Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Mo Shangyun looked at this group of people.

They rested for two days, but the training was harder than usual. It is estimated that they also know that retraining today will be a little different, and all of them will be energized and encouraged.

"It seems that you have been suffering for two days," Mo Shangyun Youzai said, talking coldly, and then raised her eyebrows and asked them, "Why, can you still hold it?"

"Affordable!"

The hundred people, shouted in unison.

Mo Shangyun stepped back quietly, a little further away from them, and then hanged Erlang as a casual man, and asked with extreme discretion: "Can you hold it... That line, do you still want to win a row?"

"miss you!"

There was another shout, deafening.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows gently, "In this case, I made a new training program for you..."

After a word of speech, Mo Shangyun stepped forward again, a faint smile appeared in his eyebrows, but the tone increased a little, "This time, I don’t force you, if I can’t persevere, I can quit at any time, without punishment, Return to your previous training."

"However, you can persevere," Mo Shangyun said, continuing, "Challenging at the end of February should not be a problem."

Mo Shangjun spoke lightly.

Simply talk about the consequences, and the consequences are within their scope.

Persevere and win.

No perseverance, no punishment.

Give them absolute freedom.

It seems like putting a Kangzhuang Avenue in front of them, and telling them, voila, go down this road, you can become a strong man, and breathe for the humiliation, but this road is too difficult, you insist When you are not going down, just walk towards the nearby path, relax easily, and return to the original point to enjoy stability.

She, no longer forced them.

Whether they want to become stronger or not is entirely up to them.

Realizing this, Erlian felt a sense of loss.

This man is also cheap. When he was hurried to run, she had resentment towards her, and now she was letting go of her freedom, and they felt something was missing.

"Report!" Li Lianghu shouted loudly.

"Say."

"Will you train with us?" Li Liang asked vigorously.

The street light was on, his eyes were dark and dark, and he was hiding stubbornness, but he was warmed by the warm light.

Mo Shangyun lazily lifted his eyelids, "General training, not accompanied."

Isn't it a waste of time to let her follow the general physical training?

Li Liang was silent.

Mo Shangyun didn't fight against them for a while, and no longer suppressed their morale, but it was difficult for him to adapt.

"Zhang Zheng, come out!" Mo Shangyun shouted idly.

"To!"

Rows of long Zhang Zheng stepped forward with a stern look.

Mo Shangjun handed him the folder in his hand, "Follow this training."

"Yes!"

Zhang Zheng took it and responded firmly.

Mo Shangyun waved his hand, said "you are free", and turned away happily.

That's it... gone.

A group of soldiers resembled Er Lengzi, and looked at her without scolding or belittle. The one who walked was called a neat, without any sense of happiness.

They aren’t, suffering from Stockholm syndrome...

The sky was very dark, and the figure on the ink quickly disappeared into the darkness and disappeared into the field of vision.

*

Dawn is breaking, and morning light is faint.

Mo Shangjun stood in the corridor outside the office, looking at the rotten leaves in the morning exercise on the playground.

Morning exercises are all basic physical training, professional training during the day, plus some physical training, and at night... professional training for recruits.

Scouting ingenuity, armed penetration, precautions for survival in the wild, use of mechanical equipment, etc.

There are many new recruits to learn.

Lang Yan plans to study again in the next year, but Mo Shangjun advanced it, anyway, physical fitness and knowledge are grasped at both hands. The assessment at the end of February also has the assessment of professional knowledge, and the recruits cannot be put behind.

Footsteps came from the side, from far and near.

Mo Shangyun inadvertently withdrew his gaze, turned sideways, and looked in the direction of the coming person, just in front of Shang Yanyan's gaze.

"Early." Lang Yan came over.

"early."

"I heard you have no punishment this time." Lang Yan stopped before her and asked her with a smile.

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun nodded perfunctoryly.

Lang Yan asked a little curiously: "Why?"

In fact, he really wants Mo Shangyun to be more strict. If he is left alone, he is worried that they will fall down without vigour and have to complete the training more and more.

Mo Shangyun shrugged his shoulders, but did not conceal, "The training intensity is too great, there will be punishment, they can't eat it."

Lang Yan froze.

That is to say, Mo Shangyun didn't even think about it, let them die by themselves?

After thinking about it, Lang Yan asked again: "What if someone really chooses to quit?"

Mo Shangyun smiled, and looked at him with a little sympathy.

"Being stimulated by the continuation, even the assessment at the end of February could not be maintained..." Mo Shangyun gave a slight pause. "Are they still considered scouts?"

"..." Lang Yan was speechless for a moment.

If it was not mentioned by Mo Shangyun, he really forgot, and the joint training with Yilian gave a great blow to Erlian.

Anyone who is a little dignified and proud is carrying his hand desperately until the end of February to assess the final result, and in vain to call them "scouts".

Lang Yan felt that Mo Shangyun was really thoughtful.

Mo Shangyun walked to the office.

Lang Yan followed, "I still have a question."

"ask."

"In the beginning, you suppressed their self-esteem, stimulated their fighting spirit, and then cooperated with the company to stimulate them. Now they throw out the training plan and enjoy themselves freely..." Lang Yan stared at her more suspiciously, "Is it long ago Arranged?"

Mo Shangjun stepped in and squinted him obscurely, "Mr. Lang."

"Hey!"

Lang Yan stopped beside her.

As soon as the arm was raised, Mo Shangjun put his elbow on his shoulder, looked at him with a smile, and said aloudly: "This man, when it's time to be confused, you have to install it, otherwise...it will be vulnerable!"

"..."

Lang Yan was silent, and almost didn't spray her face with blood.

Turning around and damaging him, I only found out now that it would be better not to notice it, otherwise I would not be able to do it.

At that moment, Lang Yan deeply felt that Erlian's collective hatred was definitely not without reason.

"It will snow the day after tomorrow," Mo Shangyun moved his elbows away, in a good mood. "Let's advance the antifreeze training."

"..."

Lang Yan looked at her without saying anything.

This woman has a terrible nature.

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