Ji Xuan never thought that he would lose, let alone that he could not make two moves under Qian Mo. Such a disastrous defeat made his originally bright eyes dim.
Everyone around knew Ji Xun's skills, and they were shocked to be subdued so easily. Among them, Zhang Xian was the most surprised. She noticed that Qian Mo only used his left hand to defeat the enemy, and her eyes looked at the young face with an inexplicable expression.
brilliance
"Your reaction speed and body coordination are pretty good." Qian Mo can say something good. Among this group of people, this is the only one who can be a good piece of jade with a little bit of crafting.
Ji Xun, who was half-kneeling on the ground, turned his head angrily when he heard Qian Mo's words. This was not a comfort to him, but an insult to himself!
Qian Mo did not avoid Ji Xuan's angry gaze and continued: "You just had two chances to hit me. The first time was when you punched me. Your waist obviously couldn't keep up with me.
The second time I swept towards your left leg, you were unsteady. If you could stand firm, you could still perform two more moves."
What I mean is that I can beat him, not win. To Qian Mo, Ji Xuan is just a good piece of jade. His skills don’t have the aura of violence and bullying, so he cannot be a threat.
"Generally speaking, his physical condition is not bad, but his basic skills are at a third-rate level!" Qian Mo pointed out his shortcomings and concluded the class.
Watching Qian Mo and Chief of Staff Zhao leave here, leaving everyone looking at each other with bitter smiles. A young man who was much younger than him said that his foundation was not solid, but he could not refuse. After all, he had the best plan.
Without making a move in his hand, Ji Xuan, who was half-kneeling on the ground, looked at Qian Mo's back. The anger in his eyes gradually faded away, and what flashed in his eyes was a light called persistence.
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In the next few days, the instructor Qian Mo was on time to arrange some seemingly simple but perseverance-testing actions for Commander Qian's group of soldiers. The golden rooster independence can exercise a person's sense of balance, and dialing the abacus can exercise the flexibility of the fingers.
, Shooting balls can exercise the flexibility of the arms. They are very simple actions, but Qianmo did not ask them to repeat them. It was a one-time training. If they were willing, they would coordinate the training items by themselves in the future. For Qianmo
How much they harvest is only their business
In the past few days, those brats didn't let Qian Mo waste any time. Although he might be resentful at times, Qian Mo still did as he said. The day before yesterday, Qian Mo lost track of time during his own training, and those brats were able to
Qian Mo was very satisfied with squatting for two hours independently.
'Bang!' 'Bang!' 'Bang!' What I have learned in the past few days is that Qian Mo can easily evade three bullets. Chief of Staff Zhao, who is the sparring partner, is so nervous that he breaks into a cold sweat every time.
Qian Mo would be advised to take a rest. You should know that the latter's right arm still has a wound. In order to prevent Chief of Staff Zhao from being too surprised by his arm, Qian Mo did not use his right hand when avoiding bullets.
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The tallest building in the station is an office building with only four floors. At this time, Qian Mo was standing in front of the railing alone, looking at the soldiers who were undergoing daily training not far away through the smoke exhaled from his mouth.
The underground training ground was open to soldiers today, and Qian Mo didn't want to take part in the excitement. Seeing the cube team in front of him arranging their queues in an orderly manner, Qian Mo's thoughts more or less returned to that place with the gray sky.
In the first few years in the Middle East, Qian Mo was so tired from training every day that he fell down. But looking back now, although that period was outrageous, at least there were no deaths or bloody killings of teammates after the mission.
Without the hard work and intrigue after returning to China, can that period of time be called the innocence of peace? Thinking of these messy words, Qian Mo couldn't help shaking his head and laughing at himself.
'Didi didi!' When Qian Mo laughed at himself, the mobile phone in his pocket rang. Before entering the 853 station, Qian Mo blacklisted all the people in the address book and set it to only receive one number.
pattern, and the number received by Qianmo is twelve digits
"What's the matter?" I had explained in advance that if there was nothing important, we would wait until Qian Mo left this place to stay. If I called now, it would be either good news or bad news.
"In the morning, I entered the military website and searched the number but couldn't find your location. Now I'm calling to see if your phone is turned off." As the receiver was talking, there was the sound of typing on the keyboard.
"Oh?" Qian Mo raised an eyebrow, quite surprised by the news: "I asked people from the military region to help me erase my mobile phone number from the satellite. It seems that their efficiency is quite fast."
This matter was handled neatly and neatly, with no official layer-by-layer dragging.
"Really, this surprises me, but this is a double-edged sword." The person on the microphone is more sensible about this matter. There are good and bad in everything, and there is no absolute.
Qian Mo knew what the other party meant by both sides. The good side meant that his whereabouts were not exposed to other people’s screens all the time. The bad side meant that his whereabouts were also not known to his own people, which would affect major decisions.
After thinking for a while, Qian Mo said: "The good and the bad are equally divided, but at least no one knows where I am standing now."
The other party was silent. In the silence of both parties, the sound of typing on the keyboard from the other side came from the microphone on Qian Mo's side.
"Is your phone number safe?" Qian Mo suddenly asked after silence. The two parties talked a lot and could easily be exposed to the eyes of interested people.
Twelve-digit numbers are not circulated in the market, and this twelve-digit number is encrypted. Of course, whether the security is high or not depends on whether the other party's sense of smell is sensitive enough and whether the cracking technology is in place.
"It's safe, it's in use, it's not safe, it's still in use." The voice on the other side of the receiver came slowly, a little helpless, but that's the fact
Seeing what the other party said, Qian Mo didn't want to dwell on this topic anymore: "Next month, you guys will come to Hong Kong City, Xiao Li."
Xiao Li is called "Bainao", and Qian Mo has contacted him twice in China. Once was when Xiao Li robbed a bank, and the second time was when Qian Mo received the antibiotic medicine. He invited Xiao Li to come with him and this time he helped.
The one Qian Mo collected information from was none other than 'Bainao' Xiao Li!
"The Kyoto side already knows about your existence. I will put antibiotics on the market next month. The Kyoto side should be more aggressive." Qian Mo explained, and this is one of the reasons, and there are also Qian Mo.
No need to say it
There was silence again on the other end of the phone, but the sound of the keyboard never stopped. He was obviously working on some files at the computer.
"If we go to Hong Kong City, your millions will be wasted." Xiao Li on the other end of the phone was sitting in a room with the curtains drawn, his eyes reflected the data that had been flashing on the computer screen, and
These data are only accessed when logging into the military network.
"Money, I will find a way, but if you don't leave, I'm afraid the people will be gone." Qian Mo shook off the ashes and continued: "I suddenly found that my 'power' is not enough to counterattack, I need to do something first
Prepare"
It takes time to build momentum, and as for the length of this time, some people can wait, and some people cannot wait.
"I will consider it." Xiao Li's voice has been very steady: "But the commission you gave me that time is only enough for the middle of this year, and it will double when it expires."
The commission Xiao Li mentioned was that when he robbed the bank, Qian Mo gave him his bank card, and that was a year's commission. Now the country is not as good as abroad, and the money earned from several tasks abroad can be used for a long time.
It may be that the commission is not what you value when hiring!
Qian Mo nodded, not caring whether Xiao Li could see or not: "Everyone is alive and everything is fine."
The wind on the roof is always stronger than that downstairs, and the wind near the mountain is always colder than the wind near the building. A breeze blows Qian Mo's Gai'er's hair. It's always a bit cold these days.
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The wind blew for a while on the roof of the building. Qian Mo still hadn't forgotten that he was still an instructor at this time, and that his group of students were still training.
Putting his hands in his pockets, he slowly walked towards the training ground. Along the way, he met many people wearing green military uniforms. Qian Mo was obviously different from them in terms of clothes and attitudes.
When approaching the training ground, Qian Mo frowned slightly because he saw the group of students gathering together again. He took out his phone and checked the time. He had only been gone for fifty-six minutes.
Slowly approaching, Qian Mo saw that they were surrounding a burly man and listening attentively. This scene was familiar to Qian Mo. It was the scene when a mission came down.
"The instructor is back!"
I don't know who among the crowd whispered something, and forty pairs of eyes instantly looked at Qian Mo. Seeing the latter's indifferent expression, their hearts beat loudly. Although they were somewhat resistant to this young instructor, he had real skills.
After a few days, they were still able to accept the arduous training. Now they were really afraid that the young instructor would make them do hundreds of push-ups if they were unhappy.
The one they were surrounding was Chief of Staff Zhao, and what he was holding was the document he had just received.
Seeing Qian Mo coming over, Chief of Staff Zhao quickly said: "Comrade Qian Mo, we are assigning a task. We don't blame them for this training."
Knowing Qian Mo's iron-blooded skills, Chief of Staff Zhao was afraid that Qian Mo would punish him indiscriminately.
However, what made the other party breathe a sigh of relief was that Qian Mo just nodded and did not come closer. He glanced at Chief of Staff Zhao and said lightly: "Today's training is over."
He was a soldier, so he naturally had his own things to do. Qian Mo was happy to have some leisure time. He turned around and walked out. He was not interested in knowing the mission of the army.
"Comrade Qian Mo, wait a minute." Seeing Qian Mo turn around and leave, Chief of Staff Zhao stopped him from behind. Seeing Qian Mo turn back again, he continued: "We have received intelligence, the news said that there is a
A group of tomb robbers are heading towards our 853 station. They have strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities and carry guns. Let us organize manpower to intercept them."
Qian Mo stood quietly, waiting for the next step
"If too many people are sent out, the other side will definitely notice it, so the number of people in this operation should be more sophisticated than more." Chief of Staff Zhao continued: "We hope you can assist us in the roundup."
I learned from Commander Qian that Qian Mo is a mercenary, and mercenaries are often more sensitive than ordinary soldiers. Although Ji Xun and other special forces are not bad at it, Zhao Zhao can squeeze out Qian Mo's skills and improve the abilities of his own soldiers.
The chief of staff will not let it go
Qian Mo thought for a while and whispered two words: "Commission!"