When Mo Shangjun arrived at the camp, Ding Jing was sitting by the stream washing his wounds.
Ren Yu was thrown into the weeds by the stream by her. At first glance, she thought it was Ding Jing who had just killed Ren Yu, but at this moment he was trying to clear away the blood all over his body.
"so late?"
Taking out his hunting knife and cleaning it in the stream, Ding Jing squinted in the direction of Mo Shangjun.
Carrying the rifle on his shoulder, Mo Shangyun walked towards her calmly and asked, "How long has it been since we arrived?"
Holding the handle of the knife, Ding Jing slid the blade in the stream, and then said calmly: "About twenty minutes."
Nodding slightly, Mo Shangyun glanced into the grass and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
"I fell down from exhaustion."
Ding Jing raised his eyebrows, but there was still a bit of disgust in Ding Jing's tone.
A grown man, after just running for such a long distance... actually collapsed from exhaustion.
Mo Shangjun looked at her speechlessly.
They came here non-stop.
According to their previous speed, it would have taken three hours to walk there, but now it was reduced to just over an hour, and they were running all the way on an unconventional road. It was pretty good to be able to run here with all four limbs intact, and the requirements couldn't be too high.
Although, she was a little surprised that Ding Jing could arrive so quickly.
After washing the hunting knife, Ding Jing asked Mo Shangyun, "How is the situation over there?"
Walking over slowly, Mo Shangyun came to Ding Jing, found a stone to sit on, and then said: "Qin Xue really wanted to follow you at first, but later because he couldn't keep up, and there was an instructor who kept watching
She, she just gave up."
Although there was no communication about the plan between Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing, they divided the work and cooperated tacitly.
Ding Jing was responsible for taking Ren Yu away during the turmoil, while Mo Shangyun was observing Qin Xue's actions.
The specific method of action is up to them.
The final destination is the camp - they will meet here.
They didn't even need to mention their destination in advance, because after some analysis, the destination was the most suitable meeting place for them.
For reasons such as arriving late, they might be suspected, they might not be able to find it at another agreed location, and if they continued to wander in the jungle, they might run into an instructor. In fact, they didn't really think about it and chose to arrive at the camp as quickly as possible.
There was a simple and crude reason for gathering at the camp - Qin Xue and others would definitely not be able to arrive within two hours.
Especially when you are chased by the instructor and there is a risk of losing your way.
Originally, according to the normal plan, we would arrive at four o'clock in the afternoon, but after all this trouble, it was great to arrive before dark.
It can be said that they arrived early and took advantage of the "instructor not paying attention", but because of this, the instructor should be more focused on finding trouble for Chai Xinyan, Xiao Qiang and Qin Xue.
During this period, they can move freely.
"Is she staring at me, or at Ren Yu?"
Putting the hunting knife into the scabbard, Ding Jing asked with some confusion.
"I don't know," Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "I guess there are."
She didn't even touch the door of this matter, let alone analyze it.
It is not easy to achieve this level.
Ding Jing thought about it carefully, but her brain was obviously not suitable for activities. After thinking for a while, she simply gave up. So while untying her shoelaces, she said: "While he is still awake, help me pick my feet first."
blisters on."
"I?"
Mo Shangyun asked inexplicably.
Ding Jing asked naturally: "Otherwise?"
"..."
How can you, an errand boy, have the confidence to command her?
Taking advantage of the moment when Mo Shangjun was speechless, Ding Jing had already taken off her military boots. She stretched out her hand to pull off her socks, and then stretched directly towards Mo Shangjun, "Come on, let's fight quickly."
Mo Shangjun resisted the urge to pick up a stone and smash the foot, and said angrily: "Go and wash your feet."
"...Okay, okay."
Ding Jing agreed quickly.
Although Ding Jing is not a very particular person, he has been walking for two days and has sweated a lot. If he wants to hand it to Mo Shangjun to pick up the foam... just wash it.
Ding Jing took advantage of the situation and washed his socks.
Looking at the two white and clean feet that were stretched out in front of her again, Mo Shangjun sighed, thinking that it would be too much to kill them and use them as pig trotters to chew on, and then she took out her hunting knife.
In the past hour or so, Ding Jing probably had a lot of trouble, and both of her feet had blisters, ranging from two to three, and one of the blisters burst immediately. She cleaned her hunting knife, and then used the tip of the knife to
I popped the blisters on Ding's temples one by one, then took out the medical bag from my backpack and found some medicine to apply on it.
She was not given a bandage because it was inconvenient to move, so she ended up putting a few band-aids on Ding Jing.
"There should be nothing going on here in a short time," Mo Shangjun put away the hunting knife and watched Ding Jing put on his shoes and said, "It doesn't matter if you run around barefoot."
Hearing the sound, Ding Jing smiled, then continued to put on his shoes, and said with a smile: "I like to put the word 'just in case' on my forehead as a constant reminder."
"what ever."
Shrugging his shoulders, Mo Shangyun no longer pressed.
While Ding Jing was putting on her shoes, Mo Shangjun also cleaned the wounds on her body.
She is not as random as Ding Jing. Although she is also rushing forward non-stop, she will still go around obstacles when she encounters them. If she cannot go around, she will use a knife or a branch to clear the way. Only occasionally will she be scraped by a branch if she is not paying attention.
They might get scratched by rocks or something, but the problems are very minor. You don’t even need to apply any medicine after cleaning them, just let them scar on their own.
Not long after, Ding Jing, who had put on military boots, walked towards her and said, "I'm here to help you."
"What?"
Turning his head, Mo Shangyun glanced at her doubtfully.
Squatting down, Ding Jing said matter-of-factly: "Pick up the blisters."
Mo Shangyun said calmly: "I'm fine."
Raising his hand and snapping his fingers, Ding Jing squatted half-crouched, resting his elbows on his knees, "If you say you don't have blisters on your feet, I really can't move you."
"..."
It seems like there are really bubbles on my feet.
Ding Jing said clearly: "Come on, I don't dislike you."
"...but I despise you."
"I'm very gentle."
"What you said makes me think that you will take revenge maliciously."
"Am I that kind of person?" Ding Jing asked sadly.
"yes."
Mo Shangyun took the words without hesitation.
Ding Jing: "..." Damn it, you're doing something so heartbreaking?!
In less than three seconds, Ding Jing changed her expression to a cold and arrogant expression. She took out the hunting knife and played with it in her hand, like a superior king, and deliberately sneered: "What do you want to do about this today?"
You have to do it, you have to do it, you have to do it even if you don't want to do it. But a word of advice, before making a decision, you have to ask about the knife in my hand."
At the same time, Ren Ran, who gradually regained consciousness, raised his head in a daze. When Leng Buding heard Ding Jing's words, the figures of Ding Jing and Mo Shangjun appeared in his field of vision. He couldn't help but think -
"Is this the plan, the overlord is going to force his bow?"
Ren Yu couldn't help but feel a sense of voyeuristic excitement, but then he thought about it and wondered if he should continue to pretend to be unconscious, lest they find out about him... Damn it, are you going to kill people and silence them?
Mo Shangjun said with a headache: "Watch less dramas with brain-dead people."
Ding Jing sneered, "I'm reading a book."
Mo Shangyun felt incredible.
What the hell, are you still proud of reading a book?
Is there any difference between reading a book and watching a drama?
Mo Shangjun said: "...Where is that book? I will burn it for you now."
"My former company commander found out and tore it up on the spot." Ding Jing said with great regret.
She took it from the hygienist next door. After it was torn off, she added some money to repay her.
Just thinking about it makes me panic.
Mo Shangyun said sincerely: "Thank you to your company commander for me."
The corners of his mouth twitched, and Ding Jing's eyes became fierce, "Stop talking nonsense, do you want this or not?"
"Here."
Mo Shangjun simply handed over his entire leg.
Ding Jing frowned, "You don't want to wash your feet?"
"You come and wash it." Mo Shangyun said calmly.
"I?"
Mo Shangyun sneered, raised his finger, hooked her chin, and asked word by word: "Otherwise?"
"..."
Startled by her actions, eyes, and tone, Ding Jing felt goosebumps all over his body.
Well, she regretted it...
But here in Mo Shangjun, there is absolutely no regret medicine.
As an errand boy, I even poured out the water for washing my feet, but now when I wash my feet... I just close my eyes.
Sighing, Ding Jing resignedly took off Mo Shangyun's shoes.
At this time, Mo Shangyun glanced back and said coldly: "Does the one pretending to be dead want to continue lying down?"
Ren Yu, who was still huddled in the grass intending to "peep", once he heard Mo Shangjun's name, he immediately no longer dared to "pretend to be dead". He stood up from the ground with a smile, and then limped closer.
He shouted diligently: "Boss, Sister Ding."
Ding Jingjing said without looking up: "Go and tidy yourself up."
"Oh, okay."
Ren Yu nodded confusedly.
He also wanted to tell Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing what he saw last night as soon as possible, but he didn't expect...
Neither of them seemed worried at all.
However, when he squatted down by the river, he suddenly realized why Ding Jing asked him to "clean up" it.
As soon as he reached the top of the stream, Ren Yu was dumbfounded.
There was a hole in the forehead, and the bleeding should have stopped, but the blood flowing out of the hole was stained all over the face. From the forehead down, the blood had solidified, standing together with some dust, dirt, and broken leaves.
The visual stimulation... really shocked him.
"Sister Ding, if you can't wake me up, you don't have to be so cruel, right?" Ren Yu picked up the blood with his hands, wiped the dirt on his face, and complained to Ding Jing with an incredulous look on his face.
Ding Jing, who had taken off Mo Shangjun's shoes and socks, tilted his head to look at him with disdain, "I don't know where I bumped into him. This kind of intelligence basically bids farewell to the special forces."
"I think you're half-assed."
Mo Shangjun spoke sarcastically to the side in a leisurely manner.
Ding Jing: "..."
Seeing Ding Jing being scolded, Ren Yu felt much better, but he almost slipped from the shore into the stream due to this joy.
After stabilizing himself, Ren Rong followed the rules and dealt with his injuries while thinking about where he was hit.
Because he was preoccupied with "how to keep up with Ding Jing", his memory of everything was vague.
Just now, before he squatted down by the stream and looked at his face, he only felt a slight knock on his forehead and had no idea how serious the situation was.
Now that I think about it carefully, Ren Yu has some memories.
It seems that it was hit somewhere, and it happened to be on a broken branch of the tree... It must have been the injury at that time, right?
Thinking of this, Ren Yu couldn't help but sigh, but soon he thought of Ding Jing who had been running in front.
It's strange that he can never catch up with Ding Jing. He tries his best to shorten the distance between them, but he can't even keep pace with Ding Jing.
He glanced at Ding Jing cautiously, and the admiration for Ding Jing in his heart was like a torrential river, and he could not take it back.
Thinking of this, Ren Yu speeded up the treatment of the wound.
*
This way.
Ding Jing took off the sock of Mo Shangjun's left foot and saw the scar on her instep at a glance.
"Damn it, I stabbed it down..." Ding Jing looked carefully and looked at Mo Shangyun in surprise, "Who has such a big hatred against you?"
Mo Shangjun, who had almost forgotten about the scar on his foot, glanced at the instep when he heard the sound, and couldn't help but think of Bai Chuan.
It's been almost nine months since now.
However, many things remain a mystery.
That incident; Bai Chuan and that woman; stabbing her but secretly helping her...
The more I investigate, the more confused I feel.
Previously, she had turned all her hatred against Chen Lu on the shotgun, but then she still felt strange when she thought about it.
What a coincidence?
Just happened to stumble upon a shotgun deal?
Who was it that led them to Yuncheng invisibly?
Is it related to Zhou Yuan?
Is Zhou Yuan still alive now?
There is a mess of information, but not even a clue that can be grasped.
After recovering his thoughts in time, Mo Shangyun glanced at Ding Jing and said calmly: "Enemies." (To be continued)