2012 is the end of the world prophecy of the Mayans.

Chen Bin couldn't say whether the earth would be destroyed this year, but in this year, his originally peaceful life suddenly had a 180-degree reversal...

“Pourquoi     avez   -   vous   choisi   la    Légion    étrangère?”

The bird-speaking French awakened Chen Bin who was in deep thought, and his confused eyes subconsciously turned to the man in French uniform across the desk.

Like the former, the man was wearing a French military uniform with Chen Bin's rank and military branches. But unlike the former, the man had black eyes, black hair, yellow skin, and was a Chinese like himself.

"The chief asked you why you chose to join the Foreign Corps?"

The Chinese soldiers did not ask Chen Bin to wait too long. Almost as soon as the French officer finished speaking, he blurted out his words. This was also the few French foreign corps who could be particularly tolerant of the fact that the conscript did not speak French.

"For the money!"

Chen Bin immediately replied, thinking about it, and then adding in half-baked English.

“money!”

“for     money!”

"For money?"

Hearing Chen Bin's answer, the French officer frowned, obviously not satisfied with Chen Bin's answer.

"You have to know that the treatment provided by the Corps is not considered good... According to the information you provided, you have worked as a soldier before, so why don't you choose a private security company or a PMC company with higher rewards?"

PMC Company?!

After listening to the translated words, Chen Bin smiled self-deprecatingly.

It’s right that I have been a soldier in China, but I’ve only been a conscript for two years. People with this kind of experience cannot say too much, they can only say it everywhere...

"I know that the salary of the Corps is not high compared to the general salary in France, but the exchange rate of the euro is there..."

"My brother is sick. The treatment costs are removed from the medical insurance reimbursement, and there is still a gap of more than 300,000 yuan. My comrades helped me get this money together... but I don't want to owe them, although I know they may not expect me to pay back..."

Chen Bin's expression was a little depressed, his facial expression seemed a little sad and resentful?

That's right, it's just resentment!

In Chen Bin's previous life, there was never a moment like that of a day when he resented himself for not working hard, and for the many time he had wasted...

Chen Bin will never forget the scene when he received a call from his father in his hometown in rural areas four months ago that his younger brother was ill, and the treatment cost was astronomical. He will never forget the scene when his strangeness was discovered by the instructor and reported to the brigade department, and then the brigade department organized a fundraising meeting for his family's affairs...

"Binzi! It's okay, I'll survive it! I'll give you all the monthly salary, and your brother will definitely be cured!"

Squad Leader Dai Dongrui told him this, saying that he would only donate one month’s salary, but he donated a full three months...

"Brother Bin, we don't have much allowance... But don't worry, I told my dad! I'll ask him for 10,000 yuan, and I'll give it to you!"

"Chen Bin! If you have any difficulties at home, tell us, look, we all work together, and we will get together soon. Look at how you looked like in those days. Don't think so much. There is a tall man in the top of the sky when it falls! Assessment is coming soon, work harder and take back the model!"

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"Hey! Are you listening? So, since your former comrades don't want you to repay that money, why do you say it's for money?"

"Sorry, I'm distracted..."

Chen Bin, who woke up, suddenly burst into cold sweat on his back...

I was actually distracted during the interview. Looking at the officer's somewhat impatient look, maybe the matter of signing up for the foreign corps this time was going to be a waste... But when I thought about it, Chen Bin also frowned.

The French officer's words "formerly comrades-in-arms" made Chen Bin feel a little displeased...

"They may not want me to pay back the money, but I cannot refuse it! Moreover, sir, I want to correct you, they are not my former comrades-in-arms, they will always be my comrades-in-arms!"

"Before coming to France, I learned about the foreign corps and knew that the creed here was to treat comrades as relatives. Once wars occur against soldiers' motherland, soldiers have the right to refuse to participate in the war and refuse to point their guns at the motherland, so I chose to come here!"

"As for the reward, I almost don't have to spend on food, drink, accommodation and transportation in the military camp. After a thousand euros, I can save about 8,000 yuan. It only takes thirty months, or two and a half years, to pay off the money I donated to me by my comrades!"

Chen Bin finished his thoughts in one breath. For a 20-year-old young man with a high school education, a monthly salary of about 10,000 yuan is almost something he would not even think about in China...

"Did you treat the Corps as a mercenary? You have to know that our foreign Corps is a regular force in the French army sequence! You said that you can pay off your debts in two and a half years, so what about two and a half years left? Our contract starts at least five years. Will you become a deserter in two and a half years? It is hard for me to believe that you are fully prepared and sincerely joining the Corps..."

Listening to the timely translation, Chen Bin could almost imagine what happened later...

It’s nothing more than words that are not suitable for you. You can count the time, from registering at the Paris Recruitment Station, and then volunteering at the headquarters selection center...

All kinds of tests have been done. What injection should I get? Or a vaccine? I have also gotten it. If I waste so much time and I am finally eliminated...

"I won't be a deserter! Sir, you can trust me!"

Without caring about interrupting the officer's politeness, Chen Bin tried to save his trip to France.

"As you can see, I could not have paid back my comrades, but I still came here and wanted to earn compensation from my efforts in the foreign corps. I think this is my responsibility! Even though I know that it will make you dislike it by saying that it is for money, I still choose to be outspoken. I think this is my sincere expression!"

"There is an old saying in my motherland that you will listen to the orders of whoever you eat! I will naturally pay corresponding labor and even sacrifice when I lead the reward provided by the corps! As long as the corps does not order me to point my gun at the motherland, I will obey the corps' orders 100%!"

Chen Bin said this loudly. After the officer who wanted to eliminate him directly pondered for a while, a touch of playful smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"You're finished saying it? After saying it, you can go out and you will get the result in the next few days!"

"yes!"

After a military salute, Chen Bin turned around and went out. He wore a blue sportswear from volunteers, which looked particularly bright under the sunshine outside the house...

"Chen Bin, right?! Why are you stubborn just now?! Say something nice, can't you just say clichés?"
Chapter completed!