350, Mo Shangyun is waiting for you at the training ground
"You are so capable, can you help us treat Ji Zhou?"
Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows.
Okay, here comes the point.
Facing Mu Cheng's expectant and sincere eyes, Mo Shangjun calmly patted his shoulder.
"Brother Mu," Mo Shangjun looked up at him solemnly, and then asked her with a puzzled expression, "Do you have any misunderstanding about me? Do you think I will help you?"
Mu Cheng was startled and felt that his heart was going to be broken.
He looked at her tenderly, "I believe that this world is beautiful, and you, my sister Mo, are the beacon that leads the world to beauty...ah!"
Mo Shangjun, who almost vomited, punched him in the abdomen without changing his expression.
Mu Cheng, who was caught off guard and was hit, screamed suddenly and then bounced away with a swipe.
Not bothering to pay attention to him, Mo Shangyun clapped his hands and walked straight towards the cooking class.
Mu Cheng cried and held his belly, thinking of the task assigned by Master Yan, and limped to follow her. However, maybe because he was used to the tortured days, Mu Cheng did not forget his purpose.
Just mention a few words about the land.
Mo Shangjun was so annoyed by him that after speeding up his pace, his speed was reduced by one-third.
The two of them came outside the cooking team operating room.
There was a cook standing guard at the door. When he saw that both of them had three stars, he saluted them neatly and said hello at the same time.
Mu Cheng directly explained the purpose of his visit - Yan Tianxing asked the cooking team to leave a portion of food to keep it warm, so the cooks on guard would naturally know about it.
Sure enough, as soon as Mucheng finished speaking, the cook understood and responded, leading the two of them directly into the operating room.
The young cook took out the food prepared for Mo Shangyun from the steamer and placed it on the stone table in the yard outside. The rim of the bowl was warm.
Mu Cheng lamented Yan Ye's partiality, but at the same time, he did not forget to continue to persuade Mo Shangjun.
Listening to Mu Cheng's murmuring, the cook was a little confused, but Mo Shangyun rubbed his ears, glanced around, and turned his attention to the cook.
"I want to ask you something." She waved to the cook.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she interrupted Mu Cheng's narration.
The cook took a few steps closer in confusion.
"I heard that a female soldier named Ye Qianxiao once stayed here. Do you know?" Mo Shangjun asked.
"I know, I know." Upon hearing the name, the cook nodded hastily, "She is the glory of our cooking class. Although I have never seen her, I heard them say it as soon as I got off the army."
"when did you come?"
"last year."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows to show his understanding.
No wonder.
But yes, there are many soldiers in the iron-clad military camp, not to mention the two-year conscripts. Even non-compulsory soldiers often get transferred. It should have been three or four years since Ye Qianxiao was transferred.
Qian Xiao's group of soldiers probably didn't have much left.
"Basically all the veterans of the class she was in are gone, but there is still one squad leader Yan. If you want to know, I can go find him." At this point, he suddenly heard footsteps, and the cook looked up.
His expression suddenly brightened, and he greeted the visitor, "Squad Leader Yan, this officer wants to know about Ye Qianxiao."
Mo Shangjun and Mucheng looked in the direction he pointed.
A young man wearing training clothes, wearing rain boots and carrying a hoe strode towards this side.
Judging from his age, he is only a year or two older than Mo Shangyun.
Squad Leader Yan heard the sound, looked over, noticed the military ranks of the two men, put his hoe in the corner, and walked over to say hello.
The topic was avoided, and Mucheng was very sad. He was not in the mood to talk to him, so he had to deal with it perfunctorily.
"You guys are asking about Ye Qianxiao."
Mentioning this name, Monitor Yan's face was full of smiles.
"...Hmm." Mo Shangyun nodded.
She was more willing to listen to Ye Qianxiao's gossip than listen to Mu Cheng's talk.
Moreover, a sniper who graduated from the cooking class and later became the captain of the female special forces team at a young age... is much more interesting than Mucheng's thing.
Squad Leader Yan is a very cheerful person, without the slightest air of a squad leader. After Mo Shangjun greeted him, he sat down on the stone bench opposite and happily told Mo Shangjun about Ye Qianxiao.
Ye Qianxiao didn't stay in the cooking class for a long time. Squad Leader Yan's description was a bit exaggerated, but it was still okay to listen.
Mo Shangyun listened silently. When he was about to finish his meal, something suddenly occurred to him and he suddenly asked: "Are there any female soldiers in your cooking class?"
She had eaten in the cafeteria several times, but in her memory, she didn't seem to see a female cook.
"No more," squad leader Yan waved his hand and said, "Last year, as soon as the canteen next door was repaired, it was separated and a new cooking class was established. Moreover, it is not good for male and female soldiers to be in the same class."
"oh."
Mo Shangjun nodded to express his understanding.
"Speaking of which, after Ye Qianxiao and the others walked out of the cooking class, the next year, another female cook walked out of our place. No, she is still in the women's team next door."
"Oh?" Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows with interest.
Seeing that she was interested, Squad Leader Yan completely ignored the angrily depressed Mu Cheng and continued: "Her name is Chen Shuhao. She is a very diligent female soldier. She was very unhappy when she was assigned to the cooking class. Later she heard that
There was an example of someone who went directly from the cooking class to become an amphibious scout. After that, she devoted all her rest time to training, and she was actually selected. Later, she seemed to want to follow Ye Qianxiao's footsteps and join the special forces, and she was continuously selected.
She was eliminated after two selections. Yesterday was the third time and she probably failed again. When I first went to hoe the fields, I saw her hiding in the cornfield crying."
Thinking that he had eliminated many people last night, Mo Shangyun touched his nose and continued to eat with a guilty conscience.
After that, Squad Leader Yan talked about some random things, and he still had some unfinished thoughts, but when a cook came to see him with something to do, he had no choice but to leave reluctantly.
Mo Shangjun couldn't help but smile when he thought that the food cooked by such a lively person tasted delicious.
"Mo Mo..."
As soon as Squad Leader Yan left, Mu Cheng came up to him.
The smile on Mo Shangjun's lips gradually faded, and then he gave him a cold look.
Sensing the killing intent, Mucheng immediately shut his mouth and raised his hand in a zipper gesture.
The ears are clean.
"Let's clean it up first." Mo Shangyun glanced at the dishes and chopsticks on the table.
Thanks to his cleverness, Mu Cheng rolled his eyes and immediately said with a smile: "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly cleared away the dishes on the table, turned around and entered the operation room.
He washed the dishes and put them away before running out.
However, when he came out, Mo Shangjun was nowhere to be seen.
"Where are the people?" Mucheng asked the cook on guard with wide eyes.
The cook straightened his back and answered solemnly: "Sir Mo said that if you want to find her, go to the training ground." (To be continued)