Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

The wind is sharp, and it is scraped like a blade, the rain is cold, and it is cold when it penetrates the bone marrow.

When falling, Mo Shangyun heard the call of the goshawk, long and far-reaching.

Many figures appeared in the field of vision.

After a rapid descent, the parachute was opened and the speed of landing slowed down.

Countless operations and exercises have allowed them to understand all the movements, and they have operated the parachute to the planned area in advance.

On a relatively wide ground, it fell steadily.

Mo Shangyun started to confirm the landing of each team member non-stop.

Even though it was only a short time on the helicopter, all the lists were very familiar, and the responses one by one did not let Mo Shangjun relax his vigilance until Mo Shangyun’s tightly-locked eyebrows were not read until the last name was read. Unfold slowly.

After Yu Yitong, Ding Jing and Yan Gui landed on the ground, they consciously converged on Mo Jun.

However, no one intervened in the operation of Mo Shangjun.

After watching Mo Shangjun confirm one by one, and then communicate with Bu Yirong again, Ding Jing said, "The pressure is really great."

"Relax, my Momo's ability to resist pressure." Yan Gui waved his hand, looking very confident.

"So believe her?"

Yu Yitong, who had never spoken before, could not help but glance at Yan Gui.

"it is necessary!"

Yan Gui nodded firmly.

Ding Jing looked at Yangui teasingly, and then said to Yu Yitong: "Don't pay attention to him, the brain is a fan."

In response, Yu Yitong nodded and agreed.

Yan Gui was not very happy, but when they thought about it carefully, the two of them were right, and their mouths were silent.

They just don't know how powerful Mo Mo is in every aspect. Yan Guixiang.

...

The place where they landed was an open field. With limited vision and no sight of the post-earthquake scene, the team members' mentality was fairly peaceful.

They gradually converged, and then according to the group assigned on the helicopter, they automatically found their team members and waited for instructions at any time.

No one has had this kind of rescue experience, but the old team members have had similar experiences, so see the stitches and carry out popular science with the new team members.

Unexpectedly, Ding Jing mentioned that she also participated in an earthquake in Yuncheng a few years ago and had experience. Yu Yitong and Yan were stunned, which inevitably made her talk about some experience.

While the three were communicating, a figure came over.

Because the direction was too obvious, the three of them stopped talking and looked directly at the person before they were close.

It was Xiao Chuyun.

Ding Jing and Yan Gui stood side by side.

The relationship between Xiao Chuyun and Yu Yitong is very low-key, and the only informed ink Shangyun is also very tight-lipped.

But Xiao Chuyun couldn't bear to have Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng next to him. Peng Yuqiu and Xiao Chuyun were buddies. After learning of the situation, they didn't preach much, but Mu Cheng was a man with no hair. Listen After Deng Yuqiu said, he turned around and revealed the news.

It is said that Xiao Chuyun was also slaughtered by a team of people.

People who basically know them now know their relationship.

Ding Jing and Yan Gui glanced at each other, pretending to be the state of the air, but secretly pointed at the situation of the two of them with the corner of their eyes.

Soon, Xiao Chuyun stood in front of Yu Yitong, and the two stared at each other for a few seconds. Many words seemed to be needless to say, and they each understood.

It's nothing more than those words, those explanations, you can say it, you can't say it.

Xiao Chuyun said: "We are all in group, I'm leaving."

Yu Yitong said: "Well."

Simple and clear conversations are not like lovers, but like ordinary friends.

I didn't expect Xiao Chuyun to turn his head and shouted Yan Gui, "Second Return."

"Hey."

Yan Gui subconsciously responded.

Since becoming an official player, Mucheng began to call Yan Gui "Yan Guigui". Over time, the name "Two Gui" replaced "Yangui".

Yan Gui had also protested, but couldn't bear more and more people shouting, and then simply gave up the struggle.

The second one is the second one. After all, he ranks second at home.

Xiao Chuyun gave Yu Yitong a glance, his expression was solemn and his tone was low, "Help me take care of her."

As soon as his eyes rolled, Yan Gui nodded busy, "Good."

Yu Yitong, who was watching, frowned, "I'm not worse than him."

"You follow Mo Shangyun and love to be brave." Xiao Chuyun spoke sharply.

"..."

Yu Yitong made a mouthful, but was speechless.

Ding Jing nodded deeply at the side: who is not?

This Xiao Chuyun looked at a stuffy piece of wood, and didn't think it was quite eye-catching.

Xiao Chuyun reached out and grabbed Yu Yitong's hand and stuffed an object in her hand while holding it. He said, "Okay, pay attention to safety."

His hands are cold, her hands are soft.

Grabbed for a few seconds, and soon released.

Clenching the items in his hands, Yu Yitong didn't fight with him, but nodded, "Well, you too."

In the rain, Xiao Chuyun gave her a deep look, then turned and left.

Yu Yitong watched his figure walk into the darkness, so straight and firm, and never moved forward.

She looked down at her palm.

It is an amulet-like bag with a rectangular piece of wood inside. ——A week ago, Yu Yitong saw many small objects carved by Xiao Chuyun, so asked Xiao Chuyun if she could carve a temporary, ready-made one for her.

She didn't open it.

Wait until the mission is over.

Yu Yiqi raised his head in abrupt manner, slightly turned sideways, looking at Mo Shangyun who was not far away following a conversation with Rong Yirong.

For a moment, she seemed to understand Mo Shangyun's mood.

Tolerant, repressive, stubborn.

When things are there, you have to go forward. You can't step back or go backwards. Remembering the pain alone is the most unwise move.

They are soldiers, and everything should be task first.

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All that should be commanded, all that should be explained.

Mo Shangjun and Bu Yirong returned to their respective teams, and then summoned their teams to prepare for departure.

Race against minutes and seconds without delay.

"Go."

Mo Shangyun turned on the flashlight and said to the three people beside him.

"I go ahead."

Yangui actively walked forward.

However, just after two steps, he grabbed his back with one hand, and pulled him back half a step.

Yan Gui turned around and saw the expression on the ink that seemed to be non-smiling, so he began to laugh silly, and smiled brilliantly, with white teeth.

"Go behind."

With Mo Shangjun's lazy voice, as soon as her hand pushed back, Yan Gui was dragged back.

"Mo Mo..." Yan Gui counseled her, trying to save something.

"Ok?"

Mo Shangyun tilted his head and shook his cold eyes.

"Good pit."

Yan Gui did not dare to make an order and stood behind her obediently.

Noisy is noisy, but time is not delayed.

The four went along the route they divided.

Although the degree of difficulty of the specific route is unpredictable, after all, it is under natural disasters such as floods and earthquakes. You don’t know what the original road was obstructed, but among the first few routes drawn, Mo Shangyun chose The difficult one.

It’s the hardest thing to let the team go.

After twenty minutes of walking, they were completely separated from the rest of the team, and the muddy road ahead made their actions more difficult.

Gradually, they could see the tragic situation after the earthquake.

The ground splits, the mountains collapse, and the trees rise up. After such a mountainous area shakes, it brings an unimaginable and tragic picture.

The rain is still raining, and the sound of the rolling water seems to be close at hand.

In the first half hour, they didn't meet a person, but the natural scenery along the way made them feel awe in silence.

At the beginning, Yanhui returned to speak with a talkative mouth, trying to ease the dull atmosphere in the air, but gradually, even a person like him who was full of passion at any time lost his voice, dragging his head and walking quietly. Behind Mo Shangjun.

"There is a village in front."

Finally, Mo Shangyun, who was walking in the front, stopped.

The villages here are scattered and housing construction is not crowded together, which seriously affects their investigation.

After walking for so long, I finally saw a two-story red brick building, which showed an outline in this quiet night, and looked proud and upright, but when the lights hit, their hearts were shocked.

The seemingly erected building actually collapsed suddenly. There were obvious cracks in the nearby ground, and the entire building collapsed in the middle.

The building was quiet and silent.

They have not witnessed the shaking at the time of the earthquake, nor the moment of collapse of the building, all the movements have nothing to do with them, they only see what they can see in front of them-the collapsed house, quiet, nothing sound.

The sound of rain fell on my ears, as if suddenly increased.

"If you live, you should not be saved." This is what Ding Jing said after a moment of silence.

"Mo Mo."

Yan Gui bit his lip and suddenly called Mo Shangyun.

No one knew what he meant, but it seemed to know what he meant.

Thinking a little, Mo Shangyun quickly made a decision, "Go and see."

She glanced towards the back, and added: "I and Yangui went to see this building. Ding Jing, Yu Yitong, you go to see the others. There should be more villagers going in, summon the villagers, and appease the emotions. , Organize rescue, but one thing—"

Suddenly, Mo Shangyun's eyes blinked, feeling that rain had been blown into her eyes, and her voice was slightly lighter.

She said: "We are not participating in the rescue."

Rescue and other follow-up teams arrived, and they were responsible for the survey.

Their mission is more important than the rescue team.

This was the command that the brigade repeatedly emphasized before they left, and it was also the instruction that Mo Shangjun and the step to put on the helicopter, and repeatedly emphasized with the players.

Carrying such instructions, they are destined to encounter something.

"Yes."

"Ok."

Yu Yitong and Ding Jing echoed one after another.

Without much talk, the two groups of people were automatically separated.

Ding Jing and Yu Yitong continued to walk along the previous road, while Mo Shangyun and Yangui bypassed the rice fields and walked along the trail towards the two-story building that they saw earlier.

"anyone there--"

As soon as he approached, Yan Gui shouted in his throat.

He shouted several times around the building.

The only answer was silence.

After the shouts over and over were not answered, Yan Gui thought to himself: There should be no occupants here, and the host may have moved out long ago.

But his positive and optimistic ideas were on the verge of collapse in less than three seconds.

Mo Shangjun stood beside a wall and stood quietly until Yan Gui discovered it after he had circled most of the time.

"Mo Mo, why—"

Yan Gui walked over and said a word, but he was stunned before he had finished speaking.

They stood in the direction of the main entrance.

The door panels collapsed with the wall, and the lights hit them, and they could vaguely see the traces of the door panels.

Pressed down by the wall.

You can't see the body hidden under the door panel, but you can see the blood stains that have penetrated.

Bright red, dazzling.

A hand extended from a corner of the door panel, only half of which was directly crushed, and the attached body was just below the door panel.

It was a child's hand, and once belonged to a girl of seven or eight years old.

On the tiny wrist, there are a few aprons with hair in the hair, a few red flowers as embellishments, and the red is a little dazzling.

Her fingers were incomplete, her arms were stained with blood and dust, and she was washed again by the rain, and the color was lighter. You can see that the original color of the skin was pale and pale.

It is difficult for Yan Gui to describe his feelings when he saw this scene, astonishment and stunnedness, or sadness and heartache.

He looked at it for ten seconds, then rushed to the side, vomiting wildly.

At this moment, he was only dazed and dull.

Mo Shangyun still stood there, motionless, and after a brief gaze, she removed the lighting flashlight in her hand.

Yan Gui vomited for a while and spit out the bitter water.

He wiped his mouth fiercely, and then saw a bottle of water hand over.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Mo Shangyun standing next to him, quiet and calm, with a serious expression, but did not collapse.

He unscrewed the bottle cap, drank a few sips of water, then stood upright, exhaled and called her, "Momo..."

Mo Shangyun just said lightly: "Time is tight, let's go."

The words fell but Mo Shangyun turned and left.

Suddenly, Yan Gui only felt that nausea came again, and his stomach was twisting and paining. He gritted his teeth and tried to contain the nausea, then looked down at the ground, and quickly walked away from this building, keeping up with the ink Shang Yun's footsteps.

Before arriving at the next family, Yan Gui's stomach was twitching. He closed his eyes with the half arm and the apron with flowers.

The peaceful and quiet picture renders sadness beyond description.

He couldn't help thinking what kind of girl it was, seven or eight years old, wearing a beautiful little skirt, with long hair, occasionally wearing his hair, occasionally tying it with a apron, sweet and beautiful when he laughed...

He didn't even know what she looked like.

He never knew what she looked like.

This made Yan unable to stop thinking about it, thinking about it, and then his heart pumped again and again, as if gripped by an invisible big hand, with a strong sense of pressure and suffocation.

The mountain is no longer a mountain, the water is no longer a water, they collapsed and shattered here, everything in their eyes was cold, sharp weapons, every step forward was like stepping on a knife, blood flowing, desolate everywhere.

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