyes, while the instructors with their backs on the light blew their whistle with ease.

"One class as a unit, gather!"

Wen Zhixin's voice echoed through the audience again.

Wen Zhixin was very young, and his voice still carried the tenderness of the youth. He did not have a deterrent effect, but because of this posture and the deterrence of a row of instructors, they had to gather quickly in tears.

Soon, Wen Zhixin and Mu Zilin also stood in front of the two barrels.

This picture is really strange.

Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing found the third team and stood in the middle of the line.

After standing for a few seconds, I heard the gentle voice of the previous step, "One to seven shifts, come to the barrel in order."

Each class is led by the monitor.

Standing at the first squad leader, as soon as he stood in front of the barrel, he saw what was inside.

Immediately, in the case of unknown members in the rear, they heard the sounds of several squad leaders uniformly sucking air.

The squad leader of the fifth class was directly scared and pale, and retreated abruptly. If it was not supported by the trainee, it would have fallen down.