"Alas, there were so many brothers and comrades, but in the end only five people passed through Huangquan Road."
Zhang Feng put on his brand new combat uniform and said with a somewhat sad expression. Along the Huangquan Road, many comrades-in-arms sacrificed sweat and blood, roared, shouted, and struggled, but never flinched. Everything that happened along the way seemed to be vivid in their minds.
"They are all real soldiers and the pride of the country." Yama said.
Zhang Feng looked at this instructor who had always called the special forces soldiers rubbish. He actually spoke so highly of the rubbish he once called him.
The judge driving the car said: "You kid, don't laugh. Director Yuan has already complained to us about your abuse of the suspect. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk out out out out loud. So bald."
Feeling relaxed, Zhang Feng opened up his chatterbox. He laughed twice and said, "Judge, can you please stop slandering me? What I did is all because of you and Professor Hell. After capturing the enemy, you must use any means to obtain it in the shortest possible time." Valuable information. You must not deny it. If the blame comes from above, you and the King of Hell will take the blame."
"Well done!" The King of Hell commented, and then said: "What other ingenious torture methods can I talk about."
Zhang Feng became interested when he heard it, rubbed his palms and said, "Then I'll say it."
"I think the root of torture is fear! The body's ability to withstand pain is stronger than the mind's. As long as enough fear is created, the person being interrogated can break through his mental defenses and take the initiative to reveal all the information he knows."
He saw Li Jian, Chai Chong and others looking at him with interest.
Zhang Feng sneered twice and said: "For example, if the captured prisoner is a man, we can prepare an old goat and a bottle of sesame oil. Do you know what to do next?"
After a pause and arousing everyone's curiosity, Zhang Feng said: "Tear off this prisoner's pants!"
"So what can I do?" Chai Chong asked without realizing it.
"Quack, quack, quack."
When he heard that he was called a jackal by Zhang Feng, Chai Chong's mouth twitched. As expected, the boy couldn't spit out ivory.
Argued: "My code name is Jackal, not Jackal Dog."
Zhang Feng said disapprovingly: "Wolf Dog is a family, why should we be so clearly divided?"
I'm not calling you, of course you don't care. A wolf travels a thousand miles to eat meat, and a dog travels a thousand miles to eat shit. Can it be the same
Chai Chong was so angry that if he didn't go on a mission now, he would definitely have to compete with Zhang Feng.
"This method is good, but there are too many things that need to be prepared. What should I do if I can't find the sesame oil in the wild?" the King of Hell said.
"It's okay. I have other methods here to ensure that you, the King of Hell, will be satisfied."
Hearing Zhang Feng's words, everyone's hearts twitched, and they all doubted whether Zhang Feng could have anything serious in his head.
"It's not difficult to get a few mountain rats in the wild. Just put the mountain rats into the helmet and buckle it on the captive's belly, and then keep tapping the helmet on the outside. The frightened mountain rats will find the soft belly and go inside. Big hole…”