The second one came next. Young Master Rong smiled at him and said, "Sold the crutches."
The other party was startled, thought for a moment and then said, "Kidnapped."
One by one, if they couldn't answer any of the questions, there were still a variety of questions waiting for them.
As long as they are Chinese, there is always one question they can answer.
The group of people who lip-synced were dissatisfied at first, but later they dared not say a word.
Young Master Rong walked up to them with a cold face, took out his pistol and shouted, "Everyone, put your heads down and squat, or don't blame me for having a blind gun."
Everyone was frightened and squatted down with their heads in their hands.
Damn it, I thought as long as I could sing the national anthem, it would be fine, but not only did they change the song, they also gave other test questions after the song.
Baga Baga, Chinese people are so cunning!
Several gangs of different skin colors were dissatisfied. Someone quietly took out a gun and wanted to kill the man who was squatting in the distance with his head in his hands. Misunderstandings between the two sides led to chaos.
So what if the warships come? They have only more than 100 soldiers, but there are more than 3,000 survivors in the Arctic.
If all the imposters were killed, it would inevitably arouse the anger of all the survivors in the Arctic, and more than 3,000 people would rush forward...
They were just about to start when there was a loud bang.
Countless people were frightened and looked into the distance, and were shocked to find that there were more than 20 gun muzzles sticking out of the warship.
A shell landed in the distance, blowing up a small Iceland.
Those who drift to the Arctic are either ordinary people or transformed into demons.
After all, they are not the military. Just because they have gained power, they think they are so powerful that they are not afraid of even the king of heaven.
But when I really saw it with my own eyes, I realized that in the face of the crushing absolute power, I was just an ant in front of an elephant.
The so-called 3,000 versus more than 100 soldiers...
Just two shells from the warship were enough to wipe out 3,000 people.
Deputy Captain Liao picked up the loudspeaker and said in a gentle and polite voice, "Fellow Chinese, please come out and line up as soon as possible."
The shells are non-renewable, I feel so sorry for him.
They thought that they could evacuate the Chinese peacefully and just tie a few fake detonators and explosives as a demonstration. After all, that's what they usually do when they encounter pirates. However, the water in the Arctic is too deep and various forces can't stand seeing others doing well, so they want to use their own strength to shake a big tree.
As soon as the shells were fired, the evil spirits made way.
Now no one dared to mess around anymore, and the counterfeiters even retreated quietly, allowing our compatriots who were squeezed to the back of the crowd to pass through smoothly.
"Comrade, I am from Qing Province."
"Comrade, I'm from Liao Province."
"Comrade, I am from Han Province."
The crowded crowd scattered like birds and beasts, the verification work was completed quickly, and all 296 survivors boarded the warship.
They lined up in the freezing cold and received fish cakes and steaming hot water distributed by the soldiers.
Deputy Captain Liao continued to broadcast through the loudspeaker for half an hour, and only returned to the warship after confirming that there were no stranded survivors.
The whistle sounded and the warship sailed away.
Young Master Rong faced the howling sea breeze and watched the North Pole gradually disappear.
I heard that the warship's plane broke down because the Chinese in the Arctic stepped in to coordinate and got the Russian bear to give away the fighter jet for free, so that the pilot had a chance to come back.
The coordinator was very mysterious and did not leave his name even when the pilot asked.
But from the voices they sounded like a young man and woman, and the Russian called the woman "Jiang".
The cold wind was as sharp as a knife, and Young Master Rong took a deep breath. Is she his sister?
His only sister!
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