Unexpectedly, Feng Ling agreed so quickly this time, and easily completed the task assigned by the boss to Afeng, who was secretly happy: "It's easy to say it, if you want to keep a low profile, just keep a low profile. As long as you come back, everything will be easy to say."

Afeng is usually a serious person, especially when he was arranged by several old men from the Li family to go to the base to be responsible for managing various matters, which is equivalent to the eyeliner of several old men from the Li family.

However, he is quite righteous. I remember that when he was kicked out of the base, Afeng saw it from the side, and there was obviously unbearableness in his eyes, but after all, his responsibilities and rules were there, and he had never said anything in person.

Feng Ling was somewhat infected by such an honest and serious person who could have such a happy tone now, and he felt that what happened back then seemed to have been put aside inadvertently.

It's also great to go back like this. The identity of the new instructor is not as high-end as the official shooting instructors in the base. The acceptance of those in the base who still criticize him can be higher, which will save a lot of quarrels and troubles.

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On the day when Mr. Ji Nuan and Mr. Mo were discharged from the hospital, they went to the xi base first.

Mr. Mo had something to talk about at the base, and it was rare that he would come to the base in person, and many people went to the conference room.

Feng Ling accompanied Ji Nuan to walk around the base.

Ak occasionally comes to Ji Nuan to explain to Ji Nuan various places and facilities in the base.

When visiting the shooting training ground and some melee training areas, Ji Nuan looked at the members who had been training for a few hours in such cold weather, and looked at Feng Ling in a blink of an eye: "Have you used to be like this every day?"

Feng Ling looked over there and nodded.

"Mrs. Mo, don't look like Feng Ling is very thin. Every time she is training, she is better than us, and she is definitely the first one when fighting. Not to mention sniper rifles, just talking about close combat, 80% of the people in our base can't beat her."

As Ah K said, the two brothers seemed to hug Feng Ling's shoulders.

Feng Ling did not avoid it, but said coldly: "Refuse to praise and kill."

Ak smiled: "What, are you afraid that Mrs. Mo will know your status in our base? I am excited to raise your salary? Oh, Mrs. Mo doesn't afford it..."

The fact that Feng Ling was going back to the base had spread among these people with good relationships. Everyone was happy and just waiting for her to come back quickly.

"Get out." Feng Ling raised his hand and patted him away: "I'll walk here for a while, what do you, a big man, do with you?"

"I didn't see what private conversations you and Mrs. Mo could talk about between women. Last time you made a facial mask, you were so embarrassed that you almost smashed my phone."

Before Ah K finished speaking, he wanted to throw it away before Feng Ling raised his foot and kicked him.

Afterwards, Ji Nuan looked at the figures who were training. Perhaps even women had some heroic plots in their bones. Even though they had not received training since childhood, they still wanted to learn a little, so Ji Nuan asked Feng Ling to teach her to shoot.

Feng Ling happened to be fine. If Ji Nuan could learn some simple self-defense skills, or teach him how to shoot safely without getting out of fire, she would of course be happy to teach.

After all, although Ji Nuan fired a gun last time in Cambodia, she didn't know much at that time, and the gun almost broke out and injured herself.

Now I can teach you.

In fact, if it weren't for Feng Ling's promise to the base first and that she would come back, otherwise when Ji Nuan said she wanted her to stay by her side to teach her some kung fu, Feng Ling's heart would have been a little shaken, and she didn't really want to separate from Ji Nuan.

But everyone has their own way to go. Ji Nuan will return to Haicheng with Mr. Mo one day, and he did not belong to Haicheng at first. Behind her is the base, her sweetheart... it is Li Nanheng.

I can't cut it off, nor can I give it up.

...

The next day.

Mr. Mo and Ji Nuan returned to the Mo family in Los Angeles. Feng Ling didn't have to follow him and did nothing for a while.

But Afeng didn't think so. Seeing that Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo had left, he quickly came to Feng Ling with the list of new members of the base that had been prepared, for fear that she would regret it or that she would run away again.

"This is the list of new members of the team that you have arranged for you. These youth training team members are older than when you first joined the team, but they are all eighteen and nineteen years old. The base is not allowed to recruit children under the age of sixteen now. Even if you want to come in, you have to wait until you are old. The opportunity like you were able to get in at the age of thirteen is completely gone."

After hearing this, Feng Ling reached out and picked up the list and took a few glances. It was indeed eighteen or nineteen years old. In fact, it was not much younger than her in this way. She is only twenty-one years old now.

The last time Mrs. Feng meant that she was now twenty-one years old.

But she is not much different from her birthday when she was half a year old.

"But newcomers of this age are also easy to train. Although they are all thorny, they can at least understand their words and know that they must abide by the rules. Unlike those who are too young, they occasionally have to take care of their emotional emotions. At this age, there is no need to take care of them. If they do something wrong, they will be punished directly. If they can't hold on, they can get out. In the base, their strong psychological ability is more important."

"Yes." Feng Ling responded lightly, looking at the list, and then said: "I suddenly arranged such a job for me. Who is the meaning of it?"

Unexpectedly, she didn't ask a few days ago. Now she suddenly asked this question. A Feng said what he had prepared before: "Of course it's the meaning of the base hall. Now the leadership is so short of staff. You, the elites who were originally from the elite were members we accidentally lost to outside. Now we finally had the opportunity to let you come back. We must try every means to pull you back."

"Is that right?" Feng Ling had known for a long time that the matter of asking her to return to the base must have something to do with Li Nanheng. He wished she could stay in the base every day and stay by his side in the future. She didn't say it out loud, and smiled faintly: "Okay, I'll take these people, but I just came back and haven't trained for a long time. I have to review many basic movements and postures myself. Give me three days to get back to my state and I'll go to see these people again."

"Ok, three days can."

Until Afeng left, Feng Ling stood in the meeting room of the base, turned around and walked outside the door, looking at the large training grounds in the base and the assembly square in the middle, and could vaguely hear the uniform steps of a team of members during training.

She breathed the familiar air here and curled her lips.

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(Mm haha, when I come back, it means that the little lamb has returned to the wolf cave~ haha, please give me a monthly ticket!)
Chapter completed!