Star Rank Hunter

Hunter is a group that mainly depends on strength. In Vanguard, there is no rule to force people into each squadron. After all, for most people in the Hunter group, the people selected by the home team are all excellent talents: 100% Ninety-nine A-level genes, excellent hunters honed through training and actual combat. ◎Smart kids, remember to update with super fast hands.◎So for these people, each squadron has no time to recruit them, so how can they refuse?

The only thing that bothers the captains is that these people from the home team have always been arrogant and always feel that they are superior to those in the fleet. Therefore, it is very important for the captain to let the newcomers and the old players live in harmony. It is indeed a difficult problem, and this difficult problem cannot be solved in a short time.

Unlike the troubles that the captains of each team were thinking about after knowing the home team's decision, Xilin actually said such a shocking thing that almost made eyeballs pop out.

Kicked out without approval? Is this what a squadron man said?

"Okay!" Jifeng knocked on the table in front of him, and continued after everyone calmed down, "This matter has already started, and I won't explain too much. If you have any questions, you can discuss it with the management after the meeting. .Continue meeting..."

This time, a full-day meeting will be held. When the meeting is over, the affairs of the squadrons should also come to an end. The captains can't contact the team now, so worrying is useless. The home team's approach is obviously to see the reaction of each squadron after removing the captain, and at the same time to do some processing.

And among the captains of the squadrons, they may be anxious and confused. The cleanup personnel sent by the home team have already started to take action, except for the eleventh team. The other ten teams had more or less targets to be cleaned up, and these were the results of the home team's secret investigations for days. People who are on the cleanup list, even if they are not completely cleared out, will be investigated further.

During this clean-up time, some basic information about the clean-up, the reasons why the people who have been cleared are listed on the list, etc. will be displayed at the seats of the captains of each squadron.

At the beginning, the captains of the various squadrons were really dissatisfied, and they didn't even have the intention to continue sitting here for the meeting. Those with a bad temper almost left on the spot, but with the information, the expressions on the faces of the captains changed, but they obviously restrained a lot.

Xilin was still the most calm among these captains. This confuses many people.

At the same time, not far from the eleventh team's base, a modified flying car with a large space and extended landed, and nearly fifty people came out of it. These people were all relatively young, and the youngest was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.

"I suddenly feel regretful." One of them said after looking at the deserted and somewhat lonely base of the eleventh team over there.

Hearing what this person said, the people around him also echoed, "You're not the only one who thinks this way, in fact, I think. Not to mention the training of fighter planes. There's not even the sound of shooting or other training. Could it be that they are all practicing shooting indoors?" Shooting and other sports? I hate indoor training the most, and I can’t feel it at all! Moreover, the establishment of the eleventh team is weird, and it is uncertain when it will be disbanded and reorganized. Everyone knows that the eleventh team has so few people. What tasks can be performed? Is it mining besides mining?"

Among these people, quite a few felt that they were inferior to being assigned here, and they didn't directly refuse before. They only told the person in charge to come here to have a look before making a decision. But now they suddenly feel that there is no need to continue watching. Is this kind of team necessary?

In fact, each team originally assigned more than 70 people, but the 20 or so people who were assigned to the 11th team refused on the spot, and more than half of the remaining 50 or so people did not respond directly, leaving room for it.

Some people say that the 11th team is very good. If we go there and the 11th team develops, we will be veterans, and it will be more honorable to return to the home team. Such qualifications are medals.

There is indeed such an unspoken rule among the hunters. People like Songba Leruo and Bart, who were born as squadron captains and worked hard, will naturally have greater influence after being promoted to the main team. This is seniority.

While everyone was discussing, one of the inconspicuous people had already walked towards the base of the eleventh team.

"Hey, mao, wait for us!" A young man with hair blown up like a hedgehog called out to his companions, and followed them with strides. After them, he followed a few more people. It seemed that their relationship was pretty good. .

"Mogas, Phoebe, are you really going? It will be difficult to apply to leave the team after you go." Someone persuaded.

"Hey, where are you not a mess? It's easier if you don't have a task. Do whatever you want." Morgas tugged at his prickly hair, straightened the curly one, and answered the man behind him as he walked. .

"Is there room for a hunter to grow if he doesn't have a mission? Morgas, we won't talk about that person, but if you go and no one will accompany you crazy, won't you be bored?"

Morgas sighed, "I can't help it, let's get rid of the evil and return to the right."

"...Don't use this kind of nonsense as an excuse. Forget it, if you want to go, go, and don't regret that we didn't persuade you."

The person who persuaded him turned around and walked into the speeding car again. After he entered, another group of people followed one after another. Nearly 20 people remained in place. These people are still hesitating.

"Hey, can you go away, or we will fly first!"

"Why do you stay here? Look at the number of people in the eleventh team, and think about the overall situation in the hunter world. How long can this kind of team exist? Isn't this purely for frustration?"

The people in the car didn't know whether they were talking to themselves or to persuade those hesitant people. Anyway, the more they said, the more confident they became. After all, everything has not been settled. As mentioned above, they have the right to choose. Since they don't like this team, It is impossible to continue to stay. It is better to find a stronger and more promising squadron, which is more reliable.

Some people who were still hesitating thought about it, and boarded the speeding car one after another, while the rest of the people saw that everyone was leaving, and they also got on the speeding car without any idea in mind.

"Hey, Panda Eye, are you going to come up, or we will take off!" The people in the car yelled at the last person who was still standing there.

The person in the car yelled and saw that the other party didn't respond, he continued to yell a few more times, and finally threw a stone over the person's head with a thud.

It took a few seconds for the person standing there with his head down to raise his head belatedly. This is a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. The most striking thing is that the boy's eyes are surrounded by thick dark circles, worthy of the name. Panda eyes.

After the boy raised his head, he scratched the back of his head, looked at the person in Cheshan in a daze, and replied slowly: "...huh?"

"Oh shit, we're back at the headquarters, are you going back? If we don't, we'll leave right away!"

"Didn't you say you're going to the eleventh team?" The boy looked around and found Morgas and the others who had gone far away, then jumped up, spread his feet and chased there, yelling while running, "Wait for me, I don't know the way!".

"Cao!" The person next to the car door cursed and closed the door.

The flying car that had just arrived not long ago took off again and returned by the same route.

On the other side, Morgas, who was walking towards the base of the eleventh team, kept talking.

"Phoebe, why did you decide to come to Team Eleven?" Morgas asked.

"Throwing the dice yesterday, the sum of the two dice is exactly eleven." Phoebe raised her plump breasts, brushed her long curly hair behind her ears, and said, "I trust my intuition!"

Morgas was used to this kind of Furby, and he looked away from Phoebe's pair of tall towers, and looked at the base in front, "Your intuition is always determined by two dice."

"Kong Lujia, what about you?" Morgas turned his head and asked the person on the other side.

The young girl named Kong Lujia has a pretty and soft face, but when you look at her carefully, you will find that she is not as weak as she looks. Her eyes remind people of an owl, a catcher in the dark.

"You can go wherever you are assigned, it's different for each team." Kong Lujia felt that Morgas' question was boring.

The home team's decision was made very quickly, and they didn't have time to investigate carefully. In addition, the people in the home team had always known little about the squadron, so they really didn't know much about the eleventh team. I only know that this is a newly established team, and the number of members is extremely small, and the members are relatively young. So far, I have not heard of any major achievements. I haven't seen the shadow of the eleventh team on the list of achievements in the regiment.

Morgas was talking to Phoebe and Kong Lujia about the recent gossip about a certain senior of the home team, when he suddenly found that Mao who was walking in the front stopped and followed Mao's gaze. On the gate of the eleventh team, sitting a people,

This person was not here when they looked at the gate of the eleventh team's base before. When did he appear, just now? !

There was no sound of breathing, and the whole person sat there like a statue that suddenly appeared, without the slightest bit of life, but it was impossible for those who saw it to ignore it.

Who is this man? The eleventh team actually has such a character? !

The five of them were quite puzzled.

Xiying unfolded the paper book in his hand, ignored them, and quietly looked at the book in his hand, it really looked like a statue, and the five people below did not make a sound.

Kaka——

The gate of the base opened, breaking the eerie silence.

Mojiasi and the five saw an uncle holding a wine bottle leaning halfway through the half-open door, looking at the five people, then looking behind the five people, took a sip of wine, and then lightly Sighed.

"It's just you five little fellows." Xiu Sage drank two more gulps into his mouth, then turned to look at Xiying: "Our eleventh team is really not welcome."

The Mojias five felt very strange, because this uncle, who smelled of alcohol, had such a bright smile on his face when he said this sentence that should have been regrettable and sad! rq

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