"I want to find shotgun Miao Lun."

Mo Shangjun said it in an understatement.

Lu Yang opened his eyes wide in surprise, as if he didn't expect her to have such a purpose.

"Didn't you spend some time in Shotgun?" Mo Shangyun ate biscuits and raised her eyes to look at the eastern sun. The falling sunlight made her squint her eyes. She asked in a steady tone, "Do you know me?"

After a long moment, Lu Yang nodded, "...Yeah."

"Can you tell me?"

Turning around, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows at him.

"Cruel, rough, decisive, a shotgun leader." After a pause, Lu Yang added, "He is also a sniper."

"oh?"

Mo Shangjun glanced at the sniper rifle at hand.

"He and you..." Lu Yang asked hesitantly, "What's wrong?"

"Want to know?" Mo Shangyun asked with great interest.

"..."

Lu Yang said nothing, not knowing whether to retain his curiosity.

In fact, he is not very good at indulging his curiosity, because he can understand that everyone has secrets to keep, some can be told, and some can't be told. Mo Shangyun's demeanor makes him unsure about Mo Shangyun.

Can Jun say?

However, the matter was related to Shotgun, the reason why Miao Lun and Mo Shangyun appeared here and even went back to take risks. Lu Yang felt that he should ask more questions.

If he hadn't met, he could have turned a blind eye, but this time he met, Lu Yang couldn't just watch Mo Shangyun and take risks.

"Let's put it this way," before Lu Yang could make a decision, Mo Shangyun spoke again, "How about I exchange my secret for your secret?"

Lu Yang was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What do you want to know?"

Mo Shangjun narrowed his eyes, "You're undercover with Shotgun."

Hearing the sound, Lu Yang paused.

He looked at Mo Shangjun for a moment with a complicated expression. His pair of dark and bright eyes reflected the soft and warm sun, making them black and shiny, like glass in the dark night.

Mo Shangyun was stared at by his eyes. For a moment, she felt a little dazed, so she smiled at Lu Yang and planned to reject the proposal she just made.

However, before she could speak, she saw Lu Yang smiling at her, and then said in a very gentle voice: "Okay."

This time, it was Mo Shangjun's turn to be stunned.

"Can you tell me?" Mo Shangyun asked.

"No," Lu Yang said, and then he shook his head, "But it doesn't matter, I have already retired."

Not only was he discharged from the army, he also left the country without permission.

Mo Shangjun turned her head and looked at him without saying anything. It wasn't until her eyes accidentally glanced at the bottle of mineral water placed between the two of them that she suddenly thought of something. She then reached out to fumble in her backpack and found a bottle of water.

Come and throw it to Lu Yang.

Lu Yang reached out to take it and thanked her.

"There's no rush," Mo Shangjun said, raising his eyebrows slightly and taking a bite of the biscuit, "I'll talk first."

When your arms are in the sun, your skin can feel the warmth of the morning sun, but the mineral water left overnight in the jungle night has a slight chill.

Lu Yang nodded and then unscrewed the bottle cap.

He didn't drink water, he was listening to Mo Shangyun talk.

Still maintaining Mo Shangyun's usual concise and clear speaking style, she told a long story, but it only took two or three minutes from beginning to end.

Mo Shangjun’s story begins in April this year.

Becoming an instructor at the training camp, he unexpectedly met Chen Lu when he went out, triggering a series of events...

Mo Shangjun has a very clear line. Everything that has nothing to do with the incident is mentioned in one stroke. Every sentence is information and key points. He does not say a word of nonsense and his tone is calm, as if he is simply telling a story.

She didn't even have the emotional changes that a storyteller should have.

Soon, Mo Shangyun finished speaking.

Lu Yang understood and felt a little sad.

Pursing his lips, Lu Yang remained silent, wondering whether he should comfort Mo Shangyun.

Later, he thought that he actually didn't want to be comforted, so he suppressed all the useless nonsense.

After a while, Lu Yang asked: "Captain Yan is here, did you know?"

"Um."

"But you came alone?"

"Um."

Mo Shangjun responded lightly.

She doesn't care what Yan Tianxing's purpose is, but her purpose is Miao Lun.

If Miao Lun was killed by Yan Tianxing one step ahead, that would be fine.

If not, then she will do it.

After all, there has to be an end.

"Then," Lu Yang paused and asked, "do you know what their plan is?"

"I don't know..." Halfway through, Mo Shangjun stared at Lu Yang, "You know?"

Yan Tianxing and the others came for the shotgun, and so did Lu Yang.

In the final analysis, it still has something to do with Lu Yang.

Lu Yang was speechless for a moment.

He shook his head, and then nodded again.

"Forget it, let's tell your story first."

After finishing the last bit of biscuit, Mo Shangyun raised his head and drank the remaining mineral water in one gulp.

She clapped her hands and looked at Lu Yang.

Looking back, Lu Yang took a sip of water and paused for a full minute. After thinking about how to tell Mo Shangjun, he started to tell the story about him and the shotgun.

He also told this story to others - there were recorders at the time who recorded everything he said.

He was also very stressed when he said it.

Each sentence must be checked again and again to see if it is the same as what is remembered and whether there is any deviation from the facts.

So he talked for a long time.

But now, he thought, he should be like what Mo Shangyun just said, and it wouldn't take long to finish.
Chapter completed!