The evaluation of this mission has been announced and the rewards have been distributed.
According to the past practice, at such a time, it is natural to determine how many people will participate in the next mission next time, and then distribute the loot this time to different people.
Maybe it was because I thought of the swordsman, who would be leaving after this mission was over.
Hu Biao, who felt a little depressed for no reason, did not start to play tricks on the rookies like before.
Instead, he got straight to the point and asked for their opinions:
"Okay! To the seven brothers who are participating in the system mission for the first time, let me first express my gratitude to you as the team commander.
Needless to say, each of you performed extremely well in this mission.
Therefore, on behalf of the Zhongzhou Team, I extend an invitation to you, inviting you to officially join the Zhongzhou Team and work together to complete the subsequent tasks.
Of course, this is just a friendly invitation and there is no mandatory behavior.
If anyone doesn't want to, it doesn't matter. Everyone can completely understand any choice you make, and your trip will not be in vain this time, so the spoils will be assigned to you.
You can take it back and make yourself, your wife, or your girlfriend happy."
Under such a statement, the seven rookies who were summoned this time couldn't help but start to look at each other.
After about 3 minutes, these people made a decision.
Po Luo, a big brother born in the 1970s, was the first to make his choice.
He actually said it while cursing: "Damn it! At such an old age, do I still have to fight and kill people? Isn't it good for me to live a good life at home, guarding my wife and children?
But those beasts are too hateful, so I’ll be the one to take on the tasks from now on.”
After saying that, the old comrade raised his arm in the sight of everyone.
"Well! Although it's a little uncomfortable when you die, and it hurts even more when you are stabbed by a Japanese bayonet; but the real excitement of this kind of life, especially when you stab the Japanese, is really enjoyable.
If I really give up such an opportunity, I think I will regret it very much later, so count me in."
Under such a statement, Chinese characters also raised their arms.
After two people like Hanzi and Poluo had proofed, the remaining few made their own choices based on various sincere or nonsense opinions.
With a face full of aftertaste, Feng said something that made everyone's scalp numb:
"Damn it! Man, I don't know how many times I have put out fires, but this is definitely the first time in my life that I have set a fire with a flamethrower, and those little devils are still being burned.
All I can say is that the feeling at that time was really great, so count me in."
Python: "Brother, I didn't even show off my amphibious operations, and as a result, I was killed by the little Japs. Count me in for the next mission. Let the little Japs see how powerful some of my buddies are."
Shi Polu: "Although I am a community agent, I am also a people's agent! I am an agent who protects the masses like you, so if I don't come to the next mission, who will?"
Ashtray: "Actually, I have some. If I didn't have any bad luck in my life, I would probably have to work in various mixing factories, construction sites, or other factories.
But why? Why can't I drive a good car, why can't I go pick up those beautiful girls?
Besides, even if there are no above-mentioned benefits, it is just to fight the Japanese. As a Young Pioneer back then, I was willing to join the team just for the bright red scarf on my chest."
Big liar: "Brothers, if there is no one to chat with you in the future, wouldn't you be bored? So no matter what, I can't leave you behind~"
In this way, all seven rookies summoned this time actually joined the Zhongzhou team...
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After the number of people for the next mission is determined, according to the previous procedures, it is natural to start dividing the spoils, which is a welcome time.
After giving the swordsman a look, he took the Hu Biao space ring early and squatted aside to count it.
After receiving the look, he began to report to everyone quickly.
Just thinking about such a young man, who might be engaged in such a job for the last time, made everyone feel a little sad in their eyes.
"The most valuable items this time are 53 kinds in total, worth 136 copper coins. I don't know if I can put together a set of fifty treasures.
There are also 13 pieces of large wood, 5 pieces of golden nan, and 8 pieces of huanghuali. I don’t know which one is more valuable.
Of course! According to Lao Hu's arrangement, these things will not be divided, but will be kept as working capital; so everyone, don't worry about taking them back to build furniture.
Therefore, what can be divided is a total of 41.9 kilograms of gold, 3216 oceans, and various kinds of pearls, agates and jade, a total of 213.
Those legal currency, central reserve certificates, military tickets, etc., should be kept to see if they can be used for the next mission.
As for the weapons and ammunition, luckily we hid a lot of them in the tunnel in advance, so in addition to letting Lao J and Bai Xiang take them back to sell them, everyone can also get a few of them."
In such a fairly detailed report, Hu Biao finally knew what to do.
In addition to setting aside another 10.9 kilograms of gold as funds for public activities, the remaining teams each received one kilogram, 100 yuan for Ocean, and five yuan for gems.
This means that for such a mission, each person can get about a hundred W.
Everyone suddenly thought of this, with expectant looks on their faces...
After the brief distribution was completed, the swordsman couldn't help but glance at Hu Biao. Maybe he thought of something in his mind, and he stopped talking even though he had a little to say.
Because according to the past routine, Hu Biao and others who will participate in the next mission will discuss how to go to the doomsday world.
Having decided to withdraw, he had no need, let alone reason, to participate in such a meeting.
After Hu Biao saw such a situation, he also had some thoughts in his mind.
He pondered for a while and then said: "Okay, brother, there is no such thing as a banquet that never ends, and such a nonsense life is like this.
Why don't you leave first? We wish you and your siblings a happy wedding and the possibility of having a baby soon.
In fact, I have been thinking about whether I should attend your wedding and give you two a glass of wine. However, considering that such an approach might get you into trouble, I won’t go.
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But according to our traditional rules, if no one arrives but a gift arrives, I will give you a gift on behalf of the brothers."
After saying this, Hu Biao pointed to the pieces of wood that were now used as stools and sat on the ground, and said:
"Take one and take it home. Whether you sell it or buy one or two pieces of furniture for your home, it will be a souvenir of participating in so many missions."
Later, Hu Biao asked the others: "Brothers, is it okay to give this thing to you?"
Of course, the rest of the team had no objection to Hu Biao's question.
Instead, they started making jokes one after another.
Mad Dog expressed regret:
"Swordsman, you're lucky. Lao Hu won't let everyone drink your wedding wine; otherwise, according to the custom in our hometown in Henan, you will definitely remember it deeply during the wedding ceremony."
"Such a big piece of wood can make at least five or six chairs. You have to have five or six sons no matter what. When the time comes, each of you will have one chair~"
Amidst all the above talking and laughing, the swordsman's eyes were red.
After struggling to carry a piece of Huanghuali wood, he originally wanted to say something, but after mumbling for a long time, he couldn't say a word and could only turn his head away.
In this way, it seems that no one can see his tears.
Seeing this, Hu Biao said softly: "System, send the swordsman out."
Just like that, the swordsman carrying the wood drifted towards the other end of the time and space channel without saying a word; behind him, 30 men slowly waved their arms.
Everyone is silently saying in their hearts: "Goodbye, brother."