A deserted silhouette, judging by her body shape, should be that of a woman. She was leaning against a tree, with her arms folded, and a Type 88 sniper rifle hanging on her right shoulder.
Feeling that she was being looked at, the woman turned her head and met her gaze.
The sky was still dark and deep, but with the dim light, Mo Shangjun could see the other party's appearance clearly.
Wearing a helmet, short short hair, with some hair sticking close to the forehead and neck, the facial features are exquisite, very beautiful and highly recognizable, the eyes are narrow and narrow, showing a faint look.
At first glance, it makes people feel very dangerous and mysterious. However, after a closer look, I find that there is no sense of existence. Her aura is drawn inward, and her breath blends with the surrounding environment. It is obvious that she is a very conspicuous person.
Before I noticed it, it was like a ghost.
No mountain, no dew, perfectly concealing the breath.
Based on feeling and observation, this person should be a sniper.
at the same time--
Ye Qianxiao was also examining her.
He was dressed like himself, with a Type 95 rifle on his left shoulder and a kettle tied directly to his waist, exuding a sense of chic and casualness. He held two fish in his right hand, which were disembowelled and disposed of cleanly, using a long, ubiquitous fish.
Wear grass.
She is very young, probably in her early twenties, and she can't tell that she has been through the training ground for a long time. Although her face is covered with military paint, it can be seen that her skin is surprisingly good, giving her a stunning beauty.
.
She was quite calm, and when they looked at each other, he raised his eyebrows at her, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.
This is a sign of friendship.
"yes."
After Mo Shangjun looked it over, he responded calmly.
"Front."
Ye Qianxiao looked away, then loosened his folded hands, stood up straight, and walked towards the bonfire in front of him.
I couldn't help but take another look.
Mo Shangyun found that there were many obstacles in front of her, but she seemed to completely avoid them as she walked by casually.
He raised his eyebrows with interest.
Followed closely.
After a while, both of them arrived at the bonfire.
Yan Tianxing was not there, but there was a young man sitting by the campfire. He was in his mid-twenties, with picturesque features and handsome features. He was not as evil as Yan Tianxing, nor as cold and tough as Mo Shangshuang.
I tend to be the type of elegant and aristocratic son, with a cold and distant temperament, and he doesn't seem to be very easy to get along with.
but--
These two people seemed to know each other.
"Won't it burn?"
Ye Qianxiao stood by the bonfire, folding her hands on her chest, looking at the roast rabbit on top, and asked in a very professional manner.
I don’t know, but I really thought she was a superb cook.
Ruan Yan looked at her extremely coldly. Although it was not obvious, Mo Shangjun noticed with sharp eyes that the corner of his mouth twitched.
It seems... quite speechless.
"Your code name." Ye Qianxiao tilted her head and looked at Mo Shangyun, it was simple and clear.
"……"No.
Mo Shangyun was silent for a moment.
Before she could come up with a so-called codename, Ye Qianxiao said: "King of Guns."
Mo Shangjun then glanced meaningfully at the sniper rifle on her shoulder.
At this time, Ruan Yan also said: "Ace."
Gun king, ace...
Quite domineering.
Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows with interest.
Without directly saying the code name, Mo Shangyun put down his sniper rifle, sat down on a stone nearby, bent his right leg slightly, straightened his left leg, which was long and slender, and casually hung the two fish on it.
"I don't have a code name. I have two titles in the company: Deputy Company Mo in person, and Queen Mo in private," Mo Shangyun said unhurriedly, "You can call me Deputy Company and Queen as you like."
Ye Qianxiao raised her eyebrows slightly, a smile flashed across her eyes, paused for a moment, and then confirmed the title, "Queen."
"……Queen."
Ruan Yan hesitated for a moment and gave his choice.
Called "Deputy Company", it makes them feel that they are in a company and have a sense of restraint.
After they both chose their names, the two of them looked at each other in unison.
From the company?
Being from special forces background, they could not quite understand that the deputy commander of a company would be used in a special forces assessment.
Of course, existence is reasonable.
Neither of them was a gossip, and they did not delve into the matter.
At that time, Mo Shangjun took out his saber and cut two branches from the tree behind him. He skillfully chopped off the miscellaneous branches to expose the middle one, and then skewered both fishes.
The movements were smooth, obviously not done once or twice.
Looking up inadvertently, Mo Shangyun suddenly noticed the flash of admiration in the eyes of the woman codenamed "The Gun King".
He was confused, but Mo Shangyun, who was accustomed to this kind of look, didn't take it seriously.
Pick up two branches, cut off the tips with sabers, and stick them into the soil next to the campfire.
I was about to make a few cuts on the fish to make it more flavorful, when I suddenly heard the person next to me ask: "Can you grill it?"
After a pause, Mo Shangjun looked at him sideways, "What?"
Ruan Yan glanced at Ye Qianxiao meaningfully, and then said: "Confirm."
Mo Shangyun suddenly realized.
"What about that?" Mo Shangyun touched his nose and played with a saber twice in his hand. He said with great sincerity, "My craftsmanship is quite good."
"..."
Ye Qianxiao's mouth twitched slightly and she shrugged indifferently.
Ruan Yan simply hummed.
Both of them were silent. However, Mo Shangjun's bad temper was not a joke.
"How about," Mo Shangjun held the saber handle and swung it around idly, turned his head to look at Ye Qianxiao, pointed at the fish close to Ye Qianxiao, and asked with a smile, "This one,
Are you responsible?"
Ruan Yan spread the salt for a moment.
He raised his eyes and observed Ye Qianxiao's actions.
She raised her eyebrows casually, took off the sniper rifle from her shoulder, and dropped it at her feet.
He took another step forward, looked at Mo Shangyun with a smile, and readily agreed, "Okay."
"..."
Mo Shangjun felt a cold wind blowing towards his face.
For a moment, I felt an ominous premonition.
Soon, she received the sympathetic look from Ruan Yan.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)