Ding Jing said that the operation will be carried out tonight according to the previous plan.
Detailed plans cannot be revealed to Mo Shangjun.
This is not an open task, and I am still using an office phone, so it is not appropriate to make it too obvious.
Ding Jing just said that she and Yan Tianxing would act separately. She would go to meet Jing Jiu, while Yan Tianxing would go and meet K.
Ding Jing was with the armed police, Lin Jian and others throughout the entire operation. Yan Tianxing led three team members, a four-person team, and there was also support.
They have made a lot of preparations, and of course there is no shortage of various equipment. Generally speaking, they just want Mo Shangyun not to worry.
After listening to Ding Jing's entire narration, Mo Shangjun paused for a while and could only say: "Pay attention to safety."
be safe.
Safety first.
Apart from words like this, it was difficult for Mo Shangyun to find other words.
She was willing to give up this effort just because she wanted them to come back alive.
"I know." Ding Jing deserves to be left alone.
"Don't mess around." Mo Shangyun couldn't help but warned.
"No way," Ding Jing curled his lips, "I wouldn't feel so comfortable being with them."
After a pause, thinking of Ding Jing's joy and energy when he acted with him, he couldn't help but smile, "It's good to know."
Ding Jing said: "I still want to have another action with you."
"Um."
Mo Shangjun responded.
"They have to prepare for a meeting, so I have to hang up first," Ding Jing said.
"etc."
"Um?"
After a short pause, Mo Shangjun said: "Give me a message to Yan Tianxing."
"What?" Ding Jing asked in confusion.
What words do you bring?
All that needs to be said has been said.
There are some things that I want to wait for him to come back to say.
Mo Shangyun was stunned for a moment.
She just wanted to say a few words to Yan Tianxing, but now she could only let Ding Jing relay it.
After a while, Mo Shangyun said: "...don't forget my Manchu-Han banquet."
"You are a foodie!"
After waiting for a long time, Ding Jing rolled his eyes and complained.
I thought it was rare for Mo Shangjun to say a few warm words on the eve of the war...
Ding Jing asked reluctantly: "Is there anything else to say?"
"Well."
Mo Shangyun hesitated.
However, before she could speak further, she heard Ding Jing say: "Forget it, let's talk about it when we get back, we're busy here."
"Um."
Mo Shangjun exhaled.
Ding Jing hung up the phone, and Mo Shangjun heard the beeping sound and took a long time to put the phone back.
…
It started to rain again last night, and it wasn't intermittent, it rained all day and all night.
Mo Shangjun stayed in the office in the afternoon to process documents.
Since everything was entrusted to him, Mo Shangyun started looking for something to do.
I reviewed past GS9 data, including training and exercises, to compare the gap between the second team and other teams, and then find appropriate measures to make up for it.
She arranged a lot of things for herself, in an orderly manner, no longer impetuous or restless, and dealt with one thing after another, ensuring that she would be confident after completing each thing.
But when it got dark today, Mo Shangjun felt a little uneasy. After dinner, she wandered around the base for a while, and finally went to a convenience store, bought some food and a few bottles of wine, and put on a raincoat.
, stepping on the muddy ground, came to the cooking class and found Squad Leader Zhang.
At that time, squad leader Zhang was cleaning with two cooks. When he saw Mo Shangyun suddenly standing at the door, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "Why are you here?"
Mo Shangjun took off the hat of his raincoat and raised several bottles of beer in his hand.
She tilted her head and asked Squad Leader Zhang, "Would you like to drink?"
Squad leader Zhang didn't react and said: "Today is a working day."
Mo Shangjun shrugged, "GS9 doesn't have so many rules."
After hesitating, Squad Leader Zhang stared at her for a moment and then said: "It's raining too much outside. You go to the cafeteria. I'll be here later."
"oh."
Mo Shangjun responded, turned around and left.
Squad Leader Zhang quickly stopped her, pointed to the door leading from the operation room to the cafeteria, and said, "Go this way."
Pointing downward, Mo Shangyun said: "There is soil under my feet."
Along the way, I often stepped into mud puddles and passed by a vegetable field. My military boots were stained with mud.
"Just drag it for a while." Squad Leader Zhang finished with a fierce expression and urged without pausing for a second, "Hurry up."
"All right."
Knowing that he meant well, Mo Shangyun still nodded.
She glanced at the clean floor of the operating room, gritted her teeth, and stepped on it.
Leave a series of footprints and arrive at the cafeteria.
Squad Leader Zhang, who usually hated having team members wandering around the operation room, and even made people speculate whether he had mysophobia, actually remained silent. After Mo Shangjun entered the cafeteria, he used a mop to remove the series of footprints.
.
If the monitor had this attitude, the cook would naturally have nothing to say.
Moreover, they admired the captain of the second team from the bottom of their hearts.
not easy.
And ability.
When I first joined GS9, I was shouldering the burden of a team. When they mentioned it in private, they would secretly give a thumbs up.
…
I chose a seat in the cafeteria and sat down.
Mo Shangjun placed the eight bottles of beer he brought on the table one by one.
She bought some spicy and braised food in plastic packaging, but she opened the packaging and put it in a plastic bag, just like a snack.
I don’t know if Squad Leader Zhang will prepare peanuts or something.
Soon, Squad Leader Zhang lived up to expectations and walked over from the operation room carrying two plates of side dishes.
One plate of peanuts and one plate of cucumbers.
Mo Shangjun suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "I remember there were sour radishes in the cooking class——"
Monitor Zhang was confused, "I just marinated it, how did you know?"
"..."
I like to go to the cooking class when I have nothing to do. Couldn’t she know? (To be continued)