Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Mo Shangjun twisted his clothes.

She remembers the location of everyone.

In order to stay away from the humid ground, Ding Jing specially selected a tree and covered it with a plastic film to barely resist the intrusion of rain.

From the perspective of Mo Shangyun's oblique upward, her position is very obvious.

The three students of the X special team were all sitting under three trees in a triangular combination, so they were clear at a glance.

The only thing left is Fu Zhe on her right.

With a sigh, Mo Shangyun stood up from the ground.

The sleeves, hem and trousers are dripping down, and the state is like the fish was dripping out of the water. The ground is soft and the feet are covered with mud under the rain.

Mo Shangjun, who had just woken up, felt strenuous even taking one more step.

However, this kind of terrain can also allow Mo Shangyun to successfully distinguish Fu Zhe's footprints. She quickly found the direction of Fu Zhe's departure in a short period of time and took out a waterproof flashlight after a certain distance, but after hesitating for a while, always Not open.

The remaining batteries are running out, so save it.

On the tree.

Ding Jing, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, lifted his eyelids sharply.

She leaned her head down, and in the dark jungle, the figure of Yun Yun was faintly visible.

Tugging at the corner of his mouth, Ding Jing turned his gaze back.

*

After a long walk on the muddy ground, Mo Shangyun saw Fu Zhe in a place with a wider view.

Here is a **** with less vegetation, and there is not much vegetation thicker down, but further down is the vast abyss, directly in front of it is the product of nature’s imagination, because the night is too dark, the ink is not clear, but the front The vast expanse of space, the outline of the cliff that suddenly broke from the sky, and the mountains far away opposite, can be seen roughly.

There are also rivers between two high mountain cliffs.

It feels close, but it is far away, listening to the sound of the torrent, as if coming from a distance.

Fu Zhe was sitting on the slope, looking up at the mountains opposite, the turbulent river in the middle, and perhaps the dark but endless night.

In this terrain, there is no task on the body, Mo Shangyun has not taken light steps, nor made any cover.

As soon as she approached, Fu Zhe heard the sound of tossing leaves and the sound of moving from the muddy ground.

I don't know who it is. Fu Zhe turned around subconsciously and grabbed the nearest stone with his left hand to prepare for defense.

At the next moment, he heard Mo Shangyun's cold and clear voice, "What are you doing here?"

Fu Zhe was stunned.

Unexpectedly, he hadn't regained his spirit for a while, and it was half loud, until Mo Shangyun slowly opened the branch and walked all the way to the field of vision.

"You..." Fu Zhe exclaimed in surprise, "How did you find here?"

"Get out for a walk."

Mo Shangyun said lazily.

Her figure was flexible, she slipped down in a blink of an eye, and stopped beside Fu Zhe.

She squinted Fu Zhe, she pulled up the sleeve of her coat, and then sat down beside Fu Zhe at will.

At a distance of only twenty centimeters from her, Fu Zhe suddenly felt a little nervous, and an uneasy one was unsure of where to put it.

Mo Shangyun said: "The next time you come out to relax, you must tell the team leader in advance."

"Sorry."

Fu Zhe apologized very ashamed.

He was just pretending to have something in his heart, so he couldn't sleep at night, so he ran away casually. Later, when he found this place to go back, he could not walk for a while when he saw the river that blocked their way.

However, he was in a group and forgot to report to the team leader and left. It was indeed that he did something wrong.

"How is your hand?" Mo Shangyun asked.

After hesitating, Fu Zhe moved his hand down slightly and said, "It's much better."

His eyes moved slightly, and Mo Shangyun turned his head to look at him, and suddenly asked, "How long have we known each other?"

"Ah?" Fu Zhe nodded at a loss, "Well."

"How many times have you been assigned to a group?"

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun smiled for a while, and then asked, "Do you think I can be fooled by you?"

"...Ah, sorry."

Fu Zhe, whose heart was pierced, said in a hurry. As soon as he lowered his head, his cheeks could not stop being hot.

He could only thank that it was night, and Mo Shangyun could not see his expression and face.

There is an indescribable embarrassment.

Mo Shangyun guessed his thoughts early, but he still lingered on—this consciousness embarrassed Fu Zhe.

He always felt that he was inconspicuous in the team.

No matter which team it is, it is.

Even in the training in May, he was "supported" by the trainees because he could cook, and he became a "highly sought-after". He didn't think how important he was.

Students of gS9 have long learned to care about the most neglected comrades around them. Although many times they often ignore comrades who have a weak sense of existence, they will also find ways to make up after the incident.

They are all kind-hearted and soft-hearted people.

This is why he insisted until now when he wanted to give up long ago.

However, even if he was inconspicuous, even if he was incapable, he did not want to let himself stumble-this is not the reason why he can calm down.

He was cautious every time he changed the dressing, in order to prevent them from discovering and worrying, but unexpectedly, the injury still failed to hide his eyes.

Mo Shangyun said: "Show me your hand."

Fu Zhe froze for a moment, a little hesitated.

Mo Shangyun leaned his head and looked at him fixedly.

She couldn't see her eyes in the dark, but she could feel the power in her eyes, staring at herself with pressure that was not objectionable.

She did not urge him, nor persuaded, but just looked at him like that.

The ghost made a difference. Fu Zhe stretched out his right hand like a dumpling, and slowly handed it to Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangjun picked up the flashlight that he had been holding and turned on the flashlight. In the sudden light, the situation of the right hand was clear at a glance. The bandages were wrapped around in a circle, but all were soaked. Because of the brave backpack, the middle of the pack was inevitable. Something went, so the bandage was also dirty and full of mud.

After glancing at Fu Zhe, Mo Shangjun loosened his bandage, and then wound it out in a circle. By the last few layers, the traces of wet bandage with pus were very obvious.

Until the last lap was released, the wound on the back of the hand suddenly came into view.

The snake bite happened to be in the middle of the back of the hand. At the moment, half of the back of the hand was swollen. The wound was spread by purulence. There was another circle of white. The middle part was flesh and blood. It has not healed so far. It looks terrible.

"The wound is infected," Mo Shangjun said with a frown, and then asked, "Is there a fever now?"

Fu Zhedao: "Not yet."

Returning the bandage to him, Mo Shangyun said, "You need to be treated."

"……Ok."

Fu Zhe responded softly and bowed his hands to bandage his hands.

Mo Shangyun turned off the flashlight, her vision suddenly dimmed, and she looked up in front of her, "Do you want to quit?"

With a little hesitation, Fu Zhe said, "I'm thinking."

Mo Shangyun didn't speak.

Fu Zhe said: "I heard that when Ding Jing went to explore the road today, he found a place where he could cross the river, which was a bit risky."

"Ok."

"They were talking at the time. If there were no wounded in our team, we could actually take this risk. Then we can save most of the time without having to walk so hard."

"..."

"But I thought at the time, you shouldn't agree." Fu Zhe wrapped the bandage, looked over at Mo Shangyun, and continued, "You will consider a more secure method."

Mo Shangyun chuckled, and said with some playfulness: "Is it?"

Fu Zhe also smiled, "We all said privately that you look the worst, but in fact the best."

"Oh?"

"It's a bit of a thing for you to do things... well, a little crazy." Fu Zhe said, "but when teaming up, we will always take care of us."

Mo Shangyun paused, her vast natural landscape and night reflected in her vision, but in such a dark night, there was still a faint light in her eyes.

"Instructor Mo... I'm sorry, I think I can call you that. Maybe it's because you are a sergeant, you have taken a soldier before, and you have been an instructor. Together, but with the instructor." Fu Zhe said here, a little embarrassed, but after a pause, he added the courage to add, "It's quite safe."

"Thank you."

Mo Shangyun said softly.

Fu Zhe lowered his head and suddenly wiped his eyes with his sleeve. He said, "I don't want to hold back."

"I know."

"The signal flare has been on my body. I just thought that there are two hours before departure, and I can pull it away at any time during this time."

"Ok."

Fu Zhe said guiltily: "But I don't want to leave, I just don't want to leave like this. Sorry, I still want to stay and stay at gS9."

He has been timid.

If he didn't want to drag his feet, he would be relieved, so Mo Shangjun could take risks; but he thought of it like this, accepting Mo Shangjun's care, struggling to stay, and trying to stay.

Guilty, timid, and extremely contradictory.

While sitting here, he pulled out the flare countless times and wanted to launch, ending his journey of this special force.

However, every time he started, the selfishness of the movement made him stop again.

He told himself that there was no need to do this. Since Mo Shangyun had decided, he pretended not to know what, which shortcut, not to know that he was cumbersome... pretending to go on knowing nothing.

This is a team, he should feel ashamed to drag down his comrades, but this is not an unforgivable sin.

So he comforted himself countless times.

A minute before Mo Shangyun came, he had just been defeated by that selfish mood, and put the signal flare back into his pocket without knowing shame.

His conversation with Mo Shangjun made him feel ashamed of the selfish and cowardly self. He had to confess to Mo Shangyun.

He spoke out these words, feeling nervous and anxious, suddenly jumped up and down, and suddenly jumped into his throat, and then sank to the lowest point of his heart, disturbing him.

——What would Mo Shangyun think?

He thought of many bad answers.

However, in just a few seconds of waiting, he heard Mo Shangjun agree: "This is a very nice place, it is worth your thoughts."

Not sarcasm or derogation, but approval.

Embarrassed to the extreme, Fu Zhe suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Shangyun inconceivably, as if he saw a dawn that shone to dispel the evil and darkness in his heart.

"It is normal to want to stay, this should not be a guilt for you." Mo Shangyun said, "You are a soldier, as a soldier, perseverance and courage to move forward are praiseworthy and affirmative qualities. . And, we go a little longer, and you are also going the same way. What is different from us is that one of you is injured and the other is sick, and you suffer more than us."

"But I--" I want to drag you down.

"As a collective, we can not leave a comrade-in-arms, it is our glory." He tilted his head, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, and continued, "You must not take shortcuts and feel guilty. Maybe you If you are not sick, we will indeed choose the dangerous shortcut, but if you are there, we will of course choose the safe way. In other words, there is no choice for this matter, but a matter of the most reasonable development, It goes without saying that there should be no pause in the middle, can you understand?"

Fu Zhe was a little embarrassed and seemed to understand.

"All in all, I mean, if we get to the point together, it will be the glory of all of us."

Mo Shangyun said: "Injuries and illnesses are inevitable. You have bad luck, but this will happen to any of us. If I drag on the team because of injury or illness, I will indeed feel guilty, but this is not On behalf of me, they can accept them to abandon me and abandon me. If anyone in this team thinks this way, then this team should not be a military team. You know, none of us will lose on the battlefield The next injured companion, as long as he still has a hint of survival."

"..."

Fu Zhe was a little surprised.

"I always feel that the assessment of special forces should not only consider the abilities of the students, but also the inner test, because we will deliver our lives to the remaining comrades in the future."

"Ok."

Fu Zhe suddenly felt sore nose.

"Speaking," Mo Shangyun smiled and continued, "If you are willing to stay and feel that you can still persist, we will try to help you overcome it and help you persist."

"Thank you." Fu Zheshu let out a breath, he fixedly looked at the figure on the side of the ink, and finally no longer nervous and panicked, but emphasized word by word, "I want to hold on again."

"it is good."

Mo Shangyun nodded.

At the next moment, she shook the flashlight and stood up from the ground, "Go back first, then rush over, and you can rest for a while."

She reached out to Fu Zhe.

"Ok."

Fu Zhe nodded hard, even his voice was louder than before.

Grasping Mo Shangyun's hand, Fu Zhe stood up from the ground.

But the obviously delicate and slender fingers let Fu Zhe stand at the moment when he stood still, and the ears were reddened.

Because Mo Shangjun's remarks were too shocking, he even forgot about Mo Shangjun's gender.

At that time, he felt that Mo Shangyun was the same as himself, and there was no difference--

Mo Shangyun said, we.

We are all soldiers.

The same identity.

Mo Shangyun didn't notice the anomaly, so he lifted his legs and walked up the slope, and the rather guilty Fu Zhe was right behind her.

However, without two steps, they heard the abrupt sound in the jungle, as if something exploded in the air.

Piercing, distinct and loud.

That was the sound of a signal flare.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

I have said that there are four thousand words to guarantee the floor. Recently, two chapters have been merged into one chapter. The update amount is no different from the usual one.

good night.