The last leader of the world starts with an elite infantry squad!

At the same time as the survivors of the Wanfu gathering place arrived, the entire Yeda gathering place was in an uproar because of another incident!

The army is finally recruiting!!

When the survivors woke up, they found conscription notices posted outside the cafeteria, dormitory buildings, and workplaces.

Although there are not many places available for survivors this time, in order to show sufficient importance, Cai Anxin decided to carry out large-scale and in-depth recruitment propaganda after learning about it.

Because no matter from which angle, this is definitely of great political significance!

Even if only one person is recruited, the gathering place must publicize it vigorously to show support and enthusiasm for the army's work!

"Brother Xiao! Brother Xiao, your chance has come!"

Squeezed in the crowd, Xiaopang looked at Lin Xiao excitedly after reading the announcement.

Lin Xiao was also a little confused. He didn't expect that when he was about to give up, another opportunity would come!

This army is really like a master of love, always teasing me and making me feel neither satisfied nor satisfied!

"Brother Xiao, go ahead!!"

Lao Hei also looked at Lin Xiao, his eyes full of encouragement!

"It is written in the notice that a Po Lu Corps will be established, and priority will be given to those with military experience in recruiting new soldiers! Among them, priority will be given to those who have served in combat units!"

"Brother Xiao, I'm just about to say your name!! Special Forces!"

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"Special Forces?"

At the other end, a cry of surprise rang out.

"Uncle Wang, didn't you serve in the Centurion Operations Team, Zhou Bang's ace special forces? Here's your chance! Being a soldier pays better than being a traitor!"

"As long as you become a soldier, Yingying and her mother Aunt Zhang will have a better life!"

Wang Dayong has a big frame, dark skin, a full beard, and is wearing a gray work suit. There is vicissitudes and haggardness in his eyes, and his big hands are full of calluses, with very rough palms!

He looks like an honest migrant worker!

If the young man hadn't spoken, no one would have thought that this down-and-out coolie was actually a retired special forces soldier from the Centurion Operations Team, which was ranked number one in the world before the end of the world.

When the apocalypse breaks out, Wang Dayong fights his way out with his wife and daughter, but something unexpected happens during the escape. A car accident causes his wife's legs to become disabled!

If he had come to some other place instead of a night school gathering place with systematic medical resources, his wife might have died long ago!

It can be said that the night university gathering place directly saved his family which was on the verge of breaking up. Even his 6-year-old daughter still receives nutritional supplements from the gathering place every day. It is said that in a while, a kindergarten and even a primary school will be established in the gathering place.

Putting aside the gratitude towards the night university gathering place, which of the two, medical resources or educational resources, is not an extremely scarce resource in the end times?

If I still stay in the construction team and work as an ordinary worker, what right do I have to compete with other people in the gathering place for my wife and children?

But if I could join the army, with my own abilities, I'm sure everything would be solved!

This is Wang Dayong’s confidence in his own military proficiency!

It is also based on the observations made during this period and the confidence in the army!

The military has great privileges in the gathering place, which is recognized by the entire gathering place. Whether it is admitted or not, it exists in fact and is obvious to everyone!

In fact, people never hate privileges, they just hate that they cannot use their privileges!

Now that the opportunity is before him, Wang Dayong will naturally give it a try for himself, his wife and children!

"Xiao Zhuang, do you want to go?"

"Uncle Wang, I won't go. I know my own weight. Besides, I'm different from you. One person's food feeds the whole family. I'm used to being in the construction team."

Zhuang Xian has a clear understanding of himself and knows that he cannot make a living from this.

People can't always see what they can see, but they should look more at what they can contribute. This is called self-knowledge!

Just like the people who were deceived into Laomian Industrial Park by online fraud, they only saw the pie in the sky drawn by others, but never thought about whether they deserve it.

So no matter how good the treatment in the army is, what’s the use if you can’t eat?

Although the salary in the construction team is low, it is safe!

If I really joined the army, with my level of playing games and always getting high ratings in the Human Body Outline Master system, wouldn't I be just providing food for the zombies?

Seeing that Zhuang Xian really had no idea, Wang Dayong did not try to persuade him much. Everyone has his own situation. What you think is good is just a judgment based on how you see him.

But the him in your eyes is not the real him.

So for the good of others, or out of good intentions, this "good" is not really good.

"Please ask my boss for leave for me and tell him I'm going to join the army!"

"Okay, Uncle Wang, I promise to bring you there. Just go with peace of mind. I'm on your team!" The young man patted his chest and nodded in agreement.

"Thanks a lot! I'll treat you to a snack later!"

After saying that, Wang Dayong quickly turned around and ran towards the conscription address written on the notice!

Why did they run? Because many young men of the right age had already left the crowd and ran towards the recruitment point.

After the end of the world, Wang Dayong deeply understood what it meant to fight for life against heaven and against people!

The end of the world has reduced the human race’s path from sunny avenue to a single-plank bridge. If you want to survive, you have to compete with others all the time!

Only the strong can stand on the bridge!

Every time someone stands on the bridge, more people are squeezed under the bridge.

Fight for resources and opportunities!

If I take a step back at this time, my entire family will be thrown into the abyss!

The recruitment site was located at the West District Track and Field Stadium. When Wang Dayong ran there, he found that there were already people queuing in front of every registration point.

Seeing this, Wang Dayong quickly found a shorter team and lined up in it. Lin Xiao, who came later, chose the team next to Wang Dayong after a brief observation.

The conscription propaganda said that only a small number of soldiers would be recruited from the survivors, but it did not say how many soldiers that was.

It’s hard not to worry that the place will be full if you come too late!

Just as Wang Dayong and Lin Xiao were praying anxiously in the line, more than ten minutes later, two people finally lined up.

"Name? Any military experience?"

Wang Dayong stood in front of a desk covered with camouflage cloth, looking at the conscription staff in front of him who were wearing internal security training uniforms, with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

He, who once did not even frown when a bullet cut his cheek, now became subconsciously nervous when facing a small interview table.

He knew very well that he was no longer alone, he had a family to support.

"Report, my name is Wang Dayong, and I served in the Centurion Operations Team for 12 years!"

When talking about his old unit, Wang Dayong's mind replayed the scenes of his service like a slide show.

Comrades, snow-capped mountains, grasslands, Gobi Desert, rainforests...

The sound of gunfire!

The memory of glory was like surging corundum, constantly spraying on his numb soul. The vicissitudes of life faded away, and the part that belonged to a warrior was awakening!

When he raised his head again and looked calmly at the staff in front of him, the staff was startled.

Have I violated any heavenly law?

Isn't it just a routine inquiry?

Why is he looking at me with such cold and sharp eyes?

As office workers before the end of the world, the staff really didn't know what the Centurion Operations Team was, let alone their fame among special forces around the world.

Although he doesn't understand special forces, he understands this look...

One hundred faints!! One hundred faints!!

Based on this look alone, the staff believed that the other party had passed!

"Please fill out the personal information form!"