After arranging all the preparations, Wei Hua was finally able to take his first step-conscription.
Thanks to the anarchic state of the apocalypse and the nature of the wasteland itself, as long as you had food and guns in your hands, you could raise your flag and recruit soldiers. You could fully understand the deeper meaning of the phrase 'a call for a hundred responses.'
Furthermore, out of consideration of whether it would cause unnecessary misunderstandings, Wei Hua had specifically asked Aso Jiro if there was anything wrong with recruiting soldiers from the grassroots in Tokyo when he met him. Wei Hua, who was extremely nervous, received Aso Jiro's answer after a hearty laugh.
"Here, take a look. This is a report on the unemployed population in Tokyo last month. This is the food relief allocation that the Tokyo municipal government distributed to the lowest level of refugees last month. It was not that these unemployed people were unwilling to work, but the limited jobs in Tokyo had long been divided up. The new population was even eager to do jobs such as cleaning toilets and sweeping roads.”
" Letting these people wander at the bottom of society for a long time without doing anything is as dangerous as a potential bomb. At the same time, our four-member committee has to allocate funds every month to ensure that these people don't starve to death and end up on the streets. The refugee problem has now become a common problem that plagues most apocalyptic cities. But now, you're offering to share the burden of this troublesome tumor and create jobs for refugees. I think I should really give you a medal of honorary citizen of Tokyo.”
Wei Hua recalled the words that Aso Jiro had personally dictated to him during the recent arms deal. After informing Aso Jiro via email that he was about to start conscription in Tokyo today and had received permission, Wei Hua finally drove the bucket cart to the largest refugee gathering place in Tokyo with his good friend.
" Those who are willing to join the National Social Nationalist Party will receive a settlement allowance of 20 cans. In the future, they will receive 20 catties of food per month. They will also get a third of the spoils of war or equivalent items. Oh my God, am I blind? There are actually such good jobs waiting to be found these days?”
"That's not all. Look at this one. Not only do they pay your salary, but they also f * cking provide you with food and accommodation. All three meals a day are provided, and two sets of combat uniforms are given to you when you join the army. This is simply the treatment of a nouveau riche!"
After Wei Hua hung the recruitment notice in every corner of the refugee camp and placed the recruitment registration point next to the barrel cart, they quickly became like a drop of water in a boiling pot of oil, attracting countless refugees to watch and explode.
As the refugees gathered around the notice and discussed it, there were also some opposing voices among the refugees.
"Humph... Who knew if this was a new round of scams? Two months ago, the Wolf Fang Mercenary Group also came to our place to recruit soldiers. After my brother was recruited by them, there was no news of him at all. Who knows if these people are using a fancy banner to recruit some ordinary cannon fodder that can be used at will.”
"That's right, that's right. If you ask me, it's good enough that we can survive in such a safe environment in Tokyo every month and still receive relief food. Why do we have to put our heads on our belts and do those life-risking jobs that have no tomorrow? Isn't it good to live well?"
The voices of all kinds of different opinions were noisy. Those opposing voices might really change some people's opinions, but they could not stop the footsteps of those who hoped to improve their lives.
Soon, the first batch of young and middle-aged refugees who were dressed in ragged clothes and malnourished began to walk towards the recruitment point set up by Wei Hua after a short discussion.
The National Society Nationalist Party was the name that Wei Hua had come up with for his organization after thinking about it for a long time.
In the early stages of the organization's establishment, it was obviously not appropriate to use some flowery terms that sounded very grand. Putting aside the fact that names such as the Global Defense Organization sounded strong on the outside but weak on the inside, Wei Hua had to give his organization a name that did not sound too bad but was not too radical from the perspective of the eternal truth of low-key development and stable meat eating.
Regardless of whether this name that was decided in a hurry was really the most suitable choice, at least in the eyes of these poor refugees, this name that did not carry any military or blood was indeed not that disgusting from an emotional point of view.
Matsumoto Chuan. This was the name of a very ordinary refugee in the long line of people at Wei Hua's recruitment point.
He had just turned eighteen this year and was born in the millennium. He had lost his father in a zombie attack a month after the apocalypse. He had shouldered the burden of the family alone at a young age, using all kinds of methods to protect his weak mother and younger sister until today.
Even though he had faced the choice of life and death many times, and had been advised by others to sell his mother and sister to the brothels in exchange for a free life, Matsumoto Chuan, who had his own ambition and bottom line, did not listen to these words that were almost the best choice in the apocalypse.
"If I abandoned my mother and sister, would I still be a man?”
Matsumoto Kawa had a bad tongue, had not read many books, and had not received any formal education. He knew that he was a boor, but he had always used these words that others ridiculed as fools as his motto to help him move forward.
Even though this strong-willed young man had tried his best to do everything he could, the despairing background of the apocalypse did not allow ordinary people to have a chance to realize their dreams. Even today, Matsumoto Chuan, who had a good body and ambition, was still living a difficult life with his mother and sister in the lowest refugee camp.
He didn't know how long he had stayed in the refugee gathering place in Tokyo. Matsumoto Chuan, who was almost out of rice, finally waited for the organization that would change his life, the National Social Nationalist Party, to arrive.
After silently standing in front of Wei Hua and Zhao Pian's recruitment notice for a long time, Matsumoto Chuan finally made his decision. He no longer wanted to live like a stray dog at the bottom of the post-apocalyptic world. For the sake of their loved ones and for themselves, it was better to risk their lives than to live like this for the rest of their lives. Even if it was the shortest life, they had to do their best to make it live brilliantly.
" Even if they have the longest life cycle, those weeds that grow densely in the wild like all living beings will not be remembered by the world. What people can engrave in the deepest part of their hearts are only those magnificent flowers that bloom the most brilliantly even if they have the shortest flowering period. It's the same for everyone's life.”
After listening to Wei Hua's lament, he signed his name on the draft form and handed it to Wei Hua. At the same time, Matsumoto Chuan stood up resolutely and slowly raised his right arm.
"I will participate in the National Society Nationalist Labor Party (I voluntarily join the National Society Nationalist Labor Party), I will swear to God that I will unconditionally serve the leader (I swear to God that I will unconditionally obey the leader), I will serve the party and the people (serve the party and the people). Self-interest is against the present, Brave soldiers (I'm now a brave soldier), Prepare for the battle (I'm ready),(I'll give my life for this oath),(I'll give my life for this oath),(I'll give my life to the loyal guard),(I'll give my life to the loyal guard), I'll give my friends, I'll give my brothers and sisters (every comrade is my brother), I The Fuhrer's will is above all else, the Fuhrer's orders are above all truth and law! Long live the Fuhrer! Long live the victory!"
" Welcome to the National Society's Nationalist Party, my dear comrade.”
When this hand was raised high, the fate of a young man was like a flower that had broken through the soil and embarked on a new path.
A busy time would always end quickly with the passing of time. Wei Hua, who had given out all the food as a settlement allowance, finally used an entire afternoon to bring the 1,000 recruits back to Wanderer Town.
Urada Town, which had been abandoned due to the continuous infiltration of infection from the surrounding areas, became lively in almost an afternoon. Almost all the buildings in the relatively safe areas of the town were crowded with the recruits who finally welcomed their first night after joining the National Society and the Nationalist Party. It was just that this long night after leaving the relatively safe Tokyo refugee gathering place and listening to the distant zombies wailing was destined to make many people lose sleep.
Under the light, Wei Hua, who had been busy for the entire day, did not go to bed early. He and Zhao Pian clearly had things to do that night.
Wei Hua was in another warehouse that he had prepared beforehand. Looking at the small mountain of zombie nuclei and Zerg crystals in front of him, he was almost dazzled by the sight. He activated his system, and a beam of white light quickly appeared out of thin air and wrapped around the colorful crystals.
400,000! The Glory Points that he had earned from this small crystal mountain were actually worth 400,000 Glory Points!
With these 400,000 resource points, not only could he buy individual equipment such as rifles and anti-armor weapons, he could even buy the SS armored division that Wei Hua could not forget. He could even buy an H20 battleship. This was the best news for Wei Hua, who was in urgent need of developing his own strength. As for Zhao Pian, this child's 100,000 yuan was enough for him to buy the Yamato.
No matter what the next day would be like after the sun rose, at least for tonight, Wei Hua and Zhao Pian would fall asleep with smiles that were even more exaggerated than those of anime characters.
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