Chapter 187: Irene and Ellie

Zhou Qingfeng went to the recruiting site to apply for the first day, but he brought back more than a hundred people. A Novel ＜＜＜＜<≦﹤﹤≦﹤﹤≤﹤Lena Fox was very satisfied with these Chinese people after they were arranged, "not picky, don't complain, can endure hardship, work hard, which is better than ours before The recruits are much stronger."

"Most Chinese people are like this, they are more peaceful." Zhou Qingfeng had to go to the recruiting point after settling down his compatriots. But this time he appeared at the recruiting point, but someone was waiting for him.

"Sir, can I join your team?" A girl with green hair ran up to Zhou Qingfeng. She is about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a medium build, wearing a navel-baring dress, a little Gothic smoky makeup on her face, and a nose ring, she is just like a little girl, "I just saw you are recruiting , can I join?"

"Sorry, we don't need street punks." Zhou Qingfeng pushed the girl away.

"I'm not a bastard." The girl was anxious, she took out a dagger from her body, and cut her scalp indiscriminately in front of Zhou Qingfeng, not even caring if the scalp bleeds. In the end she even grabbed her own nose ring and pulled it hard.

"Mr. Hugo, I'm really not a punk. I haven't done anything bad, I just dressed myself up like this for fun. I've been hungry for days, please help me." The girl still didn't Giving up, once again blocked Zhou Qingfeng's way.

The butcher tilted his head interestingly, looking at this girl who could be cruel to him. But Zhou Qingfeng still refused: "Sorry, we only want capable people, we are not philanthropists."

But the girl still pursued Zhou Qingfeng relentlessly, until she walked in front of the staff at the recruiting point. Seeing Zhou Qingfeng and the butcher in full armor, a white man immediately nodded and said, "Okay, you two are good, we want it. Come and register!"

Although things went well, the butcher complained in a low voice: "It's like buying a cabbage in the market, and the cabbage has to jump out and say to the customer, 'Come and buy me, I'm cheap and very delicious '."

Zhou Qingfeng also rolled his eyes, but he could only sit at the desk at the recruiting point and fill in his identity. When the white man on the other side saw the girl following Zhou Qingfeng, he chased her away loudly: "You wild girl, get out of here. We don't want a prostitute like you here."

The girl's head was messed up, her face was covered with blood, and she was still begging: "I'm really not a punk, let alone a whore, I just put on this gothic makeup just before the disaster. I'm a good girl. "

Hahaha..., the girl's words caused a burst of laughter from around. Whether it's the white people at the recruiting point or the refugees who come to try their luck, seeing someone who is worse than themselves is a happy thing.

"How can you do this? I didn't do anything wrong? Why are you laughing at me?" Faced with ridicule and ridicule,

The girl could only stand aside and weep, crying in despair. She kept saying she was a good girl, but no one believed her.

"What evidence do you have to prove that you are a good girl?" Zhou Qingfeng had already filled out his own form and obtained permission to join the Brotherhood of Steel Combat Corps.

"My name is Irene, and I'm an honor student at Madeira Girls' High School. I've been number one in the school for three consecutive years. I only made myself look like this by participating in a masquerade party at the school." The girl seemed to grasp Seeing a life-saving straw, desperately telling about his past.

But Zhou Qingfeng still shook his head, "In today's world, top students can't explain anything. Or I should ask, what ability do you have to survive?"

"My marksmanship is very good. My father has a farm in New York State, where I play with guns every weekend." The girl Erin said, staring at the scaR rifle Zhou Qingfeng was carrying, "I can show you .”

The conversation between the two attracted the attention of many people around. Someone whistled and shouted: "Hey, let this chick try, I want to see her shoot."

"Maybe she should come and shoot me with the gun, and I'll give it to her for free."

"She should be hitting with both hands and using her mouth."

Amidst the giggling teasing, the girl crossed her fingers and hugged her chest, and said to Zhou Qingfeng: "Please, let me try. I will definitely let you know that I am not useless."

The more Irene begged, the louder the laughter around her became. And the butcher handed over an aR-15 rifle he was carrying, and said in one word, "Try."

The aR-15 series is the most common rifle in the United States. The girl took over the rifle and operated it very skillfully. Checking the magazine, checking the chamber, fine-tuning the gauge, and finally aiming at an empty can about two hundred meters away, she said, "I'm going to punch it through."

At this moment, the inside and outside of the recruiting point became quiet, and everyone began to pay attention to this little test. Many people are far away and can't figure out the reason, and they keep asking others what happened? Some even stood on tiptoe, wanting to see what happened.

Bang... the first shot missed, it just splashed a little dust, and the impact point could even be said to be ridiculously off, the distance of 200 meters was at least one meter short. This marksmanship is not even qualified. There was a burst of booing from the audience, and the messy ridicule sounded again.

"Hey, chick, I don't think you are suitable for playing with real guns, it's better to play with my gun."

"This chick has a good mouth shape, I think it would be better if she blows."

"The figure is not bad, I like this kind of petite but mature girl."

In the lewd words and jokes, bang..., the second shot still missed, it just missed the left, and now it is right, the deviation is huge. Then louder mocking voices sounded, booing was endless, and the voices of teasing were even louder and more obscene.

But when the third shot was fired, the canned box 200 meters away rang with a clang, and it was hit squarely.

"The chick finally hits it."

"Blind, the first two shots were so bad."

"It must be good luck."

But what is jaw-dropping is that the next dozen or so bullets in a row, the girl clattered and knocked the tin can, hitting the gun. You must know that the aR-15 in her hand didn't even have a scope, and it was hit entirely by her naked eye vision.

And Zhou Qingfeng knew the reason better, the aR-15 that the butcher gave out was picked up halfway. The gun was not calibrated, so it was inaccurate. Both Zhou Qingfeng and the butcher tried several times, but they couldn't find the feeling of the gun.

Seeing Irene emptying a magazine, the butcher approached Zhou Qingfeng and said, "Correcting a gun with three bullets is already a professional level and requires a certain talent."

And Zhou Qingfeng even said: "We just need a sniper."

In Zhou Qingfeng's team, there was always a lack of a sniper team. This leads them into the field, basically no one can give them accurate fire support from the rear.

Fire support was Katerina's job before, but the shrew disappeared without a trace, which was even more troublesome. If there are few enemies, it is all right, but if there are many enemies, the trouble will be great.

After firing a magazine, everyone was already dumbfounded. Irene opened the chamber to indicate that the bullet was empty. Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward and said, "It's a good shot, and I'm very satisfied. But you should have an observer."

Erin immediately said excitedly: "I have a twin sister Ellie, she is a very good observer." (To be continued.)