C923 I'll Pay for the Money She Burned
C923 I'll Pay for the Money She Burned
When the plane received the request to return, she had already thrown six simulators, each one more accurate than the last.
Just as she was happy, she heard the notice on the ground. She could not help but turn to look at Xiyan Cheng, who was beside her.
Their eyes met, and they could see helplessness in each other's eyes.
The plane returned and landed five minutes later. Gong Moyi and Xiyan Cheng both jumped down from the cabin.
The ground asked the two of them to wait where they were. After 40 minutes, a desert off-road car drove over. The man got out of the car and his tall figure blocked some sunlight.
It was a familiar face. It had been ten years since they last met. The instructor who had made the two of them doubt their lives was now standing in front of them. His cold eyes locked onto Xiyan Cheng and Gong Moyi, and his tone was calm. "The base prohibits simulating bombs. Those who disobey will be punished."
Gong Moyi:... ""
What a familiar tone!
Actually, Fu Yucheng did not come here often these few years. Today was the day he went to the nearby desert to inspect the location of the fourth base. When he came back, he caught Gong Moyi and Xiyan Cheng.
He took out a map and handed it to the two of them. "The punishment is that each person carries ten kilograms to the target area and cannot use any means of transportation. I suggest that you bring water and rations because it might take two days. "
Gong Moyi looked at the target area. Going from the base to the target area required crossing a desert.
However, this stretch of desert was a safe zone. Because it was not windy season recently, there was no quicksand structure in this desert, so there would not be any danger.
However, the temperature difference was huge sooner or later, especially at noon during the day. It could kill people by sunbathing, but it was quite cold at night.
So if she and Xiyan Cheng were punished to go there, not only would it be a problem for each of them to carry ten kilograms of weight, they would also need to bring clothes, water, food, and other things.
She pursed her lips and did not say anything.
Xiyan Cheng, who was beside her, said, "Colonel Fu, I was the one who shot the bomb today. It has nothing to do with Moyi. I can receive my punishment. At the same time, I will take the fuel that I burned out from my personal pocket. "But I think Moyi's punishment can be reduced."
But what was the devil's instructor? That is, he will not show any mercy to women.
Fu Yucheng was expressionless. "If you plead for mercy, her punishment will be doubled."
Xiyan Cheng's pupils suddenly tightened. On the field, the atmosphere between the two men became tense.
Gong Moyi saw this and quickly pulled Xiyan Cheng's arm. "Mr Cheng, it's fine. Let's just treat it as a long walk."
She also knew that since the rules were set there, everyone had to abide by them. It was her own wishful thinking that caused this kind of thing to happen. As the daughter and daughter of the person in charge of the base, she and Xiyan Cheng should set an example.
Hearing this, Xiyan Cheng turned his head. His eyebrows were knitted very tightly. He suddenly stretched out his arm and hugged Gong Moyi, who was beside him. "Sorry, I have implicated you."
Gong Moyi, on the other hand, smiled. "It's fine. I feel that shooting is super cool! If I can choose again, I... "
She stopped talking when she met Fu Yucheng's eyes.
Therefore, after twenty minutes, Gong Moyi and Xiyan Cheng prepared rations, water, and clothes, took the load and left.
However, it was too heavy after all. Gong Moyi carried 20 pounds of things. She could not walk for less than 50 meters.
She was just about to stop to rest when Xiyan Cheng, who was beside her, lifted her load.
The muscles on his arm seemed to be tightened because of the strength. He turned his head and said to her: "Moyi, help me carry the water and dry food."
In the desert, two figures walked side by side very quickly.
Gong Moyi really did not regret it. She felt that walking in the desert was novel and exciting. The only flaw was that Xiyan Cheng had to weigh 40 pounds.
The young man back then had already become a man. His shoulders were broad and his muscles were strong. His skin had also changed from a fair and clean appearance to a healthy wheat color.
Although it was already past four in the afternoon, the further they went, the closer they were to the desert. The air seemed to become dry and hot.
Gong Moyi saw that there were beads of sweat sliding down Xiyan Cheng's forehead to his chin, so she took out a handkerchief, turned around, and tiptoed to wipe his sweat.
Xiyan Cheng stopped moving and looked at the girl in front of him. He felt his heart skip a beat.
He let her help him dry. He felt that the emotions that surged in his heart could not be vented just by relying on that little bit of weight.
Thus, he said, "If you can't walk anymore, brother, carry it on your back."