Chapter 4

"Report, you'll know after you finish running!"

Suddenly raised the voice, Li Liang eyes bright, not lose to look at her, word by word.

Mo shangyun gazed at him.

Young, vigorous and intellectual, they have a tough side. Such people give their best years to the army, but they have the most fatal weakness.

They didn't suffer much setbacks.

Mo shangyun believed that before her appearance, he had never suffered such punishment for such trifles.

Although people like this will submit to certain orders and regulations, they will also have disputes about it, resist ideologically and refuse to accept defeat in their bones.

People who have their own ideas are not easy to be brainwashed.

As Mo shangyun saw at the moment, the platoon commander had to accept punishment, but he was not willing to accept her, so his eyes were full of disobedience and resistance.

"It's very powerful," Mo shangyun hooked his lips, and the general's hat pressed down. He raised his eyebrows and said, "five more laps. I'll accompany you. Any questions?"

"Report!"

Li Liang exclaimed.

Sweat wet for training clothes, tightly attached to the body, chest ups and downs, rapid breathing, but held up, not too embarrassed.

"What's the reason for this five laps?"

Li liangding looked at her, black eyes, burst out a sharp light.

"No reason. I'm happy." Shrug, Mo shangyun a very casual attitude.

"So," take a deep breath, Li Liang's voice is sonorous and forceful, "can I refuse it?"

"No

On his murderous eyes, Mo shangyun lightly refused.

"Report!" Li Liang has a loud voice.

"Say it."

"I have a proposal!"

Mo Yun Lian Mou, nodded, "continue."

"If you lose, I hope you can take my soldiers to the infirmary in person!" Li Liang's face was serious, and his speech was extremely serious.

"Did you lose?" Mo Shang Yun raised his eyebrows lightly.

"At your disposal!" Dawn discourse identification.

A raised hand, Mo Shang Yun played a ring finger, nodded with a smile, "OK."

I do not know why, Li Liang glimpsed her lips that wipe light smile, actually is some creepy.

In addition to Mo shangyun and Li Liang, only the Xiaobing who had just finished the penalty knew that he was brought by Mo shangyun to be the referee.

And --

after the two men started running for nearly a lap, people in the whole training ground basically found out the situation.

Scattered people, in groups of three or two, came to watch.

Unknown, they watched the female vice company landing on the runway with Li platoon leader who had just finished 30 laps running on the runway. They were all confused.

What's more, Mo shangyun, who originally ran to the second lap and was not far from Li Liang's, made efforts at the beginning of the third lap, increasing at a visible growth rate. He ran out of sight like the wind, and they were basically in a state of astonishment.

"Quick?"

A man bumped into the arm of a man next to him, and his trembling fingers proved his nervousness.

"It should be Soon. " The man thought.

"We run so fast, don't we?" The first to ask questions, subconsciously swallowing saliva.

"Yes!" The man deserves to be sure.

Soon, after two people looked at each other, they all hung their heads dejectedly.

Yes!

How can it not be?!

But those are the best! The top of the pile!

I thought that the parachute vice company commander was just a vase with a nice look. After all, she really looked like a vase. But in the canteen, her vigorous skills and aggressive and decisive character were also ignored. Now, even the physical strength that their male soldiers are proud of are suppressed by the female company commander half of their self-esteem.

The hearts are like being pressed by a thousand catties of heavy stones.

After all -

that's a woman!

At this time, Lin Qi, who had been training in the training ground, caught up with Mo shangyun's last lap and came to the neighborhood.

"Good platoon leader."

"Second row."

"Platoon leader Lin."

Around one after another, people say hello. Lin Qi looks at them, and then his eyes fall on Mo shangyun, who is running on the runway.

At the beginning of the fifth lap, Mo shangyun had already led Li Liang by more than half a circle.

Although Li Liang has run for 30 laps with little physical strength left, Mo shangyun's speed is really fast, and he even does not breathe. His breath is calm and inconceivable.

Hearing the voice of discussion and exclamation around her, Lin Qi eyebrows moved slightly, and her eyeground was once disdained to flash past.

Mo shangyun's strength is so mediocre.

This guy who looks at her mood and environment has never seen her show her real ability.Half way through the last lap, Mo shangyun slowed down and almost kept a certain distance from Li Liang, but he did not give Li Liang the chance to shorten the distance.

"Three platoons, come on!"

"Platoon leader Li, come on

"Little pear, come on!"

……

Near the runway, there were bursts of cheering. Several masters gathered together and roared with one voice, which was earth shaking and deafening.

Cheering is a totally one-sided trend. Everyone yells for Li Liang, and Mo shangyun, who is far ahead, has become their collective target.

Everyone knows that Li Liang had already finished the 30 laps he had been fined before the match with Mo shangyun. Regardless of his performance on the track, she was clearly bullying people, right?

What is the significance of this unfair game?

They are not willing, they are angry, they are angry!

After learning about the situation, Mo shangyun's shameless behavior was completely rejected by the collective!

However -

when it was a foregone conclusion, how they yelled and roared and how to give Li Liang psychological strength could not change the result in the end.

All the way smoothly, Mo shangyun kept a distance of more than half a circle of Li Liang, and unexpectedly stepped on the finish line.

When Mo shangyun stopped running, he felt that there were countless hostile lines of sight sweeping over.

Filled with anger and dissatisfaction, they represent a collective emotion. They are resisting Mohamed's unfairness and expressing their resistance to the existence of Mohamed shangyun.

Those eyes, like thorns, come from all directions.

With his eyes closed, Mo shangyun took a deep breath and quickly adjusted the disordered breath after running.

Gradually, the more obstinate she was, the stronger she was.

Until the sound of the footsteps disappeared, Mo shangyun turned and looked behind him.

Li Liang stepped on the finish line, standing straight and upright, his eyes full of unyielding stubbornness. He was panting deeply, sweating, breathing unsteadily and in a state of confusion. But he was upright, and a burst of pride lifted him up.

The next moment, the crowd of onlookers swarmed in.

"How are you, little pear?"

"Platoon leader, are you all right?"

"Take a walk and have a rest."

……

Around Li Liang, they were worried, concerned, helpless and onlookers.

Lifting the brim of his hat, Mo shangyun's expression remained unchanged and his pace was slow. In the sight of many precautions, he came to Li Liang.

"You lost."

After a word, his words were clear and his tone was calm.

A group of people suddenly quieted down.

"Report!"

In the crowd, there was a powerful cry.

Being carried to do the referee of the small soldier, at the moment with bulging eyes, walked out from Li Liang's side.

"Say it." Mo shangyun squints slightly.

"This game is not fair!"

Staring at her angrily, the soldier called out indignantly.

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