Ballistic Silence of Special Years

The turbulent crowd calmed down a little, and the nervous emotions just now were calmed down.

A report from the command team came from Zhang Jian's headset. The six security checkpoints have been set up, and the security team can start releasing people.

However, in addition to releasing people, the security team also has a duty of preliminary review.

Because there are too many people, you can't let everyone go. Once you let go, the order is bound to collapse. Once it collapses, everything will become uncontrollable.

Soldiers know best how to control order at such times.

I also understand that discipline and order are the last bottom line to protect life in times of crisis.

"Attention, teams 1 and 2, make a gap in your position to allow people to enter, teams 3 and 4 are responsible for temporary screening, to see if the people who come in are our people, be careful, don't put them in random to increase security checkpoints Our time is very tight, the superior asked us to complete the evacuation work within one hour, we must complete the task without any discount!"

"Group 1 understands."

"Group 2 understand!"

"Group 3 understand!"

"Group 4 understand!"

Groups 1 and 2 chatted with the DSG staff, and the staff picked up the loudspeaker and started shouting in Chinese: "All Chinese compatriots and expatriates, please pay attention, we will start to open the entrance to enter the warning area, please do not Panicked, line up and enter one by one, please rest assured, we will definitely take you home safely, then take care of your passports, take care of the children, don’t get lost, please cooperate with the staff’s arrangements when you arrive at the security checkpoint, after the security check is completed, we will Comrades from the navy will take you aboard, please observe discipline!"

After speaking, he waved to Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian turned his head and pressed the dialogue button: "Attention, open the gate and let people go!"

The so-called gates are actually two temporary iron fences, one left and one right closed to close, and dragged to both sides to open.

When the entrance opened, the crowd didn't react too much at first, because only Chinese people could understand Chinese, so those compatriots holding small red flags began to move closer to the entrance.

Everyone held a passport and held it in their hands. The special operators checked it and put it in after making sure there was no problem.

The action is fast and the flow of people is smooth.

However, problems soon arose.

"I'm from Huaxia! Let me in, I want to go home!"

A middle-aged man with a rucksack and a suitcase was stopped by the special operations team. He remembered blushing and kept declaring that he was from China.

"Where's the passport? Comrade."

Zhang Jian asked politely.

As soon as the middle-aged man mentioned his passport, his face immediately grew. It was bitterer than bitter melon.

"It's gone... Comrade Navy, it's really gone... I escaped for my life. When I woke up in the morning, I originally planned to go to DSG. My passport was ready. I didn't expect that I just went out and planned to find some fellow villagers. I walked, but I encountered a firefight within two blocks. I was so scared... I still had to worry about so much, so I could only run away and run away. Finally, I paid a passing driver to take me there. DSG, but people said that the road to DSG was also fighting. I said that they would send me to Hudaydah port and give him all my money, so he agreed. Look, I found out when I came here... that my passport was lost ...My passport...I am really a Chinese..."

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Zhang Jian was a little embarrassed.

Judging by the accent, he is really his own.

but no passport...

Suddenly, Fang Chengbo next to him said: "Captain, if you ask him to sing the national anthem, he must be one of us who can sing the national anthem."

Zhang Jian thought about it and thought it was right.

Fang Chengbo added: "You can hear his accent, he is from the XX area, that's right! Even if it's not our nationality, at least it used to be. Also, there is a facial recognition system at the security checkpoint at the back, and you can tell it apart even if you don't have a passport."

Zhang Jian thought about it for a second, and that was right.

In addition to passport inspection and customs clearance, there is also a facial recognition system, which cannot be fooled.

"Okay, sing the national anthem, you can sing, just go!"

Zhang Jian's voice was done, and the middle-aged man happily sang immediately——

stand up!

People who don't want to be slaves!

take our flesh and blood,
Build our new Great Wall!

The Chinese nation has arrived
at the most dangerous time,
everyone is forced
Make a final roar!

stand up!

stand up!

stand up!

我们 万众一心 ，
Under enemy fire,
go ahead!go ahead!go ahead!Enter!

As soon as he sang, the overseas Chinese behind him also sang.

At first it was still humming along, but then suddenly it became a chorus.

Seeing all this, Zhang Jian was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that when the national anthem was sung here, it would be an extremely shocking feeling. Even a steel warrior would feel tears rolling in his eyes when he heard it.

"Pass!"

Zhang Jian waved at the middle-aged man.

The man wiped the corners of his eyes, smiled, walked like flying with his luggage, and rushed to the security checkpoint.

The singing became louder and louder, and the majestic and unyielding melody of the March of the Volunteers echoed over the Hudaydah Port.

Li Zheng was on the driver's building in the distance. He slightly moved his eyes away from the sight glass, rubbed his sleeves, and immediately put them back.

Hou Jun on the side was still the same, keeping his eyes on his reconnaissance instrument, and his mouth still had the tone of a veteran, saying you are crying?

Li Zheng said: "Nonsense, the sea breeze is strong."

Hou Jun thought for a while, but didn't say anything in the end, just said "um" and nodded.

Singing the national anthem can temporarily pass the test.

This was quickly known to everyone present.

Soon, a young man was stopped.

"Comrade, where is your passport?"

"Uh...uh...that...I...dropped..."

The other party's tone was faltering, and the Chinese sounds understandable, but it is not a serious Chinese accent anywhere in China, nor is it the most standard Mandarin, which seems to be a bit tongue-rolling.

"Lost?"

"Yes, it fell..."

The other party nodded repeatedly.

"Do you know anyone here? As long as he has a passport to guarantee you."

"No...no...I...I travel by myself...travel...you know?"

Fang Chengbo on the side said: "Captain, you're not one of us, why are you talking so much, you can hear it as soon as you hear it."

"No!"

When the young man heard this, he panicked and reached out to grab his curly hair.

"Black hair."

He pointed to his eyes again.

"Black, eyeballs..."

He pointed to his face again.

"Yellow skin!"

Finally, he smiled and said, "My own people!"

Fang Chengbo was too embarrassed to expose him, saying that you should sing the national anthem...

The auto-roll was taken aback for a moment, then he gritted his teeth and really started singing...

"Get up... slaves... people... people..."

He scratched his head.

"Take our flesh and blood..."

The guy sang intermittently, and finally Fang Chengbo got impatient and pushed him aside.

"Okay, don't get in the way, you are not from China!"

The autobiographical paper walked to the side dejectedly, took out the mobile phone, and looked very anxious, cursing "Axiba" while calling...

The pier was extremely busy at the moment, and the sniper team and the machine gun security team on the ship seemed to be giving priority to it. Apart from monitoring the safety of the entire pier and doing a good job of vigilance, it seemed that they were not as busy as the other teams led by Zhang Jian.

Fatty Wei stood in front of the machine gun, grabbed the handle, and stared at the front for a long time. The more he looked, the more bored he became.

He was very envious of other comrades who were able to disembark to perform security tasks. When he arrived, he couldn't help but said to Qiang Yong who was beside him: "Do you think Zhang Pai has any objections to me?! But all good things never happen My share!"

Qiang Yong said: "You can pull it down! I've been thinking about it all day, it's the safest to arrange you here, why do I feel that this is taking care of you..."

Before the words fell, a strange sound of breaking through the air was suddenly heard.

Such a familiar voice!
This kind of sound, I used to hear it often.

Especially when reporting the target in the target trench, when the warhead flies over the head, you can often hear that swishing sound.

Almost instantly, Fatty Wei shrank back slightly behind the front shield of the machine gun, subconsciously taking a posture of self-protection.

On the other hand, Qiang Yong also lowered his waist in an instant, squatting under the fender of the ship's side.

when--

Something brushed past the two of them and hit the steel plate of the ship's hull.

"It's a bullet!"

Fatty Wei broke out in a cold sweat.

Immediately turn the gun and start looking for the target to attack yourself.

Good morning!

Ask for a monthly pass!