Qi Qi divided the roasted chicken into two portions and chose the part of the chicken leg that Mo Shangyun had eaten.

She had just taken two bites when she heard footsteps coming from behind.

"I'm home?"

Qi Qi didn't even look back, and directly passed the remaining part of the roast chicken back.

The roast chicken was taken over.

"Um."

A simple word came from behind.

Soon, a figure sat down next to Qi Qi.

Even when he is sitting down, he is a little taller than Qi Qi. He has short hair, slightly lowered hat brim, beautiful facial features, but seems to be covered with ice, and his expression is light and emotionless.

She lowered her head and ate the roast chicken.

"Someone came here just now." Qi Qi said, seeming to be accustomed to the attitude of the woman around him.

"who?"

"It's the mysterious 'legend' passed down in their reconnaissance camp, the one named Mo Shangyun."

"……have no idea."

"That's right, you don't pay attention to these things." Qi Qi took a bite of the roast chicken and swallowed it before continuing, "This route seems to have been planned by her. The wooden dummies and those rope props should all be hers.

"

"oh."

The woman responded without the slightest interest.

Qi Qi curled his lips and said no more.

*

On the way back, Mo Shangyun speeded up a little and arrived at the reconnaissance camp in less than an hour.

She returned to her dormitory building with ease.

There were two soldiers standing guard downstairs tonight. After asking, I learned that the system of taking turns to stand guard has been implemented since October. After Mo Shangyun came back, he did not have any contact with the affairs of the company. After learning about it, he went upstairs.

Except for the new recruits, everyone here knew her, and everyone turned a blind eye and tolerated her as much as they could.

Mo Shangjun came to the fourth floor with peace of mind.

Before arriving at the dormitory, use the key to open the door.

"came back?"

As soon as he pushed the door open, Mo Shangyun was greeted.

The sound did not come from the upper bunk where Lin Qi slept.

Lin Qi was sitting in front of his desk, with a lamp on it and some folders and rosters on hand. He seemed to be still busy.

"Are you busy with the new recruits?" Mo Shangyun closed the door and asked casually.

"fine."

Lin Qi said, lowered his head and prepared to continue dealing with the matter at hand.

There's some trouble in my platoon, and it's not easy to solve.

Mo Shangjun took off his training hat and prepared to take a shower.

Seeing Mo Shangjun open the closet door, Lin Qi hesitated and said to Mo Shangjun, "I want to ask you something."

"ask."

Putting down the signature pen, Lin Qi looked at Mo Shangjun seriously and asked: "What should we do if there is a conflict between the recruits?"

"What contradiction?"

"There are two female soldiers in my platoon who are isolated." Lin Qi said, "Especially those in their class. We have basically no communication with them, and they will find some trouble in private."

"Why are you isolated?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

"There is a stronger one in the platoon, and he convinced everyone on the first day. The other female soldiers admire them very much. Those two female soldiers..."

"oh."

Before Lin Qi finished speaking, Mo Shangjun nodded clearly.

Lin Qi fell silent.

Mo Shangjun took out his clothes, closed the closet door, and said to Lin Qi, "Isn't it good to form a gang?"

Lin Qi hesitated and said, "It's not like forming a gang."

That's why it's difficult to do.

After thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun asked again: "What do those two mean?"

"Eat when you should, drink when you should, and train when you should train." Lin Qi said, "The two of them recently proposed to practice more by themselves, and I approved it."

——To be precise, she discovered that the two of them were practicing more, and then she agreed after one of them persuaded them.

Such a coincidence?

Mo Shangjun squinted his eyes, then asked with a smile: "Is there someone named Qi Qi?"

Lin Qi was surprised, "How do you know?"

Mo Shangyun shrugged, "We just met."

Lin Qi: "..."

"If you can do this, you don't need to worry."

"You mean," Lin Qi's eyes darkened, and he asked doubtfully, "I don't care?"

"Um."

Mo Shangjun responded lightly.

Then he held the training uniform in his hand and walked to the balcony.

*

The next day, Zheng Cun’s funeral.

Mo Shangjun wore military uniform and stood with a group of people in military uniforms to attend the funeral.

The funeral was held in a low-key manner. Except for a few high-level officials from Group 0, almost no one arrived. Mo Shangjun didn't know many people, so she didn't look for trouble and followed the process throughout the process.

The deceased was the oldest, so Zheng Su did not argue with Mo Shangyun at the funeral.

However, every time his eyes glanced at Mo Shangyun, there was a biting coldness in his eyes.

This was not organized by the army. Mo Shangyun came over on leave and left as soon as the process was completed.

When leaving, it was raining lightly outside. Mo Shangjun didn't bring an umbrella, so he lowered the brim of his hat slightly and walked into the drizzling rain.

She still has to go to the hospital.

"Mo Shangjun!"

As soon as he arrived at the roadside, Mo Shangjun heard a shout.

The voice was very familiar, and Mo Shangyun's steps stopped. When he turned around, he saw Zheng Su striding towards him in black clothes.

Zheng Su was clearly having a bad time these days. She had dark circles under her eyes that even makeup couldn't hide, her eyes were red and bloodshot, and she looked haggard. It looked like she hadn't had a good rest.

I have lost a lot of weight, and I feel like I can be blown by the wind when I walk.

However, she quickly came to Mo Shangyun.

As soon as he got closer, Zheng Su called out with a slap in the face.

Mo Shangyun hid. Without thinking much, he turned sideways and hid directly.

——She doesn’t want to be beaten.

——I don’t even want to be beaten in military uniform.

Zheng Su slapped the air, lost his center of gravity, swayed, and almost fell to the ground.

Mo Shangjun stretched out his hand to support her.

"Get away!"

Zheng Su shook off Mo Shangyun's hand and shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Mo Shangyun, I will never forgive you."

Zheng Su raised his head and looked at Mo Shangyun with angry eyes. The anger burning in his eyes was hot and turbulent.

"Um."

With a calm response, Mo Shangyun took back the hand that was slapped away.
To be continued...