Deadly Corpse

The work efficiency of the last generation is absolutely ridiculous. As long as the money is in place, a large number of cheap labor are rushing to work for you, and even if you are working day and night, no one will complain about you disturbing the people. The time was cleared out, and all kinds of training equipment were moved in.

At noon the next day, the water surrounding the workers ’stadium had been leaked. The Alliance Army was recruiting 5,000 militiamen and 500 logistics and medical staff from the city, but this time it was different from the past. They only required to be physically strong. Illness, even if half alive corpses have not been killed, the most important thing is that they have a thousand female soldiers.

"We are recruiting female soldiers, not chickens. Can you walk five kilometers with a weight of twenty kilos ..."

The female officers behind the recruiting station were impatient. There were so many girls waiting in line to sign up that they were scared to death, but most of them were little gangsters with thick makeup, but a girl with an exposed dress said, "Sir! Do you recruit female militiamen? Is it just for the male soldier to ride, let alone 20 kilograms, I have no problem with 20 men! "

"Get off! Again, we are not recruiting prostitutes, our female soldiers are fighting with guns ..."

The female officer patted the table angrily. The girls saw that this was really a woman recruit. Many people left immediately with disappointment. After all, the conditions for the Alliance Army were very good. There were 1,000 yuan a month during the training. Wages are paid, and food and medical services are included. After the war, 30% of the commission is also available.

"Sir! Can you sign up? I carry rice bags in the grain depot, and can carry two hundred catties at a time ..."

A short, dark young woman came over, and easily lifted a 20-kg dumbbell. The female officer nodded with satisfaction, registered her and let her go in for a test. All the girls in the back came spirited. Those who haven't left are all Zheng Ba Ba Jing who wants to be a soldier, and those who want to lie down and earn money do not dare to stay.

"You are in the wrong line, the logistics are next ..."

The female officer suddenly raised her head and taunted, but came a pretty pretty girl, her legs did not look as thick as her arms, who knew that the other party directly raised the sleeves, swelled a fairly developed biceps, followed by two He lifted a dumbbell on the ground with his finger and threw it to his left hand.

"What's your name? Are you sure you want to be a soldier, we won't let you split your legs ..."

The female officer reexamined the other party, and the other party immediately presented her identity card, proudly saying: "My name is Feng Xiaomo, I'm sure I really want to be a soldier. If anyone splits his legs and dies, the whole family will die. , Can I go in for the next round of testing, sir? "

"Hmm ~ I hope you don't cry and quit ..."

The female officer registered her after a sneer, but not long after Feng Momo walked in, a younger girl who was younger and slimmer came over again. This was naturally her apprentice Fan Ruoqi, and Fan Ruoqi He also proved himself with his strength and easily entered the stadium for the second round of testing.

"I rely on it! Do you have a shady, he can pass such a fat ..."

There was a sudden confusion in the Logistic Recruiting Office. Just looking at a very fat little fat man wearing black-rimmed glasses surrounded him, but the little fat man shouted aloud, "Old employee of my third-generation arsenal, I can open the gun with my eyes closed. Set up a gun, listen to the sound of the gun and know what the gun is. If you are not satisfied, you will come out and compare with Lao Tzu! "

"..." ..

No one dared to squeak. After all, the back office staff did not need to fight. The fat man walked into the stadium with pride, and a pure short-haired girl came over again.