Mo Shangjun's half-threat and half-warning words caused the crowd standing in front of her to disperse immediately.
Even Xiang Yongming, whose face had grown rapidly in recent days, had no choice but to bow down in front of Mo Shangyun, bowed to her like a gourd, and then flew away like a fly.
Mo Shangjunergen felt at peace and continued to eat his breakfast.
but--
When he saw the half-eaten breakfast, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but pause and frowned inadvertently.
I should have taken a photo in advance to show to Yan Tianxing.
After finally having a serious breakfast, I didn't even have a chance to show it to Yan Tianxing, so it was just wasted.
Mo Shangjun felt a little regretful and hastily finished off the remaining breakfast items on Table Mountain.
After eating, Mo Shangjun wanted to go around the third company and see the preparations for the basketball game, but as soon as he passed by the second company's dormitory, he was called over by the instructor.
"Deputy Company Mo." The instructor waved to her from afar.
"Um?"
Mo Shangyun tilted his head and walked straight towards the instructor.
"Go and see how the dormitory used for filming the show is being prepared," the instructor said. "They are coming tomorrow. We have to do everything we need to do and there is no room for error. Also, if you have time,
, go through all the processes by the way.”
At this point, the instructor was afraid that Mo Shangyun would find it troublesome. After thinking about it, he praised him with words that could win people over: "You are careful in your work, I believe in you."
Mo Shangjunpi smiled and nodded, "Okay."
Waving his hand, the instructor ran away in an instant.
Mo Shangyun's brows twitched fiercely, but he still fulfilled his duty and honestly followed the instructor's instructions and went through all the matters involved in the filming process of their program.
By the time she finished her work, it was already past nine o'clock.
There are three games in total, held at 9 a.m., 3 p.m., and 7 p.m. Among them, the first game consists of two consecutive PKs and three consecutive PKs, the second game consists of one consecutive PKs and three consecutive PKs, and the third game consists of one consecutive PKs.
Second company. In these three games, as long as one company wins two games, it is a victory. If all three companies win one, then... we will talk about it later. Anyway, there is no such record so far.
As soon as Mo Shangjun walked out of the dormitory building, he heard the lively noise coming from the Sanlian basketball court next door.
Her mind wandered slightly, wondering if the infantry battalion cheering for the second company had arrived.
"Deputy Company Commander Mo! Deputy Company Commander Mo!"
After walking a few steps, I heard a somewhat unfamiliar shout.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and saw at first sight a one-bar three-star running towards him, and at the second sight he saw a large team coming from the corner behind him.
Mo Shangyun paused subconsciously.
In the blink of an eye, a young man with three stars ran over.
Mo Shangjun took a closer look and recognized this person as the company commander of the infantry battalion, whose surname was Wu.
"Deputy Company Commander Mo, I'm sorry, I was delayed for a while on the road and I just arrived now." As soon as Company Commander Wu approached, he explained to Mo Shangyun a little guiltily.
"Company Commander Wu." Mo Shangyun tilted his head, glanced behind him, and asked in surprise, "How many people did you bring here?"
Glancing back, Captain Wu smiled at her and said, "About five hundred, everyone who can come is here."
Mo Shangyun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that everyone from their camp would be brought here. After thinking about it, he said, "Thank you."
"No, no, no," Captain Wu waved his hand and said hurriedly, "We have heard about what happened yesterday, it should be, it should be."
Mo Shangjun had visited their infantry camp before and had met their battalion commander a few times. They were both familiar with each other. Yesterday afternoon, Mo Shangjun made a special trip to the infantry camp to chat with their battalion commander.
, saying that as long as their battalion came to help out as a cheerleading team to cheer up the second company, she would help make suggestions and ask the superior leaders to approve a batch of equipment that their infantry battalion urgently needed.
No, last night the battalion commander went to the brigade commander as Mo Shangyun said, and he actually approved this batch of equipment.
Now being a cheerleader is not a piece of cake, is it?
All the infantrymen who learned about this incident immediately dropped what they were doing and rushed over to cheer for Mo Shangyun's second company.
"Is the matter settled?" Mo Shangjun asked with a smile.
"It's done!" Company Commander Wu nodded immediately, "Thank you, Deputy Company Commander Mo, for your guidance."
"You're welcome," Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows slightly, then smiled, "Come with me."
"OK."
Company Commander Wu responded.
He came back to his senses, asked a platoon leader to lead the team, organized the team, and showed the best momentum. He must not let the more than 200 people from the two companies of the reconnaissance battalion suppress the momentum of more than 500 people.
After the soldiers stood in line with great courage, he nodded with satisfaction and led them to follow Mo Shangyun's team.
Mo Shangjun took the first step and met Lang Yan who was walking back with a sad face on the way.
"Captain Lang."
Mo Shangjun called him to stop.
"Deputy Company Mo?"
The dejected Lang Yan raised his head and looked at Mo Shangyun with some confusion.
"What's wrong?" Mo Shangjun walked over slowly and asked.
"The momentum has been completely crushed, I can't stand it any longer." Lang Yan held his forehead in grief.
The first company and the third company were so shameless. The two companies colluded and cheered extremely hard under the leadership of the female platoon leader. They divided a group of people from the second company to handle the filming of tomorrow's program, leaving dozens of people behind.
All the numbered people were overwhelmed by the momentum. They were suppressed as soon as they shouted out a sentence. It can make people extremely angry.
"How was the game?"
"Three companies are ten points ahead of us." Lang Yan said helplessly.
Mo Shangjun nodded slightly.
"By the way, didn't you say you wanted to set up a camp?"
Suddenly thinking of such a thing, Lang Yan looked at Mo Shangyun thoughtfully, with hope in his eyes.
"What's behind?"
Mo Shangjun raised his finger and pointed behind him.
"Really or not?" Lang Yan was surprised and muttered in disbelief, "Where is the battalion at your disposal..."
Before finishing the sentence, Lang Yan almost choked himself.
——At the corner behind Mo Shangjun, a huge team came in a mighty manner. Everyone held their heads high and looked straight ahead. The sound of their feet kicking the ground was uniform, one, two, one, two, one, two. That scene.
It's extremely shocking.
At first glance, there were about five hundred people.
However, the entire reconnaissance camp only has more than 300 people, so it is indeed difficult for Lang Yan to see such a spectacular scene.
Soon, the phalanx team came up behind Mo Shangyun with neat steps.
As for the leader, a familiar company commander, he walked over generously and greeted Lang Yan: "Company Commander Lang!"
Captain Wu gave Lang Yan a military salute with an extremely upright posture.
Lang Yan was startled and subconsciously returned the salute, then stretched out his hand to Captain Wu, "Hello, Captain Wu."
"Hello, hello." Captain Wu shook hands with him and then said, "We are here to help you become a cheerleading team."
Lang Yan opened his eyes slightly and managed to keep calm. He glanced at Mo Shangjun thoughtfully, and then politely thanked Captain Wu.
By the time the two of them finished their greetings, Mo Shangjun had already led the infantry battalion some distance away.
Lang Yan and Captain Wu quickly followed.
Along the way, three company commanders and more than 500 people walked majestically in the direction of the third company. Passers-by would definitely have thought that these individuals were coming if they hadn't seen Lang Yan and Mo Shangjun from the second company.
Ruining things.
Not long after, more than 500 people arrived at the basketball court of Sanlian.
at the same time--
After the halftime break, the players returned to the court to start the game, and it was time for the cheerleaders to start competing.
After a round of competition, the soldiers of the second company shouted half hoarse and their momentum was greatly reduced. However, the teams of the first and third companies on the opposite side were full of energy. Under the leadership of Lou Xilu, their energy became more and more vigorous.
"Continuously cheering" can literally shake up the entire stadium.
As soon as Mo Shangjun and others arrived, their ears hurt from their roars.
However, with so many people arriving together, it was almost natural that they gradually attracted the attention of the stadium cheerleaders. Even the players who were playing almost had their eyes popped out when they noticed so many people.
I wipe it!
Vice Company Mo is going to defy heaven again!
For about thirty seconds, except for the players who were playing, everyone else stared blankly. Even the soldiers of the first and third companies, including Lou Xilu, stopped shouting and looked at Mo in a daze.
Shangjun and the group of people behind her.
Damn it, where did Mo Shangjun get so many people?!
Soon, the cheerleading team gradually began to become commotion.
"Who are those people?"
"I don't know, everyone looks strange to me."
"If I remember correctly, they should be from the infantry battalion. I acted with them during the last exercise. I remember their first company commander. He was the one next to Deputy Company Mo and Company Commander Lang."
"Come on, why did Vice Company Mo call the people from this battalion over?!"
"It's so amazing. With this posture, the entire battalion is probably here."
…
Mo Shangjun glanced around, then waved his hand and issued an order to the group of infantrymen behind him, "Encircle the stadium."
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)