Navy Branch 153.
In Lieutenant Colonel Satoni's office, two recruitment forms were thrown on the corner of the desk. Satoni was sitting in a chair and yawning in boredom. After a long while, he opened his eyes and put the forms in the middle of the table. He didn't even look at them. He sneered and took out a pen from the pen holder and made a big cross on the name.
"Senjerry really thought that he would go to the recruitment office to recruit Marines. What a joke, the 153rd branch is fully staffed. How can anyone squeeze in?" Sartoni knocked on the table, and soon a Marine came in and waited for orders.
"Throw these two forms to Senjerry and say that the review was not approved." Satoni stared blankly at the soldiers who were drilling below and said lightly: "Tell him that 153 Branch is not a place where anyone can enter."
"Yes!"
The Marine picked up the forms on the table and walked out quickly.
At the recruitment office, Senjerry stared at the recruitment form with an unsightly expression. The two black crosses on the form were glaring at his eyes.
"Satoni, that bastard!" Senjerry roared angrily, "Since when did the recruitment of a basic marine soldier need to be strictly reviewed and approved?"
In this world, pirates are rampant, and Marines are a high-risk profession. The battle loss rate is very high. Even in the weakest East Blue, the battle loss rate of the Marines at the bottom has always been high. Therefore, the recruitment and replenishment of the Marines at the bottom has never needed to be reviewed. Anyway, it's just replenishing cannon fodder. Only the officers who reach the rank of Major in the branch and the Captain in the headquarters will usher in the first real political review. Before that, there is no need because most of them will be naturally screened out and become a corpse buried in the sea.
The Marines don't need to do that, nor do they have the energy to screen the soldiers at the bottom. Basically, if you are not disabled or a fugitive pirate, the Marines will welcome you as a "cannon fodder" at the bottom.
"Bastard, I have to find him." Senjerry grabbed the recruitment form and rushed out angrily.
The two Marines at the door looked at each other and sighed. They were not optimistic about Senjerry's behavior.
Sure enough, two hours later, Senjerry walked back dejectedly like a defeated rooster. He sat on the empty chair in the recruitment office and lit a cigarette. He took big puffs and sneered from time to time, "Navy, hehehe, 153rd branch is rotten to the bone."
"Shh!" The two Marines at the door made a silent gesture and then sat on the dusty threshold. The three people were like three salted fish buried in dust.
"What do you think that bastard Sartoni said?" Senjerry stepped on the cigarette butt and rubbed it under his feet. He didn't wait for Chisneh and Chisneh to answer, he answered himself, "He actually said that the 153rd branch of the Marine is full. Bastard, he is simply a bastard. The 1000 quota of the Marine branch is now less than 700 Marines. There are still 300 places left. He actually said …"
. "" It's full! " The tall and thin Gagou sneered: "It's indeed full. 153 Branch has always been full. Otherwise, how could Colonel Monca eat the 300 empty salaries. Do you think Colonel Monca would be willing to let you recruit new recruits? Every time you recruit a new recruit, the Bailey in Colonel Monca's pocket will be less. Satoni, as Colonel Monca's confidant, of course, won't not allow it. "
Chisne was a bearded Marine. He didn't say anything, he just sighed slightly, but his expression showed that Gagou was telling the truth.
"So, you already knew?" Senjerry's face was very dark.
"Don't you know it in your heart? It's just that Lieutenant, you still have a little fantasy." Gagou looked at Senjerry with an expressionless face and a trace of resentment in his tone: "And the two of us have already completely given up on Navy Branch 153."
Senjerry gripped the recruitment form tightly in his hand. Facing the numb and despairing eyes of Jia Gu and Qi Sinai, he felt suffocated. For a long while, he couldn't say a word. Dispiritedly, he sighed, crumpled the recruitment form, and threw it on the ground.
There was nothing they could do to change this damned situation.
Three days was a short time, but Yarlin and Fick didn't just wait, they continued to familiarize themselves with the town while waiting.
The entire town of Shields could be said to be built on Navy Branch 153. The center of the town was the Navy Branch, and then radiated outwards. The further one went, the more barren and chaotic it became.
The center of the town was depressing and cold, while the outskirts of the town were filled with the stench of barrenness and decay. Arlen was familiar with this sewer-like smell. It was the smell of evil. Rotting maggots, flies searching for the stench, and rats that couldn't see the light of day all gathered here.
As a former drug lord, the big shot of a smuggling organization, and the leader of a criminal organization, Yarlin was very familiar with the smell of evil.
"Barrenness, numbness, despair, and fear are the best soil to breed evil." Yarlin never believed that high-pressure rule could maintain order and clarity. On the contrary, under the pale white coat, there would be all kinds of twisted and rotten "flesh" that would grow.
Just like the periphery of the town of Shields, where he was standing now, was the true face of the town of Shields.
Women in ragged clothes, skinny children, vicious drunkards, dirty and smelly narrow roads and discarded garbage everywhere. There were also some men dressed as gang members, and all kinds of resentment, fear, and hatred in their eyes.
"Get out of the way, don't block the way!"
A drunken man walked towards Yarlin and Fick with a beer bottle in his hand. Yarlin frowned and dodged, but Fick didn't move out of the way impulsively.
"Yarlin, what are we doing here?" Fick asked in confusion.
"This is the most despairing area of Shields, and also the place where Navy Branch 153 has committed the deepest sins. If there's one person in Shields who wants Navy Branch 153 to be destroyed the most, that person must be hiding here," Yarlin glanced sideways at a few drunkards who were looking at them with malicious eyes.
"Destroy 153 Branch, isn't it? Aren't we going to become the Navy? "Fick was confused.
"Yes, we are going to become the Navy." Yarlin looked around for a while. His eyes paused on the hoodlums for a while before he turned around and walked out. "That's why we need to know more about this place. Fick, you have to know that these rats hiding in the dark can be very handy at times without any burden."
Fick nodded as if he understood. He followed Yarlin outside, and a few drunkards followed behind them sneakily.
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