With a sharing mentality, Mo Shangyun fed Yan Tianxing half of the supper. By the time they both finished eating, it was already half past nine in the evening.
One after another, students ran back to the camp.
Mo Shangjun packed up the trash, said goodbye to Yan Tianxing, and went to the dormitory.
After arriving at the dormitory, Mo Shangjun understood what Su Bei meant by "see you later" when he left.
Although there was an empty dormitory, they did not spare a room specifically for Su Bei. Instead, they temporarily added a folding bed in their dormitory, right next to Mo Shangjun's bed.
The bed was not made yet, and the backpack was thrown on it. It looked like the luggage was just left behind and not packed.
Mo Shangjun looked away after one glance, took a new set of clothes and went to take a shower.
Ladies first, from 9:30 to 10:00, it is the time for female soldiers to take a shower.
However, due to the physical problems of female soldiers, the last batch of female soldiers to arrive usually only have a few minutes to take a shower.
When it was nearly ten o'clock, Mo Shangyun came back with the washed clothes. As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard movement inside - Chen Yuning and Su Bei were chatting.
To be precise, we are discussing the problem.
Both of them were snipers and had many topics to talk about. When Mo Shangjun entered, they were talking about some shooting techniques in unstable environments.
After seeing Mo Shangyun come in, the two of them greeted her naturally, and the topic of discussion did not avoid her.
Mo Shangjun nodded to them both and took the clothes to dry.
When she came back, the two of them had changed the topic.
"How about it? Can you come and give them a lesson?" Chen Yuning asked Su Bei, "There happens to be shooting training tomorrow."
"Okay."
Su Bei agreed without hesitation, without any hesitation.
She also wanted to meet the female frogmen of the South China Sea Fleet.
At this time, Chen Yuning, who noticed Mo Shangyun coming in, suddenly turned his head and asked Mo Shangyun: "Are you going to train tomorrow?"
"Um."
After thinking for a moment, Mo Shangjun responded.
In her opinion, there is no difference between leading troops and training.
Chen Yuning just asked casually, and when Mo Shangjun gave the answer, he didn't think much about it.
This topic is over.
Su Bei was relatively easy to get along with, at least he had a good temper, and he didn't get into a tense situation with Mo Shangyun like You Nianyu did.
Occasionally, Su Bei would ask a few questions, and Mo Shangjun would respond a few times, without causing any conflicts.
The atmosphere is relatively harmonious.
*
Early in the morning, two o'clock.
Mo Shangjun was sleeping very lightly. When he heard the movement on the upper bunk, his eyes opened suddenly.
When I opened it, I was almost not frightened.
There are always lights on in the camp at night, and there are two lights outside each flat-roofed house. Even in the dark night, there will be light coming in from the windows, and people can barely see what is going on in the dormitory.
So, as soon as Mo Shangyun opened her eyes, she saw the dark figure standing next to the bed, and she almost subconsciously threw the dagger from the pillow.
Fortunately, a second later, Mo Shangyun saw clearly the person standing next to the bed - Su Bei.
Su Bei was neatly dressed and armed. He had packed it up a long time ago. He was standing on the bed with his arms folded and his eyes slightly lowered. He was looking at Mo Shangyun with a half-smiling expression.
Mo Shangyun came back to his senses, composed himself, and stood up calmly.
"Does it look good?"
Picking up a coat and putting it on, Mo Shangjun asked coolly, his tone not very kind.
It would be uncomfortable for anyone to be stared at silently by such a pair of eyes this late at night.
Su Bei chuckled and said calmly: "I thought you would take action."
After saying that, without looking at Mo Shangyun's reaction, he slung the gun over his shoulder and walked out the door.
"How long was she standing?"
Chen Yuning jumped down from the upper bunk, glanced towards the door, and then asked Mo Shangjun.
"have no idea."
Mo Shangyun frowned and answered with a slightly cold tone.
Neither she nor Chen Yuning found Su Bei.
This made Mo Shangyun, who was always very alert, unhappy.
After tidying up quickly and neatly, Mo Shangjun also spent some time tidying up the bedding before going out with Chen Yuning.
There is an emergency gathering at 2:30 tonight.
For people like them, if they know the training schedule in advance, they will naturally get up early.
As soon as they arrived at the open space, they saw Yan Tianxing, Mu Qixuan, Duan Zimu, Su Bei and others. Mo Shangyun took a quick look around and found that all the instructors were there.
Yan Tianxing gave Mo Shangyun a look and motioned for her to come to him.
With the reason of "helping Yan Tianxing lead the troops", Mo Shangjun also felt that it was fair and aboveboard, so he went directly to Yan Tianxing.
Seeing Mo Shangyun approaching, Yan Tianxing curled his lower lip and looked specifically in Duan Zimu's direction.
Duan Zimu, who was talking to Su Bei, felt the intentional or unintentional gaze here, glanced this way, and then twitched his brows.
cut.
Duan Zimu despised him in his heart.
"Give."
Yan Tianxing handed Mo Shangyun a whistle.
Taking it over smoothly, Mo Shangyun said: "Thank you."
However, when the whistle fell into the palm of her hand, Mo Shangyun found that the touch was not right. When Yan Tianxing took his hand back, she looked down at the palm of her hand and saw a candy lying next to the whistle.
Mo Shangjun's eyes met Yan Tianxing's, and then they looked away in unison.
She put the candy and whistle into her pocket, then took two steps forward and stood next to Yan Tianxing.
Mu Qixuan, who was standing on one side, felt a strong smell of love. He couldn't help coughing slightly and moved a few steps to the side, farther away from the two of them.
At half past two, Mu Qixuan blew the whistle on time.
"Beep-beep-beep-"
The emergency muster whistle sounded and drifted in the empty and silent camp.
There was a cool wind blowing past the ears, and the slightly long hair swayed, fluttering in the hollow of the neck and beside the ears, making it itch.
When Mo Shangjun saw the people rushing out of the flat-roofed houses, he suddenly thought that his hair was growing so fast and it was time to cut it.
In three minutes, everyone was dressed neatly, picked up weapons and equipment, and gathered in the open space.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)