Chapter 1543 Towering Tree

By the time Alvin arrived, the "crazy woman" was almost dying...

She obviously has no combat training...

Relying on a life-threatening style and a death-seeking style of play, although he was able to gain the upper hand at the beginning...

But facing a group of Indian border guards who dared to pursue the Sharpshooters, her madness only lasted a few minutes...

By the time those relatively elite soldiers recovered, her life had already entered a countdown!

Alvin held the child and walked to the crazy woman...

Looking at this contradictory and crazy woman with blood holes all over her body, looking at herself with "pleading" eyes...

Alvin frowned and hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded to this crazy woman!

After glancing at a group of Indian soldiers who wanted to come over to inspect the trophies, Alvin irritably drove his "violence" to form a tomahawk and chopped off the mad woman's head!

Then, amid the stunned expressions of a group of Indian soldiers, Alvin took out his staff "Leaf" and sprayed a thick stream of hellfire at the mad woman's body...

Alvin didn't know what this woman had gone through...

But what she did told Alvin that she was in pain and she just didn't want to live!

The pain from the soul drove this woman crazy. Death was a relief for her, and she was indeed going to die...

Instead of letting her fall into the hands of those strange Indian soldiers, why not give her a happy life and let her leave this world cleanly!

Until Alvin burned the crazy woman to ashes, a middle-aged Indian officer came up and said to Alvin in curry-flavored English: "Sir, I am Captain Manoor of the Indian Border Guard...

We were ordered to come and pursue the robbers who stole our country's important property! "

Alvin had no intention of dealing with these Indian soldiers. He waved his hand and said: "Your important property has just torn dozens of your guys into pieces...

I don’t know if you really don’t know or if you are just talking nonsense to me...

I advise you to take your people back quickly. There are still monsters in India that you need to deal with. "

As he spoke, Alvin looked at a group of Indian soldiers who were gradually surrounding him, and he said funnyly: "My people are risking their lives to help you fight...

But you are chasing so-called ‘important property’…”

The education level of Indian soldiers is not high. Except for the middle-aged captain, no one else can understand what Alvin is talking about...

Seeing the hesitant expression on the Indian captain's face, Alvin said funnyly: "Do you still need me to threaten you before you go back to defend your country?"

The Indian captain glanced at a subordinate behind him who had significantly fairer skin, and he whispered with difficulty: "Then I'll trouble you...

I am just a 'Sudra', I have no right to make mistakes! "

Alvin was stunned after hearing this. As someone who had traveled to India in his previous life, he was deeply impressed by some of India's strange cultures...

This is a country where "caste system" penetrates into every aspect of life...

"Brahmins", "Kshatriyas", "Vaishyas", "Shudras" and "Dalits" represent five classes that are almost insurmountable in India.

The first two represent the aristocracy...

The "Vaisya" in the middle represents the merchant class, which is the main tax paying class.

"Sudra" represents the non-Aryan indigenous Indians, mainly farmers and workers.

"Dalits" are also called the "untouchable class" by Indians!

If you see people in India looking for food in garbage dumps, women and children in ragged clothes carrying baskets on the street, or a worker digging out dung, don’t doubt it, it must be a Dalit!

The caste system has actually been abolished in India for many years, but caste discrimination has always been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in India.

If a Vaisya wants to marry a Shudra, or a Dalit wants to marry a Shudra...

The result will be really fatal!

"Honor killings" are not exclusive to certain sects, they are almost common in India.

It is easy for outsiders to distinguish the class in India. Usually, the lighter the skin, the higher the class.

Even the water sources they drank were different, which impressed Alvin to the extreme!

If you see a dark-skinned, barefoot vendor buying snacks on an Indian street, it’s best not to try what’s on his stall.

That is really something that cannot be overcome. This is a lesson that Alvin has learned through his own tragic experiences...

The chaotic India that people see on TV is just a glimpse of them...

The places where truly high-caste people live and walk are actually not much different from those in developed countries.

At least their upper class medical care is free...

It’s really free, and it’s also free for tourists. Alvin was lucky enough to experience it once in his previous life!

The middle-aged "Sudra" in front of Alvin is not stupid at all, but having a "Vaishya" under him makes him extremely stressed.

If they listened to Alvin's "advice" and gave up the mission and led the team out of here, this "Shudra" would definitely end up miserable after they returned.

It is a great insult to an Indian to have a "Vaishya" weighed down by a "Sudra", and he will seize on everything to almost drive the "Sudra" out of the army...

Looking at the "Vaishya" who clearly knew what he was talking about but had no expression...

Alvin finally understood the situation...

He showed an impatient smile to "Sudra", suddenly grabbed his neck and smashed him into their team...

“Get away!

Otherwise I will ask all my people to withdraw...

Go fight those monsters yourselves! "

As he spoke, Alvin looked at the "Sudra" and successfully knocked over the expressionless "Vaishya"...

Perhaps in order to prove his determination, Alvin rushed over and knocked over several soldiers with punches and kicks, and then accidentally tripped over one of the legs of "Vaishya"...

Ares 4 took the initiative to adjust its center and stepped on the "Vaishya"'s calf into the soil...

Alvin, who stood firm, waved his battle ax wildly, and used the loudspeaker to emit a huge roar to cover up the screams of "Vaishya"...

The "Sudra" who was "unconscious" just now stood up, hurriedly called to his men to hold the broken leg of the "Vaishya", and fled in embarrassment from the scope of Alvin's domineering...

Seeing the "Shudra" look back at him with gratitude, Alvin smiled and shook his head...

This guy is very cunning, but that doesn't prevent Alvin from sympathizing with him...

Seeing that after only running a few hundred meters, the soldiers carrying the "Vaishya" fell down dozens of times as if they were suffering from polio, Alvin knew that the "Vaishya" was very unpleasant...

Alvin shook his head funny, then pressed the communicator and said to Angel: "Angel, let our air force return to the aircraft carrier for repairs...

Those Indians look so idle!

Tell them we will only stay until 8pm New York time because our kids need to rest..."

Angel responded very quickly. She quickly sent a note to the Indian military, and then while sending a message to her pilot, she said to Alvin: "Sir, our aerospace aircraft carrier has run out of ammunition...

Without air cover, the pressure on the camp could become severe..."

Alvin shook his head indifferently and said: "It doesn't matter, I need a little pressure there...

My girl hasn't even finished a single magazine yet. It's so unfair to her...

And I’ll be able to go back soon! "

Angel assessed the battle in the camp and said, “Sir, you are right!

Do you need me to send a Quinjet to pick you up? "

Alvin glanced at the baby in his arms, shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay!

I have a little injured person here. He seems to have some internal bleeding or something else...

Send a Quinjet to pick me up. I need to get back as soon as possible! "

After speaking, Alvin hung up the communication, held the baby and sat on a nearby rock to wait for the arrival of the plane...

When Alvin sat down, the little baby in his arms seemed to be a little uncomfortable and cried...

Alvin deftly untied the swaddling clothes and found that the child had peed...

Taking off his Ares 4, Alvin took out a large bag of little Morgan's remaining diapers from his backpack...

After cleaning up the skinny dragonborn baby a little, Alvin put a diaper on him.

Seeing this skinny child humming in comfort, Alvin smiled and shook his head...

Putting aside the crown-like dragon scales on this skinny child's forehead, the snake-like pupils, the weird anti-joint structure of his legs and the immature dragon claws...

In fact, he is quite handsome...

The standard Aryan race has a soft face and fair skin.

It was not difficult for Alvin to imagine that the mother of this child must have genes from Indian aristocrats.

Watching this baby, only as long as his forearm, struggling to open his mouth, he kept looking for something...

After reacting, Alvin rummaged through his space backpack, but couldn't find anything like milk powder...

In the end, I could only find some bread from my backpack, and then used a small pot to boil the bread into batter...

Use a spoon to bring the batter to the baby's mouth, watching him greedily swallow the slightly sweet bread batter with his eyes closed...

Alvin shook his head sympathetically...

The child never seemed to have enough to eat, and his mother hated him, or hated herself for not being able to "save" him.

So I finally chose the most tragic way to end my life...

Alvin, who was thinking about something, just moved a little slower, and the baby twisted a few times anxiously...

He didn't cry, he just looked at Alvin with his golden snake eyes...

Alvin didn't know if it was his imagination, but he seemed to see a hint of pleading in those golden and translucent eyes...

After getting rid of the strange feeling in his heart, Alvin smiled and slowly fed a bowl of bread porridge to the baby...

The little baby looks like he still has something to say, but is not moving...

Alvin wrapped him in a new blanket, then smiled and said, "I should give you a name...

You are too thin now!

Australia has the tallest tree in the world, and people call it ‘Heperion’…

Otherwise, just call it Hyperion!

I hope you can grow up smoothly, just like that giant tree! "

As he spoke, Alvin looked at the sun that was about to set in the distance, and murmured to himself: "The haze will eventually pass, and embracing the sunshine is the life we ​​should have...

What kind of parents do you like?

I'm too busy, but I can find you a qualified father and mother...

Maybe they don’t have the intensity of your mother’s ‘love’, but they can make you happy!

How about old Parker?

He taught Peter well, and Mei is also a kind woman! "