When Yan Leng woke up again, he moved his fingers, and then found that he had been tightly tied up and hung in a room full of rotten smells, almost stripped naked, so he had to leave him a pair of underwear, such a scene made him even want to deceive himself.

Yourself this is ...... Captured?

It's really nice to be captured on the first mission, but I don't know how long it has been since I was captured, and whether anyone else has been captured besides myself, and who are the people who captured them? Are those drug lords? But he remembered that Xun Yan said that they went to encircle and suppress a group of drug lords who had fled from country Y by the Interpol to the dense forests of Yaonan, and these drug lords themselves were still desperate, so how could they have time to deliberately use a tranquilizer gun to catch the prisoners? How could they arrest him in such a house?

Yan Leng had too many questions in his heart, and the first problem in front of him was to escape.

The body was hung in the air, unable to focus, Yan Leng tried to hook his fingers, trying to climb the rope hanging him, but found that without relying on it, there was nowhere to borrow strength, he couldn't rely on the strength of his two index fingers to hang himself up at all.

Yan Leng is not a person who likes to sit still, giving up is never in his life dictionary, the more desperate the situation, the more he will not give up.

Yan Leng thought about it, completely relied on the strength of his waist and abdomen to prop up the second half of his life, and his two index fingers also hooked the rope above, folding his body almost in half, and then his whole body was loosened, and he swung back, and his body was completely swinging. When his body was almost at the limit, Yan Leng bent upward, and as soon as his feet were wrong, he was fixed on the rope in an extremely twisted posture.

Finally, there is a place to borrow, and the anti-binding skills taught in the army are finally useful.

However, the rope of these grandsons is really tight, and the rope is almost embedded in the arm, especially when this posture is so twisted, which adds to the difficulty.

After a lot of effort, Yan Leng finally got the ropes on his hands and feet open, and at this time, he could be regarded as regaining his mobility.

Walking around this room, there was no monitor, no tools to use, not even a piece of iron, which made Yan Leng frown.

It looks like it's going to be bad.

Suddenly, Yan Leng's ears pricked up, and he heard a voice in the distance, which became clearer and clearer, and if there were people, the situation would be even worse.

Yan Leng looked at the rope on the ground, the corners of his mouth twitched, he was the legendary cocoon self-restraint.

Sure enough, the target of the visitors was this room.

Yan Leng was still pretending to be dizzy, but peeked at the three people who came in.

This look, as well as the breath of this monkey rushing to the face, is the little devil of country Y can't be wrong, but how could they deliberately catch themselves as a captive?

“！@#￥%…… amp; amp;*" A little devil of country Y opened his mouth to speak, but Yan Leng really did not systematically learn Y Chinese, and the few words that he rarely knew were all learned by his comrades-in-arms when they were in the mountains, and among the scarce known Y Chinese, at least half of them were used for swearing.

"I know you're awake, don't pretend. ”

Yan Leng was startled, and slowly opened his eyes, since he was recognized, let's come openly.

It was the person who stood behind the little devil of country Y who spoke just now, listening to the Chinese language that still has the flavor of China's strong local dialect, Yan Leng felt sneered, and suddenly began to miss those guys in the boot camp, and felt that those short-sighted and cautious guys had also become cute.

"Mr. Hu said, let you tell your identity. (The words of the devil of country Y are omitted below, and they are translated by default.) ）

"Don't you know who I am?"

"Hehe, if you're just an ordinary Chinese sniper, why do those Chinese pounce like crazy?"

"Then why did you go to such lengths to arrest me?" Yan Leng already knew from the moment he saw that the tranquilizer bullet was fired from his comrade's trench that his comrade-in-arms had been killed, and the purpose was himself. But what he couldn't understand was why these people wanted to arrest him, and when they met an enemy who killed their comrades on the battlefield, shouldn't they want to kill him?

"You're worth a lot of money. ”

"Oh? I suddenly wondered how much I was worth. ”

"Two hundred thousand dollars. ”

“…… You are mercenaries. ”

"Perhaps. ”

"You came to China to arrest me. Every sentence was in an affirmative tone, and this was the only reason Yan Leng could think of for them to catch themselves.

"Chinese, you are very smart, so let's say, who are you?"

"Does it make sense?"

"Of course, the Chinese are crazy, they actually blocked the entire Dunyak jungle, with you, we can't get out at all, and now, they are like crazy, they are still filling people inside, and if this continues, we will die in this forest." ”

"So you should trade me for my life. ”

"No, I'm going to change twenty-one lives, they are all from my hometown who came out with me, and I must take them back. ”

"But that's not why you have to know who I am, let's be honest, or you won't hear a word from my mouth. ”

"It's so cunning, well, Chinese, tell you, I'm going to raise the price. ”

"Take it all on both sides?"

“…… Chinese, sometimes it's not a good thing to be too smart. ”

"I took it as a compliment to me. ”

"Well, whatever you want, I'll have to pry something out of your mouth, or I won't be able to speak to my employer. ”

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who sells someone and counts the money for me?"

"Chinese, you have to tell me, otherwise it won't do you any good." ”

"Hehe, you can try it. ”

"Well, anyway, the employer only said that he wanted a living person, not a whole person, and if you had something missing, I don't think he would have deducted my wages. ”

……

"Oh, why are you Chinese like this, what do you call this? Would you rather die than give in?"

"Heh" Yan Leng could still laugh, while being whipped all over his body, blood splashed on his face, and at the same time, he had to hang himself up with his arms, because the one of the three people who had not spoken had been holding a submachine gun at him, if he was found to have untied the rope, I am afraid he really had no chance to escape.

"I really don't understand, it doesn't do you any harm to say it, why would you rather be beaten like this than say it?" Mr. Hu waved his whip vigorously while trying to break Yan Leng's psychology with words.

"......" Yan coldly hooked the corners of his mouth and closed his eyes.

While closing his eyes would amplify the pain again, he needed to think about something, and this level of whipping wasn't enough to shake him in the slightest.

Obviously, this time someone hired this group of mercenaries composed of people from Country Y, pretending to be drug dealers, which attracted the attention of Interpol, and successfully acted out the play, fishing for the Tigers, or rather, for himself.

And when they were captured, the strong reaction of the army aroused the suspicion of the little devils, and they became more and more sure that they were a big fish, so on the one hand, they no longer satisfied with the price given by their employers, and wanted to make themselves open their mouths and force their employers to raise prices; on the other hand, the strict blockade of the army made it difficult for them to escape with them, so they wanted to extort another sum of money from China and ask for a way out.

Of course, the premise of all this is that they don't know that they are Yan Long's grandson, but just need a valuable fat sheep kidnapped by them, and once they know his true identity, I am afraid that they will immediately tear up the ticket, and then disappear from it, change their faces, and hide from the pursuit of Fang Xiu from China until death.

The chairman of the Nantian Group can move, but the grandson of the commander of the Beijing Military Region and the vice chairman of the Military Commission is not something they can move, if they find out their true identity, they will definitely die, and if he takes the initiative to reveal that he is the chairman of the Nantian Group, it will undoubtedly make them doubt their true identity even more, because the chairman of the Nantian Group will not appear in the border army anyway, and if it is not for these identities, he will not have such a high value.

Therefore, Yan Leng could only keep silent, saying that everything was wrong.

The whip was still waving, and Yan Leng's body could hardly find a piece of intact skin, and there were even blood grooves ploughed out of his chest, and the pain was not numb, it was still superimposing, as if it was endless.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Leng finally fainted in this torture, and until he fell unconscious, he still subconsciously clung to the rope and did not let go.

And before he fell into a coma, Yan Leng finally thought of a question that he had ignored for a long time-

Why does he have a whip in his hand?

"Ah!...... Belch. ”

Soldering iron.

Yan Leng only felt that his entire chest was scorched, and he bit his entire lower lip to stop the roar he blurted out.

Why is there a Chinese translator? Why is there a whip? Why is there a soldering iron?

If this Chinese translator can be said to have been coerced and lured by them, then how to find the whip and soldering iron for torture in the dense forest of Yaonan?

It's illogical.

And when all this is logical, it all has a common explanation, which is a trap against him.

The drug lord of Country Y at the beginning was real, and it was also true that a narcotic bomb flew out of the trench of his comrades and hit him, and the reason why he didn't realize it was not because he was careless, but because it was a trap for himself.

If so, then everything makes sense.

Therefore, there is only one possibility for all this, and this is the meeting gift of "North Blade".

Smelling the burning smell of skin and flesh in the air, and feeling the raging pain in his chest, Yan Leng, who wanted to poke it directly, decided to endure it, he wanted to give Zhang Beige a return gift.

After counting the hours, Yan Leng survived the torture for an hour, it was already dark, Yan Leng found an appropriate time and fainted again.

Sure enough, to this extent, it was no longer suitable for further progress, and they finally poured a bucket of salt water on Yan Leng's body, watching Yan Leng wake up in pain and faint instantly, and went out with laughter.

No one knew that at that moment, Yan Leng bit the tip of his tongue, forcibly endured the physiological exhaustion, and forced himself to stay awake.

Hearing the sound outside the door gradually moving away, Yan Leng let go of his arm and put himself down.

Looking at his embarrassed wounds and his hands trembling uncontrollably, Yan snorted coldly, the master has never suffered such a big loss in his life, Zhang Beige, don't blame the master for being ruthless.

No one thought that Yan Leng would run out at all, their precautions were just ordinary precautions, and they couldn't prevent Yan Leng from leaving at all. But Yan Leng didn't think about leaving like this at all, he had to leave something for Zhang Beige.

"It's on fire!

"Hurry!"

"Hurry up and put out the fire!"

Suddenly, the camp was overturned, several flammable spots caught fire together, and then a huge explosion startled everyone.

"This—This is a bomb ?!!"

Zhang Beige squinted his eyes and looked at the explosion point, and smiled, smiling a little weirdly, "Flour bomb, interesting." ”

Then his face turned cold, "Arrest someone!"

At this time, Yan Leng had already driven the military vehicle for two miles, and when he ran out of the forest, he honorably stayed in the villager's house as a wounded soldier. Although he couldn't understand all the words, Yan Leng still felt the heartfelt enthusiasm of his fellow countrymen.

This is the hard work of countless people, if we have to use one word to describe it, we can call it the people's heart.

So, the glorious soldier Yan Leng ate the pheasant that he had beaten and borrowed from his fellow countrymen's pot to stew with his own hands, and waited for his comrades-in-arms to catch up.

Sure enough, it was Zhang Beige who took the lead in arriving.

Yan Leng had a smile in his eyes, but his face was still serious.

"Hello chief. "A meticulous military salute.

Before Zhang Beige could speak, a "ragged shirt" next to him scolded him first.

"Do you know how bad your behavior is? Do you know how much damage you have caused to the troops? Fortunately, we put out the fire in time, otherwise there would have been non-combat attrition!"

"I've surveyed all the ignition points, and there will be almost no casualties, and as for non-combat attrition, it's not to mention, we seem to be the only one in non-combat attrition. With that, Yan Leng pulled off his clothes, until now, he had not taken medicine. It's not a joke not to take a stitch from the masses, so he has endured it until now with a wound and a somewhat low-grade fever.

"You!" "You!" the ragged clothes were so angry that he almost leaned over, and then pointed to the chicken that Yan Leng had just eaten, "The People's Liberation Army doesn't take a stitch from the masses, people like you ......"

"I did it myself. ”

"Your clothes ......"

"This is an internal property of the PLA. ”

"Your ...... Medicine"

"What kind of nose is this? Come, smell, is this wound medicated? ”

Zhang Beige, who had not spoken, finally spoke, "Good job." ”

"Thank you. Yan Leng accepted it politely at all, joke, what is he enduring until now? If he wants to poke it, he will already be pierced, why endure it until now, and drive the car out of the forest with a body injury.

If it's just punctured, then a sentence of training and trial needs will be taken lightly, then no one will find him to make up for the loss he has suffered, how worthless it is, he won't do that loss-making thing.

"What was the result of the temptation?"

"It's so realistic, I almost didn't even see it. ”

"How do you see that?"

"The translator, and the torture equipment you can find in the woods, hehe. ”

"Anything else?"

"The way the rope that binds me is exactly the same way that the villagers here tie up wild boars. ”

"Anything else?"

“…… Those two people from country Y only have the smell of nasty monkeys, but there is no smell of gunsmoke. He hadn't heard of the whip too far away before, but when he put the soldering iron on me, he found out. Although it has been a few hours, if they really have made a tragic breakthrough as they said, there will not be a smell of gunpowder on their bodies. ”

"You can still smell the soldering iron?!" Now, that ragged shirt was shocked, what kind of person is this, can you still notice the smell of the other party when it hurts like that?!

"What's more, they said ruthlessly, they want to get something from me, but they really started to do it, it hurts, but they don't hurt the bones much, at most the ribs are a little contusion, the mercenaries come to torture in order to set information, they will not only use this means, and they don't even meet the standard of torture. Ignoring the ragged clothes, Yan stared at Zhang Beige coldly and said to himself.

“…… I've read your information, and you haven't been trained to torture, so how do you know so clearly. ”

"I've read a novel and add a few points of analysis. "Jokes, Yan Leng can't say that he has a friend who is the elite of this industry.

"That's right, it's their soft hands, waiting for you to come over, the real torture training will make you unforgettable. ”

"What's the point?"

"You passed. (To be continued.) )