The company commander's office.

Because on the first floor, many heads are looking around, but they are puzzled.

Their company commander, who had been summarizing his words on the training ground, suddenly came to beauties wearing military uniforms, and all the company commander's fire was extinguished. After chatting with one of them for a while, they took them into the office.

Of course, the door is open.

"Brother Chen, the seeds and peanuts are all fried by sister-in-law?"

It was not Mo Shangyun, who was familiar with Chen Ke, but Ding Jing who was nibbling the seeds.

Chen Ke nodded and asked, "Yes, do you want to go back home?"

Ding Jing raised his eyes, and after a moment's stun, he was polite, "Is it possible?"

"Yes, there are at home." Chen Ke responded generously.

"okay."

Ding Jing responded very cheerfully.

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Tang poetry: "..."

Convinced.

As soon as Ding Jing came, he was the brother of Chen Ke, so she was the one who knew Chen Ke best. Chen Ke was originally a person with a relatively rough hair. He was usually serious, and even tolerated Ding Jing. He didn't think Ding Jing was "no big, no small".

Of course, it is not impossible to understand...

Ding Jing’s rank is not high, but anyone who has spent a long time in the army knows what her rank means.

——High military age.

In the reconnaissance camp, even second-order non-commissioned officers are rare, not to mention Ding Jing.

So resting in the eyes of Chen Ke, Ding Jing was obviously "unusual."

Mo Shangyun was crying and laughing.

However, anyway, staying here with Chen Ke is indeed easier than Erlian.

There is no need to stand upright, or sit upright, get together and chat about melon seeds, Chen Ke consciously took out the cards for them to play.

"This title is okay," Chen Ke's eyes wandered on the ink sketch. "In a blink of an eye, you will be crushed."

"Luck." Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, a rare ease.

"I heard you ran from 907?"

"Have I heard of this?"

"Nonsense." Chen Ke took a sip of water, put the glass on the table, then leaned over and asked curiously, "Now?"

"Confidential."

Mo Shangyun smiled at him.

The so-called confidentiality represents important information. Obviously not an ordinary company, but...the "special" one.

Chen Kexin understood, did not continue this topic.

Looking at the two of them on the sofa, Chen Ke asked: "They are all your soldiers?"

After a slight pause, Mo Shangyun didn't answer directly, but instead smiled, "Can this be seen?"

"Humph."

Chen Ke hummed proudly.

Guess was confirmed, Chen Ke's heart was sour, and at the same time it was inevitable that he felt a little sad...

Although it was expected that Mo Shangyun came as a "special force", he did not expect that Mo Shangyun would climb so high at once.

Not an ordinary commando, but the captain who leads the commando.

Look at...

No matter Ding Jing or Tang Poem, no matter how their aura is kept, it is not a casual generation at a glance.

It's not that those recruits in their company can compare.

Thinking about it for a while, Chen Keyu found an assessment score sheet from the file pile and pushed it in the direction of Mo Shangyun, with a smile on his face, "Come, look."

"I do not watch."

Don't overdo it.

Chen Ke pushed another point forward, "Oh, look at it."

"dont see."

Mo Shangyun's vision never fell on the score sheet.

Chen Ke wanted to plug her in. She really wanted to take the lead. In the next time, she would definitely revolve around this and could not rest.

However, Ding Jing walked pacing over, seeing that Mo Shun shouldn't, he picked up the score sheet, "I will see."

After a glance, Ding Jing and Chen Ke asked, "Brother Chen, is this your company's achievement?"

"Correct."

Chen Ke nodded.

"Oh..." Looking down, Ding Jing put the transcript together and put it back on Chen Ke's stack of materials, saying, "Then don't say this, save your hurt."

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Tang poetry: "..."

Chen Ke: "..."

Shut up, you!

The so-called feelings, because of your sentence, was directly torn apart.

At half-time, Chen Ke smiled bitterly, raised his hand a bit of sweat from his forehead, and said: "Forget it, it's not easy for you to come back, go for a walk."

"I will come again tomorrow, and only then will I choose someone." Mo Shangyun said, "How many people do you have in this training camp?"

"Three." Chen Ke shook his head and sighed, "A batch is not as good as a batch, so are you two."

The year in which Erlian was born was the most glorious period.

In these two quarters, Erlian and Renlian were comparable, and the results of Sanlian gradually caught up.

The level is mediocre, and there are no outstanding soldiers like Li Liang, Lin Qi and Xiang Yongming.

"No such statement," Mo Shangyun smiled. "Change the training method."

"Hey!" Chen Ke took out the training arrangements and assessment results again, and pushed forward again to Mo Shangyun, "Otherwise, look at..."

Mo Shangyun couldn't help laughing, shouting back: "Tang Poetry."

"To!"

Tang Shi, who sat on the sofa properly, heard the sound and subconsciously responded, and stood up at the same time.

Mo Shangyun copied the two previous lists and handed it to Tang Shi, "How do you arrange for a new grade every quarter?"

Tang Shi took it honestly.

Ding Jing was dissatisfied. "Why don't you ask me?"

Mo Shangyun leaned on her side, "Where are you from the military experience?"

Ding Jing frowned, "I haven't eaten pork, haven't I seen a pig run?"

"I think Xiaoding can also try it." Chen Ke echoed.

"Well."

Ding Jing raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

"Gamble?" Mo Shangjun raised his lips.

"Who's afraid of who?" Ding Jing arms his arms in full confidence.

"You won, the conditions are open casually." Mo Shangyun chuckled, "I won. Give me and Tang Shi two months' clothes. Plus snacks."

"what?"

The Tang poetry in which innocent people were involved was stunned.

Ding Jing flicked the table, "OK, how come?"

After thinking a bit, Mo Shangyun said: "Tomorrow you will each submit a plan, and Mr. Ji will make the final judgment."

Suddenly, Ding Jing asked: "Why is Mr. Ji?"

Mo Shangyun shrugged and said frankly: "Because he is Mr. Ji."

Moreover, it is Mr. Ji who has been responsible for the detailed training planning of the men's team.

According to steps, it is revealed that Yan Tianxing is generally responsible for formulating the quarterly requirements and the general training plan, and the rest of the individual-specific detailed plans are arranged and implemented by Ji Zhou.

Ji Zhou knows what level and in what way, and can get the most improvement in the shortest time.

It should be easy to predict the results of a training program with Ji Zhou's savage eyes.

-Of course, only the training program, regardless of other conditions.

"...All right." Ding Jing responded.

Tang Shi didn't speak, but it was the default.

Mo Shangyun glanced at her, her eyes paused a little on the pink of her ear, and then she smiled.