Rest for half an hour, take action after an hour, and ensure the task is completed within ten minutes."
Mo Shangjun's tone was too bland, and he used the tone of describing facts rather than mobilizing before the war.
So, it fell into the ears of Duan Zimu, Yu Yitong and Tang Shi. They almost believed that Mo Shangyun really planned this, and in Mo Shangyun's view, things would definitely develop according to what she said.
.
In the past half month, it has been like this almost every time.
When Mo Shangjun spoke in this tone, it proved that she really didn't take the challenge at hand to heart.
In fact, nothing ever went beyond her expectations, and it usually developed as she thought.
This is not arrogance or pride, nor is it overconfidence or blindness to oneself.
But after careful consideration, Mo Shangjun was convinced that things would go as she wanted - this was based on her trust in the overall strength of the entire class.
"Okay." Duan Zimu nodded.
Tang Shi said: "Yes!"
Yu Yitong shrugged and said he had no objection.
It’s been half a month, and everyone is used to their own style of doing things, so there’s no need to talk about what’s good and what’s not.
The three of them casually disguised themselves, fell into the bushes, and closed their eyes to sleep without any sense of urgency, just like going out for an outing in the wild. However, the environment was somewhat cruel - there were so many mosquitoes in summer that it was difficult to guard against them.
Thanks to their long-sleeved, long-trousers, military boots, and gloves on their hands, very little skin was exposed. Even the camouflage smeared on their faces was said to have an insect-proof effect.
This feeling is much better than a simple ambush.
Mo Shangyun was not idle. While they were resting, he walked around and helped Yan Gui check the nearby terrain.
To be honest, in terms of terrain, there is nothing challenging.
Very ordinary high ground, very ordinary defense, and there are many ways and means of attack. The enemy seems to have installed booby traps or mines on several routes, but at the beginning, Mo Shangjun did not want to attack from such an obvious place.
, so those ambushes are just decorations and have no practical effect.
Judging from the number of people in 907, the remaining students should be about the same as those in GS9. In other words, there are not many people guarding them. At most, two people are divided into a group, and there will not be too many people gathering.
together.
After a rough observation, Mo Shangyun contacted Yan Gui and asked him to go back first and then gather together to discuss the battle plan.
But as soon as she finished speaking, she heard some slight movement.
Ordinary people would regard this noise as a normal noise in the jungle, or an auditory hallucination, and would not take it to heart at all. But when it comes to professional soldiers, the situation is different.
Mo Shangyun, who was hiding in the bushes, listened carefully. He touched his right hand near his military boots and pulled out a gun, ready to fight at any time.
After an unknown amount of time, she heard a very clear sound.
Footsteps.
Very slow footsteps.
Accompanied by the abnormal noises made by the branches and leaves, it was clearly driven by external force - this was something that the wind could not create.
What's more obvious is that the sound of military boots stepping on dead branches can be heard from time to time and cannot be ignored.
The night in this jungle was eerily quiet. He might have been very careful when moving at this level, but this person was too eager and exposed too many flaws.
The other party was approaching in the direction of Mo Shangjun.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, not hiding his expectations at this moment.
Yan Gui is on the other side of the hillside and cannot appear here.
Duan Zimu and the three of them are all resting. If they have the idea of taking action, they will tell her in advance and will not make their own decisions without saying hello.
In other words, everyone who appears next to her now is, without exception, her enemy.
"I didn't act without permission." He said suddenly and suddenly as he approached the man, "These turtles should be here. I'm just going to investigate and I'll be back soon."
The speaker was a man - of course, this could be confirmed by the heavy sound of his footsteps.
Moreover, this voice... Mo Shangyun still felt vaguely familiar.
The person who spoke had a rough voice and probably had a hot temper. His speaking volume may have seemed to him to be very controlled, but as he was getting closer to Mo Shangyun, Mo Shangyun sounded without any hindrance.
Tsk.
With this kind of temper and style, Yan Tianxing should have been tortured a hundred and eighty times. After suffering the consequences, he was tortured to the point of doubting his life, and he had to curb all his bad habits.
Many students with hot tempers, under Yan Tianxing's "training" in the past few months, have almost become pure-hearted Bodhisattvas who have no temper even after being tortured and abused in various ways.
Mo Shangyun moved his wrist, tightened his grip on the saber, and then continued to wait calmly.
The man approaching seemed to have been criticized by the person who contacted him, and he was obviously very unhappy in his muttering voice.
After the call ended, he suddenly changed direction and walked in another direction, probably intending to go back.
Mo Shangyun chuckled lightly.
The prey is already here, no matter what, there is no reason to let it go.
She moved her steps and approached him quietly.
A minute later, a figure appeared in the field of vision, and Mo Shangyun almost didn't hesitate at all, holding the knife in hand.
The saber flew through the air, stirring up a gust of cold wind. The murderous intent was hidden in the night, and unknowingly merged into the cold blade, calmly restraining the murderous intent.
When facing prey, it can't stir up trouble.
The opponent was alert and agile and reacted immediately when the saber approached him, and he quickly counterattacked.
They all had guns, but they were useless in close combat, so he could only fight hard, but Mo Shangyun was not merciful when he attacked. When he narrowly avoided it, he slashed his arm with a backhand knife.
A cut.
Until now, Mo Shangyun has never seen anyone in the army who is more capable of fighting than her - especially one-on-one.
Effortless.
After a few rounds, the strong man was pinned to the ground by Mo Shangyun, and a cold saber was pressed against his throat, declaring the failure of his battle in the most direct way. (Unfinished)