Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"And, we need food."

At the end, Duan Zimu increased his tone.

At this point, other people gradually realized that they did not distribute food, which is also the most important part of this wild survival.

Can't escape.

For food, they can only fight against ambushers with food, and they can only be used as targets when equipped with disparities.

They can foresee how many people will be concentrated in paintballs for more than 5 rounds during countless food competitions, and then withdraw from this field survival training.

This is a pit!

"What if we find food by ourselves?" someone asked again.

"No," Mo Shangyun glanced at the person who asked the question. "One, we couldn't find so much food; second, even if we didn't want to grab food, they wouldn't let us go."

"Then you can only touch it hard?"

"Probably." Mo Shangyun said leisurely.

"..."

Everyone was silent.

"I said three instructors, wouldn't you be undercover?"

Someone looked out and stared at the three people beside the campfire with vigilance.

Peng Yuqiu was happy and threw a piece of firewood into the campfire. "If it's an undercover, I'll do it for the first one."

The man: "..."

This is not ruled out in acting and gaining their trust.

However, he dare not say this.

These three instructors are all popular among the students.

"Go back and rest first. The patrol is alert."

Mo Shangyun clapped his hands, then stood up and walked out of the crowd.

Liang Zhiqiong, who had been standing silently in the crowd, saw her leave and followed her first.

Mo Shangyun glanced at her, but said nothing else, let her follow.

Duan Zimu and Peng Yuqiu also assigned the next patrol task, each time organizing two teams for training, each patrol time was one hour, to strengthen vigilance.

After that, the students were dispersed.

There will be absolutely no tranquility tonight, and they have a lot of hearts in mind, but when the enemy does not come, they can only seize all the time to rest, lest there is no rest all night to say nothing, not even grab food.

*

Liang Zhiqiong followed Mo Shangyun back to the previous shelter.

"Eh, do you really have no idea?" Liang Zhiqiong walked next to Mo Shangjun in two steps. His two hands rested on the wooden bed, and he looked at Mo Shangjun with his head tilted.

Mo Shangyun put the paintball gun on the wooden bed and gave her a light glance. "What's the idea?"

"To deal with those shameless attackers, there are food grabs..." Liang Zhiqiong broke his fingers and counted.

"Have."

And there are many.

"Then you..." Liang Zhiqiong stared at her strangely.

Mo Shangyun looked at her and asked leisurely: "Are you a student and I am a student?"

"..." Liang Zhiqiong paused and whispered, "Aren't you never led us to fight. And, are you with us now?"

"Before I was your instructor in Group B, I didn't want to lose, I helped myself. Now I'm your accompanying instructor, only responsible for teaching you how to survive in the wild. Moreover..." Speaking of this, Mo Shangyun gave a slight meal, Then he raised his eyebrows, "Besides, giving your team an idea is not fair to the other two teams."

Liang Zhiqiong's mouth twitched fiercely, staring at her incredulously, "Does your conscience really hurt when you wear a high hat for yourself?"

"No." Mo Shangyun's eyelids lifted and jumped directly onto the wooden bed. Then he fell over and simply spit out two words, "Sleep."

Liang Zhiqiong: "..."

Damn, if you want to seduce her mood, it really needs the greatest concentration in this life to restrain it.

*

As they expected, they did not sleep well this night.

From 3 o'clock in the evening, until 6 o'clock in the morning, in three hours, 7 people came.

There is no fixed time frame, sometimes when they have just solved a group of people, and they haven't had time to catch their breath, the next group of people will arrive; sometimes they wait for them to fall asleep, the next group of talents arrive; sometimes They are still fighting a group of people, and the next group of people will be rescued...

A night later, many students hit paintball, the highest hit three shots.

Correspondingly, they grab little food.

They can be sure that there is food on each attacker, but in addition to the three instructors who can catch and grab food from other attackers, it is difficult for other students to catch the attackers like loach, the other party is like an ambush. Yes, I fired a few people with two shots and ran away. When I ran away, I waited for you to catch up with a few more shots and then ran again.

At dawn, Peng Yuqiu counted their food.

A total of 27 packs of compressed biscuits, 27 pieces of chocolate, and 6 boxes of self-heating rice.

Among them, nearly half of the food was obtained by Peng Yuqiu, Mo Shangyun, and Duan Zimu.

Mo Shangjun stood on the open ground and looked up, and saw the students who fell to the ground occupying a large area, one by one, as if they were exhausted by the whole body, they gasped on the ground, even opening their eyes.

She withdrew her eyes with a headache.

The three looked at each other.

The same problem is wrapped around them-

Can you help?

"Let me say," Peng Yuqiu said, "This is training them, not training us. Let them come by themselves."

Duan Zimu gave him a profound look, "Yan Tianxing has always treated us like a student."

Peng Yuqiu: "..."

If you don’t speak so sharply, will you die?

"What do you mean?" Peng Yuqiu asked in ink.

"Ok?"

Putting the paintball gun over his shoulder, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and looked at the rising sun over the mountain.

Afterwards, she turned sideways, her figure shrouded in the warm sunshine, her brows lightly raised, "Just look at the results of these two months of training, right?"