Eight o'clock.

The sun was in the clouds, the sky was cloudy, and the view of the jungle was darker than it had been two hours ago.

In the past two hours, Mo shangshuang kept losing contact with the special combat team members.

In the end, only two people were left on the channel.

In front of Mo shangyun, who was used to fighting in the jungle, they could not even count as an appetizer. Mo shangshuang directly made them give up their action temporarily.

In the dense woods, a cold voice gave the final command. Then the owner of the voice raised his eyelids, looked at the gloomy sky, and then withdrew his sight.

He raised his slender legs and walked out of the hiding point.

……

It's half past eight.

A tall and straight figure came to a tree, stopped, with a paintball gun on his shoulder, arms in both hands, and his body leaned back on the tree.

"Brother."

On the tree, came the familiar and cool cry.

Two leaves fall with the sound, gently rising. After a slow falling process, a green leaf falls on the helmet of the person under the tree, and a leaf falls slowly from his right side to the overgrown ground.

Above, Mo shangyun was sitting on the branch, leaning against the trunk behind her. Her right leg was bent and placed on the branch. Her left leg fell down and swayed gently. She had a broken branch in her hand. All the leaves on it had been removed before. Now they were all dust. The branches in her hands were bare and had no ornaments.

Mo Shang Yun slightly lowered his eyelids and looked at the figure standing still below.

Ink cream stands on the left side, looking down from the top, the angle is just right. The lines on the side face are strong, and the black military oil paint has no effect. On the contrary, it has more mature charm and masculine firmness. Under the helmet, thick eyebrows, Phoenix eyes, handsome facial features, not seen for two months, growing more and more stylish.

"Handsome."

Throw down the branch in the hand, Mo shangyun languidly makes a voice, eyebrows gently up a Yang, that she is in a good mood at the moment.

"Well?" On the ink frost nasal sound is light, then raises the eyelid, looks up with that pair of narrow eyes, his voice is cool, "compare with Yan Tianxing."

Mo shangyun touched his nose.

As soon as she lifted her hand, she broke another branch down. She pinched the branch from top to bottom and pulled it. The leaves were completely forced to separate from the branch. With her two fingers loosening, the leaves fell down.

"Half a dozen." On the ink, Yun was full of mind.

It's not a type. It can't be compared.

Gently hook lips, ink cream also did not care with her, continue to ask: "play enough?"

"It's still early."

Mo shangyun responded leisurely and narrowed his eyes slightly. He aimed the branch into a straight line with the people below. Then he threw the branch to the calculated direction. With a click, the branch fell on the helmet of Mo shangshuang.

With a slight blow, the branch fell down the helmet and fell to the collar of the frost on the ink.

Mo frost eyebrows micro movement, stretched out his hand to take up the branch, throw it to the ground.

As expected, the bear child was full of energy and had the heart to play this trick all night.

"Don't you fear that the horse will lose its footing?" The frost on the ink asked.

"You're the only one alive in 800 meters," Mo shangyun asked with a smile, moving his wrist and raising his eyebrows in particular. "Brother, do you have confidence to win me?"

“……” On the ink frost mouth corner a draw, "also not afraid to flash waist."

"Mo Shang Yun frankly," no way, a can fight all not. "

If Mo shangshuang brings the veterans of their regiment, she is afraid that she will be a little bit nervous to deal with it alone - not simply the value of force, but the rich combat experience of the other side, which makes it difficult for her to deal with it for a while.

However, the new recruits who had just passed the selection had not participated in several real battles, and the way of fighting was simply stunning.

When Mo shangyun started, he really sympathized with them.

It was used by Mo shangshuang and Yan Tianxing as a gun emissary It's also a sin.

Ink frost raised his head and looked at the handsome Mo Shang Yun sitting on the tree. He said, "come down."

"Get it!"

After clapping his hands, Mo shangyun stretched his right leg to the left, and his upper body fell to the right. When he loosened the strength of his knee, he grasped a branch below. The whole man turned over in the air, and his slender legs turned 180 degrees in the air. After drawing a beautiful arc, he steadily stepped on the ground with the shaking branches.

This flexible skill is like a monkey.

Look at her movement in the eye, the frost head on the ink is big.

"How about your sister's skill?"

After standing firm, Mo shangyun took a step forward, put his hand into his pocket, and raised his eyebrows toward the cream of ink.

The frost on the ink turned black.

"Is there anything to eat?"

Mo shangyun shrugged his shoulders and said, "for the sake of you being my brother, I won't be tough with you.".After staring at her, the ink frost took off the backpack and threw it directly to her.

It's full. It's a whole military backpack.

Mo shangyun didn't expect that when he took over the bag, his hands sank.

"You..." Mo Shang Yun felt through the cloth of his backpack. After confirming that there was food inside, he raised his eyebrows toward the frost on the ink with a slight surprise, "specially to deliver materials?"

"Can't I be a bug?" The frost on the ink gazed at her coolly.

"Can, can, can..."

Mo shangyun was hypocritical and nodded.

With the backpack in hand, he threw it aside. Mo shangyun sat down on the ground and opened the backpack at the same time.

She rummaged through it and pulled out two packets of compressed biscuits and two chocolate bars.

I'm afraid it's time to eat on the spot.

Mo shangshuang sat down beside her and took away the biscuit she wanted to tear up. "There is self heating rice."

As soon as he finished, he tore a packet of biscuits.

Seeing this scene, Mo shangyun said:

After touching his nose, Mo shangyun threw the rest of the pack of compressed biscuits to him, and then found out a box of self heated rice.

Don't worry about infrared protection - after all, ink cream is not as evil as she is.

"When do you leave?"

Waiting for the rice to heat up, Mo shangyun puts the plastic lunch box on the ground, asking Mo shangshuang and breaking off his chopsticks.

"Tonight."

"Oh." Mo Shang Yun answered, holding chopsticks in his right hand in a standard posture. Then he advised Mo shangshuang, "go early, or it may be a little ugly at that time."

Ink on the frost:.... "

His face will look good as long as her unconventionality disappears.

Brother and sister, you and I said one sentence, each other happy diapason for each other, and then slowly solved this late breakfast.

The whole process is about ten minutes.

Mo shangyun took out a black plastic bag and threw all the garbage in. Then he tied a knot at the opening and handed it directly to the ink cream. Stay

"hard work." Mo shangyun tried to make his expression more serious.

Frost on the ink face, a garbage bag pulled over.

Mo shangyun simply cleaned up, and then carried his backpack, stood up from the ground.

"Speaking of it, you're here to pay off human feelings?"

Bending down, Mo shangyun picked up the backpack of Mo shangshuang and asked by the way.

"Almost."

I'd like to see Mo shangyun by the way for Yan Tianxing's help last time.

However, obviously, meeting Mo shangyun in this situation is definitely not a good choice.

"Oh." Mo Shang Yun shrugged his shoulders and asked casually, "who is there tomorrow?"

Glancing around the corner from their own set of information on the ink Yun, ink frost helpless way: "do not know."

Anyway, he took the recruits to come and run for a while, but Mo shangshuang didn't deliberately inquire about the redundant information.

Mo Shang Yun pick eyebrows, "I go first."

"Wait a minute."

Stand up, ink frost call her.

"Well?" Mo shangyun turned to his side and looked at him lazily.

"Gifts."

The frost on the ink throws an object in the past.

Mo Shang Yun was stunned, subconsciously raised his hand to grab it from the air, and immediately spread the cold in his palm.

As soon as I spread out my hand, I found it was a car key.

"It's from your mother. It's in the Comfort Inn now."

Without waiting for Mo shangyun to ask, Mo shangshuang explained in a voice.

"What kind of car?" Mo shangyun asked inexplicably.

"Go and see it yourself when you have time."

After that, the frost on the ink has turned.

Just, after walking a few steps, the ink frost suddenly stopped, "play enough to rest early, I brought that group of boys, not enough for you to toss about."

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