I want to be a warlord

Chapter 12 Give the team some brains

The donkey glanced at Wang Zhen, who was sitting on the sofa with his head in his arms and was silent. He rolled his eyes, stood up and waved to the golden retriever.

The two walked to a corner, and Jin Mao asked, "What's the matter?"

"This kid has weird marksmanship." Donkey said mysteriously.

Jin Mao frowned, and immediately became vigilant, "What's going on?"

"When we went to search the first floor together, he killed a drug criminal with one shot."

"One shot?!" Jin Mao frowned, "Are you sure, you mean one shot?"

"Yes, only one shot, the head." The donkey nodded.

"A soldier in the north?"

"He said no, I don't think he was lying because he had a weird way of firing the gun."

"What's wrong?"

"Turn sideways, raise your right hand horizontally, just like that..." As he said, the donkey imitated Wang Zhen's posture.

"This..." Golden Retriever looked up and down, "This looks like a shooting method for sports competitions, that kind, that kind of air pistol."

The United States is full of guns, everyone has a gun, everyone can shoot, but in a free America, people prefer real guns, even children have .22lr caliber children's pistols, people don't say they don't love toys like air pistols, right? , is also completely ignored.

Compared with the air pistol championship, Americans prefer to watch the IPSC design competition, so the donkey really didn't recognize it for a while.

"Yes, yes, yes." Donkey nodded quickly, "One shot, this kid has no intention of firing a second shot at all, which shows how confident and talented he is."

"Besides, I think this kid is definitely not a good person. I saw him kill Basong twice with my own eyes. The knife was clean and neat. It was completely aimed at killing people. There was no overreaction after killing. This is not the first time to do this, this is a good seed."

"You want to recruit him?" The golden retriever looked at the donkey in surprise.

"Yeah, what kind of meal will you send? It would be a pity if you don't follow us to kill people like this."

The corner of the golden retriever's mouth twitched, are you talking human?
"Simply good marksmanship, daring to kill is not enough. In our line of business, I'm afraid he won't live long with his current appearance. You are harming him." Golden Retriever shook his head and said: "And his marksmanship is still the same way of competition, This is not a concept at all with actual combat.”

"Don't talk about it, it seems that today is not an actual combat." Donkey rolled his eyes, "I think this kid is good, and his brain is flexible. If nothing else, just the situation he encountered today. If it were you, what would you think? Can you survive?"

Jin Mao frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head, "I will fight with you."

"Then you died!" The donkey stretched out his hands and nodded his head. "Others can be trained, but not here. Without him, our mission today would have failed."

The golden retriever's face turned black, and he admitted that he had no problem in directing the battle, but his brain was indeed lacking a bit, but you donkey, aren't you an idiot?

Who gave you the courage to laugh at me!

Of course, the golden retriever still admitted that the donkey was right, that the ruthlessness of a killer was indeed suitable for this.

Any industry pays attention to talent. In their industry, the first requirement is that they have no psychological burden on killing people and can do it. This level will undoubtedly exclude the absolute majority of people.

The second is a calm mind, but they have no brains. The kind of people who have no brains on the battlefield will not live long. On this point, Golden Retriever found that Wang Zhen was also in line.

I cooperated with them once when I was a complete novice, and the learning speed was very fast. I didn't make any mistakes from the beginning to the end, and I didn't show the frizzy feeling of a newcomer at all.

Third, insight and ability to break the situation at critical moments, whether it is finding their own value under their guns, or thinking of calling Basong in the car, it is useless for ordinary people to behave smartly, and the golden retriever sees more This kind of person pees his pants when facing a gunpoint, and he only has a pleading side.

In the end, Golden Retriever felt that Wang Zhen was implicated by his group of people. They are PMCs and killed a lot of people, but that doesn't mean they killed innocent people indiscriminately, unless they were forced to. , Pulling him into the industry can be regarded as a supplement to the team.

At least it can replenish the brain...

Seeing that the golden retriever nodded in agreement, the donkey immediately became interested, strode back and said, "To sum up, that is to say, now the little rookie was found to be involved in this murder case, so he was found by the police."

"In addition, the death of a person by the police will result in becoming a wanted criminal in Lan Natai, so you are miserable, right." As he spoke, the donkey patted Wang Zhen on the shoulder with a smile.

Wang Zhen raised his head and cast a glance at the cheap donkey, not wanting to speak.

"If you have any plans, come on, tell me and let me analyze it for you."

Wang Zhen sighed, he didn't know what to do, anyway, Lan Natai couldn't stay anymore, and returned home...

He was wanted in Lannatai, and it was impossible for him to go back to China through formal channels. The most important thing was that he didn't know whether he would be safe after returning to China.

Annoyance, uppercase annoyance.

"Come on, look at me, don't act like this, it's just a trivial matter for you." The donkey turned Wang Zhen's shoulder, as if he was coming to beg me.

"Small matter?" Wang Zhen asked angrily.

"Otherwise." The donkey pursed his lips, his face full of disdain, "It's just killing two people, how many people have we killed, what are you doing, do you think we are afraid?"

"Can I do the same with you, I'm just a delivery guy!"

"Don't talk about it, the marksmanship outside is so good, and the murderer outside is so crisp and neat?" The donkey imitated Wang Zhen's previous movement of swinging a knife.

Wang Zhen: "..."

"So, what do you mean?" Wang Zhen asked with a frown.

"Do you know what we do?"

"PMC, a legal mercenary." The donkey mentioned it before.

"Have you figured it out?" The donkey reached out and poked Wang Zhen's chest.

"Wait." Wang Zhen looked shocked, "You mean, I, with you, no..."

Wang Zhen turned his head to look at Jin Mao, "You mean to let me do it with you."

The donkey's expression suddenly froze, the poet, the bayonet, and the shovel burst into laughter, and the golden retriever gave Wang Zhen a discerning look.

"Why didn't you do it with me?" Donkey grabbed Wang Zhen's arm with a distorted expression, "It's me, I recommended you to join the gang, understand, you should thank me!"

"I'm sorry, but if you are the leader of this team, then I think it's better for the team to disband as soon as possible." Wang Zhen shrugged, "At least, everyone is still alive now."

"You are very discerning." Bayonet nodded seriously.

"Mom, Fuck, why can't I be the boss!" the donkey yelled cursingly.

"Okay, stop making trouble." The golden retriever smiled and raised his hand to press down, "What do you say, king?"

(End of this chapter)