Chapter 237
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The Black Pearl Squad was the MTF team that Smith was in. The members were all his comrades when he was a mercenary.
Because Old Smith came back from the future and changed the course of history, Will Smith did not join the foundation according to the established procedures, and the Black Pearl Squad was not established.
The task that Zhang Jue gave him was to gather these people together.
Smith did not disappoint. After more than two months, he ran all over the tropical rainforest of South America and finally brought all his brothers back.
Zhang Jue was just worried that he did not have enough subordinates when the two Smith's delivered this big gift to him.
This was the first MTF team that Zhang Jue owned.
Although their equipment was not advanced enough.
But as long as there were people, everything was not a problem.
Zhang Jue could even get the SCP project at the headquarters. Dozens of sets of MTF team equipment were not a problem at all.
Zhang Jue glanced at the soldiers in front of him.
They fought in the tropical rainforest all year round and lived a life where there was no tomorrow. It was as if they had crawled out of hell. Their eyes were fierce and determined, and they carried a murderous aura.
As long as ordinary people were looked at by them, they would be scared out of their wits.
Zhang Jue would wake up laughing in his dreams if he could use such a group of people.
But he also knew in his heart that they did not really belong to him now.
Zhang Jue looked at the faces full of scars and mud and said, "Without my order, I think Smith has not told you my identity. I think you should be very curious about who I am and why your two bosses are so willing to listen to me."
After Zhang Jue finished speaking, he paused for a moment. His eyes swept over everyone in the Black Pearl Squad.
Although these soldiers were bumpkins, they had experienced life and death situations.
Not to mention that Zhang Jue was a young man in his twenties. Even if the president of Mei country came, they would not necessarily take him seriously.
These people were like ferocious beasts.
If Smith was not the leader, they would not even look at Zhang Jue.
Zhang Jue knew this very well. He knew that if he wanted these people to listen to him sincerely, it would take a long time.
"My name is Zhang Jue, I am the special consultant of the SCP Foundation. Smith has already told you what the SCP Foundation is, but I know that you are not interested in these things."
Zhang Jue was right. These mercenaries lived a life of blood on the edge of a knife. Why were they so desperate and ready to fight?
Some people were for money, some for women, some for women. But no one would fight for world peace and the reproduction of mankind.
Those things were too far away from them.
When you might not even be able to see the sun tomorrow, how could you have the time to think about where the future of mankind will go? Screw it.
"I don't like those empty words, so let's just do something practical."
Zhang Jue said: "I can promise you that if you follow me, you will naturally not lack money. Most importantly, I can let you live, and live better and better lives."
"Some of you may laugh, you probably think that I am bragging. Without me, you can still live well. I can only say that if you think so, you are gravely mistaken. "
"This world is not as simple as you think. There are countless demons and ghosts running amok. I don't ask you to sacrifice yourself like a savior, but at least, for yourself."
"Perhaps some of you will question my ability and why I dare to say such a thing. Today, I will temporarily satisfy your curiosity."
With that, Zhang Jue took out a pistol from his pocket.
Under the gaze of the dozens of people in the Black Pearl Squad, he stretched out his arms, pointed the gun at himself, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!" The gun was fired without warning.
The team members were stunned.
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