As soon as Lin Yuan's order was conveyed, an Indian expert came to the command room. His name was Zhang Han. He was over 60 years old this year. It turned out that the consultant on the Beijing ship was an "India hand".

After a while, a black spot appeared in the sky in the distance, and the black spot gradually became larger. The outline of a helicopter appeared in the field of vision, and the helicopter gradually approached the landing area of ​​the aircraft carrier and stopped on it.

The rotor of the helicopter stopped slowly, and a group of Indians came down from above. Lin Yuan looked down through the porthole of the command room, and saw that there were ten people in this group, and the one walking in the front was a long The girl with hair is too far away to see her face clearly. The nine behind are all men, and two of them have gray hair.

Lin Yuan turned his head to look at the Indian expert Zhang Han, and said, "I'll ask my subordinates to escort them to the activity room. Let's meet them in the activity room."

Indian expert Zhang Han walked to the activity room under the leadership of Lin Yuan. The activity room was below the main deck of the aircraft carrier. Lin Yuan walked to the cabin under the bridge. He was a little closer to the Indian prisoners of war and could see the faces of the people clearly. Suddenly, I found that there were quite a few childish children among the ten people, especially the woman in the front, who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.

At this moment, Lin Yuan suddenly saw the middle-aged man behind the girl raised his foot, kicked the girl's butt hard, kicked the girl directly, and fell heavily on the deck. It was scratched, and the guarded soldiers hurriedly yelled loudly. They didn't understand the language of the Indians, so they could only scare the Indians by shouting loudly.

At this time, something happened that made Lin Yuan even more puzzled. The girl who was kicked to the ground got up from the ground, ran to the middle-aged man, bowed repeatedly, and muttered something in her mouth, apparently apologizing, and then ran to the end of line.The whole process stunned the soldiers on guard, but they didn't stop them.

Lin Yuan turned around and asked the three Indian experts: "What's going on?"

The three Indian experts looked embarrassed, and one of them said: "There are many possibilities for this matter. It's hard to say now. Let's talk about it when we see them."

Lin Yuan had no choice but to agree. At this time, his subordinates had already brought the Indian prisoners off the deck. Lin Yuan also got off the deck through the cabin door and walked to the activity room. As soon as he reached the door of the activity room, Lin Yuan smelled an indescribable smell. The strange smell, Lin Yuan has been in battle for a long time, and he didn't feel anything when he smelled the smell of corpses on the battlefield, but he frowned when he smelled this strange smell, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to slap his nose.

Looking at the guards at the door of the activity room, they were all covering their noses with their hands. Lin Yuan couldn't help asking the guards: "Where does this strange smell come from?"

The guard said: "It's the smell of those Indians. There was a sea breeze blowing on the deck just now, and I couldn't feel it. Now I'm in the cabin..."

The guards were silent. At this time, the Indian expert Zhang Han walked up to Lin Yuan and whispered: "Lin Shuai, Indians like to eat all kinds of strong flavors, such as curry, onion, garlic, etc., especially onions. Most Indians have no money to buy food, so they live on onions, so they always have a strange smell. In addition, the climate in India is hot, and they sweat a lot. The smell of sweat is mixed with these smells, and the smell is even more strange. .”

Lin Yuan nodded, and said to the guard, "Go and turn on the ventilation fan."

The ventilation fans in each cabin on the Beijing ship are not normally turned on. They will only be turned on when the hull is on fire and the concentration of harmful gases exceeds the standard. After all, a warship is not a high-end cruise ship, and it is impossible to waste energy for comfort.

Hearing Lin Yuan's order, the guard happily turned on the ventilator, and a cool breeze blew through the aisle soon, and the strange smell dissipated a bit.

Lin Yuan pushed open the cabin door and walked in. He saw ten people kneeling on the ground in a row, facing the wall, with their feet facing the door. Letting the prisoners face the wall would prevent them from seeing the room and increase their sense of fear.

These ten people are all wearing traditional Indian clothes. The clothes are woven from homespun cloth. The surface looks very rough and the color is very dull. , and some of the holes were not mended, exposing the brown skin inside.

Looking at the feet again, I saw that the soles of each of them were extremely rough, full of calluses, and obviously did not wear shoes at ordinary times. At this time, Indian expert Zhang Han came over and said to Lin Yuan: "Shuai Lin, these people must be the poor."

Lin Yuan chuckled and said, "Mr. Zhang, I can see this too. The clothes are so torn that they are not replaced with new ones. I can't even afford shoes on my feet. What are they not poor?"

Zhang Han looked embarrassed and said, "Maybe it's not because they can't afford shoes that they don't wear shoes."

Lin Yuan was taken aback, and asked, "What does this mean?"

Just as Zhang Han was about to answer, he suddenly heard the cry of a woman who said "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Lin Yuan pointed at the girl and said, "Bring her out, I'll interrogate her first."

The two soldiers went out, set up the girl from left to right, and sent the girl to the room next to the activity room. The girl kept begging for something, Lin Yuan turned back and asked Zhang Han: "Mr. Zhang, what is she talking about?" ?”

Zhang Han said: "She is begging us not to kill her. She said she has three children and the youngest one is still breastfeeding."

Lin Yuan frowned and said, "She looks like she is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she is the mother of three children?"

Zhang Han sighed and said, "Girls in poor places get married early, and it's not surprising that they become mothers in their teens."

Lin Yuan also understood this truth. He nodded, pushed open the door of the separate cabin and walked in. There was that strange smell coming from the cabin again. Indians, regardless of gender, exude this smell.

The girl was sitting on the chair, weeping, and Lin Yuan looked at her face carefully. She was a typical Indian, with dark skin, black eyebrows and eyes, thick lips, and natural hair. Volume, the face is still delicate, she can be regarded as a beautiful girl.

The girl saw that Lin Yuan was the leader, so she knelt down to Lin Yuan and kept begging. Lin Yuan said to the girl, "Get up, I won't kill you, get her a chair."

A soldier took a chair for the girl, and the girl sat down gently, her eyes staring at the ground, her hands tightly clutching the front of her clothes, her body trembling like a little rabbit falling into an eagle's nest, Lin Yuan said: "Get her a glass of water, forget it, get a glass of juice."

Sweet things are easy to calm people down. A soldier brought her a glass of fruit juice. The girl took the glass and looked at the orange-yellow liquid inside and asked timidly, "What is this?"

Zhang Han said on the side: "Delicious sweet water."

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