Chapter 049 Nazi style

ps:otz, in poor condition, as the saying goes, inspiration is like a fountain, like a fountain... But it can't come out today, I'll update tomorrow, let's do it like this today~

ps1: That, in addition, for more supporting roles, I specially opened a [Seeking for Talents], hoping that if you participate in the plot, you can fill in the information if you want. Now there are more than 6,000 people, I will definitely satisfy everyone~[bsp;    "Celtic is the best nation in the world!" Keral's opening remark suddenly stunned everyone, even Atolis.

"We have the oldest history in the world! We work hard and hard! We invent and create! We do things steadily! We are a million times more noble than the plundered Gauls! Impulsive Greeks! The stupid Macedonians!" Keral's words were like cat claws, scratching their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs and kidneys. Every British people had a great British dream in their hearts, just like England, who was the overlord of the sea before World War II.

"But why is this most outstanding nation! This noble nation will make your wife and children separate and your family die?" Kailar's words were like a steel needle, firmly nailed into everyone's hearts. His face was the expression of most people now, and some girls couldn't help but hug them in tears. That night of change not only made them lose their relatives, but also made them fall into hell... Shadow? Psychological shadow!

This is their eternal pain.

"Don't cry for me!" Kylar shouted, "Your backbone can only be highlighted with tears! Let me tell you what my goal is!"

"My goal is to make Camelo rise, stand among other countries, and become the strongest! I want the Romans, Macedonians, to bend down to salute when we see us Camelo, and to be frightened when we hear us Camelo!"

"Listen to me! You are the seeds! They are the seeds of carrying forward the entire Camelo civilization. I want you to take on this responsibility, grow up with me, and cheer up Camelo with me! Are you willing to bear this responsibility that may be fulfilled for a lifetime?!" Kailar asked.

There is only one answer, those who are gritting their teeth, but teenagers must first undergo rigorous training and education!

"Everyone lined in six rows! Male line three, female line three!" Kailar ordered. They seemed at a loss when they lined up for the first time. It took half an hour and six thousand people to line up in six rows. This made them very embarrassed. They just swore to revitalize Camelo, but now they can't even take a good line. It's really embarrassing.

"Very good, now start with height, short ones in front, tall ones stand back." Keral's order could not be obeyed, he could only let them adapt slowly.

"Remember where you are now," Kylar shouted, "Now the first row comes to register, second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth rows sit on the ground."

There were girls from the first to the third row, and they seemed a little nervous. The first one was the shortest. How old is Keral who is not only taller than her shoulders? Six, five, or even younger?

The girl with blonde curly hair and like a doll, wearing an ordinary cloth dress, came to the first one tremblingly, and everyone was looking at it.

Keral signaled to Cyber ​​to take a quill to record the records on the parchment paper, and Keral squatted down and looked straight with the little girl: "Child, tell me what your name is."

The little girl with blonde curly hair was hesitant and cramped, and said in a low voice: "Belly, my name is Bailey."

"What's your surname?" Kailar asked with a gentle look on his face, completely different from his iron-blooded style just now.

"..." After pausing for a while, I couldn't help crying: "Wuwuwu... I don't have a surname! Dad said that after he died, I will have no surname."

"Don't cry, don't interpret your weakness with tears, take my surname in the future." Keral's big hand was placed on her head: "Belly Etok, what a good name."

"Cyber, just write that." Keral turned his head and said.

"What about age?" He stroked Bailey's head, and the touch was very good. The blonde Bailey's head looked very soft.

"Seven, seven years old." Bailey's temper should be introverted, gentle and restrained temperament, so she should be a good teacher.

Keral defined it in his mind.

"No.1, Bailey Etok, age seven, gender, female."

Kailar said softly, then patted Bailey's little head, "Go, go to the end." Bailey, who had been nervous, finally got relieved.

He trotted all the way toward the end. This time, the girl who came up was a tea-haired girl with two ponytails standing up. She was probably around seven or eight years old. She only saw her saying, "My name is Letty..."

The girl in the first row finally finished it after an hour. She stood up from the stool, rubbed her wrists, which were sore and soft, and bowed slightly: "So young master, it's time for dinner, I'll go manage it."

"Well, you go." Kailar sat in the seat of Cyborg just now, looked at the other four rows with a little commotion and said to Cyborg.

Opening the list of Cyber ​​registration just now, Keral began to comment, starting with the first Bailey.

Next to Bailey is: shy, introverted, and if trained, he will be a good teacher.

Letty's comments on the second place are: impulsive, strong, dark, need psychological counseling, and after training, he can be competent for non-commissioned officers.

As he explained slowly, he finally came over with twenty carts of food. The people who drove the car were all versatile maids. Compared with those maids who looked like vases, Keilal implemented elite education. The maids not only had to read, cook, clean, and have certain self-protection martial arts: including Wing Chun and Judo. On the basis of yoga, Keilal tried to strengthen the individual combat effectiveness of the maids. Keilal did not ask them to come on the field to kill the enemy, but he had to have martial arts to solve the problem of a few strong men with empty hands, otherwise wouldn’t he ask his father to protect him? Since Atolis came, Leighton would have reported his father’s life, so Keilal did this.

The meal is very simple, with creamy potatoes, a favorite among English people, plus sweet milk soup. Since there is no corn yet, there will be some sweet milk soup for corn.

Kailar really wanted to make buns and steamed buns, but after thinking about it, he gave up. Compared with simple bread, kneading, kneading, ramen, steaming, and time are all problems. Kailar mostly knows about food in high-end ingredients, and how can he understand how to cook low-end things besides eating them.
Chapter completed!