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Mu Cheng's heart went cold.
He felt that he had been sniped by Ya Tianxing's gaze.
However, he was lucky to be alive.
Recognizing the situation, he took two steps back, "Cough, Captain, Yuqiu seems to be looking for me, I'll go over there first, call me anytime if you need anything."
Before the sound of his words faded, Mu Cheng disappeared at the doorway.
Ya Tianxing slowly retracted his gaze, but as it swept over the cell phone, he couldn't help pausing for an instant.
Then, he smiled.
In the eyes of others, Second Squad had achieved a complete turnaround, but in Mo Shangjun's view, there was no such consciousness as "Second Squad is inferior to First Squad." Since both squads were from the Reconnaissance Camp, the fact that Second Squad had two fewer spots than First Squad amounted to a certain degree of failure.
Who knew how she would make people suffer.
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After hanging up the phone, Mo Shangjun focused her gaze on the roster in her hand.
Four people.
