At night, Gong Lingye and Song Yi people lean on the head of the bed, one looks at the computer, the other looks at the documents.

The search for Miyamoto has now turned to face recognition and gene bank.

Gong Lingye's information network is all over the world. As long as Gong Mo Ji goes to the hospital and other places, as long as he has some blood related treatment registration, or if he has not changed his face, as long as he appears under any camera, he will be informed at the first time.

Of course, both Gong Lingye and Song Yi people automatically acquiesced to the possibility that they were not willing to accept it, that is, Gongmo Chuo might have been gone at that time, and was involved in one of the largest tributaries, and had already entered the sea before they started searching.

However, people are creatures willing to hope, so they will not give up.

The next day, Gong Mo Yi is finally sent to the army by Gong Mo Xiu.

She went to the parachute brigade where Xi Yancheng was. However, she also heard that Xi Yancheng's team had been out on duty for more than a month and had not come back.

The instructor took Gong Mo Yi to the assigned dormitory. There were not many female soldiers here, so she was assigned a single room.

The room is very simple, one bedroom and one living room. The living room outside is very small. There is no kitchen. The inside bedroom has a bed, a writing desk and a wardrobe.

The bathroom is connected to the bedroom. Although it is not big, it is clean and tidy.

Gong Mo Yi will put down the luggage, out of the room, looking around.

This is her future home this year. She feels strange and novel.

There was nothing special on that day. She went through all the procedures and waited for the instructor to take her into the team tomorrow.

In the evening of the same day, gongmoyi stood on the long corridor of the dormitory and looked out at the square.

In the winter of the Imperial City, it was dark very early. At the moment, the square was fully illuminated by lights.

There are also many soldiers in the line who are training, with neat steps and iron blood all over their bodies.

Gong Mo Yi thought of Xi Yancheng. After she passed the examination that day, she sent him a message, but there was no reply.

She took a deep breath and prayed for his safe return.

The next morning, Gong Moyi got up and went out to exercise.

Although she will join the team to report today, but because the instructor is busy in the morning, she has an appointment at 2 p.m.

One morning, she was in the dormitory to see the information Gong Mo Xiu had found for her, and she almost forgot the time.

At noon, she went to the canteen to eat, because it was a strange face, and she was too much of a show, so it attracted many people's eyes.

There were young soldiers smiling at her, dark cheek, but showed a neat white teeth, smile simple and honest.

Gong Mo Yi a moment, like this place.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the instructor took her to the team on time.

Gong Mo Yi wears a camouflage, even if the clothes are loose, but still difficult to cover the figure.

Her hair was tucked up by her and tucked into her hat. Her small face, set off by the military cap, was more delicate and smart, but not lacking in heroism.

When she came to the site of the Airborne Brigade, many people looked at it.

She walked with her head held high and her posture calm.

In front of them is the brigadier of this brigade, the rank of senior commander.

The instructor was about to report to the brigadier when news came from the other end.

That's the sound of military boots walking on the ground in order. There should be no less than 30 people listening to the vibration of the sound.

Temple Mo Yi Wen voice turn eyes.

At the other end of the snow, more than 30 men in camouflage and military boots were coming towards them.

The first one, tall and straight, with a cold face, is full of mature, restrained and Iron-blooded temperament.

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