Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Stand up-right, take a rest!"

After shouting a slogan, Mo Shangyun beckoned to the school medical team. Someone immediately realized that she had moved a small stool.

After taking the small stool, Mo Shangyun put it on the ground, and then sat down lazily under the horror of everyone.

"Next, line up for training."

Mo Shangyun raised his horn and Diao Erlang shouted locally, not at all as serious and serious as the instructor should have.

Everyone dared not to speak.

Clearing his throat, Mo Shangyun didn't aim at the loudspeaker. Instead, he pressed down the play button and put the loudspeaker on the ground.

Soon, I heard a full-bodied loud male voice coming from the speaker--

"turn left!"

Everyone: "..." The face was dumbfounded.

Because they were too stunned, they couldn't help but stand in stunned positions, but they did not respond at all.

Upon seeing this, Mo Shangjun picked up the horn and continued to amplify, "Your instructor's throat is relatively fragile. It is not worth destroying your throat for your bunch of trash. Before you are qualified to let me slogan, you can only be dealt with- -Just as you deal with your military training instructors."

After talking, Mo Shangyun said coldly: "Come back!"

The horn moved away and played again.

"turn left!"

"Snapped!"

Everyone always turned around.

"turn right!"

"turn back!"

"turn back!"

...

There are 120 seconds for a recording, two minutes, and after a complete password is over, it starts again, and the cycle repeats. Because the time is too long, they can’t even remember the first few passwords.

Gradually, they heard it—the sound of the slogan came from the instructor of the computer department next door, Xiang Yongming.

They secretly scolded Yongming thousands of times.

As for Mo Shangyun, after throwing the horn to his feet, he picked up the folder, opened it, and painted on it with a signature pen. Concentrated.

After half an hour of practice, they felt that both of their hard feet would be discarded, and Mo Shangyun suddenly looked up and swept them around.

Then, the horn was turned off.

"Five minutes of rest in place."

Throwing seven words at them, Mo Shangyun lowered his head again, not knowing what they meant, and continued to flip through his folder.

This attitude makes people look good.

As an instructor, how can you be so lazy and casual? !

However, this group of people also learned a lesson-Mo Shangyun is governing his own body with his own way.

As Mo Shangjun said, how did they deal with their military training instructors in the previous week, Mo Shangjun how to deal with them now.

Moreover, as a special instructor of the Tigers, Mo Shangyun dare to make such a move that is not in line with the instructor, he must have obtained permission, otherwise it is impossible to achieve this degree.

Thinking of this, they are even more depressed.

I can't beat it, I can scold it, I can't even beat my bad attitude... Shit, they're really useless.

They used to be like monkeys who had been happily resting in their own row of rest. Now, they can only fall to the ground weakly, feeling the feng shui turns in turn, and lamenting the ruthlessness and desolation of this world.

I really want to go back to the previous row...

Many people raised their heads, looked in the direction of their row, and accidentally glanced at the face of the former military training instructor.

They were full of tears and grieved to never return to the past.

Just as they were overwhelmed with emotion, sadness, and loss of emotion, the five minutes had come.

Mo Shangjun closed the folder, then picked up the horn, and finally got up from the stool.

"set!"

Mo Shangyun shouted with a horn, really wasting no sound reinforcement equipment at all, and was reluctant to hurt his throat.

Quickly adjust the team, Mo Shangyun issued a password: "backward-turn!"

Everyone turned back obediently, facing the runway.

"See the running row?" Mo Shangyun raised his voice.

"See~~~"

Everyone answered feebly, only the nine people who were bought shouted majesticly.

"Ask again, did you see that?" Mo Shangyun walked forward slowly.

"See it!"

This time, the sound was louder.

Walking to the most lazy boy, Mo Shangyun's horn pointed at his head, raising his voice word by word, "I, listen, no, come!"

"Look--to--now!"

Everyone roared with tears.

The boy stared at by Mo Shangyun roared in panic, refusing to fall.

Mo Shangyun retracted the horn, then walked to the last row.

"Keep up with them," Mo Shangyun said loudly, "When they finish running, they leave behind, add another 100 meters, and so on..."

Speaking of which, Mo Shangyun turned around and glanced at the gang of filthy garbage. "Don't worry about time, I have time to accompany you before 6:40."

Everyone: "..."

After waiting for three seconds, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Not yet?"

"Yes!"

A group of people responded desperately.

Then, sparsely started to run in the direction of the runway, intending to try to keep up with the row led by Xiang Yongming.

Looking at their untidy team, Mo Shangyun turned off the horn and casually withdrawn his gaze.

Far away, I felt that Xiang Yongming's grieved eyes, Mo Shangyun should not have seen it.

...

Unsurprisingly, in less than one lap, the Tigers were left behind.

Xu Qin gloriously became one of them, and Miao Dong, whose original body was still acceptable, automatically left the team to accompany her and encourage her.

Mo Shangyun sat on a shady place with a stool, and asked the school medical team about the accidents most likely to occur during military training. At the same time, he asked how to deal with some of their symptoms.

Mo Shangyun still knows a lot about general fractures and stab wounds, because he has been injured. However, she did not have a specific understanding of heatstroke and other issues. At the moment, she had the opportunity to ask the school doctor to learn it.

When the school doctors saw her being so active, they were all extremely satisfied with the young officer, so they answered all the questions asked by Mo Shangyun.

It didn't take long, and the platoon led by Xiang Yongming was over.

Mo Shangjun took the time to take a look, and about thirty people left the team-these people were basically classified by Mo Shangjun into two categories: "working hard but no results" and "self-violent self-abandonment".

Seeing this, she hooked her lips with interest.

Unexpectedly.

In her plan, she has already made plans to leave behind forty people.

It can be seen from this that some people are not unsuccessful, but they have not tried their best.

Clapping his hands, Mo Shangjun said goodbye to the school medical team, and then walked to the playground to gather all 82 of them.

A total of 32 people were left behind, adding 3200 meters, without any room for discussion.

In front of Mo Shangjun, they dared not make any defiant move, and ran away properly, but as soon as they ran away, Mo Shangyun heard various scoldings, and a group of people were angry and swearing one after another. It came, and then it was gradually further away.

At this point, Mo Shangyun didn't care, just waited aside, watching them run high and toe-up, and watching them run down and bow their heads like a tortoise.

Not dare to scold this in person, Mo Shangyun also served.

For the next 3200 meters, Mo Shangjun had been supervising at the end point, and there was no shortage of one meter. Finally, they delayed until 6:30 before they were dissolved.

At this point, freshmen are not allowed to eat in the cafeteria. If they are able, they can go to the supermarket to buy some pads for eating, but—

Lin Mao did not even give them this opportunity.

After seeing Mo Shangyun go to dinner in the canteen, Lin Mao set down his rice bowl and hurried to this side, just before they disbanded.

"Xiao Mo, why are you still spending time with them?" Lin Mao waved at Mo Shangyun, and then urged, "Hurry, go to eat, it's not good to be hungry."

Mo Shangjun turned his head to look at him, and before he could answer, he saw Lin Mao walked to her side and said to her, "Just give me this bunch of kids."

"Yes!"

Mo Shangyun responded.

"Go around, hurry up." Lin Mao continued to urge.

"Row."

Nodding his head, Mo Shangyun left the 82 students and turned away.

Far away, I heard Lin Mao's loud voice--

"It's not bad, your instructors are under pressure from the whole school to take you, you dare to delay the meal. So, anyway, the time is late, the sixty forty hall assembly, your performance is so bad, I personally take you to the hall Anyway, in terms of punctuality, we can still do it..."

Mo Shangyun, who walked away, raised his hand and touched his nose, a little cautious.

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