Demon Lord 3

Wen Qihua called out two more soldiers and helped the girl in. They thought they would take good care of her, but Wen Qihua was very angry. He pushed the girl down on the chair and said, "This matter is very serious. You have to give me a good explanation. If you can't explain it clearly, you might have been an enemy spy." The female soldier was so scared that she said she was not, but it was difficult to explain. Wen Qihua glared at her and said, "I advise you to tell the truth. I don't want to lie. I was not forced to serve in the military, and I didn't go to any place for forced conscription. If you say that your family was forced to serve, I don't believe it. Every time I recruit soldiers, I will give money directly to the family, even if it was said before. I also pay the death pension in advance, which is equivalent to being able to receive the death pension if you follow me. Many soldiers go for this, you are not the same, are you? Is there no man in your family? They must have you. "The girl also shook her head desperately, saying that she was not in pain, she was just an ordinary person. It was too tempting to hear this. Seeing that her parents were sick and her younger brothers and sisters needed money to live, they had no time to take care of themselves. Whether it was a man or a woman, they just thought about conscription. Wen Qihua also looked at the female soldier viciously, obviously not believing these words. Wen Qihua also said: "You dare to lie, I have known these things for a long time. You just said that you were conscripted in casually, without thinking about gender, and you didn't even look carefully at the rules and regulations. "Sure, is it so easy for you to sneak in? In order to prevent this situation from happening to you, I just posted it there. Girls can come in and be medical workers or cooks. They don't have to charge into battle here or stand guard at night. These are all fine. I thought of this problem at the beginning. I just didn't want girls to suffer here. But you sneaked in regardless of gender. Aren't you lying?" The female soldier lowered her head and said, "Sir, I didn't want to do this either! Before I came here, I actually wanted to be a medical worker, but when I got there, people kept saying that I was unqualified. By the time I was qualified, the army was about to leave. In the end, they made it clear that I didn't give "I didn't want money. I also said that only those who paid could become medical workers. I was afraid that because I was pretty, I would be left behind. This position could not be bought, because in many places, no one had ever been to the front line. As long as you pay, you can stay in the back, and those who don't pay can only come to my house. I really can't afford it, so I resorted to this last resort. "After hearing this, Wen Qihua collapsed in the chair powerlessly. He didn't understand why all these things he had worked so hard to run were exploited by his subordinates and turned into middlemen to make a profit. He walked out the door in despair without enjoying any benefits. Because the girl had just fainted, he also told the girl that she didn't need to be on duty for the day and to recuperate in the room! He also told everyone that this girl wasn't a male soldier, but a female soldier. She wasn't supposed to be on guard duty, but rather a medical assistant. He looked around and saw there weren't any real medical staff in the clinic; it was all male soldiers helping out. Many of the wounded had contracted infections. He told the girl to do her job well and that he would take her to learn real medical knowledge when the opportunity arose. The female soldier nodded quickly, practically kneeling down to kowtow. Afterward, we left the room, and Wen Qihua slammed his fist against the wall. He didn't understand why the world was treating him this way. Not only were his men a bunch of slackers, but they were also treating them this way. He'd used to get excited when the war here was mentioned, saying he might have been born to fight, but now he felt even more unfamiliar with it. He wondered what this ongoing war was all about. He curiously asked me what I thought about this. I explained that his earlier comment about those slackers wasn't wrong, but he asked me to think carefully. When he lost his temper and demanded food, who had delivered it to him? Wasn't it those slackers he'd been talking about? How could those gluttons get their food without resorting to some trickery? If they didn't carefully select the food, how would the rest of the people be ranked?