Then, Hanson James from the corrupt country.

This guy has curly hair and a tall nose. He doesn't look like a fighter, but rather a handsome young man or a film and television star.

Immediately afterwards, it was from France, Mullen Arnold, who was slightly shorter but stronger than James.

After a moment of pause, Takaya's eyes finally landed on the man on the far right.

"TPC North American Base, Special Forces Jody Carter."

He did not hide his interest, staring at Takaya, as if he wanted to remember him firmly.

Takaya didn't care, but just glanced lightly, then immediately withdrew his gaze and looked back at the information in his hand again.

He had no special likes and dislikes about the people in front of him. Even if he had been robbed by Magnesium Ligand, he almost died.

But there are no likes and dislikes in the adult world, only interests, and there is no need to impose this anger on the guy in front of him.

In the future, these people will be under their command.

After throwing the information on the table, Takaya changed to a casual sitting position and shrugged:

"I just need a captain when I act as your mission commander."

Seeing that the seven people were attracted by his words, Takashi also knocked on the table and said expressionlessly:

"You all come from all over the world, from different countries, and even across the northern and southern hemispheres. Everyone claims to be the elite among the elite."

"I think that when I first arrived, no one would convince anyone. If I were the designated captain, no one would be convinced."

Perhaps he had already heard what he said, the seven of them were eager to try, looking at each other from the corner of their eyes.

Carter twisted his wrist without hesitation, and his provocative gaze swept across Alexander and Yoshihiko.

Takaya took it all the time and said lightly: "So, I'll give you a chance to decide who will take the position of this captain."

"Sir, can you use any method?" James tilted his head and thought for a while, and asked on his own initiative.

"Speak as a combat power, just like that. As for fighting, shooting or other things, you can agree on it yourself."

Tshe stared at him without hesitation and said slowly: "But don't form cliques in this team, otherwise I will kill you on my own initiative."

"Believe that with my importance, since you have killed one of you by mistake, your country will not do anything to me, right?"

James' expression stopped and smiled helplessly. He owed his body as a gentleman, and did not dare to say a word.

Tshe waved his hand, and then he was so angry that he asked them to discuss it first.

Fuguo has always been called a messenger on the European continent, and Tsai can also understand why they were called such a name.

The emergence of this team and the source of personnel are obviously the result of mutual compromise.

The five major countries each have one seat, and the TPC Far East Base Police Department has two seats. This is very normal.

After all, to take a step back, the Far East Base is the home court, and the five major branches are away games, so they have to give Tetsuji Yoshioka anyway.

For Tetsuji Yoshioka himself, with the lessons of GUYS captain Jue Masahiro, he certainly did not want to see the newly established team breaking out of his control.

Therefore, he occupied two seats with a tough stake, and he hoped to take control of the Ghosts, and at least he had the right to speak in it.

The world of adults is so naked, and all considerations made must be based on their own interests.

However, the members are from mixed origins, have different languages, and even have vague internal conflicts, but they will not affect the combat effectiveness of this combat unit at all.

If you make a comparison, anyone in Ghosts can solve everyone in GUYS by picking it up alone.

GUYS staff are varied, with excellent drivers, shooters, computer experts, researchers... and an Ultraman.

The former is very simple, all of which are extremely elite combatants.
Chapter completed!