Chapter 177: Mo Xiaosheng's Dangerous Plan (Part II)

Qi Baifeng was confused, with Mo Xiaosheng's wisdom, it was impossible to bring Feng Han, who was not a single soldier with comprehensive combat quality, to complete this dangerous and arduous task, Mo Xiaosheng not only brought it, but also regarded Feng Han as a secret weapon.

Qi Baifeng thought secretly: Either Mo Xiaosheng's brain burned out, or Feng Han had an unknown ability, and Mo Xiaosheng happened to know that Feng Han's special ability was of great help to him to complete the task this time, so Mo Xiaosheng insisted on bringing Feng Han despite his objections. But what skills does Feng Han have? General skills Mo Xiaosheng is not eye-catching.

"Hey, Lao Mo, don't pretend to be asleep, what's so good about Feng Han? You use him as a secret weapon. Qi Baifeng wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"When he comes back after he has booked a room for you, you can ask him how he is." Mo Xiaosheng turned over, turned his back to Qi Baifeng, and stopped talking.

Qi Baifeng touched his nose and was very disappointed. He knew that if he asked again, Mo Xiaosheng would not tell him, so he simply stood up and shook his head gently: "You just pretend, if you can't pretend to be able to put your life in, you will know the price of pretending." ”

Qi Baifeng left, and returned to the room that Feng Han had just booked for him, he was lying on the bed, and his mood was very chaotic. The chaotic thinking made him feel suffocated. He can only follow the route designed for him by Mo Xiaosheng now, and he knows Mo Xiaosheng. This is a wolf who dares to think and do, and never lacks wisdom.

Although he didn't know Mo Xiaosheng's true intention to create the gendarmerie prison, since Mo Xiaosheng had decided to take this move, he would accompany him, even if he accompanied his life, he had no hesitation.

This decision was a sleepless night, Mo Xiaosheng sat up calmly after leaving Qi Baifeng, looked at the lights outside the window, and hummed a song softly.

"Bright girl seventeen or eighteen, thorny cucumbers, tender flowers."

"I have the heart to talk to you, but I don't know what you're thinking?"

"Plum blossoms bloom in the moon, my sister's pretty dream is haunted, as long as you throw me flattery, I dare to pick the stars for nine days."

This is a mountain love song, the song title: "Ask Sister". It tells the story of a young man who falls in love with a girl. The song was originally vigorous and straightforward, but Mo Xiaosheng sang it out of tune.

"Instructor, why do you remember to sing? The song "Ask Sister" is not in this tune, you sang it out of tune, or should I teach you to sing it? Feng Han raised his head from the bed, Mo Xiaosheng's song really made it difficult for him to sleep.

"Out of tune? Is it? Mo Xiaosheng suddenly turned around: "Feng Han, do you know music?" ”

"Reading? What spectrum? I don't know what it is? Feng Han looked stunned, not knowing what Mo Xiaosheng was talking about.

"I don't know what to say, hurry up and go to bed, let me tell you, today you don't get enough sleep, tomorrow you will go to prison, and you won't have a chance to sleep." Mo Xiaosheng glared at Feng Han fiercely and roared.

"Oh." Feng Han replied simply, and then got into the quilt, still thinking in his heart: "Knowing music? What is spectrum? I've only heard of duck breasts, preserved fruits, how come out to read music again? ”

Then he thought: "The instructor is really, he will enter the prison of the gendarmerie tomorrow, I don't know if he is dead or alive, how can he still have the heart to sing and think about what to read, this heart is also big enough." ”

Then I thought: "As long as you can be with the instructor, what does it matter if you live or die?" It would be best if I could complete the task this time, and if I didn't complete the mission, it would be an honor to die with the instructor. ”

"Phew, I Feng Han is dead, it doesn't matter, how can the instructor die, if he dies, our comrades in the assault squad are not allowed to take me from the grave, crush my bones and scatter ashes, besides, there is an instructor here, he is resourceful, and it is always the other party who dies, how can we die so easily."

Thinking of this, Feng Han closed his eyes again, wanting to let himself sleep well, maybe it was really like what instructor Mo Xiaosheng said, he really couldn't sleep if he really wanted to sleep tomorrow.

But Mo Xiaosheng's singing voice is like a spell, although the voice is very low, which makes him unbearable, he doesn't understand why Mo Xiaosheng changed the tone of "Ask Sister", giving people a feeling of sawing wood, jerky and chaotic.

In Mo Xiaosheng's unbearable song, Feng Han, who was tossing and turning, still fell asleep in a daze, but in his sleep, he still had a painful face.

It was already the second half of the night, and Mo Xiaosheng was satisfied with the re-changed "Ask Sister", and sang it several times in a row before he quieted down, got into the quilt, and closed his eyes.

He didn't feel sleepy now, he didn't dare to sleep, and he had to reconsider his plans. Problems at every point in the plan are fatal, and there is no room for manoeuvre.

He opened his eyes again and looked at Feng Han, whose face was full of pain. This was his last weapon, and without him, even if he saw thunder or iron thorns and got the information he wanted, he would not have been able to escape the heavily guarded gendarmerie prison.

"The last hammer is up to you, I hope you can survive to the end without seeing the wrong person." Mo Xiaosheng said in a voice that only he could hear.

He did not have many concerns about the inhumane torture instruments of the gendarmerie prisons, which had cost the precious lives of staunch revolutionaries, and the countless shameful traitors who had lost their dignity and sold their souls under these torture instruments.

He's not putting pressure on himself, hamsters are a living example. After the hamster was caught, the torture of the little devil left no intact skin on his body. The wound on the belly is even more shocking.

The wound was bitten by the little devil and the hamster's intestines flowed out of the wound torn by the dog. It's not the Shenyang Station of the Military Command, and the method of stealing beams and replacing pillars is used, and the hamster is already a dead rat and will not live until now.

Criminal law may not be able to break the will of a determined revolutionary, but the little devil who has lost his conscience will use other methods, even more cruel and inhumane methods.

Liu Dayong has experienced it before, after he gritted his teeth and survived the torture of the little devil. But the little devil grabbed her daughter and wanted to vent her beast-lust in front of him. For the sake of family affection, Liu Dayong betrayed Comrade Haishan and betrayed Comrade Haishan, resulting in Comrade Haishan's sacrifice.

Feng Han may be able to withstand the physical blow given to him by the little devil, can he withstand the mental blow? Mo Xiaosheng asked himself countless times. The answers he got were vague, and until the end, he didn't dare to give himself an answer easily. The prison of the little devil gendarmerie is not a place to invite guests to eat after all, it is a human purgatory full of bloody violence and endless inhuman torture.