Chapter 1159

The voice from the adjutant, to some extent, can be said to have saved the life of Rama Mujam. Because if he does not show up again, Rama Mujam may not be able to continue like this.

His hand is already drenched with blood, and the flowing blood and the rolled flesh make people feel frightened at first glance. Not to mention the severe pain of peeling off the flesh, the large amount of bleeding alone was enough to make Rama Mujam drink a pot. Not to mention that he shed blood directly, but fell to the ground in minutes and was sent to the intensive care unit. That will not be a problem.

The adjutant’s news made him stop this self-abuse. After regaining his own sanity, he also inevitably felt the pain from oneself's hand. This quickly changed his face with grinning teeth, but in the face of more important things, this kind of pain is obviously something that can be tolerated and ignored.

He randomly found some bandages and wrapped them around the palm of own, then took the microphone and responded to the adjutant of own.

"Watch them well, I'll go over immediately. Remember, don't let anyone near them except you and me."

"Yes, sir!" The adjutant understood this very well. What would it mean, so he answered very neatly. And just after he answered this way, Rama Mujam ran towards the lower cabin quickly.

He did not bring any soldiers, and refused to follow any soldiers. Just one person came to the position of the lower cabin, he had already seen the elite soldiers led by the own adjutant also.

They firmly guarded the outside of a cabin that had been isolated. Judging from their movements and Essence, Qi, and Spirit, they are indeed well-deserved titles. At the very least, compared with ordinary and lazy soldiers, they are enough to be called the elite of India.

"You did good, young men. If we can pass this level safely. I promise. You will become officers one by one. If you have enough ability, even a ship The captain of the ship is not an impossible thing for you."

Rama Mujam’s mind is now very clear. He knows that these soldiers did the dirty work for oneself, so they are equivalent to Stand on the same line with oneself. At this time, if oneself doesn't express anything, then it is clear that these guys will be distracted. In addition to killing them to the last one, otherwise once these guys who know the secret of oneself get away from their morals, then the damage to oneself is absolutely fatal.

So, instead of wasting a lot of energy to do a oneself fundamentally impossible to determine the result, then it is better to pay a little more profit in exchange for the loyalty of these soldiers, let them consciously attach to oneself, and oneself tied to oneself together.

Rama Mujam's conditions are quite generous, even saying that it has exceeded the imagination of these soldiers. Therefore, after hearing his this remark, the group of soldiers who stood on their posts immediately showed an expression of excitement and paid him a standard military salute.

This means that they have been devoted to this commander. Of course, this is just a return of interest, not true loyalty. But Rama Mujam doesn't care about this, he knows that loyalty can be cultivated. As long as they are willing to pay the benefits and want to cultivate these people's loyalty to the owner, it is simply not a problem.

Nodded casually, made a response to these soldiers. Rama Mujam winked at the adjutant owner, and at the same time he pushed open the closed door of the cabin and walked straight in.

As a community of interests with Rama Mujam, the adjutant understood what he meant. He first instructed these soldiers.

"Keep guard here and don't let anyone in. Remember, if someone wants to break in, don't be merciful and shoot them directly. Do you know what I mean?"

As India, which has always had a lax military discipline, the adjutant's order is obviously a bit too harsh. However, this is related to the interests of the owner after all, so a few soldiers looked at each other, and they were very sure that they had to be nodded to him. After all, it's simply not the time to care about personal affairs. And compared with personal affair, interests are a bit more touching.

Get a positive answer. The adjutant also followed into the cabin, and as soon as he entered the cabin, he saw Rama Mujam with a gloomy face.

He is standing in front of the Korean pilot right now. These South Korean pilots are now gagged, blindfolded, and tied tightly to their seats. They can't see the situation in front of oneself at all, but they can feel the person standing in front of oneself. This makes them struggle frantically, and they don't know whether to ask for help or resist.

But no matter what the reason for their struggle, they have already brought a very bad feeling to Rama Mujam. Because for Rama Mujam, he now prefers to see a group of sheep, rather than a beast that will struggle to resist. This obviously added a bit of pressure to his already a little anxious heart. However, he could barely suppress these emotions, not at all broke out directly. He just took off his own jacket and pulled his own tie vigorously. And asked the adjutant own.

"Did you tell them clearly? I don't want the problem to appear on them."

"Don't worry, sir. They know what to do." While holding the ticket guarantee, he set his own eyes on the pilots. "Sir, what do you plan to do with these guys? There are sixteen pilots in total, all here. I can guarantee that they haven't communicated with anyone before. From the moment they got off the plane, they have been in mine for the entire time. Under surveillance. You can rest assured that you will be the first to talk to them."

"you did good. It seems that crisis can indeed sharpen people's talents. You are now His performance is much better than your previous performance!"

patted the shoulders of the adjutant, Rama Mujam began to patrol the pilots with gloomy eyes. He is looking for a suitable person to communicate with oneself, preferably the leader of these pilots. And soon, he found a suitable goal.

That is the coolest looking guy, and the oldest of these pilots. You know, because pilots have strict requirements for physical fitness, most pilots will only choose to retire or retreat to the second line after reaching a certain age. And that kind of very old pilots are not uncommon, but very rare. Because at this time, those who are still on the front line are mostly experienced veterans.

They are usually the commanders of the pilots. Rama Mujam also judged this way, so immediately, he pulled out the strip of cloth stuck in his mouth and said to him.

"I'm Rama Mujam Sen, Commander of the Fleet. Tell me your name, pilot. I have a lot of things I need you to tell me!"

"Commander Your Excellency?" Talking immediately, the pilot was surprised at Ramah Mujam's identity, and then he stubbornly said to him. "I want to protest to you, Commander Commander. We are soldiers belonging to South Korea. You have no right to imprison and interrogate us in this way. You have violated the mutual treaty signed by the Allied Forces, and you will be sent to a military court. !"

The pilot said so, obviously intending to use the Allied signboard to suppress the commander who played the card out of common sense. It's just that he obviously underestimated Rama Mujam's courage and underestimated his current madness.

He didn't care about oneself's injured palm, he just slapped the pilot's face. And as long as someone with a little brain, it is not difficult to hear the desperate madness from his words.

"Don’t talk to me about these useless things. I ask you to answer, if you refuse to cooperate obediently and honestly, then I will kill you and ask other people what I want I know something. I’m not cracking a joke with you anymore, so you better be smarter!"

Seriously, the pilot was really frightened. Not only because of that crazy attitude and tone, but also because of the warm and damp sensation returned by the touch on his face. The obvious smell of blood made his heart uncontrollable. He knew very well that blood was the most maddening thing. In front of a crazy person, reasoning obviously won't work. He said he would kill oneself, then it is really possible to kill oneself. This is simply not a cracking a joke thing.

If you didn't die in the mouth of that monster with the own fleet, are you going to die in the hands of the owner person? This is obviously not something the pilot would like to see. He is not the kind of person who sees death as life, so he straightened his own body immediately, and then replied in a hasty tone.

"I know, I know. I will cooperate with you. I will tell you what you want to ask. As long as you let me and my men, we can tell you everything! "

The very cowardly tone made the young and energetic pilots behind him tremble and struggle hard. So that the pilot who had just uttered the begging for mercy couldn't help but turn around and shouted at them in Korean. Rama Mujam doesn't care what he said in Korean, he cares more about his answer just now. For him, this is what he wants to see most. Because that means the truth is slowly unfolding in front of him. This made him feel a little anxious.

"Tell me, what happened. Why was your Seventh Fleet defeated so easily. Why did these things happen? How did that idiot Piao Yantai die. What about our enemies? We? Where is the enemy?"