The turbulent crowd calmed down slightly, and the nervous emotions just now were soothed.
Zhang Jian's headset came with a notification from the command team. The six security checkpoints had been set up and the security team could start releasing people.
However, in addition to releasing people, the vigilance team also has the responsibility of preliminary review.
Because there are too many people, you cannot let everyone go. Once everyone is let go, order will inevitably collapse. Once it collapses, everything will become uncontrollable.
Soldiers know best how to control order at such times.
We also understand that discipline and order are the last 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 are let in are our people. Be careful, don't let people in randomly to increase security checkpoints. We are under great pressure and our time is very tight. Our superiors require us to complete the evacuation within one hour. We must complete the task without any compromise!"
"Group 1 understands."
"Group 2 understands!"
"Group 3 understands!"
"Group 4 understands!"
Groups 1 and 2 talked with the DSG staff. The staff picked up a loudspeaker and started shouting in Chinese: "All Chinese compatriots and overseas Chinese, please pay attention. We will start to open the entrance into the warning area. Please be sure not to You are panicking and queuing up to enter one by one. Please rest assured that we will definitely take you home safely. Then keep your passports and take good care of the children. Don’t get lost. When you arrive at the security check point, please cooperate with the staff’s arrangements. After the security check is completed, we will There are comrades from the navy who will take you aboard, so please obey the rules!"
After saying that, he waved to Zhang Jian.
Zhang Jian turned around and pressed the dialogue button: "Attention, open the gate and let people go!"
The so-called gates are actually two temporary iron fences. When the left and right sides are closed, they are closed, and when they are dragged to both sides, they are opened.
When the entrance opened, the crowd didn't react much at first, because only Chinese people could understand Chinese, so the compatriots holding small red flags began to move closer to the entrance.
Each person has a passport and holds it in his hand. The special operations team will check it and put it in after making sure it is OK.
The movement is fast and the flow of people is smooth.
However, problems soon arose again.
"I'm Chinese! Let me in, I want to go home!"
A middle-aged man carrying a backpack and a suitcase was stopped by the special operations team. He remembered that his face turned red and he kept stating that he was Chinese.
"Where's the passport? Comrade."
Zhang Jian asked politely.
As soon as the middle-aged man mentioned his passport, his face suddenly grew longer, which was even more bitter than a bitter melon.
"It's gone... Comrade Navy, it's really gone... I escaped with my life. When I got up in the morning, I originally planned to go to DSG. I had my passport ready, but I didn't expect that I just went out and planned to go to some fellow villagers. I left, but I was caught in a crossfire within two blocks. I was so scared... I didn't care about so much, so I could only run away and crawl on the ground. I finally gave money to a passing driver and asked him to take me there. DSG, but people said that there was also a war on the road to DSG. I said that they would send me to Hodeidah Port and gave him all my money, and he agreed. Look, when I came here, I found out that... my passport was lost. ...My passport...I am really Chinese..."
Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Zhang Jian felt a little embarrassed.
Judging from the accent, he is really one of 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 our own who can sing the national anthem."
Zhang Jian thought about it and felt that it was right.
Fang Chengbo added: "Look at his accent, he is from the XX area, that's right! Even if his nationality is not ours, at least it used to be. Also, there is a facial recognition system at the security checkpoint behind. You can tell the difference even if you don't have a passport."
Zhang Jian thought about it and realized that this was right.
In addition to passport inspection and customs clearance, there is also a facial recognition system, which cannot be deceived.
"Okay, sing the national anthem. If you can sing it, just come over!"
After Zhang Jian said it, the middle-aged man immediately started singing happily——
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
The most dangerous time,
Everyone is forced
Let out one last roar!
stand up!
stand up!
stand up!
We are united,
Braving enemy fire,
go ahead! go ahead! go ahead! Enter!
As soon as he sang, the overseas Chinese behind him also sang along.
At first I was humming along, but then it suddenly turned into a chorus.
Zhang Jian was dumbfounded when he saw all this.
He did not expect that when the national anthem was sung here, it would be an extremely shocking feeling. Even a steel warrior would feel tears welling up in his eyes when he heard it.
"Pass!"
Zhang Jian waved towards 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 Hodeidah Port.
Li was on the driving floor in the distance. He took his eyes away from the scope for a moment, rubbed his sleeves, and immediately put them back again.
Hou Jun on the side is still the same, his eyes never leave his reconnaissance instrument, and his mouth still has the tone of a veteran, "Are you crying?"
Li Zheng said: "That's nonsense, the sea breeze is strong."
Hou Jun thought for a while and finally said nothing. He just said "hmm" and nodded.
Singing the national anthem can temporarily pass the test.
This was soon 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 hesitant, and the Chinese sounded understandable, but it was not a serious accent from anywhere in China, nor was it the most standard Mandarin. It sounded a bit tongue-curling.
"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'm traveling...traveling...you know?"
Fang Chengbo on the side said: "Captain, you are not one of our people. Why are you talking so much? You can tell it as soon as you hear it."
"No!"
When the young man heard this, he panicked and reached out to grab his own curled hair.
"Black hair."
He pointed to his eyes again.
"Black, eyes..."
Then he pointed at his face.
"Yellow skin!"
Finally, he smiled and said: "One of our own!"
Fang Chengbo was too embarrassed to expose him, saying that you should sing the national anthem...
Jiraimaki was stunned for a moment, then 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, stop blocking the road, you are not from China!"
Jiraibaki walked aside dejectedly and took out his cell phone. He looked very anxious and cursed "Asiba" while on the phone...
The dock was extremely busy at this time, and the sniper team and machine gun security team on the ship seemed to have high priority. In addition to monitoring the safety of the entire dock and being vigilant, they did not seem to be as busy as the other teams led by Zhang Jian.
Fatty Wei stood in front of the machine gun, grabbing the handle with his hand and staring ahead for a long time. The more he looked, the more bored he became.
He was extremely envious of his other comrades who were able to get off the ship to perform security missions. When they arrived, he couldn't help but said to Qiang Yong on the side: "Do you think Zhang Platoon has a problem with me?! As long as good things don't come true, My share!”
Qiang Yong said: "Put it down! I've been thinking blindly all day long. It's the safest place to have you here. Why do I feel like I'm taking care of you..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a strange sound breaking through the air.
Such a familiar voice!
I often heard this sound before.
Especially when reporting targets in the target trench, you can often hear that whooshing sound when the warhead flies overhead.
Almost instantly, Fatty Wei shrank slightly behind the machine gun's front protective plate, subconsciously making a self-protective gesture.
Qiang Yong on the side also instantly lowered his waist and crouched under the baffle on the side of the ship.
When——
Something passed by the two of them and hit the steel plate of the ship's hull.
"It's a bullet!"
Fatty Wei broke into a cold sweat.
Immediately turn the gun and start looking for your target.
Good morning!
Asking for a monthly ticket!
