The sun sets at dusk, and the sky is filled with sunset.
Mo Shangjun stood under a tree, holding a box of biscuits from Mu Qixuan's desk in her hand. She leaned against the tree trunk, with the brim of her hat slightly raised. She was eating biscuits while looking at the training ground.
Once again I saw the capability of the soldiers brought by Yan Tianxing.
In just a few words, they provoked a conflict between an unlucky guy on their side and the frogmen. After they pushed the unlucky guy out, they pretended to persuade the frogmen to calm down, but they were very careful about how they spoke. It looked like they were trying to persuade them to calm down their anger, but in fact they were not.
It irritates people more and more.
Even the young officer who was training with them couldn't suppress his anger. He took off his hat and threw it to the ground, exploding.
No, in the process of going from upstairs to downstairs, the unlucky guy had already "discussed" with a frogman.
They adopt the most decisive method - fighting.
The unlucky guy's skills were good enough to run rampant in the reconnaissance camp, but according to Mo Shangjun's observations and Mu Cheng's description in the afternoon - this unlucky guy probably wasn't very good at fighting.
On the contrary, the ones sent by the frogmen to compete with him were obviously good at fighting.
At first, the two were evenly matched, but gradually, the difference between their strengths and weaknesses became apparent.
It's one thing to hear this kind of playfulness, but it's another thing to see it with your own eyes.
Mo Shangjun ate the biscuits slowly.
By the time she was almost finished eating, the outcome was obvious.
——Unlucky guy, lost.
Mo Shangjun put another biscuit into his mouth.
After watching the show, Mo Shangyun planned to evacuate, but then he saw Mu Cheng striding towards this side.
He probably wasn't the unlucky one, so he had a great time watching the show. With the memory of a fish, he had already forgotten about being cheated by Mo Shangjun in the afternoon. When he saw Mo Shangjun again, he happily waved hello to her.
.
"Mo——big girl!"
Mo Shangjun raised his hand and pressed his temple.
A little headache.
Mu Cheng came over, grabbed two biscuits, and then asked her with a smile: "Why don't you go and see it?"
Mo Shangyun did not answer him.
She came here to learn from the frogmen, but she didn't want to mix with this group of people, lest it cause any misunderstandings.
Besides, going to the theater is too ostentatious, which is not good.
"You lost." Mo Shangyun glanced at the training ground.
As soon as she finished speaking, the result on the training ground was obvious - the unlucky guy was finally choked, and the frogman breathed a sigh of relief, feeling proud and happy.
"Right."
Mu Cheng hurriedly ordered two more biscuits.
Don't know what brand it is, but it's quite delicious.
Mo Shangjun looked at Mucheng, who had an indifferent expression, strangely. She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. After a pause, she looked at the training ground with confusion.
I saw that except for the unlucky guy who was depressed, his teammates were all very optimistic about the victory. Several of them gave the frogman a thumbs up to express their admiration, and some immorally gathered around the unlucky guy and patted him.
Some people even laughed and looked happy, not caring at all about such a failure.
For a while, Mo Shangjun thought that was a kind of freedom and ease on their part - looking away from everything and not caring about winning or losing at the moment.
She even felt that it was completely unbelievable that a stingy person like Yan Tianxing could bring out such a group of open-minded people.
It was not until later that Mo Shangyun realized that she had made a mistake.
Rather than being open-minded, these people are simply arrogant.
They don't care about winning or losing because they are comparing the weakest with the strongest; they are so free and easy because they don't think that such a win or loss represents the overall strength; even when they praise each other, it is just a kind of pure appreciation for each other.
Recognition is still from a perspective of looking down from above, because fundamentally - they feel that the other person is not on the same level as themselves!
These people are so proud!
"Master Yan is back."
Following Mucheng's voice, Mo Shangyun heard the sound of wheels rolling across the ground.
Looking around, I was surprised to see a jeep driving straight towards the training ground.
"How will he deal with it?" Mo Shangyun asked with great interest.
I have seen Yan Tianxing lead troops, but Mo Shangjun always felt that it was only a small part of him. The real method of leading troops could only be seen in his troops.
This is a good opportunity.
"What are you talking about?" It took Mucheng two seconds to react. "Mr. Yuki has taken care of this matter. No need for Mr. Yan to worry about it. It looks like they are going to gather, so I'll go first."
After saying that, Mu Cheng waved to her and ran towards the training ground.
Mo Shangjun shrugged.
Suddenly something occurred to me, and I looked down and found that there was only one piece of biscuit left in the box.
I was still thinking of leaving two dollars for Yan Tianxing.
With a chuckle, Mo Shangjun leaned against the tree and looked at the jeep.
The car stopped near Peng Yuqiu and others. When the car door opened, a man stepped out.
Mo Shangjun narrowed his eyes.
The color of the sunset has faded a bit, and the afterglow of the setting sun is about to dissipate. Yan Tianxing is standing in the warm red light. The sunlight stretches his shadow very long. His figure is long and straight. As soon as he gets out of the car, his presence is all.
Let him become the focus of everyone smoothly.
Mo Shangjun likes Yan Tianxing to wear combat uniforms, and now, he is wearing that army combat uniform, handsome and wild, with black military boots, slender legs, and the hem of the clothes tucked in, neat and neat, surrounded by a faint light edge,
That back view is so sexy that it makes people's hearts flutter.
His soldiers had calmed down earlier, as if they knew what to do with just one look.
Therefore, Yan Tianxing did not say a word, but just glanced at them, and they were integrated into two rows. They were well-trained and moved neatly, and their tactical actions were not affected by their stubbornness and viciousness.
Seeing their actions, the frogmen fell silent and looked at them warily and defensively.
——Even if they have not had any contact with them, their behavior in the afternoon is enough to make the frogmen question any of their actions.
As for Yan Tianxing, who is the captain, he can bring out a group of such unruly things, can the frogmen not be on guard?
"Operation seven o'clock, disbanded."
Looking at his soldiers casually, Yan Tianxing simply said six words.
These few words included all the preparations they needed to do within this hour.
However, there is no need to elaborate one by one.
"yes!"
Everyone spoke in unison without a word of nonsense.
The next moment, they disbanded on the spot and dispersed.
Mo Shangyun: "..."
Yan Tianxing must have known what happened because of the commotion just now. As a result, just as Mu Cheng said, his men were fighting in private, and he didn't even ask a single question.
Impressed.
Silently, she saw Yan Tianxing walking straight towards her.
She waited for him quietly.
"Come with us tonight." Yan Tianxing said directly as he approached.
"Um?"
Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows inexplicably.
Yan Tianxing did not explain, his eyes swept over the biscuit box in her hand, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, which was enough to confuse all living beings.
"feed me."
Yan Tianxing walked up to her, with a magnetic voice and a deliberately low and gentle tone that made people's ears tingle. (To be continued)