Chapter 1477

The long night passed, and after dawn came a new day.

After the battle was completely declared over, the red and blue teams received orders from their respective officers to evacuate and go to a new location.

As the red team's 907 students, when they leave, they always talk hard with gs9 students - they will pay back this account!

Although the students of gs9 are all small bellied guys, they seldom stand up to them in the face of this group of pathetic losers. Instead, they say "OK, OK, wait" with great magnanimity.

What they can't understand is why they are so "atmospheric", and the group of 907 people are still very angry.

Although, like the 907 students, they really don't pay much attention to this group of people.

After a short break in the morning, the students of gs9 gathered at the same place at eight o'clock and were pulled away by two cars.

The next day, on the contrary, several classes of gs9 will be taken to different places. This time, they will be responsible for defense, while 907 students will be responsible for attacking and occupying.

The 907 students are likely to move after 7 p.m. until 6 a.m. the next day.

If after 6:1, the 907 students still do not break the stronghold, it proves that gs9 wins.

Of course, gs9 has the simplest and most straightforward way to win - that is, by six o'clock, the 907 students will be wiped out.

After the task was released, almost all the students thought so.

"Mo shangyun! I met that one

As soon as the instructors explained the task to them through the radio and announced a temporary rest, Liang Zhiqiong, sitting opposite, couldn't wait to approach Mo shangyun.

Tang poetry sitting next to Mo shangyun automatically avoided giving Liang Zhiqiong a place to sit down.

"Who?"

Mo shangyun half squinted and casually responded.

“……” Liang Zhiqiong thought for a while, and finally regretfully said, "I forgot my name. Anyway, it was our previous dormitory."

"Tang poetry, do you remember, a very arrogant one!"

Tang Poetry:.... "

In her memory, there should be several

After all, people who have some ability have a little temper.

Frowning, Liang Zhiqiong pondered for a moment, and finally came up with the adjective, "the one who said sarcastic things when you gave me the bed."

"Oh..."

Think of such a person, Tang poetry suddenly nodded.

"What's her name?" Asked Liang Zhiqiong with great interest.

"What's your name..." After thinking for a while, Tang poetry finally blinked, "as if surnamed Zhong."

She forgot what it was.

It's not easy to remember a name after only a few days and so long.

On the other hand, he lifted his eyelids and said calmly, "Zhong Lingyue."

"Yes, yes, that's her --" in the middle of her emotion, Liang Zhiqiong suddenly widened her eyes and said to Mo shangyun in disbelief, "lie trough, do you remember?"

"A little bit of an impression." Mo Shang Yun said lightly.

Different from their group of students, she, as an instructor, began to understand the students a few months ago. The list of students has been turned over and over, and she has already seen it thoroughly.

She wanted to remember every student - even those who had come and gone, and she wanted their presence and efforts not to be forgotten.

So, I have a deep impression.

What's more, Zhong Lingyue is the first female soldier shot by Chen Yu, and all the rosters are in the front. It's difficult for her to forget.

"And the result?"

Mo shangyun interrupted Liang Zhiqiong's emotion of excitement and amazement with a very calm inquiry.

After calming down, Liang Zhiqiong rolled her sleeves and immediately said, "you don't know how powerful our sister Ding is. She wanted to be surprised and ambushed in the dark, and almost killed a person in our class. As a result, our elder sister Ding came to hunt cicadas with Mantis. After Huang que was in the air, she was given a second by sister Ding as soon as she appeared. It was so cool -- "

Mo shangyun glanced at Ding Jing.

Ding Jing arched her hand to show politeness and politeness without praise.

Mo Shang Yun couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Whoa, whoa.

But Liang Zhiqiong now a mouthful of "Ding Jie", can prove that Ding Jing's performance last night is really good. ——Otherwise, Liang Zhiqiong, who had been tormented by demon Ding for several days, could not have admired Ding Jing so much.

Mo shangyun asked, "what do you think?"

Ding Jing said lazily, "the level is medium and above, but there is still some strength, but -"

eyebrows pick, Subei smiles confidently at her, shakes his head and says, "there is no way to compare."

The lines of discourse are full of publicity.

Mo shangyun also laughed.

She agreed with Ding Jing.Ding Jing's evaluation is not Zhong Lingyue's individual, but the whole strength of the whole team, even 907.

As a new army, without a solid foundation, it is inevitable that the first session will be weaker. According to conscience, Chen Yu can train them to the present situation, which is quite good.

But compared with gs9 As northern Jiangsu said, there is no comparison.

It's not on a horizontal line at all.

Selection system, training means, base facilities These alone are not comparable to the newly established 907.

Mo shangyun stayed in 907 for a period of time and knew their complete training plan. Therefore, after several months of gs9 selection and training, he had a certain personal experience.

Apart from those factors that cannot be changed, the biggest difference between 907 and gs9 is that the instructors have two different attitudes.

One is to limit the students to certain rules and not allow them to step out of the circle easily. All the students develop according to the same pattern, no matter good or bad, they should be forced to carve a mold; the other is to kick the students out of the rules and let them explore the rules and routines by themselves, and allow them to develop freely. If the development is not good, it will give you a symbolic pull, but it will not come back You will be kicked out completely, so the students who can stay are able to meet their requirements but have their own personalities.

In other words, 907 and gs9 are equivalent to two extreme differences.

Mo shangyun is still looking forward to the next collision.

A group of unruly instructors and students meet the instructors and students who must act according to the rules What kind of chemical reaction will there be?

"The individual's ability is really good, with good cooperation, tactics, ability and mentality," said Subei with a shrug, "but that's all."

They are only "passable", barely reaching the standard on the special forces line.

There is no denying that they can become a real warrior, soldier, and qualified special forces.

But that's the only way.

Being a special soldier does not mean that they will fight, that they can quickly integrate into the war, or that they have the courage and confidence to survive on the battlefield.

On the contrary, gs9 has been testing these abilities during this period of training.

Two units, at a glance.

"That's what happened." Mo Shang Yun said lightly.

Their words, as if in a riddle, heard several people are confused.

However, this does not prevent the students from having a passion for the 907 and talking about the action last night.

Originally all Yan Ji prepare to rest of them, suddenly came to the spirit, began to tell the other class actively about last night's war situation, by the way, demoted the opponent to nothing.

In such a topic, Yan GUI soon stood out.

Mo shangyun listened to him boasting about her with his eyes closed. He directly blew her to the sky without taking a breath. He sighed helplessly and then winked at Duan mu.

Duan Zi Mu nodded knowingly, covered Yan GUI's mouth mercilessly, and then aimed at his back neck for a moment, so that Yan GUI was completely quiet.

The rest of the students burst into laughter, but after being swept around with a smile by Duanzi mu, they trembled again, and they all subconsciously suppressed their feelings of boasting.

Yan GUI can be easily subdued by Mo shangyun and Duan Zimu They have to be soft and quiet.

After all, the car is calm and the students get a chance to rest and adjust.

They only have half a day off - and still in the car.

As soon as they get off the bus, they have to check the terrain of the stronghold, set traps, and make a complete defense plan. There are few hours that they can't do at all, so they don't have much time to rest after getting off the bus.

Just after noon, the students finished their lunch in the car - gs9, which was always short of funds, even gave them very little rations. So they searched around the 907 students and divided up the rations. It was delicious when they ate.

After eating and drinking, they were put out of the car. The three classes said hello to each other and left according to the newly assigned route.

The terrain of this area is mainly composed of Pingchuan and river valley. The other four classes are supposed to be classified into Pingchuan terrain, while the three troupes of moshangyun, Dingjing and Northern Jiangsu belong to valley topography.

The stronghold assigned by moshangyun was close to the river, which was curved in the shape of "Z". They were at the bottom of the "U". They were surrounded by the river on three sides. In front of them was a flat land covered by luxuriant trees.

Although it is surrounded by the river on three sides, it is in the dry season, and the river has no hindrance. Therefore, no side of their small land is safe and can be broken through in all directions.

Obviously, as far as terrain distribution is concerned, instructors have given them a rather difficult task.

There is no doubt that the instructor was definitely intentional.

After a general observation, Mo shangyun said directly to the four people in his class: "Duan Zimu, Tang poetry, you are responsible for the camp, I, Yu Yitong and Yan GUI are responsible for guerrilla warfare.""Good, good!"

Yan returned to sleep, heard Mo shangyun's words, can't stop nodding, wish even feet were raised to agree.

Tang poetry and Yu Yitong take a silent look at Yan GUI.

Although they did not doubt Mo shangyun's strength, they even agreed with him from the bottom of their hearts - especially in Tang poetry, they would not question Mo shangyun's decision. However, Yan GUI's closed eyes boast that "Mo shangyun is always right" is regarded as a creed, and it is difficult for them to understand the practice of obeying any order without blind trust from the brain.

It's OK for ordinary people, but Yan GUI is a guy with a lot of brains. Even if he is a drillmaster, he plays around all the time.

So This phenomenon is really It's weird.

Mo shangyun lost his cool eye on Yan Guiyi.

Feeling the murderous Yan GUI, he immediately opened his eyes, straightened his back, looked up at the front, and then solemnly called out: "I firmly obey the arrangement of monitor Mo!"

"Go away!"

Mo shangyun restrained the impulse of kicking the past.

"OK."

Yan GUI responds to the voice and retreats weakly to one side.

After quitting a few steps, he secretly glanced at Mo shangyun to see if he was really angry.

Seeing Mo shangyun's helpless sight sweeping past, he immediately grinned at Mo shangyun.

Yu Yitong, Tang poetry and Duan Zimu watched and lost their temper.

It's a real treasure.

"Defense experience, you can refer to the instructor's method, I have nothing to say." Mo shangyun didn't talk nonsense with Yan GUI and went back to the previous topic.

Duan Zimu and others did not have any opinions on Mo shangyun's "perfunctory" arrangement.

In every flag contest, they have to rack their brains to break through the instructor's defense line. Although the instructors have the number of people to deal with the matter, there are also some who are committed to their duties, and they have no difficulty in reference.

It is not as easy as "reference".

Next, Mo shangyun assigned each person a task.

She divided the surrounding area into several areas, each of them was divided into a range that could support each other but could control independently. In the area, they could do whatever they wanted. It was harmless to encounter the enemy, regardless of whether you tortured or killed directly, but the only goal was to keep the enemy away from the central area. If there is an accident, as long as you ask for help, students from both sides of the surrounding area and the central area can arrive in time for support.

It gives them a lot of autonomy, and they're used to it.

No one disagrees.

"Other people go to work," Mo shangyun said, and looked at Yan GUI, who stood behind the rules, and said, "Yan GUI, you can stay for a while."

"OK!"

Yan GUI's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to get rid of Yu Yitong and Duan Zimu in front of him.

Seeing this, Yu Yitong and Duanzi reach out and grab Yan GUI's shoulder and pull him back.

Then he pushed it back and went back to its original position.

"That what, I'm sorry, my home ink to me -" said here, Yan returned a little proud, toward Mo shangyun cast an urgent line of sight.

"Detour."

Yu Yitong said decisively that there was no room for him to discuss.

Get used to him!

When it comes to Mo shangyun, there is no principle at all.

To cure.

"Mo Mo --"

Yan GUI asked Mo shangyun for help.

Mo shangyun pretended not to see it.

Seeing helplessness and hopelessness, Yu Yitong and Duan Zimu are both determined and unwilling to give way. Yan GUI can only make a poor half circle - in fact, he takes two more steps.

As soon as he rushed to Mo shangyun, he cleaned up his grievances and recovered instantly.

Duan Zimu and Yu Yitong shake their heads and leave. Tang poetry purses his lips and chuckles and walks away helplessly.

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