Liang Zhiqiong panted, reaching for the tree branch in front of him, clenching his teeth, intending to break through the last step in one breath.

However, when the soles of the feet were forced, the land infiltrated by the rain was too soft and slipped under the feet. Liang Zhiqiong might as well, and the whole person fell directly.

One hand came into the air, grabbed her wrist to prevent her from falling, and pulled her forward by force, smoothly across the height of nearly one meter.

As soon as he reached the flat ground, Liang Zhiqiong sat on his knees and couldn't help being relieved.

"thank you……"

Liang Zhiqiong said thanks, and the moment he lifted his eyes, his eyes suddenly projected into an unexpected figure, so the following words naturally stuck in his throat, and he didn't say anything.

Halfway through, Liang Zhiqiong muttered, "Why are you here?"

Peng Yuqiu squatted down and looked carefully at the embarrassed Liang Zhiqiong.

Dirty and muddy, I was afraid that I had played a lot in the jungle and even had mud on my face.

I don’t know what to say. Liang Zhiqiong’s body was a little stiff, his head slightly lowered, and he didn’t look at Peng Yuqiu.

Her eyes fell on her side face, white skin, a few **** scratches, and a little mud, which should have been accidentally rubbed and intertwined with the blood stains.

Subconsciously, Peng Yuqiu reached out and touched, but as soon as his finger touched Liang Zhiqiong's cheek, Liang Zhiqiong avoided it.

It was an action without thinking.

From the inside out, all revealed a smell of rejection.

Fingers paused in mid-air, Peng Yuqiu's movements froze, and Liang Zhiqiong was a little surprised. He slightly raised his eyelids and looked into Peng Yuqiu's eyes, a little hesitated.

Halfway, Peng Yuqiu took his hand back, then sighed and whispered: "Show me the hand."

"No."

Liang Zhiqiong refused.

It seems that the expression of words is not enough, so Liang Zhiqiong takes practical action-hiding his hands behind him.

With a raised eyebrow, Peng Yuqiu accentuated her name, "Liang Zhiqiong!"

"Why?"

Liang Zhiqiong raised his eyes in disbelief, a pair of bright big eyes opened, staring at Peng Yuqiu with agitation.

Pretend to be fierce, but not fierce.

There is no temper at all.

"Let me see." Peng Yuqiu reached out to her with a gentle tone. "Can't you take care of my brother?"

Liang Zhiqiong, don't look too far, annoyed: "I don't have a brother like you."

"Then..." Peng Yuqi paused in his pretense. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Little brother?"

"You--" Liang Zhiqiong was short of breath, not good-tempered, "shameless!"

Peng Yuqiu flicked her head off with her fingers and said, "Okay, give me your hand."

His movements are random and natural, and as many times as before, he has already been integrated into his habits.

Liang Zhiqiong's lips hesitated, and he finally extended his hand.

There are a few thorns in the palm of the hand and the back of the hand, and some are only half-tied in the flesh. It was originally good to see from a distance, but the close look made it difficult for Peng Yuqiu to be surprised.

Liang Zhiqiong has been silent until now, and has grown more than a little bit.

The young lady who has been blown up because of a little thing and likes to rely on forcing others can already be alone in the unconscious practice.

Counting carefully, she has also been in the army for a year and a half.

Peng Yuqiu took out his saber and bandage, looked at Liang Zhiqiong, and told him, "Be patient."

Liang Zhiqiong did not say anything, but he gritted his teeth tightly, expressing his determination after hearing it.

Seeing her stubborn expression in her eyes, Peng Yuqiu withdrew his eyes and concentrated on the thorns on her hand.

Without tweezers, you can only rely on the tip of the saber. Because the thorn is relatively small, you need to focus on it to prevent injury to the rest of the skin. Therefore, Peng Yuqiu did not say anything throughout the entire process and dedicated her to picking the thorn on her hand.

——I don’t know what happened, so that my hands are prickly.

Liang Zhiqiong was also very tolerant. From the beginning to the end, Peng Yuqiu was allowed to stab without saying a word, and he could only bear it with his teeth.

When Peng Yuqiu finished processing the last thorn, he subconsciously relaxed and raised his head, but saw Liang Zhiqiong's wet red eyes.

"It's alright, it's okay." Peng Yuqiu whispered.

Liang Zhiqiong lowered his head, did not speak, and tried not to let him see his embarrassment.

Peng Yuqiu also didn't go to see it, and took out water to clean her wounds, and then wrapped her hands with bandages.

Fortunately, only the palm and back of the hand were injured. After the bandage, the fingers can still move freely.

"All right."

Tie the bandage well and swell in the autumn road.

Liang Zhiqiong quickly returned his hand.

After sitting here for a long time, Liang Zhiqiong's mood and physical fitness gradually recovered, and she began to focus on the next battle to win the flag.

Leaning his lips slightly, Liang Zhiqiong asked, "Are you guarding here?"

Peng Yuqiu responded, "Well."

Liang Zhiqiong's eyes turned round and round.

"Don't hit any ghost ideas," Peng Yuqiu forced Liang Zhiqiong to a dead end. "Although the flags are inserted there, all the flags are cut in half, and even if you take them, it's useless."

Moreover, Peng Yuqiu can clearly feel that even if he took the half to find Mo Shangyun, Mo Shangyun would not help Liang Zhiqiong.

What Mo Shangyun wanted was to make a fuss.

Although I don't know what her real purpose is, she still feels that she will not give in to such things.

"Who did it?" Liang Zhiqiong's eyes widened.

"Mo Shangyun."

"..."

by!

Liang Zhiqiong scolded his mother in her heart.

Nima, there are capable people, are they all doing nothing, or blockbuster? !

Also, so decent, what she did with so many half-flags was not too tiring!

Liang Zhiqiong, who was frustrated and discouraged, instantly felt clean all over again.

Grandma is a bear, can't she lose to Mo Shangyun!

However, as soon as she showed a little fighting spirit, Peng Yuqiu pours cold water on the side, "Mo Shangyun's goal is the red orange yellow flags. You may be difficult to get these two red orange flags. Let’s set the goal to the yellow flag first. It’s better than nothing.”

This is rather euphemistic.

In fact, according to this development trend, if male students are mixed in, it is a little difficult to get a yellow flag.

However, if things really get to this point, instructors can no longer be lazy like this.

"..."

Liang Zhiqiong lowered his head in shock.

*

As the assessment continues, the robbery has reached an intense stage.

At first, they may all choose to move freely, but after experiencing the torture of the jungle, their first thought when they met their peers was cooperation.

After meeting each other, with the conversation, more information was known to each other.

Gradually, more and more people know that there are some students who don't follow the routines to sign cards-and, basically, they are all female students!

Some people found that all the flags of a certain target point were gone. Then, more and more people found that many of the flags of the target point were gone. After asking the instructor, some instructors chose to be silent, and some instructors responded coldly to someone. Take away, but do not name the surname.

Some people found that there was a banner at the target point, but there was no instructor to guard it, so they ran to see it happily, and the result was even more shocked-all the banners were only half left, and they couldn’t be used at all!

Of course, there will be scenes where only half of the banner and the complete banner are interlaced, but there are absolutely no three colors of "red orange yellow" in the complete banner.

This kind of incident can be called bizarre, so it spread more and more, and by the afternoon, almost one-third of people knew about these things.

Even after the trainees met in the later period, the first sentence to face each other was-

"Have you heard?"

*

When we reached the third goal, it was already two hours later.

After such a long time, no matter how complicated the terrain is, it is impossible to arrive in the first time.

It's just that Mo Shangyun is really lucky.

This place is being guarded by one person, and the only instructor is still fighting with other people.

Mo Shangyun secretly observed while he was not found, and found that Weinan was guarding this piece of land, and it was Weinan who attacked with Weinan-her errand.

Ding Jing.

Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow.

She noticed that most of the traps have been damaged and should be done by Ding Jing.

When all external weapons and traps are exhausted, only a melee combat can be used.

and……

Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes and looked towards Wei Nan and Ding Jing.

There are a bunch of flags scattered there, I am afraid there are not twenty or thirty.

On the road, I heard that the person who sweeps the flag when passing by...is she? !

Thinking of this, Wei Nan and Ding Jing did not know how many rounds, and finally stopped in a tacit understanding to rest for a while.

Raising his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, Ding Jing raised his eyebrows toward Weinan, "Instructor, good."

Slightly pursing his lips, Wei Nan said, "I can't fight."

This is the truth.

He is a sniper, and he is almost close to fighting.

Perhaps his words didn't mean anything else, but they fell in the ears of others, but there was quite a posture of "changing for someone else, you would have kneeled down".

Ding Jing raised his eyebrows, his eyes brushed with provocation.

Gee.

I really have to play hard.

So, another attack started!

Mo Shangjun watched for a moment, thinking that the big bargains were all in front of him, and I was sorry for his great luck if he didn't pick them up. State, decisively walked to the mound with flags.

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