Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Three frogmen came out of the bush.

They were covered with muddy and dead leaves, and they looked a little embarrassed, and their expressions were not as aggressive as when they were walking.

Duanzi Muhe Peng Yuqiu, who was grilling the fish, glanced in the direction they came, and then he looked back in unison.

As expected.

The defender who came over two hours in advance might have set up many traps on the island waiting for them.

In the initial battle, they certainly won't get any benefits.

However, these people have not tasted the power of Mo Shangyun and others, and can only let them experience it for themselves.

"Return without a shot?"

Spreading a handful of salt on the grilled fish, Peng Yuqiu raised an eyebrow and ridiculed at the three frogmen who ran back.

After all, he wasn't the same person. His ridicule seemed extremely ironic. A little shorter one wouldn't do it. He wanted to fight with Peng Yuqiu on the impulse, but was stopped by the two people around him.

"It's been calculated."

"It's a trap."

The other two explained one after the other, trying to make them feel that they were not so rookie.

In fact, on the bar face to face with Ji Zhou, they were really not afraid of him.

However, I don’t know how they made so many traps in a short time. They took the trick if they didn’t pay attention. When they were trapped, Ji Zhou threw a grenade, and they didn’t even have room to fight back. Climbing back in despair.

"Just exercise before meals," Duan Zimu smiled and relieved them, "discuss how to attack after eating."

"Are we really doing this?"

A frogman with a large skeleton sat next to him and asked him with a frown.

Duan Zimu looked at him, "Do you mean?"

"Just here."

The frogman glanced at the campfire in front of him, and his eyes hinted clearly.

Duan Zi admired, a calm expression said: "There is no instruction to say no."

Originally, it was a test of how they survived on deserted islands without food, plus dealing with enemies and completing missions.

Now, since both parties have not tacitly attacked, they will eat and drink first.

Nor has it broken any rules.

What's more, in the initial task requirements, there is no mandatory requirement for how many times they must be attacked, and there is no specific regulation on their quality of life.

"Speaking of whom did you meet?"

After the other two frogmen sat down, Peng Yuqiu asked them.

"Ji Jizhou."

Peng Yuqiu acted, "Just one?"

Just one, they don’t even have a chance to shoot?

"God is haunted, at first he didn't see him at all."

"That is, he didn't show up until we all fell into the trap."

"However, if we familiarize ourselves with the terrain, if we go in again, we can make a record of where we walked."

The three of you are saying something for me, they are all respecting the faces of their frogmen.

Peng Yuqiu and Duan Zimu are not in the same army. At most, the Army has one thing in common, and the classification of the Army and the Navy is no different for them, so even if they are together, there is no sense of collective honor. Let them justify themselves, without colluding and demeaning them.

The three defended for a while, and found it meaningless, so they gradually stopped.

"Come on, it's all ready, ready to eat."

After finishing the last processing step, Peng Yuqiu said to others.

A total of four fish were caught, and there were three shrimps. Eating shrimp without fish was considered to be evenly distributed.

When the three frogmen went to the island to find fault, Peng Yuqiu and Duan Zimu took some water with large leaves, and each jug was full, not only for eating, but also for drinking without worrying.

After happily dividing up the food on the campfire, five people are ready to enjoy this rare thing.

However, before they could open their mouths, they heard a voice of Youzaiyou——

"Yo, are you eating?"

The sound came from the direction of the bush.

It is a familiar female voice.

They froze and looked at the sound source a little bit dumbfounded.

I saw Mo Shangyun, who was wearing a jungle combat uniform, came out from behind the branch. She did not bring a gun, so she carried a black plastic bag in her hand, and the other hand was empty. She glanced in the direction they sat around. Then, like a friend's chance encounter, with a light and gentle smile on his face, he came over with such a big swing.

Peng Yuqiu blinked, and there was an ominous hunch in his heart.

by!

When Mo Shangyun has abnormal behavior, there is no good thing!

What's the situation now? !

Opposite!

It's the relationship of meeting "either you die or I live"!

She came like an old acquaintance, without a threat, this... this is really creepy, okay? !

"Standing on the battlefield, I have no doubt that she was carrying two kilograms of bombs and a two-kilometer pit!" Peng Yuqiu whispered in a low voice. "She just wanted to bury us in the pit and fill it with bombs. "

However, everyone around heard him.

The three frogmen looked at each other, I don't know where he came from, but Duan Zimu was quite touched, expressing his approval of Peng Yuqiu's eyes.

It’s okay if Mo Shangyun is an ordinary person. These two kilogram bombs are definitely prepared for herself, giving a kind of vigorous and unprecedented heroic death.

But, this is Mo Shangyun.

If Mo Shangyun had prepared two kilograms of explosives, those explosives must have been prepared for them. She dared to come so arrogantly, and she was confident that she would pit us completely and then go back unharmed.

Duan Zimu glanced at the grilled fish in his hand and felt that he might not taste it at the first bite.

Mo Shangyun came over slowly.

In the gray sky, she moves slowly, her combat boots are on the beach, leaving a series of footprints, and the distance of each footprint seems to be equal.

No hurry, calmly calm.

Seeing her approaching, the three frogmen swallowed subconsciously.

This frogman, who is usually well-trained and able to aim with his gun in time even with the appearance of a mouse, was thinking about what Mo Shangyun was holding in his hand, without any aggression. .

Soon, Mo Shangjun stopped at a distance of about one meter from Duan Zimu.

She lifted the brim upwards, revealing a pair of beautiful narrow eyes, and then smiled and greeted them: "What a coincidence, you can meet any patrol."

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