Chapter 128
Throwing away the map, Mu Shaoan turned his head to look at the forty-nine recruits.
He really hopes to meet the big guys Zhao Zheng and Liu Hui in it.
But he was disappointed soon, none of the forty-nine recruits he knew.
How can I not see the strength of these people, there are a total of 32 men, 17 women, and the basic age is not more than 40 years old.
At this time, these recruits have basically awakened, but to Mu Shaoan's surprise, he didn't jump out and shouted, where is Lao Tzu? Let me go soon, do you know that my dad is Wang Gang? Also, there is no beautiful girl who is weak and pure like a little white rabbit, sobbing and crying for someone to save me.
In fact, after they woke up, everyone squatted there honestly, even though the shackles on their bodies had been automatically opened.
In addition, it is also very strange. After seeing Mu Shaoan's appearance, these recruits became more nervous and did not even dare to breathe, as if they had really implanted slave memories in their minds. Same.
But Mu Shaoan knows that things won't be the case. These people obviously have most of the memories and are weird. They all seem to recognize themselves.
"You answer me, do you know who I am?"
Mu Shaoan pointed at a recruit who was in his thirties, with a bald head and a chin on his chin. I carefully left a pinch of goatee with gu lu in my eyes, and I quickly observed all around the moment I woke up, as if I was very experienced.
Of course, the others are not bad. Those who can enter the new barracks are mostly veterans who have been eliminated.
The bald head stood up helplessly, hesitated several times, and finally frustrated: "Reporting back to you, we all recognize you, your number is A-11982, and your name is Mu Shaoan , Is the Number One Person on the wanted list of the recruits in District F. As long as we kill you, we will get unimaginable benefits. Well, at least Jocelyn promised that."
"old bastard Joe Sling?"
This is really an accident. Mu Shaoan didn't know whether to be angry or didn't know whether to cry or laugh. In other words, Old Guy was really unwilling to give up and listed him as a wanted list. On it.
"Well, what are your plans?" Mu Shaoan asked, touching his chin.
"Your Excellency, please don’t get me wrong. I promise I don’t dare to have any irrational thoughts. I even bet no one of us dares to do this. None of us are fools. If old bastard Jocelyn can really threaten you, there is no need to issue an arrest warrant only in the recruiting camp in Area F.” The goatee hurriedly said, and several recruits followed nodded.
Mu Shaoan certainly wouldn’t worry about this. After thinking about it, he asked: "Do you know the core of this mission? Or, to be more precise, what did you have when you were recruited in the new barracks? Prompt?"
"Reporting back to Your Excellency, we don’t know what the specific core task is? As for the recruitment, it is completely random, so there will be no prompts, but there have been this in the past. An example is that whenever there is a forced call-up in the new barracks, the call-up never returns. In other words, this is actually—the death call.” The bald head was a bit desperate and authentic.
Hearing this, Mu Shaoan understood it, no wonder they were so honest, their feelings were terrified, and he stopped asking anything at the moment, just instructed lightly: "I need seven squad Captains , You choose it yourself, don’t worry that I’ll kill you all. The duration of this task is as long as six months. If you are good luck and promise to execute my orders meticulously, you may have a certain chance to live with me. This I will only say it once, so you can do it yourself."
Next, Mu Shaoan will no longer care about the way these 49 recruits choose Captain by himself. Anyway, there will be seven squads, each with seven people. , Whatever they toss about.
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The sky is still tightly sealed by the dark clouds, which is very depressing.
The place where the sea and the sky meet has long been indistinguishable. The sea breeze is whizzing, rolling the waves, and setting off pale white waves, slapped on the rocks on the shore again and again, like a giant beast who is unwilling to be bound. Roaring desperately.
Mu Shaoan is sitting on the highest rock, facing the sea, with a solemn expression.
But he is not a pilgrim, nor is he dreaming of facing the sea, the beauty of spring and blossom, he is just using that sharp emerald dagger to quickly cut wooden spears.
He needs to arm the forty-nine recruits in the shortest time.
Yes, although he has no hope of completing the system backup task at this time, he is not at all vague about what he should do and what he can do.
The wood needed to cut the wooden spear comes from the broken merchant ship.
This cheating start didn't give him the slightest chance of cheating. These recruits who didn't even have clothes faced the situation of throwing stones to fight.
If you encounter a group of pirates, their battle strength will not be worse than the farmer uncle.
Other procedural soldiers are absolutely helpless in this situation, unless they are willing to take over the captain’s extortion at first, and then they have to spend a fortune to be able to be in Jeyek Port. I bought some junk weapons and equipment.
But fortunately, Mu Shaoan is a person who can change something rotten into something magical.
He ordered the recruits to salvage the fragments of the merchant ship as much as possible, whether it was a plank, a wooden square, or a thick mast.
The goods can all be soaked, but the wood will not be broken into powder.
So in less than half an hour, Mu Shaoan was filled with such planks, wooden squares, and broken masts.
Can these things be transformed into battle strength?
In the eyes of most people, it is absolutely impossible.
So, the desperate, pessimistic and numb recruits witnessed such a magical scene with their own eyes.
A sturdy thick plank covered with tung oil was cut straight and flat into five or six wood strips of even thickness by Mu Shaoan in a row.
This is simply amazing.
Everyone knows how hard this wood used to build ships is.
Such a wooden board has a thickness of ten centimeters and a length of one meter and seventy meters or even more than two meters.
Under normal circumstances, who can cut it off?
What a joke!
How much effort does it take, and how sharp a long knife is needed to do it?
And even if it can be cut, the question is, can you ensure that the thickness is uniform? Can you make sure that the cut is smooth and straight?
This is not a single cut, but four or five consecutive cuts.
This level alone is already breathtaking. No one thinks that this is the possession of a Divine Grade carpenter, because it must be done by a Blade Technique expert.
Of course these recruits will not know that Mu Shaoan's ability to chop and chop wood is so proficient in his dream that he will not go wrong.
(Well, thanks for your support, there is one more chapter)