"Wait a minute." Ray didn't force it, and after understanding Bob's attitude, he didn't say much.

He came to the man and asked him

"Will you come with me?" The man cautiously raised his head, glanced at Ray, and did not speak.

"You come with me, I promise you'll be fed and warm, but you might die." Ray said

"There are a lot of people out there, they don't look disgusted at you, they treat you like family, they treat you like a friend, they treat you like a brother."

"When you die, your name will be remembered, your deeds will be celebrated, and future generations will be told of your contributions. Maybe you can't understand it now, but you must know that if you go with me, even if you die, you are dying for a great cause, a noble ideal. Your death is valuable, it is worth remembering, and your death will no longer be obscure. ”

"Would you like to?" The man's whole body was trembling, and he looked like he was swinging. Eventually, he looked up, nodded vigorously, and replied in a hoarse, dry voice

“yse，sir。” Ray laughed happily as he stepped forward and grabbed the man and slapped him the back

"Good brother!" The man was a little scared, and instinctively pushed Ray - he was afraid that he would stain Ray's clothes, and such a set of slim and decent clothes would cost at least a hundred dollars, right?

He couldn't afford a hundred dollars. Bob frowned and glanced at the two hugging each other. He glanced at Ray meaningfully, but said nothing.

Ray's affair Brooklyn didn't say to Bob, but he didn't deliberately hide it either.

"Let's go." Ray led the man over. The three of them walked out of the camp, Ray and the man in a car, driving in front, and Bob himself in a car, following behind, heading for the next destination.

Passing by a barbershop, Ray stopped the car, led the man in, gestured to the barber, and pressed the man to a chair.

After calming the man, Ray sat on the sofa and leisurely flipped through the magazine. Bob got out of the car and walked into the barbershop, talking on the phone.

When the man shaved off his messy beard, cut off his excess hair, and exposed his facial features, Bob realized that the man actually looked very energetic.

Judging by his bare upper arms, the physical fitness should be very good - living in such a camp and still maintaining muscles stronger than him, I have to say, Bob is a little envious...... After the haircut, Lei took out another set of clothes for the man, and then came out after the change, the man's waist was no longer stiff, his head was held high, and a heroic spirit naturally flourished.

Bob shook his head and opened the door

"Let's go, it's better to get it done today." He doesn't regret rejecting this guy who looks good after his makeover.

The spirit of the other person when they met spoke for itself. Maybe Ray has time to cultivate slowly, they don't, what they need is a finished product!

Ray drove the man and led Bob to walk around one by one according to the address on the list. Either you have a problem with alcoholism or you have PTSD...... In short, for various reasons, they watched more than a dozen in a row, but none of them were suitable.

It's Ray, whether it's an alcoholic or PTSD, as long as he has no criminal record and doesn't have a D product, he will be dragged away.

When he returned from emptying the car for the fourth time, Bob looked at Ray with a clear wrong look. He leaned over and whispered

"Ray, what are you doing in the human business? That's not good for Brooklyn's reputation. Ray was so annoyed by Bob's guess that he shook his head.

"That's an organ transplant?" Bob suddenly realized. Ray shook his head again. Bob smacked his lips and reminded thoughtfully

"Anyway, Ray, you have to know that you and Brooklyn are one, you are inseparable at all, and whatever you do, people will default to Brooklyn doing it." With that, the red light turned green, and Bob released the brakes and drove out.

As the sun sets, Ray and Bob arrive at the last campsite on the list, where they find the list of people licking toads in a pile of cardboard shells.

Looking at the other party's intoxicated and fluttering appearance, Lei shook his head silently. On the way back, Lei said with emotion

"He was the best precision shooter I've ever seen."

"But now he doesn't even think he can hold his gun." Bob shook his head, also with some emotion. From the perspective of an ordinary Federation citizen, he does not want to discuss the rights and wrongs and goals of the war, and these soldiers who are willing to fight for the Federation are worthy of respect.

But this afternoon, what he saw and heard still shocked him who had been prepared for a long time. Bob knew that the Federation had a veterans placement problem, and Cedric Eucalyptus was the best example, but he didn't expect that these soldiers who had shed their blood for the Union would now live like this.

Both walked in silence until they returned to the car, when Ray pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it.

"Time is in a hurry, and I only selected three." Ray handed the paper to Bob and let Bob decide. According to his previous plan, Ray singled out more than two dozen homeless veterans, who either lived in a homeless camp or were in debt, and were perfect candidates for mercy.

But now that these twenty or so have been seen, they all have some problems more or less, and they can't be used immediately.

Fortunately, Ray prepared a second list. There are only three names on the list, along with their corresponding addresses.

This time the address was not like before, neither of them had heard of it, and they had to rely entirely on navigation to find it.

At least they can get a rough idea of where it is this time. As you can tell from the addresses, all three names have homes — their homes, at least not a pile of cardboard shells or a tent.

A person who has nothing may be willing to sacrifice his life for a burger, but it is clear that there is no way to buy a white-collar worker with a burger.

This will raise the cost of buying hearts and minds in Brooklyn.

"Let's go check it out." Bob finally decided. They had to choose bodyguards from Brooklyn, and safety came first.

Ray nodded, heading towards the first address. It was an apartment building, and when they took the elevator to the corresponding floor, they immediately smelled a strong aroma that caused their stomachs to growl.

When they stood at the door of the corresponding house number, they could still hear the laughter of the little girl and the sound of the woman shouting to eat through the door.

Then there is the happy response of the man. The two glanced at each other, didn't even knock on the door, and silently retreated. has a wife and children, a house and a car, and a happy family, but the money earned is a little small.

Coming to the outside of the apartment building, Ray took the initiative to explain

"Alecson is one of the few people who is sure he is not in a gang and is not drinking or using D-drugs." Bob didn't say much, and given Ray's relationship with Brooklyn, he was sure that Ray wouldn't make a choice casually.

In fact, it is not easy for Ray to come up with a list of these candidates. The relationship between the New York Veterans Club and the Bureau of Veterans Affairs is very poor, thanks to the 'outstanding contributions' of former chairman Cedric, Cedric's bad relationship with the military and the Department of Veterans Affairs has led to the New York Veterans Club also having a bad relationship with them, and the entire New York Veterans Club is faintly ostracized by the joint military and the Department of Veterans Affairs.

As a result, the New York Veterans Club simply doesn't get much decent support and needs to be self-reliant most of the time.

To some extent, this situation naturally shields the influence of the military and the government in the selection of candidates for Brooklyn, but also makes it more difficult to choose.

Without government support, the club is actually struggling, thanks to Cedric's personal ability.

As a result, Cedric committed suicide, which, combined with the recent events in New York, has made life even harder for club members.

There are quite a few clubs like Cedric and Alexson who have families, houses, and cars, but there are very few people like theirs who have clean foundations.

Ray and Bob have fallen into a strange circle in the selection of bodyguards in Brooklyn, not only to have a clean foundation, but also to recruit them immediately, but also to be desperate, to be skilled, it is best to have SEAL or no less than SEAL special force service experience, preferably have real mission experience, can stand the test of actual combat, such a candidate is actually very difficult to find.

The vast majority of members were screened out on the basis of actual combat experience and SEAL or similar service experience in special forces.

After thinking about it, Bob stopped Ray, who was about to go to his next house, called Alexon, and called someone out to talk.

As expected, when Bob talked about the need for close protection, Alexon was already embarrassed, and when Bob confessed to other requests, Alexson just shook his head.

"I'm sorry, but I still want to watch my daughter grow up and attend her graduation and wedding, and I don't want to live a dangerous life anymore. I'm sorry. Bob nodded understandingly to Ray and ended the conversation.

Saying goodbye to Alexson, the two rushed to the second house. At the gate of the community, the two witnessed the scene where the second candidate was caught red-handed by DEA, and silently retreated.

On their way to the third home, they received a call from Brooklyn. Brooklyn got off work late today, and he wasted a lot of time because of the problems with the filing of a file he had reviewed last week.

After asking about the progress, Brooklyn asked for the address of the last one and made an appointment to exchange money in the community. An hour and a half later, it was completely dark.

Three cars were parked on the side of the road, and the three got out of the car and converged. Coincidentally, the third one is also in Brooklyn, and the address is not far from the neighborhood where Brooklyn and Ray are located, only about three kilometers away.

Brooklyn didn't ask the previous candidate why he wasn't a good fit, but asked about the last one as he went.

Ray thought for a moment and said

"His name is Eric, he's an orphan, and as far as I know, we've had at least seven missions together." Brooklyn looked at Ray and then at Bob, gesturing and joking

"Is that what can be said?"

"I didn't tell you the specifics of the mission." Ray rolled his eyes, expressing his displeasure at Brooklyn's interruption.

"Sorry, you continue, continue." Brooklyn apologized insincerely. Ray ignored Brooklyn's joke and continued

"Eric is trained to do a number of VIP missions. Participated in ...... Well, sorry, it's not convenient to reveal this aspect of the content, I can only say that he is different from most seals, he is very good at the task of protecting the target. After a pause, Thunder muttered to himself as if unintentionally

"Eric used to be close to Madam Secretary of State."

"Such a person, even if he retires, will be a candidate for major security companies, right?" Brooklyn and Bob looked at each other, confused.

Ray didn't say much, but from what he meant, Eric was trained to protect key officers, and he had a lot of experience in actual combat, even protecting the Secretary of State.

With such a beautiful resume, it will never be their turn to pick up the leaks.

"He broke the rules." Ray said

"Eric had a relationship with the target's daughter during his mission. Although during the post-mortem investigation, Eric said that he was drugged by the girl and was unconscious when he had sex, you know, this kind of talk can't fool any man. "Drunken sex or something, it's actually ridiculously false.

The physiology of a man dictates that if he doesn't want to, it can only be a man who forces him to have a relationship.

"So he was retired?" Bob asked. Ray shook his head

"No, Mark Millaine resisted the pressure for him and kept him."

"Mark Milai?" Brooklyn frowned.

"Yes, Mark Millay is our boss and is often involved in the command. He admires Eric, and it is rumored that he has recruited Eric several times, but Eric has turned him down. ”

"Later, during a mission, a mine exploded near him, and the accident took away not only his mission target, but also one of his eyes and the skin on his face."

"His face was burned, his missing eye was missing, and his mission failed, and Eric almost went to court-martialed and was convicted of espionage."

"It was his teammates who found someone to help get Eric out." After listening to Ray's introduction, Brooklyn had a general impression of Eric, who was about to meet.

Flower heart, can't control the lower body, strong professionalism, ugly face, lack of an eye. Well, maybe because the scars on his face helped him control the lower half of his body......

"He was adopted and raised by a J girl." Coming to the door of the apartment, Ray suddenly added. Seeing Brooklyn and Bob looking over, Ray whispered

"Eric was adopted and raised by a J-girl, and after this news was leaked, his comrades-in-arms looked down on him very much, often calling him 'raised by a female cousin' or yelling at him 'I'm going to patronize your mother's business'...... In short, it is difficult to speak, and Eric is one of those people who is often bullied. ”

"Didn't you say that he had a hard military quality?" Bob asked. Ray shrugged

"Bullies in the military are often a squad or even a company of people bullying one person together. Eric is very good at fighting, but everyone is seal, he can at most hit two, three, five, or even a dozen of them, and he can only be beaten. ”

"Also, I've checked Eric's information, and Mark Milai has given up on him, and they haven't been in touch since he was court-martialed."

"The comrade who interceded for him......" Bob asked.

"Died on a mission."

"All his comrades who interceded for him died 'reasonably' in the line of duty." Ray said

"I also found out that Eric has maintained a high level of self-discipline since he left the army, and he used to have a close relationship with Cedric, the president of the Veterans Club." Ray didn't go on, but everyone knew what he wasn't going to say.

He suspects that Eric is secretly investigating the death of his comrades and the failure of his mission. With so many people chosen, Eric was the one Ray really picked out for Brooklyn!