Mo Shangjun has very good instant memory ability, but he does not have the ability to permanently remember a string of numbers after seeing them several times.
So, it's not certain.
On the other hand, there was a pause for a moment.
I heard rustling noises, but no one spoke.
Mo Shangjun waited for a full ten seconds. After he heard no movement, he reached out and planned to hang up the phone.
However, as soon as he stretched his fingers into the air, he heard a sound——
"Hello?"
The clear voice was male, probably not much older than her, and it sounded a little familiar.
All in all, it's not Yan Tianxing.
"Who?" Mo Shangyun took back his hand and asked lazily.
Because it was hands-free, Mo Shangjun did not wait where he was. After asking casually, he turned and walked towards the desk opposite.
"I'm Mucheng, I'm looking for Captain Lang."
This time, the voice from over there came very quickly.
Mo Shangjun paused, not thinking of the person for a moment, so he continued walking forward until he came to her desk. When she picked up the mug, she finally thought of this person.
It seems that when I met Yan Tianxing earlier, he was the driver.
One bar with three stars is named Mucheng.
No wonder the voice sounded familiar.
"Oh, he's not here."
After some distance, Mo Shangyun responded lightly, and then took the mug to the water dispenser to get water.
In the office, the sound of running water is very clear.
He wasn't stupid over there. When he heard the sound coming and going, and when he heard the sound of fetching water, he realized that she was preoccupied with talking to him on the phone.
Mu Cheng felt that he was being disrespected, so he paused and cast an unclear glance at the captain who was not far away.
The captain of his team was looking at the personnel information for assessment without squinting.
I felt his gaze, not even a look.
Mu Cheng lamented in his heart and silently looked away.
After broadcasting the call, it was clear that Mo Shangjun answered the call. He pressed the speakerphone without saying a word, and then threw the phone over. I don't know... there is some unknown story behind this.
"Ahem."
Mu Cheng coughed deliberately, trying to attract the attention of the person on the other end of the phone.
At this time, Mo Shangyun was already carrying the mug and returned to Lang Yan's desk unhurriedly.
When she heard the movement, she said leisurely, "You haven't hung up yet?"
"..." Mu Cheng almost choked to death at her words. He took a deep breath, calmed down his irritable mood, and then said, "You are the Deputy Company of the Second Reconnaissance Company, right?"
"Hmm." Mo Shangjun seemed confused, "Look for Captain Lang, or do you look for me?"
Mu Cheng said: "It's the same with anyone."
"What do you say."
"The list of those selected for your second reconnaissance company has come out, and I plan to inform you."
"Um."
Mo Shangjun responded lightly, glanced at Lang Yan's desk, took out a pen from the pen holder, and then dragged out a roster.
She waited for a while before hearing the voice on the other side, "Don't you ask?"
The corner of Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched, and his voice suddenly gained a hint of coolness, "I'm waiting for you to say it."
"..."
Mu Cheng was embarrassed for three seconds.
Then, he took the form and truthfully reported his name to Mo Shangyun.
He gave a name, and Mo Shangjun used his clumsy right hand to hold a pen and put a tick behind the name.
When he reached the fourth row, Mo Shangyun didn't hear the sound for a long time and couldn't help but frowned, "No more?"
"No more." Mucheng answered truthfully.
Mo Shangjun's voice was a little deep, "How many in a row?"
"Six."
"A total of ten places?"
"Yes."
After hearing the answer, Mo Shangyun hung up the phone with a gloomy face.
Mucheng: "..."
Depend on!
Can you be a little polite?
Can you please say something before hanging up the phone?
Mu Cheng was furious.
However, before he could get angry, he noticed the vague look in his captain's eyes and immediately suppressed his little emotion.
"Bye."
Mucheng helplessly spread his hands towards him.
Yan Tianxing withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and continued to read the list, and said coldly: "I have ears."
After hesitating for a moment, Mu Cheng walked towards him, left his cell phone on the table, and then hinted: "She seems to be angry."
"Um."
Yan Tianxing responded perfunctorily.
Seeing that he was so calm and unconcerned, Mu Cheng felt puzzled.
Fortunately, he felt that the captain and the man named Mo Shangyun had a future. At the moment, the seedling of love was strangled in the cradle before it could grow, right?
"Why?" Mu Cheng's mind turned to doubts, and he analyzed at the same time, "The second company at the end of the crane has four quotas, including her, five. It's not a loss."
Yan Tianxing paused for a moment, raised his eyes, and stared. In his bottomless eyes, there was a vague sense of murder.
Mu Cheng's heart dropped.
He felt like he was being targeted by Yan Tianxing's eyes.
However, he is lucky to be alive.
So he wisely took two steps back and said, "Ahem, Captain, Yu Qiu seems to have something to do with me. I'll go over there first. If you need anything, call me anytime."
Before he finished speaking, Mucheng disappeared at the door.
Yan Tianxing calmly withdrew his gaze, but when he glanced at the phone, he couldn't help but pause.
Then, smile.
In the eyes of others, the second company can be regarded as a complete counterattack, but in Mo Shangyun's eyes, there is no awareness that "the second company is not as good as the first company". Since both companies are from the reconnaissance battalion, the second company is worse than the first company. If there are two fewer places, it is a failure to some extent.
I don't know how she will treat people.
*
After Mo Shangjun hung up the phone, he looked at the roster in his hand.
four people.
Lin Qi, Li Liang, Gu Rong, and Xiang Yongming.
Lin Qi and Li Liang are both among the best in terms of overall quality. It is not surprising that Mo Shangjun was selected, but Gu Rong and Xiang Yongming...
Gu Rong's grades in the company are above average, but he is a solid marksman and has solid theoretical knowledge. He was born in the north, his family is a hunter, and he has a very good understanding of wild survival.
The overall strength is not the strongest, but it is understandable that he was selected.
Xiang Yongming, as for Xiang Yongming, is not outstanding in any aspect. He is ranked outside the top ten in the company. However, he is more flexible in mind and can be clever in doing things.
He was selected, and Mo Shangjun could help him think of a good reason, but the thought of having to go through the assessment with him... was a bit unpleasant.
It's so noisy that it must be very noisy.
After staring at these names and thinking for a moment, Mo Shangyun put the roster back and returned to his desk with the mug in hand.
Even if the movement of both hands is inconvenient, at this time, they must be given some appropriate training, firstly to calm their minds, and secondly...to teach them a lesson, don't be complacent.
Mo Shangyun quickly made up this afternoon's training plan by copying and pasting and typing on the keyboard occasionally.
Print it and put the paper on Langyan's desk next to the roster.
Then, leave.
…
I spent a whole day at the base yesterday and couldn't train or make plans. Mo Shangjun read papers and materials for half a day, and watched war movies for half a day. I couldn't stay in the office today and couldn't train. I took a walk around.
also.
Can--
As soon as she arrived downstairs, she saw a group of people gathered around her.
"Deputy Company Mo, we are back!"
"Deputy company commander, how are your injuries? Are you feeling better?"
"Deputy company, have you had breakfast?"
…
Noisy greetings suddenly came from all directions.
Mo Shangyun's right and left arms were restricted. He wanted to touch his ears, but was forcibly suppressed.
She moved her wrist, hooked the fingers of her right hand, and a whistle suddenly appeared in her hand.
Everyone immediately fell silent: "..."
Lang Yan, who was abandoned instantly: "..." The hearts of these little bastards have completely turned towards Mo Shangyun! He needs to reflect on it!
Throwing the whistle to his left hand, Mo Shangyun played with it slowly and lazily said to them: "Come here and tell me."
"I!"
Xiang Yongming raised his hand in a particularly positive manner and stood out among the silent crowd.
Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to come over.
Everyone immediately made way for Xiang Yongming to walk over. Many people among them grabbed his collar, wrists, sleeves, and shoulders and whispered in his ears.
"Remember, be more exciting."
"Speak nicely."
"Show off your glib skills."
Xiang Yongming was held in the arms, with a smile that could not be hidden on his face. He winked at them, saying, "I'll take care of everything, don't worry."
Soon, he stood still in front of Mo Shangyun.
"Vice Company Mo, we—"
"Ten laps."
Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly and interrupted his excited words.
"Huh?" Xiang Yongming looked shocked, and the smile on his face froze.
"Why?"
"what happened?"
"Deputy Company Mo, this..."
People around him were also talking about it, not knowing the reason at all.
"Beep——"
Mo Shangjun blew a whistle abruptly.
The harsh sound immediately suppressed their discussion.
"You..." Mo Shangyun took a step back, scanned them all around, frowned, "Five times."
Running in circles, things happened so fast that they had trouble reacting.
After a while, someone said in confusion, "Deputy Company Mo, what, what's the reason?"
"The quotas are out, there are six in a row, there are four of us," Mo Shangyun curled her lips, but her smile was a little cold. She raised her voice slightly and asked, "Tell yourselves, should you run?"
Everyone: "..."
What does it mean?
Is it a lap celebration?
Or... four are not satisfied, falling behind two in a row?
After everyone thought about it, and then looked at Mo Shangjun's expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, their thoughts changed and they suddenly realized.
The former, it seems, is not possible... ha.
"Run, run, run, you must run!" After a long pause, Xiang Yongming hurriedly responded. But after everyone accepted, he looked at Mo Shangyun and asked, "Deputy Company Mo, then why do I have to run ten laps?
ah?"
Mo Shangjun looked at him sideways, "I'm afraid you'll make a fuss."
Xiang Yongming was a little puzzled, but soon his eyes lit up and he realized, "You mean, am I chosen?"
"..."
Mo Shangyun looked him up and down.
good.
It's really a bit of a brainstorm.
Without answering him, Mo Shangyun waved his whistle and reminded the people gathered around him, "Why don't you run away?"
"Run, run, run!"
"Run now!"
"We're leaving right now!"
…
Everyone nodded hurriedly. They knew her bad nature very well. They felt that if she stayed for a while, she would increase the number of laps she ran, but——
After taking two steps reluctantly, they heard someone couldn't help but stiffen their necks and ask Mo Shangyun: "So, Vice Company Mo, do you still want to hear our stories these past two days?"
They have become much smarter and more capable in the past two days. If they don't talk to Mo Shangyun, they feel very uncomfortable.
Mo Shangjun gave them a funny look, "We'll talk about it at noon."
Meaning, listen.
So, a group of people almost jumped up with joy, shouted collectively, and ran towards the track.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)