With a decisive voice, every word fell into Mo Shangyun's ears.
Mo Shangyun paused slightly, and the exploration turned into fun and temptation, staring straight at Yan Tianxing opposite him.
The corners of the eyes and the tips of the eyebrows were gently raised. Although there was a little lazy and idle between the eyebrows, the eyes were very serious, and the deep eyes became increasingly difficult to figure out.
It can be seen that Yan Tianxing did not mean to be perfunctory to her.
After a moment, Mo Shangyun curled her lips slightly, "Congratulations, I convinced me in some way."
Yan Tianxing smiled and asked without surprise: "So, which aspect has not convinced you?"
"Not everyone can join the special forces." Mo Shangyun shrugged, "Not everyone can be a soldier for the rest of their lives."
She can accept any viewpoint as long as it is reasonable.
If Mo Shangyun was limited to two options at the initial discussion, Yan Tianxing would naturally expand the scope as soon as he answered.
Yes, he can only need soldiers who can survive.
Because he is in that position, he also has the opportunity to take practical tasks in the special forces, and he will use his environment to measure the talents he needs.
Combat skills or command ability are just a threshold. No matter which talent the soldiers he leads have, he will not care about, because he only needs to "come back alive".
Of course, this is a standard determined by Yan Tianxing's identity and environment.
But Mo Shangyun had never been exposed to an environment like him. In the reconnaissance battalion, she was exposed to a little more powerful than ordinary soldiers. They were all very ordinary, with only a few people in a company of hundreds of people, and there were only a few people.
Only then can you have the opportunity to join the special forces, and even just have that opportunity.
So what Mo Shangyun considered must be different from Yan Tianxing.
The soldiers she came into contact with were very young, some of whom were three or four years younger than her, and most of them had immature ideas. The military camp was just a life journey for most of them, and some would end in just two years.
So, she hopes that in the army, what she learns is not just military skills, but also how to think about problems and realize what they want. They should be
Those who set their own goals and move forward instead of others giving them a goal, forcing them to rush forward towards that goal.
After all, after leaving the army, no one will set goals for them. Their lives must be planned by themselves, and their lives must be taken care of by themselves.
"You don't need to be responsible for their future." Yan Tianxing understood what she meant, and there was no denial in his calm tone, only a little reminder.
Mo Shangyun said frankly: "I am not responsible for anyone's future."
She just did what she could do, and did not set herself the goals she absolutely wanted to achieve.
In the final analysis, how a person chooses his or her future is their own business.
However, if they can be allowed to think about problems, determine their goals, and know what they want, Mo Shangyun is still happy to help them.
Yan Tianxing curled his lips and said, "Please give you a meal."
"OK."
Mo Shangyun responded happily.
The topic ends naturally.
Because they are in different environments, they all have their own ideas, and this idea cannot be unified in the short term, so they can only express their own views and understand the other party's views, but this cannot change their behavior
and ideas.
Therefore, only for discussion, there is no need to get the final result.
After wasting so much time talking about these problems with Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangyun was really hungry. When he followed Yan Tianxing to the cafeteria to open a small kitchen, he bluntly blackmailed Yan Tianxing.
Three meat, two vegetables and one soup.
Of course, Mo Shangyun had finished the meal just after serving one meat and one vegetable.
"So kind?"
When the soup just prepared by the kitchen squad leader was brought up, Yan Tianxing couldn't help but thrust the corner of his mouth when he saw the empty bowl Mo Shangyun had just put down.
“It’s easy to support.”
Mo Shangyun responded casually and planned to get up and leave.
However, Yan Tianxing raised his hand and pressed Mo Shangyun's shoulder, stopping her from getting up.
Meanwhile, holding the soup bowl in the other hand and put the soup on the table.
"There's something else?"
Mo Shangyun sat back and looked up at Yan Tianxing and asked.
Yan Tianxing pulled her training hat aside, then pushed the big bowl of soup in front of Mo Shangyun, "drink the soup."
When he saw the soup, which was at least one liter, Mo Shangyun's brow twitched, and she was too lazy to pay attention to Yan Tianxing's hat tilting, and said very politely: "I'm full."
“Who ordered it?”
Yan Tianxing put his hand on top of her head with a funny look and rubbed it.
Mo Shangyun reached out and opened his hand, then narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Yan Tianxing for a moment.
After a while, she pointed to the seat on her right and said, "Sit."
Yan Tian and Xing were stunned and sat down.
At this time, Mo Shangyun slowly picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of soup, and took a sip.
Then, put the spoon down.
She turned her head and said seriously to Yan Tianxing: "Drink."
Yan Tian Xingzai looked at her carefully, confirming that she was so shameless that she didn't even feel guilty. She lowered her head and glanced at the soup she made with her own hands.
Finally, Yan Tianxing spit out three words gloomyly, "Get out of here."
“See you goodbye.”
Mo Shangyun stood up with her lips and raised her hands, putting the rain hat attached to the raincoat on her head.
The knock made her calm and composed look, and she didn't even feel nostalgic for getting up. Yan Tianxing's expression became even more gloomy.
"By the way--"
After taking two steps, Mo Shangyun stopped specially, turned around and looked at Yan Tianxing, raised his left hand to straighten the brim of the hat, "The skill is regressing, the soup is too salty."
Yan Tianxing: "..."
*
In the afternoon, it was still five minutes short.
Zhong Tianhao arrived at the training ground in advance.
However, the one who greeted him-
But it surprised him quite.
All the female students were arranged in an orderly manner, and the four assistants, Mo Shangyun and Ji Ruonan, had already arrived in front of the team in advance.
In the drizzle of rain, the group of people stood straight, and there was no slight wavering when the strong wind blew.
Seeing this, Zhong Tianhao looked down at his wristwatch. After confirming that the time was not yet reached, he was not at all happy, but was worried.
In the morning and in the morning, Mo Shangyun and Ji Ruonan did not interfere in his training - this situation was not right. After all, these two people had many conflicts with him yesterday.
Logically speaking, I should have a big fuss with him.
In response to this, he also prepared in advance and prepared to welcome the counterattack of Mo Shangyun and Ji Ruonan.
It seems that the counterattack is coming.
With a gentle frown, Zhong Tianhao walked over with a calm face.
He wanted to see what tricks these two women could do.
When Zhong Tianhao approached, about five meters away from Ji Ruonan and Mo Shangyun, the two seemed to have noticed his approach, and both turned back tacitly.
"Instructor Zhong, I will take away the people from Group B first."
After pausing for a few seconds, when Zhong Tianhao got closer, Mo Shangyun spoke directly.
Suddenly, when Zhong Tianhao heard Mo Shangyun's words, he didn't come back to his senses for a moment. He looked at Mo Shangyun in a little surprised and asked in confusion: "Where are you taking?"
"Didn't Instructor Yan tell you?" Mo Shangyun sighed in surprise and spared no effort to push Yan Tianxing into the fire pit, and then slowly explained, "The training plan has changed in the afternoon, and the students in Group B have special training."
"What special training?" Zhong Tianhao frowned tightly, his tone suddenly became stronger, "I don't know anything!"
Temporary modification of the training plan?
One noon, no notification was in place?
This chief instructor is too unreliable!
"Instructor Yan should have a detailed explanation."
Mo Shangyun was practicing Tai Chi and continued to throw the black pot to Yan Tianxing.
Zhongtian Hao paused and said with a tough tone: "I need to know the detailed training of Group B--"
“Beep—beep—beep—”
Before Zhong Tianhao could finish his words, he was interrupted by the continuous whistle sounded by Mo Shangyun.
The sound was deafening, and Zhong Tianhao was stunned by the sound. After a while, he could barely come back to his senses.
At this time, Mo Shangyun had already walked to the front of the team with a whistle and began to issue a command to allow the students from Group B to gather quickly.
Oh shit!
I deliberately pretended to be deaf and ignored his words!
Unstoppable anger, Zhong Tianhao moved slightly, trying to go around and discuss it with Mo Shangyun face to face, but, just as he took a step, there was a person in front of him, blocking his way.
"Instructor Zhong, Group A's training in the afternoon has also been adjusted. If you want, you can go with me." Ji Ruonan looked at Zhong Tianhao with a smile, "Instructor Mo, she can solve it alone.
, there is no need to worry about you."
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)