After saying this, Merrick's eyes flashed, and he quickly stepped in front of Somo, stood firm, and blocked Somo tightly behind him.

At the same time, he turned to look at the members of the fire suppression team.

"Torres, Sanchez!"

Merrick shouted in a low and powerful voice, and his voice echoed in the small courtyard, "Stop standing there stupidly, and get rid of all these idle people surrounding the camp immediately. There are so many people chattering, it's really noisy!"

"cut..."

There were boos all around the courtyard, and everyone cast disdainful glances at old Harvey!

But then again, in the cruel world of mercenaries, the stronger the overall strength of the team, the greater the probability of survival.

If their team recruits such a strong man, he will be more protective than old Harvey.

"Everyone, please leave, otherwise our captain may go crazy."

"Qin Yuan is already a member of our team. According to the rules, if you want to recruit him, you have to wait until a month later."

Torres was a tough guy who had just come up to start a fight. He was as tall as the door panel.

But what surprised Sumo was that Sanchez was not inferior to Torres at all. The two stood forward, showing a strong intimidation.

In addition, in order to prevent each team from malicious poaching, there is a clear restriction on recruiting new people within one month.

Everyone feels like they are in the clear mirror. If they continue to waste time here, they will gain nothing except annoying people and will gain nothing.

Then the crowd began to disperse, and soon everyone was gone.

This made the two young men who had just walked out of the shower a little confused and almost thought they had gone to the wrong place.

"He passed?"

"Yes, Mr. Qin will be the seventh member of our fire suppression team."

The young man on the left looked at Somo, his eyes flickering, and finally he snorted and turned away.

The young man on the right was more polite. He picked up the backpack placed by the wall and smiled at Somo. "Brother, I wish you good luck. I hope to see you here again next month."

"Thanks."

After all, there is no ancient scene of pretending to be a slap in the face. People who can appear on the front line must not only have courage, but more importantly, they must have a clear understanding of their own strength.

Maybe they didn't think that Somo could defeat them in the direction he was good at, but if he could pass the selection of the fire suppressing team, he would definitely be much better than them in close combat.

After all, no one would play with their own life and choose an unreliable teammate when going on a mission.

After everyone left, Merrick rubbed his hands and looked over with some eagerness.

"Brother Qin, you are amazing. Although I was a little careless just now, ordinary people really can't learn from you."

"Captain, you're welcome. I also had the upper hand."

Somo picked up the box and followed Merrick into the small building.

As soon as I stepped into the small building, a warm atmosphere hit my face.

The public area on the first floor is very spacious, and the floor is paved with thick non-slip floor tiles, which can perfectly withstand the trampling of heavy players and isolate the sound made when walking.

The walls were painted dark gray, and several detailed maps were hung on them, marking the dangerous areas around the Baiduan Mountains and the routes of action, obviously to facilitate the team members to study tactics at any time.

There is a long solid wood table and several solid wood benches neatly placed in the corner, with a warm luster.

There were four bedrooms on both sides of the corridor. Merrick opened the door and saw a single bed leaning against the corner. The bed was covered with dark blue bedding. The material was tight and comfortable.

There is a small bedside table next to the bed, with clear wooden texture, and a brand new desk lamp placed on it.

In addition, there is a simple wardrobe and two trash cans in the room.

"There are four rooms on the first floor, and there is still one on the north side."

"There are also four rooms on the second floor, but the ones left are on the south side. Where do you want to live?"

Sumo smiled and replied, "On the second floor, I like the south side better."

"OK."

The two of them climbed up the wooden stairs to the second floor. Unexpectedly, there was a desk in the room on the second floor.

The desktop is flat and smooth, with some pens and papers placed on it.

"This used to be the residence of an A-level team. Unfortunately, all the members died in the previous mission. In the end, our captain quickly snatched it away. This desk was left by their vice-captain."

"A-level team, are there still levels for mercenary teams?"

"Of course." Merrick grinned, "Grading is actually a concept that was only proposed last month. The purpose is to further refine the limits of each team and prevent greater casualties. Currently, there are S, A, B, and C.

, D five-level team, our fire suppression team is an A-level team and can take on any mission below S level."

"If you want to upgrade to an S-level team, you need to complete three A-level missions. If the mission in the Baiduan Mountains can be completed successfully this time, we will only need two!"

Is the fire suppression team only A-level?

Sumo couldn't help but asked in surprise: "How many S-class teams are there in the mercenary area now?"

"Forehead..."

Merrick paused and looked at Sumo with some surprise. Then he remembered Sumo's identity and suddenly said: "There must be no one."

"Um?"

"The S-class team is the ultimate goal of all mercenaries. As long as you choose to retire, you can get at least 50,000 contribution points. The reward is more than enough to open a small territory alone."

"Besides, if you choose to serve as a soldier next door, at least you will start as a captain of ten thousand men, which is much better than living precariously here."

After Merrick finished speaking, Sumo suddenly remembered the purpose of the mercenaries coming here to work hard.

Seeking wealth is only the lowest level. Many people hope to turn around and have a bright future.

According to the normal promotion route of the Nova Corps, they may not be able to become centurions until they die.

On the contrary, for mercenaries, as long as they can get a seat in the S-class team, they will have a stable and good future!

"Okay, you can rest first. I'll ask Torres to help you purchase some daily necessities first, and then report your information to the mission office and reserve a wave of weapons and equipment first. Otherwise, we will have to wait for a while if someone else robs you.

"

"The captain will tell you more details when he comes back with more information."

Merrick left simply, making it clear that he wanted to finalize Somo's joining the fire suppression team as soon as possible.

Otherwise, there are so many people outside who are watching eagerly. Who can guarantee that you will not be intercepted halfway?

Sumo was not in a hurry. Instead, he took out the mobile phone he bought at the front line and connected to the network in the mercenary area, and entered various chat groups to observe.

This is a good habit.

People in high positions often fall into a special information cocoon, especially strong men like Soma who are almost at the top of the human race on earth.

The high wall built by power and status causes the information from the outside world to be screened and filtered layer by layer before it reaches their ears and eyes. What is finally presented in front of them is only one-sided, beautified or distorted so-called "

the truth".

This phenomenon becomes more and more obvious for leaders who have insufficient control over their subordinates.

These people are unable to go deep into the grassroots to understand the real situation, and they are surrounded by sycophants. The information they receive becomes increasingly deviated from reality. If things go on like this, they will inevitably make wrong decisions and biased judgments.

Throughout the afternoon, Sumo stayed at home and was immersed in the chats of the frontline mercenaries.

During this period, Torres went in and out and bought almost half a year's worth of daily necessities. He bought more than ten sets of clothes alone, which almost shocked Somo.

He came here just for a ride, but he didn’t really want to live on the front line for half a year!

"Brother Qin, this is the captain's order, so don't be polite."

Torres scratched the back of his head naively and accidentally told the truth: "As long as you don't leave before this mission."

"Don't worry, I won't leave."

Sumo laughed dumbly.

In fact, he had already guessed that the people in the fire suppression team probably knew that he was from the Tianyuan territory.

Otherwise, there is really no reason to be so flattering. You can't be treated like this just because you showed your hand, right?

Sure enough, in the evening, captain Zhao Lei received the news and hurried back.

A Northeastern man with a beard and a rough face.

After entering the door, I heard him shouting loudly, "Where's Brother Qin who came in the afternoon? I'm back!"

"It's upstairs, captain." Sanchez's head was buzzing from the noise, and he covered his ears and pointed upstairs.

"Hurry up and book a meal in Baiweiju. I must treat Brother Qin to a meal. It can also be regarded as the expedition banquet of our fire suppression team!"

"Hey, Captain, have you found the last person?"

"That's necessary. With Brother Qin's name, I'm afraid I won't be able to recruit anyone!"

Zhao Lei's smiling face was full of wrinkles.

The fire suppression team has been looking for the last two members for less than half a month, but unfortunately there has been no suitable manpower.

Unexpectedly, one afternoon passed and the goal was completed directly. The team can set off at any time.
To be continued...