The sound of Buck's small electric horn made it possible to hear the canteen where the window was opened: "Hello everyone, I am the one who initiated this recruitment, Yuqing native, nicknamed Judge. This is my nickname when I took the gun. If you have the chance in the future, you can call me like this."

It was completely different from the opening remarks of contractors or project managers in the past, and everyone's eyes were focused on Buck. More than a dozen special police officers had stood quietly by, and were arranged in surprise and neatly with Wang Yinsong, who had the same expression, and listened to something they had never heard of before.

Maybe it was during the renovation process that Buck was familiar with this style of dealing with front-line workers, or maybe he was doing drills during the E-watch press conference, which made Buck more familiar with the speech: "I think everyone has understood before that we are recruiting construction workers who can hold guns, dare to shoot, and even kill people. We will send such construction workers to work on construction sites abroad. When there is nothing to do, they are workers, do their jobs well, and receive more security wages that no one knows. But once something happens, you may have to stand up, pick up the gun, or even rob the enemy's guns, protect the workers around you, and protect your construction sites until the backup arrives and the danger is eliminated..."

The whole scene was silent, without whispering, without noise, only looking at Buck with wide eyes. Those eyes that were always turbid and confused finally saw something different from the past appeared in their lives.

Buck pulled up the beach pants legs of one leg, and his slightly furry legs revealed three obvious scars from the top of his knees, including knife wounds, gunshot wounds, and penetration injuries were generally terrifying. In addition, Buck was always frivolous when he was first aid, and he looked as eye-catching as an explosive star: "But first I said the ugly words in front. Doing this is to work hard. Maybe with a bullet here, you will become a cripple. You can't go back to your hometown and squat and shit, but compared to a bullet hitting the forehead, you will lose your life immediately. If you are lucky, it's better to die cleanly. It depends on what you think."

There was a moment of whisper below, but they were immediately suppressed by the little speaker: "Working abroad can earn 5,000 to 10,000 yuan a month. This hard work plus 13,000 yuan a month. If you really shoot a gun and do things, you will be subsidized according to the daily allowance, 1,000 yuan a day, you will have medical insurance and disability insurance. If you die, you will have funeral expenses and pensions. What does it sound like to give your parents, wife and children apart from the ashes. What does it sound?"

Not to mention the workers, even the special police standing next to them and the researchers by the window would subconsciously calculate that there is a guarantee of about 20,000 yuan a month, and then a allowance of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. When most people just felt profitable in their minds, they immediately fell down with a icy water. If they die, they would be cold and 200,000 yuan...

Anyone who hears it will feel that it doesn’t taste like it!

But mercenaries are like this, so mercenaries always recognize money but not people. This is how they get it.

This time, everyone's expressions were different. The buzzing sound of whispering spread for a while. Buck stood there slowly and looked at the small trumpet in his hand, and waited until Yan Jing continued to speak: "So, why do you have to do it? Some people think that finding tens of millions of dollars to retire and go back to their hometown. Some people think that this little money is not worth it. It is better to continue working slowly than to die. It is better to live a life than to die. This is not even considered a good death. Maybe a bomb mine will blow you to death without a complete body! What is anyone willing to do?"

Some people still raise their hands. When it comes to life or their own prospects, some people always think that instead of being so gentle and unable to see hope, it is better to fight to the death.

But Buck did not respond to the person raising his hand: "I'll tell you why... Yesterday, a total of 400 factories and foreign companies were beaten, smashed, looted and burned by thugs in Yuelan. How many of them were China Factory Company? I don't need to say. I just talk about one of them, a steel factory site, and more than 3,000 workers were attacked by local thugs on the construction site. These more than 3,000 workers who were doing hard work and tiring work and the most common salary did not offend anyone, but were attacked for no reason, causing more than 100 people to be injured and 4 workers died... Do you know what this kind of death generally means?"

The people upstairs looked solemn, the special police frowned, and more than a hundred pairs of originally turbid eyes began to exude some energy.

Buck was as calm as a doctor told the case: "Just yesterday, maybe you were still on the way to here, maybe you had already stayed in a hotel and had a beer with a companion. The building man with the same identity as you were outside the border was beaten to death. The people who died in the riots basically died miserably, covered in bruises, and they had to struggle in pain for a long time before they would die unwillingly..."

Buck's face was a bit hideous, and his description even scared the workers: "If you happen to be on this construction site and be with these companions, would you hide behind like a large group of harmless little chickens, or would you stand up bravely?"

The voice began to increase the volume: "It's like your career after leaving the army. No matter where you go, you will run into a wall, be looked down upon, and you will be careful to avoid disasters, but in the end you will achieve nothing?! It's better to stand up at this time and wave your once steel-like fists! Resist the occurrence of those infringements?!"

The sound of a questioning sound was driven by the small speaker, and it was full of electronic sound. To be honest, it would be better if the high-fidelity amplifier was changed, but it was obvious that the special police were already undulating their chests. The concept of defending the country and stopping crime that they had always accepted was even more impactful. However, the veterans responded inconsistently, some were gritting their teeth and hanging their distorted faces, some were indifferent and squinting, and some were sneering at each other and dared not look at each other. Survival had already given them too much suffering, and they had long lost their passion and longing, or they simply had no hope.

But at this time, Buck sneered: "If it were me, I would give you a suggestion! Don't do anything! Like most people, try to hide with the skills you have learned in the army... Because you have to understand that this is reality! The reality is that no one can beat ten people with his fist, and no one is worthy of your hard work with your blood. The anger just now cannot solve the problem, or someone among you will say that no matter what, you will not stand up, because this country and society have never been worthy of you. I have never treated you well. I will still hide my head and hide back to live my little life!"

In addition to the people upstairs, all of them were shocked.

All eyes looked at Buck in shock, and the veterans sitting scattered on the cement steps looked at Buck, feeling a little overwhelmed or difficult to express, and all the attention was on Buck.

Buck spread his hands and turned around: "But if you have a partner! Remember, your loyal comrades stand up with you! You should be obliged to be like a man, shoulder to shoulder with others! Fight together! And we... are providing such an opportunity. Yesterday, we had twenty employees who resisted the attacks of dozens of thugs and successfully kept the safety of a clothing factory. The day before yesterday we had fifty employees who resisted the impact of thousands of thugs and left a pharmaceutical factory unscathed in Yuelan! Just last month, in Iraq, we rescued an engineer who was kidnapped by militants. We led dozens of veterans like you, and construction workers working in Iraq, together, repelled the guns and bullets of hundreds of militants! Ensure the safety of thousands of workers!"

"Life is too difficult and boring. Do you have no ambitions and don't want to follow us to fight with your lives?!"

Almost everyone stood up and applauded vigorously under the leadership of Wang Yinsong.

The middle-aged woman defined Director Jiang: "The young comrade in your bureau has a strong inspiration..."
Chapter completed!