Field survival training, day 4.

Morning, nine o'clock.

The first group led by Mo shangyun, Peng Yuqiu and Duan Zimu successfully arrived at the destination they should have arrived on the third day.

Standing in the open space, Mo Shang Yun Qu Zhi whistled, and then issued a command, "rest in place."

As soon as the voice falls, a group of crooked students behind him suddenly crash to the ground, and few of them can stand.

"Grandma, when will such a day come to an end?"

"I'm going to be killed. At first, I came out at night, and then ambushed on the road during the day. Now we are pursuing one after another. We can find less and less food on our bodies, and we are seeing ghosts. "

"Come on, say less and spend time breathing."

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Hearing the students' complaints, Mo shangyun raised his hand and rubbed his temple.

In the first two days, these students were really upset.

The ambush's ability is stronger than each other; the attack methods are more and more strange; the attack time is shorter and shorter; and the carrying food is less and less.

From these attacks, we can't find any rules and when they are random. It depends on their mood. And the students are always nervous, a little bit of wind and grass have to make a fuss, even the break is rare.

Up to now, there are only a few people who have not been hit by the lottery, including you Nianyu, Tang poetry and Yan GUI, who dodged the first place. And those paintballs get more Two students have been forced to quit the field survival training, and four or five have been hit by four colored bullets.

"I'll take it, too." Pengyu went to one side of the stone, sat down, but shook his head, "this pattern is really many, even the real special forces can not bear it."

"Oh?"

Mo shangyun took a look at Peng Yu Qiu, who was not hit by the color bullet.

Notice her eyes, Pengyu Qiuyu hair helpless up, "do I look like a general special forces?"

Mo shangyun shrugged his shoulders.

She didn't say, it's really "average.".

However, she has not seen ordinary special forces very much. In her opinion, there are two categories of "she can surpass" and "can not surpass". Since there is no measurement standard, it is impossible to accurately judge Peng Yuqiu's ability.

See Mo Shang Yun that a pair of "you are happy to be good" expression, Pengyu autumn mouth corner can not help but smoke.

"Here you are."

Duan Zimu came from the rear of the queue and handed a bottle of water to Mo shangyun.

"Thank you."

Mo shangyun took it and just lifted her hand to open it. She was surprised to find that the bottle cap had been unscrewed. She took a look at Duan Zimu, then raised her head and drank water.

Mineral water was also found in ambushes.

Their backpacks are empty. Since they have food, they don't take it for nothing.

Sometimes, in addition to food, they can also find some useful props, such as matches, flashlights, ropes and so on, and even can get one or two night vision goggles.

After drinking nearly a third, Mo shangyun put the cap back on the bottle.

Has been staring at her piece mu, a little trance, and then convergence of the mood of the eye, not slow to ask: "do not plan to fight back?"

"After a good rest."

Mo shangyun put the remaining water into the bag and said lazily.

Such "you chase me to hide, you hide me to chase", seriously delayed their trip. If you don't take any action, I'm afraid that after seven days, they will still be wandering in the middle of the route.

It would be a shame to arrive on time.

Mo shangyun is more concerned about this.

Duan Zimu deeply looked at her, and then nodded, "OK."

Pengyu Qiu, sitting on one side, looked up at them, and flashed a meditation between their eyebrows.

This emotional entanglement of the captain is not clear in a word or two.

This moment of meditation, let Peng Yu Qiu did not notice, lying on the ground in the line, someone raised his eyes, the same deep look at him. Just before he noticed, he quickly took his eyes back.

Liang Zhiqiong sat on the grass with her right leg straight and her left leg bent. She leaned over her left knee and put her head on her knee. She looked absently at a line of ants crawling from afar.

"How about feet?"

You Nianyu comes over and hands her a packet of compressed biscuits and a bottle of water.

Hearing this, Liang Zhiqiong looked up listlessly. After seeing you Nianyu, she took over the food and said in a low voice, "thank you."

"Feet."

With a frown, you Nian uttered a word emphatically.

"Good feet." Liang Zhiqiong lowered her head and tore the package of compressed biscuits. She said casually, "it's just twisted. It's almost good."

Said, also specially turned a foot neck.However, the face hidden in the shadow, but pain almost twisted, two eyebrows tightly frown up.

Her head was so low that she could still hear her biting the compressed biscuit. You Nianyu didn't see her expression, but she found something unusual. She didn't like to meddle in her business, so she didn't ask.

She thought that if a person like Liang Zhiqiong was seriously injured, she would not be so calm.

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