On the way to the airport, Mo Shangjun kept calling Mu Qixuan.
During Devil's Week, the instructor told Mu Qixuan something and asked Mu Qixuan to tell Mo Shangyun that Mo Shangyun disappeared as soon as he finished Devil's Week training last night. He will be busy when he returns to Ancheng.
, I can only take this opportunity to contact Mu Qixuan.
Therefore, Yan Tianxing was naturally ignored.
Yan Tianxing's face turned dark as long as Mo Shangyun was on the phone.
While waiting for Mo Shangjun to end the call, Yan Tianxing had already driven to the airport.
After stopping the car, Yan Tianxing unbuckled his seat belt, but did not get out of the car. Instead, he frowned and looked at Mo Shangyun, "Mo Xiaoyun, have you realized that we may not be able to contact you for three months?"
"Um."
Mo Shangyun responded calmly.
After a while, seeing that Yan Tianxing looked strange, Mo Shangjun added: "It's only been three months."
This is undoubtedly adding insult to injury.
Yan Tianxing looked at her coldly, "Then do you know how long we have known each other?"
"One year," Mo Shangyun said, and quickly changed the way, "four three months."
"..."
Yan Tianxing was simply suppressing the urge to beat her.
This girlfriend was his choice, no matter how much she deserved a beating, she couldn't do it.
"The time is almost up."
After looking at his watch, Mo Shangyun said, preparing to open the door.
However, when the door was halfway open, Mo Shangjun suddenly stopped, turned his head, and stared at Yan Tianxing with a half-smile, "Speaking of which, Master Yan, you won't find another new love, will you?"
Yan Tianxing thought about it carefully and then said: "Maybe."
"you dare."
Raising his hand to grab Yan Tianxing's collar, Mo Shangyun leaned forward and kissed him.
Inadvertently, Yan Tianxing curled his lips.
Got coaxed.
*
It was ten o'clock in the morning when he arrived in Anseong, and Mo Shangjun rushed to the reconnaissance camp non-stop to complete the handover procedures.
The fact that she was about to be transferred had already reached the reconnaissance camp, and even the soldiers below the platoon level knew about it. As soon as Mo Shangjun returned to the reconnaissance camp, he received many attention gifts.·
Fortunately, it was still training time and no one dared to leave the team to say hello to Mo Shangjun.
Mo Shangyun first went to the office, greeted Lang Yan and the instructor, went through the necessary procedures, and then returned to the dormitory to pack his things.
In fact, there is no need for too much preparation. Lianli knew about Mo Shangyun's departure a few months ago. Mo Shangyun did not need to worry about the process. Someone would naturally prepare it for Mo Shangyun.
However, this time he went to serve as an instructor in the 907 Special Forces. Although Mo Shangjun would most likely stay, he could apply to return to the reconnaissance camp if he wanted to.
This is the freedom left for Mo Shangyun and this group of selected instructors.
It’s just that most people won’t choose to come back.
"Knock. Knock."
While packing my luggage, there was a knock on the door.
The door was open, so Mo Shangyun looked up and saw Lang Yan standing at the door.
"What's wrong, Captain Lang?" Mo Shangjun asked with a smile.
"I have sorted out your achievements this year."
After shaking the USB flash drive in his hand, Lang Yan threw it towards Mo Shangyun.
"Documents?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
"Photos of the reconnaissance camp." Lang Yan said, "You can send them home."
The veteran took a lot of photos when he was discharged, but Mo Shangjun went to the school to lead the troops the next day, so he never gave them to her. He also took some photos in the past, such as last winter when Mo Shangjun went to provoke the first company and the second company.
I made a bunch of snowmen and put some photos taken during each quarterly assessment into a USB flash drive.
These are not secrets, they can all be taken away.
However, she cannot take away those forms and training plans that Mo Shangyun made before.
Those all belong to the reconnaissance battalion.
"Thanks."
Mo Shangjun played with the USB flash drive and moved his brows slightly.
Although, it was difficult for her to send this USB flash drive home - after all, she didn't really want to show it to Mo Cang.
However, you can send it elsewhere.
The finger moved slightly, and the U disk disappeared in the hand.
Leaning against the door, Lang Yan smiled and asked Mo Shangyun, "You really don't want to say goodbye to those fools?"
"No," Mo Shangyun shrugged, playing off the taste, "What if I come back someday, how embarrassing would it be?"
"I really want to say that I hope such a day won't happen. However," after a pause, Lang Yan spread his hands, "I hope you can come back rather unkindly."
Mo Shangyun chuckled, "Maybe I'll really come back?"
"Don't let the instructor know what you said, otherwise I will have to educate you for half an hour." Lang Yan said, "Go say goodbye to Company Commander Chen and Company Commander Fan later. I will wait for you downstairs and take you to the airport.
"
"No, just wait for me for five minutes."
There is nothing to say goodbye to.
A formal farewell ceremony is not suitable for Mo Shangjun.
What's more... judging from the current situation, Mo Shangyun feels that the possibility of his return is not completely impossible.
However, this cannot be said to Lang Yan and the others.
After all, she has not yet decided how she will choose her own path next, so she can only wait and see first.
*
After packing his luggage, Mo Shangjun and Lang Yan left the office building.
It was meal time, and everyone was taken to the canteen. No one was heard near the dormitory building or on the training ground.
In the distance, Mo Shangjun heard them singing.
"A little white poplar tree
Beside the outpost
Deep roots, strong stems
Watching the Northern Territory
The breeze rustled the green leaves
Little white poplar Little white poplar
It grows and so does I
Guard the border with me
Come on, come on, come on, come on..."
The loud singing voice and the inexplicable heart-stirring melody.
Mo Shangjun suddenly remembered how long, long ago, when she first said she wanted to play a song, the gangsters from Erlian sang the song unwillingly.
But now, the group of people I remembered earlier have changed.
gone.
Many people have left.
And now, she is leaving too.
She remembered that when Yan Tianxing invited her to take the March assessment, she said that she had no plans to leave within two years.
Too young, her so-called two years, for many people, is the entirety of a military career.
What she said lightly may not be so lighthearted, but may be heavier than imagined.
Lang Yan asked her to get in the car and kept talking to Mo Shangyun while driving to the airport.
Usually he doesn't talk that much, but today Lang Yan is surprisingly talkative.
They talked about a lot of things, none of which were official. For example, when Lang Yan met Mo Shangjun for the first time, he felt that she was very difficult to deal with, but Mo Shangjun always felt that Lang Yan was too young and not like the couple she imagined.
long.
Arriving at the airport for the second time today.
Mo Shangjun did not let Lang Yan get out of the car to see her off, but before he was about to get off the car, he suddenly asked: "Captain Lang, are you leaving too?"
"Soon," Lang Yan raised his eyebrows and curled his lips in a somewhat far-fetched way, "Maybe when you come back to visit relatives, you won't be able to see me anymore."
The leader intends to train him.
In four consecutive quarterly assessments, Erlian ranked first.
He couldn't refuse some opportunities that were given to him.
The achievements of the Second Company are not his, so he should not stay in such an honorary position and should leave.
"That's impossible to say."
Mo Shangjun chuckled, opened the door and got out of the car. (To be continued)