Raising his voice suddenly, Li Liang's eyes were bright, he looked at her unyieldingly, and spoke word by word.
Mo Shangjun stared at him.
Young, energetic, intellectual, but with a tough guy side. Such people give their best years to the army, but they have the most fatal weakness.
They have never suffered any setbacks.
Mo Shangyun believed that before she appeared, he had never been punished like this for such a trivial matter.
Although people like this will succumb to certain orders and regulations, they will also dispute them, resist ideologically, and refuse to admit defeat in their bones.
People who have their own ideas are not easily "brainwashed".
As Mo Shangjun saw at this moment, the platoon leader had no choice but to accept the punishment, but he did not agree with her willingly, so his eyes were full of disobedience and resistance.
"It's quite exciting," Mo Shangyun curled his lips, pressed down his general hat, raised his eyebrows and said, "Five more laps, I'll accompany you, is there any problem?"
"Report!"
Li Liang shouted loudly.
His training clothes were soaked with sweat and clung tightly to his body. His chest was heaving and he was breathing rapidly, but he managed not to appear too embarrassed.
"What's the reason for five laps this time?"
Li Liang looked at her steadily, a sharp light bursting out of his bright black eyes.
"No reason, I'm happy." Mo Shangyun shrugged with a very casual attitude.
"Then," Li Liang took a deep breath and said in a strong voice, "can I refuse?!"
"cannot."
Facing his murderous eyes, Mo Shangjun refused lightly.
"Report!" Li Liang's voice was loud.
"explain."
"I have a proposal!"
Mo Shangjun narrowed his eyes, nodded and said, "Continue."
"If you lose, I hope you can take my soldiers and go to the infirmary in person!" Li Liang said with a serious look on his face.
"Did you lose?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows lightly.
"It's up to you!" Li Ming's words confirmed.
Raising his hand, Mo Shangyun snapped his fingers, nodded with a smile, "Okay."
For some reason, Li Liang felt a little creepy when he caught a glimpse of the faint smile on her lips.
Apart from Mo Shangyun and Li Liang, only the soldier who had just finished the penalty run knew about this impromptu game, because he was brought over by Mo Shangyun to be the referee.
and--
After the two started running for nearly a lap, everyone in the training ground basically noticed the situation.
Scattered people, in small groups, came over to watch.
Unaware of the situation, they looked at the figures of the airborne female deputy company and Platoon Leader Li who had just completed 30 laps running on the track, and all of them looked confused.
What made them even more confused was that Mo Shangyun, who was not far behind Li Liang in the second lap, started to exert force in the third lap, increasing at a visible growth rate, like the wind.
When they passed by, they were basically in a state of stunned silence.
"Is it fast?"
One person bumped the arm of the person next to him, his slightly trembling fingers proving his nervousness.
"It should be...soon." The man said thoughtfully.
"Our company can run so fast, right?" The first person to ask the question swallowed subconsciously.
"Yes!" That person should say firmly.
Soon, after the two of them looked at each other, they both lowered their heads in frustration.
have!
How could it not be possible?!
But those are all top-notch ones! The best among a bunch of top-notch people!
I thought that this airborne deputy company commander was just a vase to look at. After all, she did look like a vase, but forget about her resolute skills and domineering and decisive personality in the cafeteria. Now even their men
The physical ability that the soldiers were proud of was half suppressed by this female company commander.
My heart felt like it was being weighed down by a thousand kilograms of stone, and I was so depressed.
after all--
That's a woman!
At this time, Lin Qi, who had been exercising at the training ground, rushed to Mo Shangjun's last lap and ran nearby.
"Hello, Platoon Commander."
"Second row."
"Platoon Leader Lin."
People around him greeted him one after another. Lin Qi glanced at them, and then his eyes fell on Mo Shangyun who was running on the track.
At the beginning of the fifth lap, Mo Shangyun was already leading Li Liang for more than half a lap.
Although Li Liang had run thirty laps and had very little energy left, Mo Shangyun was really fast. He didn't even pant while running, and his breathing was incredibly smooth.
Hearing the comments and exclamations around him, Lin Qi's brows moved slightly, and a flash of disdain flashed through his eyes.
Mo Shangjun's strength is far from mediocre.
This guy who does things based on his mood and environment has never seen her show her true abilities.
Halfway through the last lap, Mo Shangyun slowed down and almost kept a certain distance from Li Liang, but did not give Li Liang a chance to shorten the distance.
"Third Platoon Commander, come on!"
"Platoon Commander Li, come on!"
"Xiao Lizi, come on!"
…
Near the runway, there were bursts of cheering sounds. Several big men gathered together and roared in unison, which was earth-shattering and deafening.
The cheers were completely one-sided. Everyone who shouted was for Li Liang, and Mo Shangyun, who was far ahead, had become their collective target.
Everyone knows that Li Liang has already completed the thirty laps she was punished for before competing with Mo Shangyun. No matter how Mo Shangyun performs on the track, just saying that she made such a competition request is clearly bullying.
People, right?
What is the meaning of this unfair competition?
They are unwilling, they are annoyed, they are angry!
After learning about the situation from Xiao Bing, Mo Shangyun's shameless behavior was completely spurned by the collective!
However——
When everything was a foregone conclusion, no matter how much they shouted and roared on the sidelines, no matter how much they gave Li Liang psychological strength, they still could not change the outcome in the end.
Mo Shangjun, who had a smooth journey, maintained a distance of more than half a circle over Li Liang, and stepped on the finish line as expected.
The moment Mo Shangyun stopped running, he felt countless hostile glances coming towards him.
The eyes filled with anger and dissatisfaction represent a collective emotion. They are resisting the injustice of Mo Shangyun, and they express a resistance to Mo Shangyun's existence.
Those eyes were like thorns coming from all directions.
After closing his eyes, Mo Shangyun took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his chaotic breath after running.
Gradually, the sound of running step by step behind her became more and more clear, each sound carrying stubborn persistence, as if to prove something to her.
The moment the footsteps disappeared, Mo Shangyun turned around and looked behind him.
Li Liang stepped on the finish line, standing upright, his eyes full of stubbornness that refused to admit defeat. He was panting deeply, sweating profusely, his breath was unstable, and he was in a state of embarrassment, but his back was straight and a sense of arrogance held him up.
Get up and stay still.
The next moment, the crowd of people watching came swarming over.
"Xiao Lizi, how are you?"
"Platoon leader, are you okay? Are you okay?"
"Take a walk and rest for a while."
…
They surrounded Li Liang, some were worried, some were concerned, some were helpless, and some were watching.
Lifting the brim of his hat, Mo Shangyun's expression remained unchanged, his steps were slow, and he came to Li Liang amidst many wary eyes.
"You lost."
Word by word, Mo Shangyun enunciates clearly and speaks calmly.
The group of people suddenly became quiet.
"Report!"
A powerful shout rang out from the crowd.
The soldier who was brought to be the referee walked out from Li Liang with his eyes bulging.
"Say." Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly.
"This game is not fair!"
Staring at her angrily, the soldier shouted angrily.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)