Chapter five hundred and seventy-fifth: used to
They didn't say anything, but were silent. After a moment of concentrating, suddenly someone's voice sounded timidly.
"We are not looking down on female soldiers, but we feel... we feel..."
Shouldn’t their daughter work at home? She will find a good man to marry and take care of her husband and children at home. Why are they still coming out to join the army now? This is something that they can’t hold on at all?
A person who already has this kind of thinking will feel stronger when he sees his instructor being a woman again.
The man had timid words, and before he could finish his words, Mo Cunxi knew what the second half was.
Frowning, I never thought that these people were young and in today's society, there was such a thought, was they too machismoism or were they cancerous to straight men?
"What's wrong with a woman? Can't women join the army? Can't women be heroes? What's wrong with a woman? Do you eat your rice or drink your water?"
Everyone was silent, looking at Mo Cunxi's sudden change of tone, he looked confused.
He opened his mouth and wanted to refute it. Mo Cunxi raised his hand and waved his hand and said:
"Today, I sniped ten shots, not to mention a hundred shots, only nine shots. You all double the training today, ten turns into twenty, and then apologize to the female soldier, throw away your tinted glasses, lose your machismo, train me well. Of course, you can choose to leave now and be a deserter."
Mo Cunxi has never been serious about anything. Today, she wants to teach these bad guys a lesson. How to be a human being?
After the words came, everyone looked at each other, turned to look at the long track behind them, and wailed weakly.
Be a deserter? No no no no.
They've trained anyway.
Seeing that they didn't speak, Mo Cunxi smiled, took the sniper rifle in their hands, loaded it, aimed it, eyepiece, raised his hand, and prepared.
Wow, swow, the bullets headed towards the target with an extremely fierce momentum, and fell one by one at the center of the target.
Everyone behind him suddenly widened their mouths in shock. Looking at Mo Cunxi, he immediately didn't know what to say.
This shock came so quickly.
In the distance, An Sheng and Mo Xichen stood together, one big and one small, and they were extremely harmonious.
An Sheng curled his lips: "Your mother has such a bad temper..."
Mo Xichen looked up and glanced at An Sheng, and said in a mighty and domineering manner.
"It's a habit..."
That look, that look...
It simply... subverts An Sheng's perception again...
Sighing Mo Cunxi's son...
It's true...unparalleled...
I wanted to praise him, but I saw Mo Xichen holding his hand and heading towards Mo Cunxi...
From now on
In one step, Mo Xichen embarked on the road of becoming the second military sniper ace after his mother.
After a hundred years of excellence, he started his ten-year sniper training one-way path.
To put the last shot, Mo Cunxi turned his head and saw his son coming towards her. He smiled softly, put the sniper rifle in his hand into Mo Xichen's hand, circled behind Mo Xichen, shook his small hand with his big hand, and aimed at the target.
One shot shot, hitting the red heart.
He fired the first shot in Mo Xichen's life.
It was in the sniper field at the headquarters of the Dijing, in Mo Cunxi's arms, under Mo Cunxi's guidance.
Mo Cunxi took back his pistol and was about to speak, but he saw that all the soldiers who were still standing behind him had already run on the track.
Mo Cunxi smiled, stunned, and saw the five people walking in a fierce and orderly manner in the direction of the school grounds, wearing camouflage uniforms and hats.
He put his feet together, straightened his back, patted his son's back with his hands, and said:
"Mo Xichen, I said to run, let's run, how about it?"
Mo Xichen glanced at Mo Cunxi lazily, and raised his hand and waved to Tang Yao who was coming in a fierce manner.
"Not what? Mo Cunxi must have conditions."
Mo Cunxi looked at his son and gritted his teeth:
"I will teach you how to snipe tomorrow..."
Mo Xichen's eyes bent and ran out first.
Mo Cunxi followed him,
The sound of Xie Xi and the others gritting their teeth came from behind.
"Mo Cunxi... Stop for me..."
Zhang Deyuan: "Do you have the face to run away?"
Tang Yao: "I feel like I have lived too long, right? We'll give you a ride."
One hour later...
Street tavern…
Faced with the target of being besieged by everyone, Jiang Ya was replaced by Mo Cunxi...
Jiang Ya smiled dryly, snuggled beside Xie Xi, and said with grievance:
"Cunxi, you are really bad at this. You don't know how much they care about you. It makes them feel so heartbroken when you do this..."
Mo Cunxi gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and smiled stiffly on his face.
"Jiang Ya, when we go back, we can talk, we can talk..."
After six years, under the pain of being diluted by time, they met and reunited again.
Faced with the changes and past in each other's lives, don't mention them any more.
As soon as the wine glass fell in his hand, Mo Cunxi pointed at Tang Yao and Zhang Deyuan and said loudly:
Chapter completed!