“I just wanted to tell him, mind your own business when it comes to training your own troops.”
Mo Shangjun’s tone was indifferent, as if she were talking about a trivial matter.
But—
Slap slap slap.
She dealt several invisible slaps to the faces of the onlookers.
Lin Qi and Lai Liang, standing together, exchanged a look without prior agreement.
Mo Shangjun’s actions were nothing short of shocking.
This person, not only ruthless to her own unit’s soldiers, she wouldn’t even spare those from other units.
How on earth did she survive to this age!
With that temperament, she should have been beaten to death a thousand times over!
The veteran’s face turned alternately red and white with her words, and the others from the first platoon suddenly understood why, every time they saw the second platoon training, they all wanted to strangle Lieutenant Mo to death.
They wanted to strangle her too!
“Boom.”
Mo Shangjun spat out the word coolly.
Although they didn’t particularly like Mo Shangjun’s style, the second platoon was still willing to accept this point.
Heaven knows how oppressed they usually felt in front of other platoons!
The second platoon always came in last in the quarterly assessments, and no matter how busy the first and third platoons were, they would never forget to mock them.
Attempts had been made to suppress them with force but—
Dammit, they couldn’t beat them!
Now, with a fearless and strong-willed deputy platoon leader backing them up from behind, they certainly weren’t going to be polite anymore.
They shooed people away like chasing dogs!
Nearly everyone from the second platoon had gathered here, while the members of other platoons were scattered.
Even standing together, their presence seemed weaker, and those who knew better naturally wouldn’t bother to argue and so wisely chose to leave.
Before long, only the second platoon was left on the drill ground.
Seeing this, everyone felt rather smug, but then Mo Shangjun threw a bucket of cold water on their spirits—
“All the new recruits, come at me together.”
Mo Shangjun raised her eyebrows slightly, speaking with a hint of impatience.
Get it over with quickly and then head back; standing around here wasting time and drinking in the north wind was quite uncomfortable.
No sooner had her words fallen did the slight bit of good feeling the others had for her instantly disappear.
Still so arrogant, still so deserving of a beating—
“Deputy Platoon Leader Mo, are you serious?” a naive new recruit asked her in disbelief.
“Otherwise?” Mo Shangjun asked nonchalantly in return.
The naive recruit blinked, counted the number of recruits, and then was thoroughly flabbergasted.
After waiting a moment without anyone making a move, Mo Shangjun shrugged and said, “Wait three seconds, if you don’t make a move, you automatically concede.”
It turned out that there was a necessity for provocation to work.
Upon these words, aside from Yongming, all the rest charged at Mo Shangjun.
Since she was so confident, they had no reason to hold back!
A group fight!
If they didn’t beat her up to vent their anger, they weren’t men!
A smile deepened on Mo Shangjun’s lips.
The veterans standing around tensed up at the scene, but when they saw two new recruits hit the ground within an instant, they realized that their worries were unnecessary.
Lang Yan, who had received the news in the office, rushed over in a hurry, and upon seeing the scene of the fight, his face turned green.
“What happened?”
Forcing himself to stay calm, Lang Yan walked over to the three platoon leaders.
Lai Liang glanced at him and recounted the situation, not omitting the part where Mo Shangjun taunted the first platoon leader.
Lang Yan expressed his dilemma.
Having donned the military uniform for six years since entering the military academy and then joining the troops, Lang Yan had seen all sorts of soldiers, but he had never encountered anyone as troublesome as this.
A good session of ideological work, and she had the talent to turn it into such a mess!
During their exchange, Mo Shangjun had already managed to get all the new recruits lying on the ground.
“Deputy Company Commander Mo!”
Seeing her standing unharmed in the center, Lang Yan called out to her.
“Hmm?” Turning around, Mo Shangjun lifted her eyelids slightly.
“What about the ideological work you promised?” Lang Yan’s face appeared amiable, but his heart was filled with desolation.
The cold wind was blowing, and it was blowing right into his heart.
Feeling guilty, Mo Shangjun touched her nose and then spoke with righteous indignation, “I’m in the middle of it.”
“…”
Shameless, how could she even say that with a straight face!
Typical ideological work calms the new recruits, but no, she turned it into a mess by knocking them all over.
Where’s her shame?!
Lang Yan’s expression kept changing until finally, after a long while, he said, “Come with me.”
“I’m not done yet…” Mo Shangjun shrugged innocently.
Seeing her taking advantage of the situation and still feigning innocence, Lang Yan didn’t know whether to be angry or laugh, so he finally just put on a stern face, “No need to continue, let the instructor handle it himself.”
“Alright.”
Mo Shangjun clapped her hands and smiled.
That smile made everyone present feel the temperature drop even further.
Lang Yan walked ahead until they reached their office, where he finally stopped.
And Mo Shangjun stopped following him.
“Why did you start fighting with them?” Lang Yan furrowed his brows tightly, completely unable to understand what she was thinking.
“If they don’t fight, how will they know their own limits?”
Dragging out her office chair, Mo Shangjun sat down naturally, crossing her slender legs, her movements casual and relaxed.
Lang Yan thought about it and found her words somewhat reasonable.
“I didn’t hit them hard, don’t worry,” Mo Shangjun said in a perfunctory comforting manner.
“I’m not worried about them, I’m worried about the instructor!” Lang Yan pressed his brow and also pulled out an office chair to sit down.
The bunch of youngsters weren’t a big deal; they could take a beating.
But if the instructor found out that Mo Shangjun had gotten into a fight while doing ideological work with the new recruits, that would be troublesome indeed!
Since the instructor had left Mo Shangjun in his care, any trouble she caused would inevitably lead to him taking some of the blame.
Just the thought of it made Lang Yan feel calluses forming on his ears.
After a moment’s reflection, Mo Shangjun said, “I’ll talk to them tomorrow, get our stories straight.”
Giving her a look of wry amusement, Lang Yan then asked, “What’s the deal with visiting the Company Commander of First Company?”
“Just paying a visit to the dear old man, and by the way,” Mo Shangjun rubbed her chin with her fingers, her eyes narrowing slightly, “sharing some heartfelt emotions.”
“I’m telling you, don’t provoke him; he’s got a temper and shouldn’t be offended.”
“Unreasonable?” Mo Shangjun raised her eyebrows.
“Not exactly, but he’s very protective of his own.” Lang Yan objectively remarked.
“As long as he’s reasonable, it’s fine,” Mo Shangjun said nonchalantly.
“Don’t stir up trouble,” Lang Yan warned, giving her a wary glance as his expression turned serious for once.
“I know what I’m doing.”
“…”
Suddenly, Lang Yan had a bad premonition.
Know what she’s doing?
The “knowing” in her mind was definitely not something that ordinary people could accept.