Chapter 1266: Confidential Interrogation for Loyal Interests
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The voice from the adjutant, in a way, saved Rama Mujam's life. ↑△小↓△ . .m】Because if he doesn't appear again, Rama Mujam may not be able to continue in this way.
His hands were already dripping with blood, and the flowing blood and rolled flesh made people feel frightened when they saw it. Not to mention the excruciating pain of peeling off the flesh, the massive bleeding alone was enough for Rama Mujam to drink a pot. Not to mention that he bled to death directly, but if he fell to the ground and was sent to the intensive care unit within minutes, that would not be a problem at all.
The adjutant's news made him stop this self-abuse. And after regaining his sanity, he also inevitably felt the pain from his hands. This caused a grin on his face quickly, 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 his palms, then took the microphone and responded to his adjutant.
"Keep them safe, I'll go over right away. Remember, don't let anyone approach them except you and me."
"Yes, sir!" The adjutant understood what this would mean, so he answered very neatly. And just after he finished replying, Rama Mujam has already quickly ran towards the direction of the cabin on the bottom floor.
He didn't bring any soldiers, and he refused any soldiers to follow him. Just such a person came to the position of the cabin on the ground floor, and he had already seen his adjutant and the elite soldiers he led.
They were firmly guarded outside a cabin that had been isolated. Judging from their movements and energy, they are indeed worthy of the title of elite. At least compared with those casual and lazy ordinary soldiers, they are enough to be called India's elite.
"Well done, boys. If we make it through this. I promise. You'll all be officers. Captains of a ship, if you're capable enough, for you It’s not impossible either.”
Ramamujam's mind is now very clear. He knows that these soldiers have done the dirty work for him, so they are equivalent to standing on the same front as him. And at this time, if I don't say anything, it will obviously make these guys alienated. In addition to killing them all, if these guys who know their secrets are separated from their virtues, the damage they will bring to themselves will definitely be fatal.
Therefore, instead of wasting a huge amount of energy doing a move that you can't determine the result at all, it is better to pay a little more profit in exchange for the loyalty of these soldiers, so that they consciously attach themselves to themselves and bind them together.
The conditions offered by Rama Mujam are quite generous, even beyond the imagination of these soldiers. Therefore, after hearing his words, the group of soldiers standing on their posts immediately showed excitement and saluted him with a standard military salute.
This means that they have returned to the Commander. Of course, this is just a return of interests, not true loyalty. But Rama Mujam didn't care about this. He knew that loyalty can be cultivated. As long as they are willing to pay benefits, it is not a problem at all to cultivate the loyalty of these people to themselves.
He nodded casually, and made a response to these soldiers. While giving his adjutant a wink, Rama Mujam 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 gave these orders to the soldiers.
"Keep guard here, don't let anyone in. Remember, if someone wants to break in, don't show mercy, just shoot them dead. ↑△小↓△ . .m】Do you understand what I mean?"
As India, which has always been lax in military discipline, the adjutant's order is obviously a bit harsh and excessive. However, it was related to their own interests after all, so the soldiers looked at each other and nodded to him with certainty. After all, now is not the time to care about personal relationships. And compared with personal relationships, interests are more touching.
Got an affirmative answer. The adjutant also walked into the cabin, and as soon as he entered the cabin, he saw Rama Mujam with a gloomy face.
He was standing in front of the Korean pilot there at the moment. These South Korean pilots are now gagged, blindfolded, and tightly bound to their seats. They can't see the situation in front of them at all, but they can feel that there is someone standing in front of them. This made them struggle crazily, not knowing whether to ask for help or to resist.
But whatever the reason for their struggles, they have given Rama Mujam a very bad feeling. Because for Rama Mujam, what he hopes to see now is a flock of sheep, not a trapped beast that will struggle and resist. This obviously put a little pressure on his already agitated heart. However, he who could still barely suppress these emotions did not directly erupt. He just took off his coat and tugged at his tie. And he asked his adjutant like this.
"Did you give them clear instructions? I don't want problems to appear on them."
"Please rest assured, sir. They know what to do." While guaranteeing the ticket, he set his sights on the pilots. "Sir, what are you going to do with these guys. There are a total of sixteen pilots, all of whom are here. I can assure you that they haven't communicated with anyone before. From the moment they got off the plane, they have been in my room the whole time." They are under surveillance. You can rest assured that you will be the first person to talk to them."
"You did a good job. It seems that crises can indeed sharpen people's talents. Your current performance is much better than your previous performance!"
After patting the adjutant on the shoulder, Rama Mujam began to inspect these pilots with gloomy eyes. He was looking for someone suitable to communicate with, preferably the leader of these pilots. And soon, he found a suitable target.
That was the calmest looking guy, and the oldest looking of the pilots. You know, because pilots have strict requirements on physical fitness, most pilots will only choose to retire or retreat to the second line after reaching a certain age. And it's not that there are no pilots who are very old, it's just that they are very rare. Because at this time, most of the people who can still stand on the front line are very experienced veterans.
They are usually the chief of the pilot. And Rama Mujam also judged in the same way, so immediately, he pulled out the cloth strip that was stuffed in his mouth, and said this to him.
"I am Fleet Commander Ramamujam Sen. Tell me your name, pilot. I have many things to tell me!"
"Your Excellency, Commander?" The first time he was able to speak, the pilot was surprised by Rama Mujam's identity, and then he straightened his neck and said this to him. "I want to protest to you, Commander. We are soldiers belonging to South Korea, and you have no right to imprison and interrogate us in this way. You have violated the common treaty signed by the allied forces, and you will be sent to a military court !"
When the pilot said this, he obviously intended to use the Allied forces' brand to suppress this commander who didn't play cards according to common sense. It's just that he obviously underestimated Rama Mujam's courage and underestimated his current madness.
Not caring about his injured palm, he slapped the pilot directly on the face. And as long as someone with a little brain, it is not difficult to hear the desperate and crazy meaning from his words.
"Don't talk to me about these useless things. I will ask you to answer. If you refuse to cooperate honestly, then I will kill you and ask what I want to know from other people's mouths. I am not talking to you again. You're kidding, so you better be smart!"
Seriously, the pilot was really intimidated. Not only because of that crazy attitude and tone, but also because of the warm and wet feeling that came back from the touch on his face. The obvious smell of blood made his heart twitch uncontrollably. He knew very well that blood is the most likely thing to drive people crazy. In front of a crazy person, reasoning obviously won't work. He said he would kill himself, so it is really possible to kill himself. This is no joke at all.
If he didn't die in the mouth of that monster with his own fleet, would he die in the hands of his own people? This is obviously not something the pilot wants to see. He is not the kind of person who regards death as life, so immediately he straightened his body, and then replied in a hasty tone.
"I know, I know. I will cooperate with you. I will tell you whatever you want to ask. As long as you let me and my men go, we can tell you anything!"
The very cowardly tone made the young and energetic pilots behind him tremble and struggle hard. So much so that the pilot who had just begged for mercy couldn't help turning around and yelling at them loudly in Korean. Rama Mujam didn't care what he said in Korean, he cared more now about his answer. For him, this is what he wants to see the most. Because that means the truth is slowly unfolding in front of him. This made him feel a little impatient.
"Tell me, what happened. Why was your Seventh Fleet defeated so easily. Why did these things happen? How did that idiot Park Yantai die. Where is our enemy? Where is our enemy?" .