In the interrogation room, under the dim light, He Yan was stunned when he heard Gu Baishun's words.
Soon, he came back to his senses and asked with a frown, "I... I don't understand what you mean at all... What did I lie to you about?"
Gu Baishun looked at the wounded and depressed He Yan in front of him, and said with his hands inserted: "If I hadn't discovered that you were lying to me, you might have been able to get away with it by continuing to lie. Unfortunately, now that I have discovered it, you still want to answer me in this way. You are insulting my intelligence."
As he spoke, Gu Baishun stretched out three fingers: "I can give you three seconds. If you don't tell the truth, you know what you are about to face."
Hearing this, He Yan's body trembled slightly, but he remained silent and did not speak.
"three… "
Gu Baishun slowly put down a finger, and He Yan's face was numb.
"two… "
Gu Baishun put down another finger. He Yan bit his lip and still said nothing.
"one!"
Gu Baishun put down his last finger, and without any hesitation, he stood up and walked out.
“Bang.”
The stool was knocked away, and He Yan suddenly woke up. Looking at Gu Baishun's figure going away, the last bit of defense in his heart collapsed. He stretched out his twisted and deformed fingers and shouted at the other party: "Wait, wait! I'll tell you everything!"
Gu Baishun stopped, slowly turned around and looked at He Yan who was emotionally broken.
…
In Longcheng, on the edge of the city, in a garrison camp.
This is a group of garrisons that have just been replaced and are resting. A temporary medical facility has been set up in the camp, and a large number of wounded soldiers are being treated and recuperating.
"ah!"
"Tranquilizer!"
"Hold him down! Quick!"
Many wounded soldiers looked miserable, with missing arms and legs everywhere. They endured inhuman pain and screamed continuously.
Medical staff were busy treating the wounded soldiers. Some of the wounded soldiers were seriously injured and needed amputation. Even if they survived, they would be basically disabled.
In the nearby camp, a large number of soldiers were resting. Hearing the screams coming from the medical area next door, many of them looked gloomy and kept their heads down in silence.
A sad atmosphere is lingering in the camp.
At this time, a middle-aged man in military uniform was sitting in the tent used for meetings, smoking a cigarette with a serious look on his face. Beside him sat six or seven officers, all of whom were his core members who had been following him for many years.
One of them couldn't sit still anymore. He looked at the middle-aged man and said urgently, "Brother, we can't hesitate any longer! We have to decide now whether to do it or not!"
The man was about forty years old and had a square face. When he saw the middle-aged man didn't say anything, he immediately pointed outside and said in an increasingly urgent voice: "Brother! Take a look at what's happening outside!"
After hearing what the square-faced man said, someone else said, "Old Two is right! I think we can't wait any longer! Tan Hengqiang's decisiveness in this matter is a piece of shit! I don't understand what he is thinking! Originally, our Longcheng garrison was the most orthodox force, but now what? Li Mingsheng's team and the Chinese district have decided to use the Mexicans as the main battlefield, and we, the regular army, have become cannon fodder! What a fuck! I have never fought such a frustrating battle in my life!"
"Yes, big brother!" Square Face took back the words and continued, "The Renmin Army, the An forces, and our garrison, total less than 100,000 people! But what kind of opponent are we facing? They are from District 1! They have a complete and sharp air force, as well as naval power, and hundreds of thousands of elite troops on land! Tell me, how do we fight this battle? Can we hold on?!"
These words resonated with many officers present, and they all nodded in agreement.
Another burly officer couldn't help but say, "Yes, since the start of the war, my troops have lost one-third of their personnel. Is this a war? Isn't this just suicide? I just can't understand why we let the regular army help the miscellaneous army and use our lives to buy time for them. Why?"
"Have you heard everyone's opinions, big brother?" The square-faced man said indignantly, "The biggest reason for this is that Tan Hengqiang was too hesitant in his decision before! He always wanted to have it both ways, but now, after the merger of the two companies, he hasn't even determined who is the core, and he is in cahoots with the other party! Isn't this a joke? Big brother, think about it carefully. Tan Hengqiang is now at a dead end. He definitely can't not join Lao Li's team, because he is completely on the opposite side of District 1, and can only go down one path to the end! But we brothers are different. Why should we be tied to him and jump into the fire pit with him?"
"Yeah, yeah, with so many brothers, why should we help Lao Li's team take the blame?"
"That's right. If we keep fighting like this, all of us brothers will be finished!"
Everyone was talking about it, expressing their dissatisfaction. The middle-aged man frowned and smoked a cigarette, listening to the complaints of his brothers without saying a word.
The square-faced man said anxiously, "Brother, don't hesitate! We can never win the defense of Longcheng! To put it bluntly, it's a matter of time. Will it fall in ten days or one month? Does it make a big difference to us? Why did he leave his son Tan Mingchao in the city? He will just run away if we lose the battle! By then, none of us brothers will be able to escape. We will either die on the battlefield or be dragged out and shot one by one! Look outside, every second that passes, our brothers are being consumed! Listen again, listen to the screams of our brothers! Brother, all of us will listen to you! As long as you give an order, our brothers will follow you!!"
At this point, everyone's eyes fell on the middle-aged man. The latter smoked a cigarette, thought for a long time, and still didn't say anything.
The square-faced man thought for a moment and said, "Brother, just wait and see. Even if you don't move, there will be a lot of people in the Dragon City administration who will cooperate with District 1. There will definitely be a lot of people who will help them! By then, even if we want to eat some hot soup, we won't be able to eat it."
The middle-aged man pondered for a long time, put out his cigarette, turned his head and said to everyone: "You should go back first, stick to your posts, and don't move around too often..."
…
Dragon City, the whole bureau.
Gu Baishun sat back in his chair and looked at He Yan in front of him.
He Yan sat on the chair, sweat on his forehead, and asked in a trembling voice: "You...how do you know I lied to you?"
Gu Baishun intervened and said, "The man who assassinated our Su Bureau was caught in the Chinese District."
He Yan was stunned.
Gu Baishun looked at him and asked word by word: "Tell me, who is that plastic surgery face you are talking about?"
He Yan clenched his fists, hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed, lowered his head and said: "It's Wang An, he is not dead."
Hearing this, Gu Baishun's head buzzed and he stood there in a daze.
… … …
I feel uneasy if I stop writing, so I will post two chapters. These two days, I finally realized what it means to live a life worse than death. It was so uncomfortable, with repeated high fevers, and every bone in my body seemed to be cracked. I felt so painful that I wanted to bang my head against the wall. I started writing sporadically in the afternoon, and I had to check a line of words more than ten times. I was afraid that I didn't even know what I wrote. Fortunately, I managed to finish two chapters.
I won't post tomorrow morning, because I had a high fever and couldn't sleep well last night, so I couldn't get up early to write. Brothers, I will slowly update after I get through a few days. Remember to keep what you owe me.