Chapter 1012: Expedition

Rios sat at the wooden table of crude benzene and ate his protein powder. After he finished eating, he was still thinking about it. He licked his face and ran to the kitchen where he wanted another copy.
This kind of paste with a little oil and salt has a strange smell and a bad taste, but it is especially rare for refugees who escape from the line of life and death.
The chef in the quarantine camp obviously has a contempt for the refugees in front of him, but he can give whatever he should, and at least whisper a few words ‘damn garbage, eat it for a lifetime’
Rios knows why he is being discriminated against because they are refugees and refugees who bring chaos. As a refugee expelled from New Mexico, he had to go to Cuba after going through a hell-like journey, and the people who fled with him had nowhere to be found.
Fortunately, the Aurora Corps, who ruled Cuba, gave the refugees a bite to eat, knowing that other forces would only use guns and bayonet to expel them. So even if he was discriminated against, Rios felt that the quarantine camps everywhere were much better than the barbed wire refugee camps outside the city.
Rios didn't know why he suffered the crime, he was just a Mexican with no culture. When working as an illegal worker in the United States, Rios learned not to argue and work more and talk less.
However, Rios is not without advantages. When he said that he could speak English, he had worked as a harvester, a warehouseman, a cook, and all the inferior jobs that can be thought of in the United States, he was immediately appointed as a Captain of the ten-man squad.
awesome! The squad leader can share an extra piece of whale meat during meals, have a special armband on his clothes, and receive one day of induction training before he can lead the team for the next training. This is great happiness for Rios, who has always been at the bottom of society.
Combat training is the easiest, with no guns, and Rios was only asked to practice how to throw grenades.
Yes, that's right! It is throwing a grenade, which is simpler than firearm training. As long as the strength is enough, the correct posture is enough.
Zhou Qingfeng's influence on the grenade offensive of the volunteer army was too profound in the North Korean copy. This was a magic weapon for the weak army to defeat the enemy. To this end, he purchased 500,000 six-seven-type wooden handle grenades.
Most of the various arms of the wasteland have not received any special training. It is better to throw a grenade at a close range than equipping a machine gun rifle in a weak environment. A violent explosion is stronger than anything. The loud noise and air waves will weaken the will. The opponent collapsed instantly.
The fragile refugees have not been able to throw their grenades far, but they have to practice the correct posture and conduct basic military training. Discipline, queue, earthwork, simple communication links.
Rios obeyed the instructor's orders 100%, and he had to learn hard enough to study mechanically. In addition to throwing grenades, another special thing is to learn how to open a special fine iron cage in a short time, and fill the cage with sand and stones to build a fence.
"We seem to be practicing a fortification," a quarantine camp refugee said on the training ground. "What's the use of this?"
"Shut up and let you do whatever you want. The chiefs like to be quiet and obedient." Rios is very satisfied with the current life, although there is no freedom, but at least he is not hungry.
The world outside the quarantine camp looks wonderful, but it is an Eden out of reach for refugees. Despite the barbed wire, life in the bustling city is still tempting everyone who wants to change their destiny.
However, the instructors told the refugees unabashedly that you are late. The army has passed the period of extreme human desire, and now it takes more effort to obtain status and dignity.
"I'm not afraid to give, I just want to know what to do to live a life outside the quarantine camp?" Rios asked the instructor during the training break.
"Learn more and master more skills in order to have a greater chance to seize the opportunity. For example, I now need a squadron leader who can command three squadrons. What can you do?" The instructor was like a stone indifferent, but he did not explain How to become the captain of the squadron and leave.
However, Rios was greatly inspired. He began to pay attention to the words and deeds of his instructors, learning how to manage his subordinates, how to assign tasks, how to restore order in chaos, and how to be in danger. The most important thing is how to make instructors realize that they are better than others.
"Listen to my brothers, we can't look at the outside world on the barbed wire every day. We have to do something to change ourselves, otherwise we are just a bunch of dumb fools."
Rios tried to inspire his ten men. He started by remembering each person's name, assigned three team leaders to assist himself in the work, and took his men to strengthen learning together. He even used his salted whale meat to reward people for outstanding performance, which was all learned from instructors.
After eating protein for a while, Rios now improved his group's meals. Although it seems that some of the leftover food is heated back to the pan again, anyway, there are vegetables and meat. As long as it is not too picky, it can still be swallowed.
Over time, thin refugees began to recover gradually, and the intensive training of quarantine camps was not acceptable to all. For example, the earthmoving industry is often endless digging foxholes with engineering shovel.
The instructor's temper is getting worse and worse, and those who fail to complete the training are subject to various punishments. Under pressure, someone suddenly burst out at dinner, scolding the new meal as a pig's ladle, complaining that he only joined the army later, why can't he live like a normal person?
At that time, the atmosphere in the quarantine camp cafeteria was suddenly tense, and many refugees stared blankly at the instructors around them, for fear of causing trouble.
In horror, Rios stood up before the instructor dealt with it, and said to the refugee who asked, "Dine your dinner ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Don't waste this hard-won food. "
"I'm really fed up. This isn't food at all. Do you know what I just ate? It's disgusting to death." The refusing refugees continued to use yelling to relieve emotional pressure.
"Trust me, I've eaten something ten thousand times more disgusting than this. But I know that complaining is useless, and I still have to work hard." Rios stepped forward and drank the food on the other side of his mouth. Said, after eating, he said, "You need to understand that nausea is better than starvation."
The cafeteria in the quarantine camp was quiet, the surrounding instructors looked indifferent, and the refugees sitting at the dining table did not speak. The troublemaker looked around and looked at his own eyes, and finally sat down suddenly, crying with a headache.
A storm seemed to end, but after dinner Rios was called outside the barracks by the instructor, and he asked him, "Do you want to live a normal life?"
"Sir, I really want to live a normal life, and I have been working on it." Rios said without hesitation.
"Now there is a special team that needs people. If you join, you will have a chance to lead a normal life, but there is also a 50% chance of killing you. What choice do you make?" The instructor asked.
"Will death?" Rios stayed for a few seconds. "If I refuse, do I have to stay in the quarantine camp all my life?"
"No, you will become temporary workers. The Legion currently has a lot of ordinary labor and will only recruit you when needed. You may not be hungry, but you will never be able to integrate into the Legion."
"You can join the legion only by contributing to it, right?" Taking a deep breath, Rios asked again, "Can I ask what team I want to join?"
"Expeditionary Expedition under the African Army." 8