Holding the re-filled recruiting form in his hand, and watching Yaerlin and Fick leave, Senjiri looked at Jiagu and Chisnee, and his eyes showed signs and inquiries.

"Lieutenant, this is our opportunity, there is nothing to hesitate." There was a hint of excitement in Jiagu's low voice: "Aside from those ridiculous naivety, persistence and principles can only keep us moldy here, Navy 153 Branch. It's rotten to the bone, and we can only choose to compromise and be flexible, and then come to fight for our power."

Qi Si Nei didn't say a word, just lit a cigarette and sipped hard, but not saying a word was the biggest acquiescence to Gaku's words.

"Also, Lieutenant, we can't change anything now. Maybe as the recruit said, only after we have gained power can we be qualified to advertise justice or sin." Gaku's eyes flashed with a gleam that made Senjiri look at him: "That Recruits have ambition and skill, which is not a bad thing for us, as long as it is used reasonably and controlled... Maybe Lieutenant, you have not changed the day of the 153rd branch of the Navy. "

"Well, the two of us will help you keep an eye on that recruit." Chisney took a last breath, snuffed out the cigarette butt, and said seriously to Senjiri.

"Don't worry, I know what to do, I won't be as pedantic as before." Senjieri said and closed the wooden box, wrapped it again with cloth and tied it tightly in the palm of his hand, he held the cloth belt. It was as if he directly grabbed the gloomy head, as if he was slowly grasping the power in his palm.

"Everything is for justice!" Senteri said to himself in his heart.

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"Why are you here again?" Satoni looked at Sengeri, and said impatiently: "You can't finish, it's impossible to recruit troops."

Satoni really annoyed Senderi. In the entire 153rd branch of the Navy, this lieutenant was like a stinky and hard stone in a puddle. His mind was full of boring principles and justice. It was really stupid.

The smell of alcohol all over the body made the air in the whole room stink. Satoni felt that Senjeri was really ignorant at all. He just sent the other party to the recruiting office. Isn't it kind of kind? This kind of guy should be found If the opportunity is dealt with, there will be one more vacancy rate.

Senjieri placed the two recruiting sheets on the corner of the table first, and Satoni didn't lift his eyelids during the whole process. Then, Senjiri placed a reward order on the table and slowly pushed it towards the center of the table.

"A reward list?"

Satoni was stunned for a moment.

Bang!

Sentieri rudely put the box in his right hand on the table, untied the cloth belt without saying a word, and pulled the wooden board to reveal the human head inside.

"Um?"

Satoni's pupils suddenly tightened, and he immediately realized what was going on. He pulled the box in front of him, and without hesitation, he reached out and lifted the head with some weird smell and placed it in front of his face to examine it carefully.

"Via, the pirate of 7 million Baileys, that's right."

Satoni looked like a necrophile pervert with a huge smile on his face. He slowly put his head back into the box, and closed the box carefully. He didn't ask Senderi's opinion during the whole process. It was as if the dead man's head belonged to him.

Senteri looked coldly without saying a word.

"Sengeri, your brain is finally enlightened. It seems that life in the recruiting office can train a person very well, yes, yes...Tell me, what do you want?" Satoni was completely different from the attitude just now. Man, the smile on his face is shaking with the fat on both cheeks.

"Oh, these two recruiting sheets, it's no problem to pass smoothly." Satoni took the recruiting sheet at the corner of the table to his hand, signed it with a pen and stamped it with a red seal, as if he also felt that the price was worth it. A little low, he said again: "Since the life in the recruiting office has played a role in tempering, then transfer you back to the base, or do you want to go to sea with the ship?"

It seems like a sale negotiation with a clear price tag. This change of face and face makes Senjieli even more sad. The upper level of the 153rd branch of the Navy has been completely rotten to the core, and the Navy has completely become a tool for them to gain profits. To change all that.

"No, I think life at the recruiting office is not bad, and I want to continue to stay there." Sentieri forced a strange and ugly smile on his face. In the past, he might have wanted to leave the recruiting office all the time, but now, his Change of mind: "I just have a small request."

"What?" Satoni didn't expect that Senteri would want to stay in the recruiting place where birds don't shit, but he didn't bother to look into it. He was already thinking about how to use this head to get rid of Monka. The Colonel gets as much profit as possible.

The transfer of interests is progressive layer by layer~lightnovelpub.net~ Satoni understands the unspoken rules. He understands that he cannot directly bypass Colonel Monka and apply for credit to the headquarters. This military merit can only be awarded. On the medal of Colonel Monka, all he can fight for is more power and monetary rewards.

"I hope that the recruits recruited in the future will be approved, and the recruits who are recruited will be trained by me." Senjiri had already thought about the wording of the request on the way here, and these are still given by Yaerlin. His suggestion was that instead of returning to the 153 branch base, he would just be a salted fish under control in a different place. He might as well find a way to make the recruiting station worthy of the name. Although it sounds a bit fantastical, there is always a front line. possible.

What Senteri didn't realize was that all these thoughts were hints that Yaerin deliberately gave him, and his psychology and behavior had already begun to be influenced and manipulated by Yaerin to some extent.

On the other side, Fick was just asking Yaerlin, "We just left, don't we need to explain a few more words?"

"As a creature like a human being, once he has the opportunity, he will naturally fight for his own interests." Yaerlin replied faintly: "If I break it apart, smash it and explain it, it will give him a feeling of being manipulated, which will be counterproductive. It is better to let him understand, but he will more actively mobilize his subjective initiative."

"Subjectivity?" Fick could always hear fresh words from Yallin, and he didn't realize it.

"Well, when a salted fish finds a chance to turn over, its potential cannot be underestimated. It's the same as when you were on the boat for three months and finally saw a woman on land." Ya Erlin said As a human being, he deeply understands the desire and madness of the little people for turning over.

"Hahaha, I understand when you say that!" Fick laughed loudly.