"Deputy Company Commander Mo, it's bad news, Commander Chen is here seeking us out—"
Bang bang bang.
Like a soul being summoned.
Mo Shangjun let the person outside urge her for a while, leisurely got dressed and folded the quilt, deliberately taking two minutes before she went to open the door.
She saw Xiang Yongming standing outside.
Upon seeing her open the door, the feigned urgency and clamor in Xiang Yongming's demeanor immediately vanished without a trace.
Mo Shangjun, with her arms folded, lazily scrutinized him, "Skipping morning training to practice your vocal cords here?"
"No," Xiang Yongming, pinned under her sharp gaze, smiled sheepishly, "It's just that Commander Chen has come looking, and Platoon Leader Li let me come to notify you."
"What does Commander Chen want?" Mo Shangjun frowned slightly.
Even if the second company had gone to clear the snow from the first company's training field, it wouldn't warrant a personal visit from Chen Ke.
