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061, extremely bad tempered

Mo Shangyun looked at this group of people.

They had two days of rest, but the training was harder than usual. They probably knew that training again today would be a little different, so they all cheered up and worked hard.

"It seems that you have been suffering for two days," Mo Shangjun said casually, and then asked them with raised eyebrows, "What, can you still hold on?"

"Hold on!"

Hundreds of people shouted in unison.

Mo Shangyun calmly took a step back, a little further away from them, and then asked casually and casually: "Can you hold on... OK, do you still want to win in a row?"

"think!"

There was another shout, deafening.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows slightly, "In that case, I have made a new training plan for you..."

After a pause of words, Mo Shangyun took another step forward, with a faint smile on his face, but his tone became a little more serious, "This time, I won't force you. If you can't persist, you can quit at any time without punishment.

Return to your previous training."

"However, if you can persevere," Mo Shangyun paused, then continued, "It shouldn't be a problem to challenge one at the end of February."

Mo Shangjun spoke in an understatement.

The consequences were briefly mentioned, and these consequences were within their tolerance.

If you persist, you will win.

If you don't persist, there will be no punishment.

Give them absolutely free choice.

It's like putting a broad road in front of them and telling them, look, if you continue along this road, you can become strong and breathe out the humiliation you once suffered. But this road is too difficult and dangerous. You persist.

When you can't go down, just walk towards the nearby path. It's easy and you can return to the starting point and enjoy the stability.

She no longer forces them.

Whether they want to become stronger or not is entirely up to them.

Erlian, who realized this, felt a sense of loss.

This person was also a bitch. When she was driven away, she felt resentful towards her. Now that she was letting them go freely, they felt that something was missing.

"Report!" Li Liang suddenly shouted loudly.

"explain."

"Will you train with us?" Li Liang asked forcefully.

The street lights were on, and his eyes were bright and dark, hiding his stubbornness, but the warm light added a bit of softness and warmth.

Mo Shangjun lazily raised his eyelids and said, "General training, no accompanying."

Isn't it a waste of time to let her follow the general physical training?

Li Liang fell silent.

Mo Shangyun stopped confronting them and stopped suppressing their morale, which made it difficult for people to adapt.

"Zhang Zheng, get out of the queue!" Mo Shangjun shouted casually.

"arrive!"

Zhang Zheng, the platoon leader, took a step forward with a stern look on his face.

Mo Shangjun handed him the folder in his hand, "Follow this training."

"yes!"

Zhang Zheng took it and responded firmly.

Mo Shangjun waved his hand, said, "It's up to you," and then turned around and left.

Just like that... gone.

A group of soldiers looked like idiots, looking at her without scolding or belittling her, and walked away neatly, without any sense of happiness at all.

Are they suffering from Stockholm Syndrome?

The sky was very dark, and Mo Shangjun's figure quickly disappeared into the darkness and disappeared from sight.

*

Dawn breaks, and the morning light fades.

Mo Shangjun stood in the corridor outside the office, looking at the bunch of rotten vegetables and leaves doing morning exercises on the playground.

Morning exercises are all basic physical training, during the day it is professional training plus some physical training, and in the evening it is... professional training for recruits.

Reconnaissance skills, armed penetration, wild survival precautions, use of mechanical equipment, etc.

There is still a lot for new recruits to learn.

Lang Yan planned to study after the next year, but Mo Shangjun brought it forward. Anyway, both physical fitness and knowledge were important. The assessment at the end of February also included an assessment of professional knowledge, so recruits could not hold back.

The sound of footsteps came from the side, approaching from far away.

Mo Shangyun casually retracted his gaze, turned sideways, looked in the direction of the visitor, and met Lang Yan's gaze.

"Morning." Lang Yan came over.

"morning."

"I heard that you didn't take any punitive measures this time." Lang Yan stopped in front of her and asked her with a smile.

"Um."

Mo Shangjun nodded perfunctorily.

Lang Yan asked curiously: "Why?"

He actually wanted Mo Shangjun to be more strict. If he let it go, he was worried that they would sink without motivation and finish the training in a muddled manner.

Mo Shangjun shrugged, not hiding anything, "The training is too intense, and they won't be able to bear the punishment."

Lang Yan was stunned.

In other words, Mo Shangyun never thought about letting them fend for themselves?

After thinking about it, Lang Yan asked again: "What if someone really chooses to quit?"

Mo Shangyun smiled, and looked at him again with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

"After being stimulated by the company, I couldn't even survive the assessment at the end of February..." Mo Shangyun paused slightly, "Are they still considered scouts?"

"..." Lang Yan was speechless for a moment.

If Mo Shangyun hadn't mentioned it, he would have really forgotten how much of a blow training with the First Company had to the Second Company.

As long as those who have some dignity and pride will not die and work hard until the end of February to get the final results, their title of "scout" will be wasted.

Lang Yan felt that Mo Shangyun was really thoughtful.

Mo Shangjun walked to the office.

Lang Yan followed closely, "I still have a question."

"ask."

"In the beginning, you suppressed their self-esteem and stimulated their fighting spirit. Then you cooperated with Yilian and stimulated them. Now you throw out the training plan and enjoy yourself..." Lang Yan stared at her more and more suspiciously, "Isn't it already long ago?

Arranged?"

Mo Shangjun paused in his steps and glanced at him suspiciously, "Captain Lang."

"Why!"

Lang Yan stopped beside her.

As soon as he raised his arm, Mo Shangyun put his elbow on his shoulder, looked at him with a smile, and said in a good voice: "This person, when he should pretend to be confused, he has to pretend, otherwise... he will be easily attacked!"

"..."

Lang Yan was silent for a moment, almost spitting a mouthful of blood in front of her face.

You've been hurting him in a roundabout way, and you didn't realize it until now. It's better not to notice it, otherwise it will appear that your IQ is not up to par.

At that moment, Lang Yan deeply felt that the collective hatred of Mo Shangyun in the Second Company was definitely not without reason.

"It will snow the day after tomorrow," Mo Shangjun moved his elbows, looking in a good mood, "Let's advance the anti-freeze training then."

"..."

Lang Yan looked at her and said nothing.

This woman has a really bad temper.

This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)


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