Eventually, the three of them discussed to no avail.
They left, disheartened.
Peng Yuqiu was leading the way, while Mo Shangjun and Duan Zimu trailed behind.
At this time of year, there were many mosquitoes, especially in this area. Mo Shangjun had already put on an extra training jacket, but even then, the exposed skin was quickly bitten in the few moments they stood still.
Mo Shangjun pressed down on the brim of her hat, wishing she could pull up her collar to cover herself a little more.
"Here."
Suddenly hearing Peng Yuqiu's voice, Mo Shangjun was surprised to see a familiar green packaging of a small bottle.
This was the mosquito repellent commonly used by the troops, named DEEP WOODS. However, this time, the equipment list for the outing did not permit its presence.
Mo Shangjun glanced at it twice, then frowned and looked toward Duan Zimu.
Yet, Duan Zimu bowed his head slightly and stuffed the small bottle of repellent into Mo Shangjun's hand.