The weather is getting colder and the wind is blowing.
Mo Shangjun put on his training uniform and as soon as he opened the dormitory door, cold wind blew in from the door.
The wind with strong chill blew over my face and neck, causing a shiver.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Shangjun straightened his military cap, walked out, and closed the door.
At the same time, Lin Qi, who was sleeping on the upper bunk, was awakened by the slight sound of the door closing. When he opened his eyes, he was confused for a moment and then regained his clarity.
The wake-up whistle has not yet sounded, and it is quiet outside. There is only the street light coming from outside, and the sky is pitch black.
Turning over, Lin Qi raised his left hand wearing the watch and looked at the time.
It's half past four, and it's not yet time to wake up.
After being confused for two seconds, Lin Qi immediately woke up, turned over and sat up from the bed.
What was Mo Shangyun doing out so early?
After thinking about it, all kinds of doubts flashed through my mind, and finally there was only one clear answer left -
train!
*
Ten minutes later.
Neatly dressed Lin Qi arrived at the training ground.
The temperature is very low, the wind is blowing, and the thick fog has just risen, shrouding the huge training ground. The figure running on the 400-meter obstacle is looming in the weak light and thick fog.
Although he couldn't see clearly, Lin Qi could still see clearly the floating figure, which was definitely that of Mo Shangjun.
Training uniforms, military caps, and military boots flashed quickly from the field of vision, and Lin Qi's expression became more solemn at the speed.
The time for the 400-meter obstacle course is one minute and forty seconds, which is already excellent. However, judging from Mo Shangjun's speed, it probably won't even take one minute and thirty seconds.
Damn it!
Lin Qi gritted his teeth.
A dazed person in the thick fog disappeared from sight.
After coming back to his senses, Lin Qi frowned. Just as he was about to look for that figure, he heard a clear voice coming from behind -
"Morning."
Simple two words, relaxed and comfortable.
Lin Qi turned around and saw Mo Shangjun's figure.
She was standing next to the horizontal and parallel bars less than five meters behind her, with a towel draped over her shoulders and a bottle of mineral water in her hand. She just unscrewed it, said hello to Lin Qi, and drank two sips of water.
"Later than you."
Curling her lips, Lin Qi said unhappily.
In the entire company, except for the cooking team, probably no one got up earlier than her.
Hearing her strange voice, Mo Shangyun twisted the cap of the mineral water and threw it directly under the horizontal and parallel bars. Then he threw the towel on the horizontal and parallel bars, turned around and wanted to leave.
"Where are you going?" Lin Qi raised her voice.
"running."
Without turning his head, Mo Shangyun lazily replied, and his figure walked farther and farther in the thick fog until no trace could be seen.
Lin Qi stood there, feeling the fog getting thicker around him, his brows twitching slightly, and then he let out a long breath.
Mo Shangjun did not choose the running track, but chose a nearby mountain cross-country. Lin Qi originally hesitated whether to run with her, but the fog was too thick, and it was not only easy to get lost in the mountains, but also accidents might occur, so he took a step back and chose
Four hundred meter runway.
When running, time always passes very slowly. Lin Qi ran for about forty minutes. When he was exhausted, he did not wait for Mo Shangjun to come back.
Suddenly, there was a strong sense of disparity in my heart.
At half past five, the wake-up whistle sounded.
As the platoon leader, Lin Qi had to leave the runway and lead his platoon soldiers to assemble.
The morning training lasts for one and a half hours. It is not a company training together. The platoons are conducted separately. Occasionally, minor adjustments can be made, but the basic training remains unchanged.
Five kilometers of armed cross-country, five hundred, five 400-meter obstacles, and one exercise on the horizontal and parallel bars.
During this time, the thick fog was dispersing little by little, and the view of the training ground became wider and wider.
However, Lin Qi felt a little uneasy when he was at the training ground.
Because, since Mo Shangjun left the training ground, she has not been seen again.
*
At nine o'clock sharp, Mo Shangjun returned to the dormitory building.
The entire training uniform was mostly soaked with sweat, and the cold wind blew from all directions, making it even more bone-chilling.
Half an hour ago, she went down the mountain, ordered two steamed buns from the canteen, and then went to the doorman to get her luggage.
Not much luggage, just a suitcase and a backpack.
"Deputy Company Mo!"
As soon as she arrived in front of the dormitory building, she saw a soldier running over and saluted her in a standard manner.
Mo Shangyun responded with a military salute.
"Deputy Company Mo, I was sent here by the instructor," the soldier's face turned red from the cold, and he smiled and said to Mo Shangyun, "If you are free, let me take you around the base to familiarize yourself with the environment."
"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Mo Shangjun looked at him.
This soldier was not too old, he seemed to be a year or two younger than her. He had a round face and was obviously very cold. His face and hands were all red.
"Haha." Xiaobing smiled and said quickly, "Not long."
Without revealing it, Mo Shangyun said directly, "Go up first."
"Hey," Xiao Bing responded, then saw the suitcase in Mo Shangyun's hand and immediately reached for it, "I'll help you get it."
The suitcase was full of clothes and wasn't too heavy. After he snatched it away, Mo Shangjun didn't say anything but just led the way.
The soldier was always following behind.
He opened the door with the key. After Mo Shangyun went in, he poured a cup of hot water for the soldier, then took a new training uniform and went to the bathroom to change out of the wet one.
Xiaobing was holding hot water in his hand and standing on the side of the door. Steam was rising from the cup. He looked at the clean and tidy bedroom through a layer of water mist. His eyes were rolling, looking very confused.
.
He had heard about Mo Shangyun's violent outburst when he arrived this morning. He thought she was a strict, rigid, resolute, and difficult female officer to get along with, but he didn't expect——
Very easy-going!
Gee, there’s still hot water to drink!
After scratching his hair, Xiao Bing felt a little confused.
After changing his clothes and coming out, Mo Shangyun didn't wait too long. He didn't even check his luggage and just went out with Xiao Bing.
Perhaps because of the "favor" of the cup of hot water, Xiao Bing was less afraid of Mo Shangyun and more enthusiastic. When he got downstairs, he even talked more and introduced various aspects of the base to Mo Shangyun.
equipment.
This base is either big or small.
The reconnaissance company does not have large equipment, but the small training equipment is very complete. In addition to the open-air training ground, there is also an independent sports building with a swimming pool, fighting field, shooting range, etc., which is very complete.
Xiao Bing introduced them to Mo Shangyun in detail one by one.
but--
After just two-thirds of the tour, the two of them were forcibly stopped wandering around the base.
Mo Shangyun was called to the battalion commander's office.
Xiao Bing was so enthusiastic that he sent Mo Shangjun to the door of the office before leaving.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
After knocking on the door three times with his fingers, Mo Shangjun stopped moving.
"Come in."
A rough and deep voice came from inside the door.
The door was unlocked, so Mo Shangjun unscrewed the door and went in directly.
The battalion commander, who was sitting on a chair next to the desk, was talking on the phone with someone. When Mo Shangjun came in, he only heard him say "ok" a few times and hung up the phone.
During this period, Mo Shangjun looked at him several times.
He has a round face, a very easy-going appearance, and is slightly fat, but there is a unique sense of majesty and solemnity between his eyebrows, which balances that easy-going feeling.
"Mo Shangjun, right?" Before Mo Shangjun could speak, the battalion commander pointed to the chair opposite and said, "Sit down first."
"yes!"
As soon as Mo Shangyun responded to the simple and clear words, he walked to the opposite side of the desk and sat down upright.
Without getting straight to the point, the battalion commander said a few polite words to Mo Shangjun beforehand.
Having met a lot of people with his mentor, Mo Shangjun was also used to the way these people talked, so he followed his words one by one.
Don't talk too much, speak less and make fewer mistakes, answer appropriately, and your impression won't be too good, but it won't be bad either.
After talking for a few minutes, the battalion commander got down to business, "By the way, I have something here and I want to ask for your opinion."
"You said."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
"Our military region plans to select some of the best and conduct an assessment in two months. We have all read your resume. It is very impressive and your military skills are also passing the test, so you are on the list this time." The battalion commander looked at her with a slight expression.
Seriously, "Just asking you, what do you think?"
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)