Naval Branch 153 base.

In Lieutenant Colonel Satoni's office, two recruiting forms were thrown at the corner of the desk. Satoni sat on the chair bored and yawned. After a while, he raised his eyelids and drew the forms to the middle of the table. Without looking, he took out a pen from the pen holder with a sneer and made a big slash on the name.

"Sengeri really thought that it would be impossible for him to go to the recruiting office to recruit the navy. It's a joke. With the full staff of the 153 branch, where can people squeeze in." Satoni tapped on the table, and soon a navy came in and waited. ordered.

"Throw these two forms to Senjeri and say that the review has not been approved." Satoni stared blankly at the soldiers who were practicing below, and said lightly: "Tell him that the 153 branch is not a cat or dog that can enter. ."

"Yes!"

The navy picked up the form on the table and walked out quickly.

At the recruiting office, Sen Jerry stared at the recruiting table that was beaten back with an extremely ugly expression, and the two black octopuses stinging his eyes brightly.

"Sartoni, that bastard!" Sengeri roared angrily: "When did recruiting a low-level navy soldier need to be strictly reviewed and approved?"

Pirates are rampant in this world, the navy is a high-risk profession, and the battle loss rate is very high. Even in the weakest East China Sea, the battle loss rate of the bottom navy has always been high. Therefore, recruiting and replenishing the bottom navy has never been a problem. What needs to be reviewed is just supplementary cannon fodder anyway, and only the school-level officers of the branch and the lieutenant-level officers of the headquarters will receive the first real political review, and it is not necessary before that. Because most of them will be eliminated by natural screening and become a corpse buried in the sea.

The Navy does not have the need or the energy to screen the soldiers at the bottom. Basically, you are not disabled, nor are you a fugitive pirate with a bounty. The Navy welcomes you to be a "cannon fodder" at the bottom.

"Bastard, I have to find him." Sengeri grabbed the recruiting sheet and rushed out angrily.

The two navies at the door looked at each other and sighed. They were not optimistic about Senderi's behavior.

Sure enough, after 2 hours, Senjeri walked back like a defeated rooster in a dejected manner, sat on the empty chair in the recruiting hall, lit a cigarette, sipped, and sneered from time to time: "Navy, hehehe, 153 The branch has rotted to the bone."

"Shh!" The two marines at the door made a silent motion, and then sat on the dusty threshold. The three figures were like three salted fish buried in dust.

"Guess what that **** in Satoni said?" Senteri rubbed the cigarette **** under his feet and rubbed the cigarette **** under his feet. Without waiting for Gaku and Chisine to answer, he replied, "He actually said that the 153rd branch of the Navy is full. Status, bastard, he is simply bastard, the 1,000-seat naval branch is now less than 700 navy, and there are still 300 additional places left, he actually said..."

"It's full!" The tall and thin Jiagu continued with a sneer and sneered: "It is indeed full, and the 153 branches in the headquarters have always been full of weaving, otherwise, how did Colonel Monka eat those 300 empty pieces? Salary, do you think Colonel Monka would like you to recruit new recruits? Every time you recruit a new recruit, Colonel Monka will have one less Bailey in his pocket. As Colonel Monka's confidant, Satoni is of course not unwilling to allow it. ."

Qi Si Nei was a navy with a beard, he didn't say a word, he just sighed slightly, but his expression showed that what Gaku said was the truth.

"So, you already knew that?" Sentieri's face was very dark.

"Don't you know it in your heart, but Lieutenant, you still have a little fantasy." Gaku looked at Senjiri blankly, with a hint of resentment in his tone: "And the two of us have long been against the 153rd branch of the Navy. Totally desperate."

Sen Jerry clung to the recruiting table in his hand, looking at the numb and hopeless eyes of Shang Jiagu and Chisine, his heart was blocked, but he was unable to speak for a long time, just sighed in despair, and smashed the recruiting table into a ball. thrown to the ground.

Damn everything, they can't change anything.

The three days were very short, but Yaerlin and Fick were not just waiting, but continued to get acquainted with the town while they were waiting.

The entire town of Shields can be said to be built on the 153rd branch of the Navy. The center of the town is the Naval Branch, and then it radiates and spreads outwards. The further out, the more barren and chaotic it becomes.

The center of the town is a depressing and deserted atmosphere, while the outside of the town is a stench of barrenness and rot. Yaerlin is familiar with this smell like a sewer. This is the smell of sin growing, rotten The maggots, the smell-seeking flies, and the shady mice all gather here.

As a former drug lord, a smuggler, and the leader of a criminal group, Yaerlin is very familiar with the smell of all evil.

"Barren~lightnovelpub.net~ numbness, despair and fear are the best soil to breed evil." Yaerlin never believed that high-pressure rule could maintain clarity and order, on the contrary, under that pale coat All kinds of rotten "flesh" of twisted acne grow.

Just like the outskirts of Shields Town, where he is standing at the moment is the true face of the island of Shields Town.

Women in ragged clothes, skinny children, wicked drunkards, dirty narrow streets and **** thrown everywhere, some men dressed as gang members, and all kinds of resentment, fear, and hatred in their eyes.

"Go away, don't block the way!"

The drunk man walked towards Yarlin and Fick with a wine bottle in his hand. Yarlin frowned and avoided, but Fick did not have the urge to move away together.

"Yarlin, what are we doing here?" Fick asked in confusion.

"This is the most desperate area of ​​Shields Town, which is the deepest sin planted by the 153rd Branch of the Navy. If there is a person in Shields Town who hopes that the 153rd Branch of the Navy will be destroyed, then this person must be hiding in Here." Yaerlin squinted at a few drunkards in the sloping road beside him who were looking at him with malicious eyes.

"Destroy the 153 branch, isn't it? Aren't we going to become a navy?" Fick was puzzled.

"Yes, we are going to become a navy." Yaerlin looked here for a while, his eyes paused on the people dressed as hooligans, turned and walked outside, "So, we need to know more about this place. , Fick, you have to know that these mice hiding in the dark are sometimes very easy to use without burden."

Fick nodded in understanding, and followed Yaerlin to the outside, followed by a few drunkards sneaking up behind them.