"There is a small base of our country nearby where you can stay temporarily. A patrol boat will take you there in a little while. Good luck."
The helicopter circled the cargo ship twice before roaring away.
After waiting for more than three hours, the pick-up ship finally arrived.
The base isn't too far away. The armed personnel had to report back, go through layers of requests and approvals, and it was already very fast for them to be picked up in 3 hours.
During this time, Guo Qi led his group to clean the cargo ship and treat the wounded. They were busy and didn't realize that a long time had passed.
The base is not large, built on a relatively large island, and this is the first time since its establishment that it has received a large cargo ship of hundreds of thousands of tons.
The entire base was in an uproar when it was announced that a large cargo ship had arrived.
The officer who came to pick up the ship was a major, and he was very kind and approachable.
"Hello everyone, welcome home."
The major's surname was Yan. Before he even arrived, he had already extended his hand.
Guo Qi took a few quick steps, grasped Major Yan's hand, and shook it vigorously:
"Hello, comrade."
Guo Qi was overwhelmed with emotion, and tears welled up in his eyes.
After years of wandering, only they themselves knew the hardships they had endured. Seeing Major Yan was almost like seeing a blood relative.
Major Yan understood Guo Qi's excitement at returning home and said with a smile:
"Hello, may I ask your surname? Who is the leader of this group?"
“My surname is Guo, Guo Qi, and I am the leader.”
Major Yan said:
"Here's the thing, this is a military base. We need to conduct a preliminary check on your identities before you can enter."
In fact, whether it is a military base or not, there is a similar screening process to prevent criminals from infiltrating.
"Of course, of course, we will cooperate fully."
Because the cargo ship had a large number of people, the base specially assigned over a hundred people to register everyone, along with a company of soldiers, who were on high alert.
Before registering, Major Yan looked serious:
"Gentlemen, I hope you will answer truthfully. If any falsification is found, you will be deported or executed."
Japanese, North Koreans, South Koreans, and Malaysians all look quite similar to Chinese people.
Recently, people from other countries have been impersonating Chinese citizens and landing on the island, causing considerable trouble for the base.
Therefore, the censorship has become increasingly stringent.
Guo Qiyang said:
"Did you hear that? Say what you mean and stop making up lies. If you lie and people find out, no one can help you."
When it came time to actually register, I found that the base had done a very meticulous job.
People are divided into 7 major regions, such as North China, Northeast China, Northwest China, East China, Central and Southern China, South China, and Southwest China.
Whoever is from which district should register in that district.
Common fields such as name, age, and place of origin are naturally required.
In addition, the registrar will ask questions about local characteristics, geography, customs, and traditions, as if having a casual chat.
Some questions may seem random, but they are actually full of traps.
After some questioning, they actually found out that a few people were not Chinese.
One monkey countryman, two South Koreans, and three Malaysians.
The monkey and the South Korean worked in China for a few years and speak fluent Mandarin. The Malaysian is of Chinese descent.
Guo Qi, Yang Chengang, and He Xiaozhi broke out in a cold sweat. Those people had been mingling in the village for a long time, and they hadn't been able to tell them apart, which showed how well they were hiding.
Several people cried out that they were wronged:
"Sir, we've been behaving ourselves and haven't done anything wrong. Please don't send us away."
"Yes, sir, we've been doing nothing wrong, we've even been helping in the fight. Boss Guo, Boss Guo, please put in a good word for us."
"We just want to live, we mean no harm, please, don't kick us out."
"..."
Without the protection of the main force, it would be difficult to survive by fighting alone, and the group was truly desperate.
Those who usually got along well with them showed reluctance in their eyes, but none of them said anything to plead for them.
You can know a person's face but not their heart; if something goes wrong, no one can bear the responsibility.
Major Yan said:
“The current situation is special, and our country does not accept foreigners. If you want to stay, there is only one way. There is an island not far from here, which is larger than our island, and many foreigners live there. We can send you there.”
Major Yan was being polite, but in reality, you had no choice but to go, whether you wanted to or not.
The words 'land of exile' immediately flashed through their minds.
A mixed bag of people means fraught with danger; it's nowhere near as safe as following the gentle, kind, respectful, frugal, and modest Chinese.
"No, no, no, I won't go, I don't want to go there, I'd rather die here."
"I'm not going either. I didn't do anything wrong. Why do we have to go there? I'm not going. I'm not going."
"..."
The group started arguing loudly.
Major Yan was too lazy to reason with them. With a wave of his hand, a platoon of soldiers came up and dragged the men away.
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