Chapter 150: Smith's Means
Back in the barracks, Assad was very considerate and separated the few people named by Xu Ziling and locked them up, so that they had no chance to speak.
Several people separated and went back to their rooms, and Xu Ziling told a few people about his discovery. Of course, he only said that when he was observing the battlefield, he stumbled upon a tattoo in the Free Army, and after checking the information, he learned that the tattoo belonged to a separatist group, so he thought of arresting them alive to see if he could get some news of terrorists from them.
After the Free Army abandoned its weapons and surrendered, Xu Ziling had the action of picking off a few Free Army shirts to check, and Yang Kaiming and a few of them also saw it, and they didn't doubt that what he said was an excuse at all.
In Lijian, there are professional intelligence officers, and the three of them are naturally not particularly proficient in interrogation, but Smith is different, this guy usually does whatever it takes to complete the task, and he is very good at torture, so Xu Ziling and the three of them handed over this task to Smith, and Smith also had the intention of showing his hand in front of them, as soon as they said it, he immediately agreed, and let them rest assured that this matter would be handed over to him, and he promised to do it well.
In fact, it's not that the three of them Xu Ziling can't handle this matter, but considering Smith. In the days they were with Smith, Smith always did his best to do what he did, and they also had a feeling, a team, and probably the most important thing is trust.
And this trust is also slowly cultivated, and no one can trust a stranger who suddenly comes out, especially if Smith is from another country. But after all these days of contact, they decided that Smith was still worthy of their trust.
Of course, they can't fully trust him, it is undeniable that in the days from Afghanistan to Syria, Smith's role is self-evident, from the bits and pieces of his relationship, Xu Ziling They are also willing to accept him, so appropriately let him have access to some secrets and give him some tasks, so that he can increase the cohesion between their teams faster.
A few people decided the matter in the room, and they went out of the room, ready to interrogate the people.
Coming to the room where the Free Army was being held, the guards were obviously instructed by Assad to see several of them coming, and without asking a word, they opened the door directly and let them in.
Inside is a large room that has been converted into a single single room, like the kind of cell that is common in prisons. One by one, the doors are also welded with thumb-thick steel bars, so that important people can be held alone and can also effectively prevent people from escaping.
The guards led them to a few private cells, signaled that these were the people they wanted, and then told them to point to the end of a row of cells, and told them that a small room over there was a place for interrogation, and that there were tools and the like, and then handed the keys to the private rooms to Smith, who was in the lead, and told them to say hello loudly if something happened, and turned to go outside.
Although these people surrendered, when they saw Xu Ziling and the others at this time, they all looked at them with vicious eyes, as if they wanted to eat them. Probably seeing a few of them coming, thinking that they would do something to them, they were completely devoid of the honesty they had when they were captured. But except for Xu Ziling, all of them are experienced people, who cares about their eyes, and although Xu Ziling has not been through many battles, there are many headshots by him, and his nerves have been exercised a lot, and he is also familiar with these eyes.
Smith walked around the cells of several people, picked one of the most vicious-looking, opened the door, and pulled him out. These captured people, everyone's hands were helped, at this time Smith pulled him, he scolded Xu Ziling for words they didn't understand, and at the same time struggled hard, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from Smith's big hand.
Smith had said before that he didn't need Xu Ziling and a few of them to help, just let them watch, there were such words in front, at this time Xu Ziling and they naturally wouldn't help him, seeing him pulling the prisoner to the interrogation room, they didn't speak, and followed directly.
When I entered the room, I saw dark red blood stains on the ground and a row of torture instruments such as whips and iron rods on the wall, and these things were also stained with blood. Seeing this, Xu Ziling knew that Asad and they had also done a lot of bloody things here, but the person who did it today was just changed.
Xu Ziling and the others also wanted to see Smith's methods, so they didn't open their mouths one by one, but just followed behind and watched. Inside, Smith first glanced around the room, and when he saw a simple wooden shelf for tying people, he took the captive and walked over, and tied him to it as he struggled and cursed.
After tying him up, Smith didn't open his mouth to interrogate, and directly tore a piece of his clothes and stuffed it in his mouth. Although this guy couldn't make a sound, he still looked at Smith with fierce eyes, and his mouth also made a "woo...... sound.
Xu Ziling felt a little strange in his heart, this interrogation, he gaged his mouth before he opened his mouth to ask, what is going on? looked at Yang Kaiming and Li Cheng, and found that the two of them were also confused, so they had to continue to read patiently.
Smith was completely deaf to his "whining ......" sound, just looked at Xu Ziling and them, motioned for him to start, then took a whip from the wall, put it in a half-filled tank of water on the side and soaked it, and when the whip was wet, he picked it up and whipped it at the captive.
"Pop", a loud whip was thrown away, and the prisoner's clothes were torn at once, "woo woo ......", a blood mark appeared from his torn clothes, and his whole body wanted to curl up in pain, but his hands were tied again, and he could not let him do what he wanted, which made him even more painful.
Smith didn't look at him either, and after the whip was finished, the whip was drawn again, and the captive, whose hands were tied to the shelf, could only twist his body with a "whine...... scream to reduce the pain. But his movements could not match Smith's whip after whip, and in a short time, more than a dozen lashes fell on him.