The soldier is a girl

Chapter 64 Chapter 64: Personal Training

This perception made Mu Jin forget to swallow the medicine in her mouth for a moment, and then she was choked gorgeously. The bitter taste in her mouth instantly hit every sense in her body.

"Cough...cough..."

At this moment, Mo Ling's eyes turned to the old military doctor Quan Gui who came out a step behind him, "Quan Gui, the wounded soldiers will be handed over to you."

"Don't worry, General, Quan Gui will do his best."

"En." Mo Ling responded lightly and turned to leave.

This time, Mu Jin was convinced that the other party really ignored her, she coughed so much that even the old military doctor came to see him, and he left?

Enduring the cough, Mu Jin drank the remaining medicine in one go, then nodded at the old military doctor and chased after Mo Ling in three steps and two steps.

"General."

"kindness."

Mo Ling's soft answer made Mu Jin very heartbroken, saying that the other party ignores you, and the other party responded, "reasonable", this strong smell of alienation all over the body has several meanings.

"I'll put breakfast in your tent for you."

"..." This time there was not even a word of grace, and the other party didn't know if it was intentional. With his long legs, that step was twice as fast as hers. In order to keep up with the pace, she had to trot.

I don't know if it was Mu Jin's illusion, but she felt that the other person's footsteps were getting faster and faster, so that she only studied how to keep up, and forgot to say anything else, and arrived at the main tent without much effort.

"Go to the school grounds and wait for training." The curtain was raised and lowered, and Mu Jin was directly separated from the curtain with an order.

Standing outside the curtain, Mu Jin was stunned for a while before saying: "Yes."

She just said that this man didn't get angry when she did what she did yesterday, let alone strangled her neck. He dared to play a cold hand. She was a little messy because she was sick. She is a sick man, General, don't take it like this Patients care about...

Or is it that the general finally doesn't plan to indulge her anymore?

But what if she got used to it?
Thinking of this, Mu Jin raised her eyes to look at the blue sky with white clouds floating, and the corners of her mouth curled into an inexplicable arc.

This is really a difficult problem to solve...

……

On the school grounds, Mo Ling stood in a black robe with his hands behind his back, and he looked like a general. Just looking at him, he couldn't help being awed and awed. This was an aura submerged in the battlefield.

Looking at Mo Ling like this, Mu Jin seemed to have returned to the day when he first arrived at the barracks. He was like this on that day, or he was like this at first, but she felt that he was not like him when she got close to him. It looks so cold on the outside.

Being small is a flaw, so Mu Jin stood in the first row again.

There is a distinction between public and private, even though Mo Ling's estrangement made Mu Jin feel inexplicably uncomfortable before, so uncomfortable that she hadn't figured out how to treat him, but now that he is a general, she is just a soldier.

"Do you know why this general selects a group of recruits?" This was Mo Ling's first opening sentence after standing for nearly a stick of incense.

"Please give instructions, general." The 45 recruits selected yesterday shouted in unison.

"Because you are a blank sheet of paper. This general wants to carve this blank sheet of paper into a sharp sword that will pierce the enemy's heart. Are you willing?"

"Yes." Those two words made one's blood boil.

"You may not be the most powerful soldiers, but you must be the most loyal soldiers, understand?"

"clear."

Although there were only 45 people, the shouts were powerful and powerful, showing the blood of the men in the army.

"Did you see the sandbags over there? From now on, the first training every morning is to run five laps around the Crescent Moon Slope with the sand on your back, understand?"

"clear."

"start."

"Yes." After a while, the 45 people ran to the sandbags in formation, carried them on their backs one by one, and then started running.

(End of this chapter)