Different World Development Manual Chapter 139: Physical examination
Affi followed Aim out of the shower room, and looked back into the tent. Soon another group of prisoners of war also followed in, and it should be followed by them and washed their bodies.
Although this method of cleaning feels weird, Affi is extremely comfortable after cleaning.
"Thank you, please line up, 10 people in a row, how many rows."
Although 50,000 pigs are difficult to manage, 50,000 intelligent humans are different.
After Aim ordered to go down, Affi and the naked prisoners of war immediately lined up.
In the open air, a group of big masters held a celestial feast.
But I looked around, and there were also many guys lined up from the shower tent.
In front of A Fei, these are several Chinese in white coats and blue masks.
They sat behind the table, standing upright, looking at themselves while recording something with a strange pen.
A Fei unexpectedly discovered that there were women among them. Thinking of her naked appearance, A Fei blushed. After all, she was only 16 years old.
However, the female military doctor gave Affi and the group of elders a glance, then took a little look, and continued to record with a calm expression on her face.
Affi is surprised, is this still a woman?
In her eyes, Afei seemed to have seen the eyes of an alchemist she had met with the experimental medicinal materials, without any emotion.
At this time, several CPA fighters in camouflage uniforms picked up boxes of boxes with beautiful patterns from the table, and walked to the front of the queue.
immediately took out a round sheet-like object from the box and held it in his hand.
Aim introduced to the group of prisoners: "This is a deworming pill. If you eat it, you can kill all the parasites living in your stomach."
Affi is taken aback, parasite?
There are worms in my stomach?
I have never eaten insects since I came back.
Like Affi, the prisoners of war have doubts.
Of course, the courage of the prisoners of war has gradually increased, and there is no need for Aim to signal Affi to be a supporter. A prisoner of war has already taken the insect repellent machine in the hands of the soldier and threw it into his mouth with his eyes closed. Swallowed directly.
swallowed the medicine all over, without any feeling.
Affi took a look and frowned. That thing always felt terrible.
But when CPA walked up to him with the medicine, Affi glanced at the milky white pill, swallowed, and finally reached out and took the medicine.
's heart sank: "I was originally a slave, but now I am a prisoner of war. I care about his mua. He eats as a respect. The big deal is that people will die, and they will be reborn as a master in the next life."
immediately opened his mouth and ate the pills.
But he didn't swallow the medicine like the previous ones. Instead, his tongue turned around on the pill, the taste buds came in close contact with the pill, and finally he swallowed slowly.
"Huh? Milky smell?!!!"
After all, his ancestors were aristocrats, and Affi secretly stole milk from a slave mine when he was a child. The taste is endless.
Affi’s exclaimed, immediately attracted curious eyes from the prisoners behind.
And the prisoners of war who swallowed medicine in front of them beat their chests and feet, regretting that they didn't taste them carefully. After all, according to their understanding, pills, pills, and medicines are always bitter.
Moreover, the Huaxia people’s pills still look "poisonous". They can still kill the worms in their stomachs. They look like a lie made up by the Huaxia people to lure themselves into swallowing them, and then use this poison to control them Yourself.
After Affi’s five-star praise on the flavor of the pills and milk, the subsequent prisoners of war were less resistant to the pills. They put them in their mouths and tasted them. This is a taste that civilians like them can hardly taste.
Of course, there are also POWs who have been dairy farmers exclaimed: "It really smells of milk, my goodness, this pill is amazing, is it made with milk?"
The prisoners of war talked a lot.
After a while, after taking all the prisoners of war and swallowing them, Aim said at this time: "Okay, the doctor will simply check the body for everyone."
At this time, all the military doctors sitting behind the table stood up and came over with various inspection equipment.
It was the female military doctor who happened to examine Afei’s body. She opened her mouth and said in a few Pandan vocabulary she had just learned: "Open your mouth, stretch out your tongue, and say, ‘ah’."
The intermittent vocabulary was able to make the smart Affi comprehend what the woman wanted to express in front of her, and she opened her mouth and sticked her tongue out.
The military doctor took a picture inside with a flashlight, lowered his head, and started taking notes on a strange notebook with a pen "swish".
A Fei glanced down and was shocked. The blue board in the hands of the Huaxia man in front of him was a material that he had never seen before, and there was also the paper on the board with many strange patterns painted on it.
Even the paper used by the nobles, there is no high-quality paper in the hands of the Chinese man in front of me.
As for the records written by Huaxia people in Chinese characters, Afei mixed those tables as paintings, and wondered: "Is this painting myself? It doesn't look like it."
After the female military doctor finished recording, she turned her head and looked at Aim, called Aim over, said something, and then saw Aim looking at him with a smile and pointing to his left arm: "What's your name? What's wrong with your arm?"
"Ah, my name is Afei. I am a slave. I broke my left arm in the slave mine three years ago."
Aim looked apologetic, and then whispered something to the Chinese man. The Chinese man nodded and walked towards the prisoner of war behind Afei, continuing to check.
A few minutes later, the inspection of all the staff was completed, and the military doctors returned to their positions. Among them, several prisoners of war were taken out by the Chinese and put into another queue.
Afei saw that there were other people, one after another, leading out from other queues, and brought them to that queue.
Is this the rhythm of execution?
A Fei was a little bit embarrassed, and cautiously asked Aim in front of him: "Ai...Ai Aim, what are the Chinese people doing?"
Aim smiled, patted Affi’s shoulder, and calmly said: "Don’t worry, it’s okay, they are just sick and need to be taken to the battlefield hospital for treatment. After the treatment, they will be reprogrammed. Of."
is a bunch of new terms that have not been heard before. Although it is said to treat them, Affi is sure in his heart that most Chinese people will take them to other places to secretly execute them. Such things happen in this world. not too much.
Aimee also saw Affi’s worry, because the previous prisoners of the Valkyrie were also panicking like this.
Aime didn't want to explain to Affi, after all, as prisoners of war, they shouldn't stay here too long.
And those prisoners of war who were taken away for treatment will be sent back soon after the treatment is completed, all of them look buoyant, willing to sell their lives for the Chinese people, and all the panic will be due to their return. Without attacking and self-defeating.
Immediately after Aim led everyone to an open space, Hua Xia walked over with two sets of orange clothes and sent two sets one by one.
Aim introduced next to him: "This is a prisoner-of-war suit, there are two sets in total, as your change of clothes during this period.
If it is broken and it is too broken to wear it, you can apply for new clothes from the People’s Army, but remember that you can’t deliberately damage it. "
Affi looked at these two new sets of underwear, with four pairs of gray underwear mixed in them, and burst into tears.
This fabric, I'm afraid the nobles won't be able to wear it.
looked at Aime and CPA with gratitude and tears, sniffed, and couldn't help uttering the word "thank you".
Aim enjoys this kind of work very much. Every day, he can hear the praise of the Chinese people from the prisoners of war. Even his helper is highly praised by the prisoners of war.
As the prisoners of war put on their new clothes and pants again, Aim led them to a clearing again.
I saw a lot of wooden chairs placed here, and behind the chairs, there stood Gran people wearing camouflage uniforms.
Yes, yes, they are a group of Gran people who are more friendly to China.
They wore aprons around their waists and held a strange tool in their hands, beckoned, and said, "Come here, get your hair cut."
"Huh?"
Aim said: "Prisoners of war are all shaved. First, it is easy for us to identify, but the hair is long and difficult to manage, which is easy to breed bugs and bacteria."
Affi hesitated for a while, and finally, along with several prisoners of war like him, chose to believe the words of Aim and those Gran who had strange tools in their hands.
When they sat on the chairs, a white cloth was tied around their necks and covered their entire bodies.
Immediately afterwards, I heard a "buzzing" sound, the strange thing kept stroking my head, and the bunches of hair fell off quickly.
The Panda Empire is not a country of etiquette. Regarding hair, these people don't care too much. After all, they are all prisoners of war. What do they care about, as long as you live.
With the rounded heads shaved one by one, after rearranging them together, Affi also felt that the whole person was refreshed a lot.
At this time, Aim took a notebook and began to read: "The one I can read is standing here. You will be prisoners of war and be sent to Momo City for labor reform and study..."
After a while, Affi’s team went to one-third of the people, and Aim continued to say: "I am chanting the name now, you will go to Windmill Town for labor reform and cultural study..."
followed by one third of the people. Aim closed the book at this time, looked at Affi and the others, and smiled: "Well, if you guys, I will stay in Fort Anri for labor reform. Let’s learn from culture.
Next, I will take you to see where you live. "
Labor reform?
Cultural learning?
Affi doesn’t quite understand what Aim said, but as a prisoner of war, there is still a place to live?
Afei looked suspiciously at the Huaxia people next to him, unbelievable. Are these Huaxia people here for charity? Shouldn't the prisoners of war sleep directly on the spot? Can no one care about death from disease and starvation in a dirty, humid and cold environment?
At least as Affi, who was once a slave~IndoMTL.com~, she didn't enjoy a good life.
After a while, Aim led the crowd to a tent, and Aim said, "Here, this is where you will live in the future."
Affi poked her head and looked inside, there was a bed inside! ! This is for myself! ?
Although the bed is simply made of wood, it is indeed a bed, clean, neat and tidy, empty.
Aim pointed to the beds, opened the book, and continued to introduce: "I will assign you a bed in a while, so please don't make any mistakes about the beds in the future."
At this time, several people with towels on their shoulders and also wearing orange prisoner-of-war suits came over. One of them was in his 30s, copying a strong local accent of Pandan, and jokingly said: "Oh, little Aime, Bringing new people here again?"
Aim nodded: "I hope you can take care of it."
The 30-year-old man was full of stubble, a look of sunshine, patted his chest, haha smiled and said: "No problem, leave it to us, we will definitely treat the newcomers kindly, otherwise the distinguished Mr. China I have to scold us again, hahaha..."
Affi can hear that the man’s accent should be Semimi, the ethnic group living in the duchy of Berbor.
Thinking of this, Affi was taken aback, and said in amazement: "The Valkyrie has also lost?"
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