After the military attache Dick sneezed, the man came to his senses, and slowly, he was lying in a large straw hut. The people around him looked like they had just taken a shower, wet, and all of them were strangely shaved and bald, wearing strange clothes, and they sat there one by one, bowing their heads and saying nothing, as if they were thinking about their own thoughts...... A large boy in a white robe is looking at himself with a smile.

"You're awake, Inspector Dick. How do you feel now? ”

The big boy's accent was entirely that of the Dutch Low Country.

"Where is this...... Who are you? ”

"This is the camp in Geranza City, and you have all been captured by the Han and Tang Clan...... I'm Rodman...... Doctor. ”

After saying that, the big boy seemed a little embarrassed, and he was very light on the word "doctor".

"Oh, we're all captives! They caught us all after I was unconscious?! My head hurts! What did you just do to me......"

Military attache Dick touched his head, only to see that he had a circle of gauze around his head.

"Sniff salt, we call it 'antler wine' there, but the purity of ammonia carbonate in sniff salt is much higher than that of antler wine, it can stimulate your respiratory organs and make you sober."

Military Attache Dick didn't notice that Dr. Rodman was using a strange sound to sniff the words salt and ammonia carbonate, and he thought it was some strange name.

Dr. Rodman said, "You can rest for two more days, and after a while, someone will bring it to you." I'll come back to see you tomorrow, I'm staying in this camp now. ”

With that, Dr. Rodman led his assistant away. Military attache Dick saw the assistant carrying a wooden box painted white with a red cross on it.

Are they still God's people?

There was something about this Dr. Rodman that he could not speak, which made him not look like a real Dutch lowlander, despite the standard of his countenance and accent.

How did we all end up captive?!

Military Attache Dick's head hurt even more.

Seeing Dr. Rodman gone, a couple of old fur seals came over as if they had just figured out what was on their minds...... They talked about everything that happened after he fell into a coma.

First of all, the death of the deputy commander makes people feel emotional.

After he ordered the surrender, he swore to live and die with the main warship, but the people of the Hantang group had to tow the damaged light warships back to the dock, and it seemed that they would keep these ships. So the deputy commander shot himself in the head before the gang of people from the Hantang group got on board to receive it.

Before shooting, he also said that this was the only way he could stay on the ship forever, and God should know that he was not committing suicide.

Hahns. Claire, military attache Dick silently pronounced the name in his mind.

"There is no ship in the world that can run past their wicked little ships and monster iron ships, and the rumors of the great iron ships and other rumors are true—I can swear to God! If you don't surrender, you can only die.

They forced everybody to come here, and along the way, two fools suddenly ran away, and the gang watched them both run, and when they had run more than a hundred paces, the gang suddenly chased after them with a big iron cart, which was not driven by horses, and I swear, it really chased after itself, and then killed two people with many pipes...... Everybody saw ......"

"They must have bound a lot of firebolts together...... You can connect ......" Military Attache Dick nodded, indicating that he understood.

"You have to follow their rules, they take it very seriously...... There was a guy who didn't listen to Dr. Rodman's instructions and yelled at him, and they ......"

The old fur dog pointed his finger at his now bare head, opened his mouth, showed a mouthful of rotten teeth, and made a "snap" sound from his mouth.

"Dr. Rodman was their man, although he himself said he was Dutch...... Mr. Commander, be careful with him...... Now there is no one who dares not to listen to him. ”

The old fur dog drew closer, but the military attache Dick did not feel the slightest annoyance, but felt very close.

"I don't know why, they divide us into different huts according to our home areas—French, German, English, Italian, or whatever—and it doesn't matter what the Irish, or the English, the East Germans, and the Poles, Genoese, or Florentines distinguish."

Military attache Dick took a closer look, and the shed was still full of Dutch lowlanders. They're trying to divide us -- it's good to control us, and that's fine, at least they don't want to hang us --

At this time, everyone suddenly fell silent, and sat up one by one.

A small group of soldiers passed by the shed.

Military attache Dick saw that they were wearing red half-sleeved shirts, black shorts, and a very strange firecracker in their hands, and he couldn't see where the firerope was. There were shiny bayonets at the muzzle of the gun, and there were eleven of them.

As the squad passed, the old fur seal whispered, "There are five squads in this camp going round and frequent, and they are all vigilant -- their fiery guns are very powerful, they must be flint fiery guns—every one of them is, and it can break a man's head at once -- I have seen it with my own eyes." I don't know if there's anything more terrifying outside this camp—"

At this time, a loud sound suddenly sounded in the whole camp.

"It's dinner time. The Italian section will eat in the cafeteria in the center of the camp first, and the rest of the country will not move-"

Military attache Dick could hear at once that this was the voice of Dr. Rodman. He wondered if the voice came from heaven - the old fur seal pointed to something on a pole outside and said, "It is from it, as if it were the same as the voice urging us to surrender."

Military Attache Dick looked sideways, and the thing looked like a morning glory, but it was gray and black-edged, revealing an evil look.

In the office of the camp.

A man from the Hantang Group, his face was covered with red pimples. He was sitting on his desk with one leg dangling.

He saw Dr. Rodman finish speaking, and he silently pointed to the red button under the microphone. Dr. Rodman pressed the OFF side.

The person from the Hantang Group nodded with satisfaction, this kid is smart.

Dr. Rodmen had always wanted to explain to him the difference between the Venetians, the Genoese and the Florentines -

"Xiao Luo, do you still suspect that the method of dividing the Han Tang Group is wrong-don't doubt it, you just need to learn to abide by the rules of the Han Tang Group, and you must remember it. Here's one—"

The man from the Hantang Group took out a small wooden box, opened it, took out a white pole cigarette, and inserted him into a small wooden mouth.

"No, Dr. Zhao, I think that cigarette fire—"

Doctor Zhao unceremoniously interrupted him: "Call me Brother Zhao in the future-Huoda, on fire, you and that Huang Yongyi can be regarded as having learned the word 'fire'!" ”

Dr. Zhao's face was full of disdain, and he lit a cigarette and smoked it.

"No, Brother Zhao, Dr. Qiao didn't say that Dr. Huang Guanglin was a quack, she asked me to learn from him, saying that Chinese medicine has a lot of useful aspects. The lungs of a person are yang. I've seen harvesting tobacco leaves, and they all harvest the most sunny part of the tobacco leaves first, and they are also yang, so smoking too much will definitely increase the lung fire-"

Dr. Zhao coughed angrily, what kind of fallacy is this?! He saw that Dr. Rodman's eyes were now bright as he looked at his cough, as if he thought he was right.

Dr. Zhao forcibly held back his cough and said, "Am I choking?!" ”

Then he smiled wickedly and said, "If I chew tobacco like you, won't there be no 'fire'?" What if it's boiling? Is there any more 'fire'? ”

Seeing Brother Zhao's evil smile, Dr. Rodmen immediately became vigilant, he was in the medical center of Geranza City, every time he was teased by him, he laughed like this beforehand.

The more Dr. Rodman thought about it, the more confused he became, and he felt that he couldn't find the answer, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Doctor Zhao suddenly felt bored, it was no longer interesting to tease him, this kid was getting more and more ghostly, and he didn't dare to answer lightly. But he didn't want to tell him the word nicotine, so he didn't have to ask endlessly--he wasn't as patient as Sister Qiao--the position of doctor, he just made a cameo, and he himself didn't believe that anyone from the Hantang Group would come to him for treatment, and even dealing with skin injuries had to be done by Dean Ma and Dr. Qiao themselves, so they could rest assured.

"This Xiao Luo, don't think about those useless things, when the time comes, Brother Zhao will teach you - just remember one thing, whether you can go to the medical center to work, it just depends on whether you complete this task well or not - the Hantang Group's regulations are bigger than your God!"

Regulations, regulations of Hantang Group!

Dr. Rodman thought sadly that on the docks, he shouted to the captives on behalf of the Han Tang group that all escapes on the road would be unconditionally shot, and as a result, two fools really ran away, and they could have taken them back, but they shot them in front of everyone, and they were all about to be broken.

In the camp, an Irishman didn't want to be with the English, and the Irishman argued with him, and the loud voices were a little loud, and they literally shot -- the Irishman's head was shattered --

"Don't die anymore - Brother Zhao!"

Dr. Rodman whispered. His blue eyes were full of supplication.

sell me cute again! Dr. Zhao scolded in his heart, but his tone softened unconsciously.

"Xiao Luo, your public opinion in the Chiji Agricultural Region is very good, and this is good for all the colonists. Organizationally--no, the Hantang Group thinks that you can be saved and educated, so you have been treated differently from other people, and you must cherish this -- whether you die or not depends entirely on their perception of the Hantang Group's regulations, not us, and you must keep this in mind. That's all I have to say, we have a rule in the evening, the people of the Han Tang Group must withdraw to the periphery and organize a second line of guards-the Ming security team will stay here to be responsible. You'll be using a microphone now, right? ”

"It's going to work, turn it on and press on, turn it off and press off."

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