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The question raised by the gigolo must be admitted to be very sharp. It can even be said that it is a problem that the Huangquan Mercenary Group must face if it wants to develop and grow in the future. It can even be said that it is a problem that not only the Huangquan Mercenary Group, but the entire mercenary industry is facing.
A small mercenary group of about a hundred people can ensure that every member in it has excellent combat effectiveness.
But once the mercenary group wants to grow, it must expand its manpower. As the number of personnel increases, it becomes difficult to ensure that each soldier has strong combat effectiveness.
The personnel are uneven, and it is difficult to guarantee that no one is cheating. If they are mixed among them, not only will they not be able to complete the task when the army is fighting, but they will even drag down the entire army.
However, Zhang Feng had already thought of a way before putting forward such an idea, otherwise he would not have spoken to the gigolo about it.
At this moment, when he heard the gigolo point out this question twice, he looked at the gigolo with a sneer, but actually made the gigolo feel scared in his heart.
He couldn't help but laugh and curse: "I said crazy, don't look at me so meanly, it makes me feel unsure. Didn't I say, why do you act like a human trafficker and want to sell me? Am I? Do you want me to count the money for you?"
"Don't be pretentious. Is there any solution? Let's get real."
Zhang Feng put away his mean smile and said, "Gigolo, you must know that our country of China used to have a military service system for the militia."
After his prompting, the gigolo responded, "You mean the reserve system!"
Thinking of the reserve system, he still didn't understand the direct relationship between this reserve system and the development of the Huangquan Mercenary Group mentioned today, so he continued to ask: "Mad, madman, your words are so jumpy." Too big, just tell me honestly how you can solve the problem I raised, don’t talk to me about it, it’s useless!”
"Don't say it doesn't matter! This reserve system really has a lot to do with the question you raised." Zhang Feng said with great certainty.
"Let's first talk about what the reserve force is. It is a reserve force based on veterans and militiamen. It serves the people in peacetime and picks up incomparable weapons in wartime.
You can quickly become a professional soldier with excellent combat effectiveness! Is what I said correct? "
"Of course, this system cannot be completely implanted in our Huangquan Mercenary Group, because we are not a country with a popular base."
"But we can steal this concept! Let this become a threshold for joining our Huangquan mercenary group."
Hearing what Zhang Feng said, the gigolo also suddenly realized something. He kept nodding and said, "If you continue talking, what should we do?"
It is easy to talk to smart people. Zhang Feng continued: "As long as we publicize the benefits of our Huangquan mercenary group, when the reputation becomes famous, a large number of veterans and mercenaries from other mercenary groups will come here. , We must accept these people, because we want to increase the size of the mercenary group, and then we go back to the question you just raised, how can we ensure that there is not a mixed bag of good and bad people among them? "
"Reserve mercenaries of the Underworld Mercenary Group! This is the way I came up with! These new recruits are incorporated into the off-staff troops of the Underworld Mercenary Group and given the title of reserve, but they do not enjoy the benefits of full members!"
"Want a generous salary? Do you want the benefits of death pension? Yes, as long as you pass our assessment and become a full member from the reserve force!"
The gigolo couldn't help but nodded, and finally said with emotion: "Damn it, madman, I really don't know how you got such a long head, you can think of such a damaging way!"
Hearing what he said, Zhang Feng was not happy and scolded with a smile: "Fuck, gigolo, I don't want to listen to what you say. What do you mean my method is harmful? Just say it is harmful to our Huangquan mercenary group. Is it beneficial?"
"It will definitely be beneficial to our Huangquan Mercenary Group without any harm, but it is a bit unfair to the new members. Just think about the name of a reserve force and let them work for us but pay The salary is very small, and the existence of benefits makes it seem like they can seize the big pie at any time, and they have to actively fight for it.
Zhang Feng did not continue speaking, because the gigolo had already explained the essence of his method.
It’s nothing more than using welfare to make a big pie. Welfare does exist, but only those who pass
The single-plank bridge can only be enjoyed by the mercenaries of the Huangquan Mercenary Group.
What? Do you want these benefits too? Then fight hard and work hard, take off your reserve hat, and it will naturally be given to you. If you fail the assessment, then just continue to be your reserve.
The gigolo thought of Zhang Feng's mean smile before he spoke again, and suddenly understood, he hit his chest with his fist and cursed: "Madman, you don't want me to be responsible for such a bad thing, do you? "
"Heh heh heh." Zhang Feng laughed mischievously again, "What else do we two gigolos have for you and me? Besides, our Huangquan Mercenary Group is currently short of manpower, so you can do more work."
Seeing that the dancer wanted to refuse, he quickly said again: "Gigolo, it's not without its benefits if you think about it. As long as they are mercenaries who have passed the reserve service, they will be directly incorporated into your blood massacre brigade."
"Really? Do you keep your word?" the gigolo said with some uncertainty.
"Oh, you are full of distrust in me when you say this. You still don't know my character, Zhang Feng. It's a shame to spit on me!" Zhang Feng shouted.
"Go away." The gigolo laughed and scolded: "What kind of character is your Zhang Feng? Do you really have any character at all? You are a thorn in spitting. You stick your butt out, and I know the shape of your mouth. What you said today I have remembered that the people selected will be from my Blood Slaughter Brigade. If anything goes wrong, I will settle the score with you, madman."
Facing the gigolo's words, Zhang Feng was not angry at all. He put his arms around his shoulders and said cowardly: "It's okay, old man, we've settled on this! Wait until the matter with the Death Scythe Mercenary Group is over. , let's start a large-scale recruitment! Damn it, let's see who dares to bully our Huangquan mercenary group when the manpower is insufficient! By the way, I have one more thing to tell you, and you have to help me make an idea. …”
…
Zhao Qiang was sitting on the sofa, holding a cigarette in his hand, with a Zhang Feng-like mean expression on his face, which he had imitated by ear and eye, and felt so awesome.
Standing in front of him was a woman with wheat-colored skin and a fiery figure. She was the poisonous scorpion who had disabled Manfred's limbs and was good at Muay Thai.
There was another man, trembling on his knees.