National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

Chapter 211: Recruitment Speech



Chapter 211: Recruitment Speech

Collecting the bodies of the enemies was just a joke. Zhang Yang was only responsible for letting them lie down. Who had the time to collect their bodies?

Zhang Yang’s real goal was to enable his army to recover as soon as possible after unifying the entire mountainous area.

As for where the army came from, he already had an idea in mind.

"Yes!"

Ah Lang was about to leave with the gold bricks, but was stopped by Zhang Yang.

"Wait, let Terran go for this matter. It will be safer." Zhang Yang thought about it and decided that it would be more appropriate to let Terran go.

After all, such an important operation is taking place in turbulent land, so naturally stability is required.

Tyrannosaurus has the ability to become invisible, and although it is still immature, it is better than that of ordinary people.

"Okay!" Ah Lang was a little confused, but after thinking about it he decided to do as he was told.

"Come with me to meet the prisoners." Calling Louis, Zhang Yang stood up from the position where he had been sitting for a long time.

"Yes!"

When I walked out of the study, it was already dawn.

Through the hazy mist, you can seem to see the outline of the sun about to rise.

The rare faint scent of grass in the air makes people feel refreshed.

Only at this time did Zhang Yang have the mind to calm down and carefully observe the entire camp.

The third floor of the main building is occupied by a large balcony, so it only has the study room and a master bedroom.

There were a lot of the leader's clothes hanging in the master bedroom, and a big bed took up almost half of the bedroom.

There is a wooden bedside table on the left and a classic metal safe on the right.

Zhang Yang was not in a hurry to open it, but first placed the Pharaoh on the wooden table in the bedroom.

I opened the curtains and the light from the balcony outside came in again.

"not bad."

During this period, Zhang Yang lived in this room.

Going down, there is a long corridor on the second floor, at the end of which is a large conference room with an antique style.

The small room next to the corridor is the utility room.

When I walked to the first floor, there was even an abandoned large bathhouse, and I didn't know if the faucet was still rusted black and red and whether it could still produce water.

Walking out of the main building is the surface of the camp.

What comes into view are tall obstacles, climbing nets with a metallic luster, some sand pits and shooting targets.

Obviously, this is the training ground for the soldiers in Luoqingshan District. Going straight from here is the east gate.

Look to the right, that's the direction of the South Gate.

There were many camouflage tents there, and their door curtains were occasionally blown by the wind, swaying gently.

On the left side, towards the north gate, is the soldiers' residence, which has a kitchen, toilet, warehouse, and infirmary.

It is connected to the burned-down gunpowder room on the west side.

“The facilities in this camp are really mature.”

Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh that the environment here is much better than that of the Bluebird Camp.

But it’s okay, from now on, this is "Bluebird Camp".

Now Zhang Yang still has a problem to solve.

That is their vital force.

In order to resist the next invasion of Lanluo Heights, we must have a certain number of capable warriors.

So no matter what, Zhang Yang had to recruit those captives and make them part of Blue Bird.

When they arrived at the tent area where the prisoners were held, Zhang Yang asked Baker to send someone to maintain order first.

Then he approached the captive and delivered his speech.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm the boss of Camp Bluebird."

Zhang Yang spoke with a charitable look to those strange and even wary and malicious faces.

The prisoners only whispered when they heard this. With Baker and his men holding guns and intimidating them, no one dared to speak loudly.

"Look at you, and then look at you again." Zhang Yang pointed at two or three prisoners at random.

"He is naked, his skin is pitch black, and he has wounds on his body. I guess they must have gotten an infection."

Zhang Yang spoke with a hint of regret, and such words successfully aroused their emotions.

"Hmph, you can kill me or chop me up as you like! But you can't humiliate us!"

"That's right, do you think you're so great just because you're the boss?" Some fearless people jumped out and shouted.

"Okay." Zhang Yang opened his hands and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Do you think I made you like this?"

"What else? You invaders!"

"If it weren't for you, I would be like this now..."

"You are still working hard day and night!" Zhang Yang said bluntly.

What he said was indeed true, and it silenced the captive group.

"Did I make you like this? Do you remember where you first lived?"

"It was those bandits from Luoqingshan who captured you! You are living a life of darkness!"

Zhang Yang's voice gradually became louder, and Baker, who was standing next to him, felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.

"You are still alive on the surface, but you have no right to choose how to live!"

"You are tools!" Zhang Yang spoke word by word, and every sentence pierced into the hearts of the captives.

Indeed, if Zhang Yang and his men had not come to attack Luoqing Mountain area, they would still be living a life worse than that of humans and animals.

I used to joke that “even the donkeys in the production team wouldn’t dare to rest like this.”

But it was not until he became the person in the words that he realized he had already been imprisoned.

"Have you heard of the Kro Mountains? The slave laborers there are even worse off than you!"

Many prisoners nodded subconsciously, and many of them knew it.

"We are!" Zhang Yang smiled bitterly and pointed the tip of his thumb at his chest:

"Everyone standing here, everyone with confidence, determination, and aspirations written on their names, and everyone pointing guns at you! We were all slave laborers there!"

"what?"

“They are slave laborers!”

Zhang Yang's words quickly caused an uproar among the captives. Looking at the Blue Bird guard who was pointing a gun at them, the captives all looked at him differently.

"Have you discovered? In fact, we are all the same kind of people!" Strike while the iron is hot, Zhang Yang continued to shout.

"We are all being exploited! We are being bullied! We have no dignity at all! We are just worms that can only survive under their feet!"

Zhang Yang became more and more excited as he spoke, and he even emphasized the last four words "live a miserable life".

The infectious power of language is so strong that at this moment, even the Bluebird soldiers with guns nearby couldn't help but put themselves in the story and were deeply moved.

"Fortunately, we won. We defeated the beasts in the Kro camp and liberated ourselves."

"Now we have defeated the beasts in Luoqingshan District and liberated you!"

"We didn't kill you. We didn't intend to kill you."

"But we did suffer heavy losses, and we are about to face attacks from Lanluo Highlands and Yawen Snow Mountain!"

"Your future is in your own hands. It's up to you to decide whether to leave or join us."

Zhang Yang spread his arms, and Baker shouted in unison:

"Soldiers of the assault team, listen up, lift the alert and open the east gate!"

"Yes!"xn

The shouts of the Bluebird soldiers resounded through the sky, and they immediately did as they were told.

At this moment, no one pointed a gun at the prisoners, and the east gate of the camp was opened.

Most of the captives were still confused after they came to their senses and couldn't understand why Zhang Yang was so broad-minded.


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