Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Mo Shangjun squatted at the former hidden point of the teaching assistant. While interrogating the teaching assistant, he raised his eyes and looked around.

When she touched it all the way, she saw no one else. At the very least, there was no other ambush at a distance of about 20 meters around the kid.

However, in addition to her, other people also acted one after another. The students began to search for the position of the ambush after the initial fright. On the opposite side of the camp, Mo Shangjun heard the fighting, but he quickly calmed down.

"How many of you are there?"

Picking up the sniper rifle on the side, Mo Shangjun checked the bullets in the lower magazine and asked without hesitation.

The paintball that just shot Liang Zhiqiong, as well as the sniper rifle that was previously aimed at her, were all done by the kid.

Make it clear that this kid is here to take the lead, and the only function is to tell them "you have new tasks, and your rations have fallen."

Other than that, nothing else works.

and--

According to her knowledge of Yan Tianxing, it may not be possible to rest tonight.

"This, Instructor Mo, you know the rules, I can't say..."

The teaching assistant lay down on the ground and narrowed his neck weakly, just like a good woman and a man who were about to be forced.

"You are a captive, you haven't hung up yet, you have the right to open your mouth."

Mo Shangjun raised his gun, and the muzzle of the sniper gun was aimed at his head.

Feeling the black hole, the teaching assistant's heart couldn't resist the beat, almost crying, "I can't really say..."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and picked his helmet off with a gun.

At this time, footsteps came from behind.

Without quickly entering a state of vigilance, Mo Shangjun lowered his sniper rifle.

"I found one, and the quilt was subdued." Peng Yuqiu's faint voice came.

Mo Shangyun raised his hand, lifted the sniper rifle, and threw it to Peng Yuqiu, "Give this to him."

Duan Zimu is a sniper. There is a sniper rifle here. It is best for him.

The assistant teacher looked at the sniper rifle in Peng Yuqiu's hand with pain.

Don’t you want to grab rations, what sniper rifle?

It was all gone, what aim was he aiming for when he was resurrected tomorrow night with blood? !

"Eh, do you have anything to eat?"

Peng Yuqiu carried a sniper rifle and walked over to kick the teaching assistant.

Teaching Assistant: "..."

Damn, one by one, usually on the shoulders and shoulders, now treat him as a stranger, it is really sad... he pretends to be dead.

After kicking twice and seeing that he did not respond, Peng Yuqiu simply squatted down and searched for him as "pretending to be dead".

A lot of dry food was really found-three packs of compressed biscuits, and three pieces of military chocolate.

The man looked at it to send them rations.

"give."

Duan Zimu handed over all the items he just found to Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun took it, and accepted it all without hesitation.

Then she picked up the paintball gun next to her and stood up from the ground.

"According to the urine of your grandfather Yan, it is estimated that there are still several waves, continue to be alert."

The paintball gun was held in his hand, and Mo Shangyun said slowly, the corners of his mouth inadvertently evoked a subtle arc.

I took out all these things...I really can play.

"……Oh."

Peng Yuqiu gave her a strange look.

Their urinary properties of Yan Ye...she is so clear?

Mo Shangyun, as if he didn't see his eyes, turned his paintball gun over his shoulder and raised his leg to the camp.

"Instructor Mo, paintball guns can't really be taken. It's against the rules to get to your hands."

The assistant teacher yelled and hurriedly shouted at Mo Shangyun.

He had just thought of getting up, but Peng Yuqiu pressed him quickly, and then pressed him back to his place again.

Teaching Assistant: "..."

Damn, this is a colleague! Say good people have true feelings? fart! It's all fart!

"The rules are set by you, we don't know anything, so..." Mo Shangyun turned around and raised his hand to make a seal, then smiled with a lip, "Not fouled."

I don't know if it was an illusion. When the assistant teacher saw her light smile, all goose bumps appeared.

Peng Yuqiu made an "oK" gesture on the ink.

To tell the truth, Peng Yuqiu still wanted to see how Mo Shangyun destroyed Yan Tianxing's rules one by one.

No matter Mo Shangyun or Yan Tianxing, they are all unexpected evils in their actions.

I do not know to what extent it will eventually develop.

Peng Yuqiu was expecting, so he blocked the assistant's mouth.

*

five minutes later.

All the students and instructors gathered around the campfire except for a team on alert.

Peng Yuqiu and Duan Zimu organized students into groups. There are 7 groups in a group of 5 people. The remaining two are girls. With weak capabilities in all aspects, they are randomly assigned to other groups.

"Instructor Peng, what shall we do next? Should we continue to stay here for one night, or will we rush out now? In this way, we can't rest well." Some of the students asked.

Peng Yuqiu shrugged, looked at Duanzi Mu and Mo Shangyun on the side, and threw the question, "What do you two mean?"

"Hurrying up overnight has been detrimental to us." Duan Zimu shook his head and rejected the second suggestion. "They are fully equipped and may be waiting for us in front. And, we need food."