Although they are not required to participate this time, there are 14 students and too much news has been reported. They need to listen attentively at all times and make choices and record the news.
For ten days, a summary needs to be made every day. Every trainee is an excellent source of soldiers for the Sealand Military Region. Unless there is an accident, his future development in his own army should be very promising.
It's better to go to the top and assess their performance comprehensively, so that no talent can be missed.
Therefore, Yan Tianxing ordered to choose phased elimination. Even though many students could be eliminated a few days ago, he still let them stay and waste food, in order to let the people above know that they would not miss any talents, and they would not miss any talents.
Give them opportunities in various ways to tap their potential.
Yan Tianxing is only responsible for making decisions. In the end, they are the ones who suffer. He always keeps an eye on the students' results and performance and conducts integrated analysis.
Logically speaking, Yan Tianxing doesn't care about the students in the first stage. At most, he will look at their summaries. But since he saw Mo Shangjun's notes, he will pay attention to the students' results and performance from time to time. For them,
The instructor's requirements have naturally increased.
At the moment, Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng were almost going crazy with their work, but Xiao Chuyun stood aside with his arms folded, calmly watching their work.
Xiao Chuyun arrived a day early because Mu Cheng had to take over his shift tomorrow, just to get a general idea of the situation.
At ten o'clock sharp, the noise from the headset finally stopped, and Mucheng put down the pen in his hand.
"Is there any situation about Mo Shangjun's group?" Peng Yuqiu threw away the pen and leaned back on the chair behind him. He asked Mucheng and raised his hand to pinch his eyebrows.
"No." Mucheng shook his head.
Hearing the sound, Peng Yuqiu moved his brows and looked at Mu Cheng with a rather strange expression. He frowned and asked, "Have you ever heard the name of anyone in their group?"
"No." Mu Cheng said resolutely, with a firm look on his face.
He also wanted to know why Mo Shangyun was in a group with Xin Shuang, so he paid special attention to the name of this group, but more than two hours had passed and he had never heard the name of anyone in Mo Shangyun's group.
It seems to have disappeared again.
Peng Yuqiu was stunned for a moment, thinking deeply for no reason.
However, before I could figure out the reason, the headset gave another detailed report.
Peng Yuqiu sighed, moved his sore fingers, and continued to record.
In more than two hours, one-third of the students have "sacrificed." It should be a little easier in the afternoon. Then I will ask about the situation of Mo Shangjun's group.
With this in mind, the two of them continued working.
…
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
Peng Yuqiu and Mudu have passed each other with each passing day. In the boring sum of information, they have long forgotten the group of Mo Shangyun and Xin Shuang.
Still no one reported the news about Mo Shangjun's group. The most likely possibility is that they did not attack or were attacked by others.
In the jungle.
The weather was hazy and cloudy, but it never rained.
Having not eaten in the morning, Mo Shangjun led Xin Shuang and others and spent two hours catching two tender and plump fish and a pheasant in the jungle. They chose a high ground that was easy to defend and difficult to attack and set up a bonfire.
Mo Shangjun was in charge of cooking, and the others were in charge of defense, and the plan to fill their stomachs was carried out smoothly.
The smoke from the burning bonfire was very obvious, but within half an hour, Xin Shuang and his three gunshots rang out three times. These three times, the groups that wanted to attack were suppressed by bullets, and they were not captured for a long time.
Mo Shangyun leaned on a big stone behind his back and slowly added firewood to the bonfire in front of him. He occasionally turned over the roasted chicken and fish in front of him. Sometimes he didn't control it well and the roasting was a little burnt, but it did not affect the delicious aroma.
Spread in the air.
Mo Shangyun yawned lazily.
With her right leg bent, Mo Shangyun put one hand on her knee and held a Type 95 automatic rifle in the other hand. She raised her eyes and scanned the outside. There were trees, weeds, and gravel. Look.
A little tired of it.
After waiting for a moment, Mo Shangyun picked up three branches with food in one hand, then stood up, glanced at the almost burnt bonfire, stepped on it with her military boots, kicked some dirt on it, and easily removed it.
extinguished.
The traces of the bonfire are so obvious anyway, so I don’t care about hiding the traces of the bonfire.
So be it.
She took two steps forward, hung the rifle on her left shoulder, then bent her left index finger, handed it to her lips, and whistled.
The clear sound, in this silent jungle, was obviously a code.
The three people hiding in the dark left quietly, following the route arranged by Mo Shangjun in advance.
Mo Shangyun left the place.
ten minutes later.
Mo Shangjun, Xin Shuang, and the two younger brothers sat together, sharing the baked food in their hands.
The two fish were divided between the two younger brothers, plus a chicken leg and a wing for each of them. The remaining roast chicken was divided into two halves, which were shared between Mo Shangjun and Xin Shuang.
"Mo Shangyun, your craftsmanship is so good."
"Better than our cooking class."
The two gray-faced boys raised their thumbs in unison and praised Mo Shangyun.
At the same time, he secretly winked at Xin Shuang.
Xin Shuang received their hint, looked at Mo Shangyun hesitantly, and said bravely, "It's really delicious."
He's not good at saying anything against his will.
Mo Shangjun glanced at the roast chicken in his hand, but he hadn't even taken a bite yet.
The two younger brothers looked at him silently, feeling that the awkward atmosphere had spread to the bones.
Xin Shuang, who was subconsciously nervous as soon as he stayed with Mo Shangyun, lowered his head and took a bite of roast chicken without realizing this small mistake.
They hadn't eaten anything all day and were very hungry. Now that they could eat roasted food and it tasted pretty good, the three of them started gobbling it up.
Mo Shangjun ate quietly.
The sitting posture is the same as theirs, and the whole body is elegant and elegant. He doesn't eat in small bites. He bites into the roasted chicken in one bite, which is very heroic. However, even if his movements are down-to-earth, he is not at all embarrassed and eager like them. He moves his hands and feet.
With a bit of elegance, you can tell from a glance that he is a well-educated person.
Xin Shuang lowered his head to eat the roast chicken, but he couldn't stop glancing in the direction of Mo Shangjun from the corner of his eye. Mo Shangjun's every move, even a slight frown, made him feel amazing, and he couldn't look away for a while.
.
At the same time, a strong sense of guilt also emerged due to all the past events.
He didn't participate much in the topic, but his partiality was absolute. He also looked down on the female officer Mo Shangjun who was the leader of the male soldiers from the bottom of his heart. He even suspected that people like Mo Shangjun became the deputy company of the reconnaissance battalion because of their connections.
long.
After all, it is also true that Mo Shangyun did not show much strength.
But now...
"I apply to withdraw from the group."
After finishing the roast chicken, Mo Shangyun threw the bones into the hole he had dug in advance and uttered a few words lightly.
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