Outside the container where Ma San was being held, Zhao Yi and An Yanxin, the leader of the SEAL team, were meeting. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

An Yanxin is not tall, slightly shorter than Zhao Yi, estimated to be 1.70 meters. On his chest is a HK416 automatic rifle of German origin. Carrying a .45 caliber HKSOCOM Ark23M0d0 pistol was pinned to their waist, and they weren't going to use the M9, a big road item like the sleeve that would fall off.

"There is a Qing cavalry captured by our reconnaissance team yesterday, and we have no interrogation training personnel here, and I want you to help." For the famous Navy SEALs, Zhao Yi is still full of curiosity and respect.

"Sir, what information do you need from him? When is it needed? An Yanxin's words were concise and clear.

"We need information on the deployment of the Qing army in Jinzhou City, and yesterday's aerial reconnaissance showed that there was a Qing army about 4 kilometers outside the city, which was very close to the vanguard of the Japanese army. It's very likely that we will be able to turn in the fire today, but we haven't grasped the movements of our pig teammates yet, you try your best to get the deployment of the Qing army in Jinzhou City as soon as possible, if they collapse, we will be attacked on both sides. Zhao Yi roughly explained the situation to An Yanxin.

"Understood, sir."

"Also, this is the historical advisor of the command, Yang Xiaodong. Let him cooperate with your interrogation, and perhaps it will be useful to gain historical knowledge. Zhao Yi introduced Yang Xiaodong to An Yanxin.

After Zhao Yi saluted An Yanxin and signaled to disband, An Yanxin returned the salute and turned around and walked towards the container.

With a squeak, the door of the container opened, and An Yanxin glanced at the two Navy SEALs, who stepped into the container and lifted Ma San huddled in the corner.

Ma San was still asleep at this time, and he was suddenly set up, and he was awakened suddenly. As soon as he opened his eyes, his eyes were still black and oppressive under the hood, and he instinctively wanted to shout for help, but he could only whine.

Ma San's arms were tightly held by the two SEALs, and his legs had been tied since he was captured yesterday, and he struggled to twist his body to resist for a while before giving up. He was dragged to a tent like a dog.

The base had been busy building fortifications yesterday and had no time to set up tents, and most of the soldiers slept in foxholes last night, simply covering them with camouflage nets and making do for the night. Only female soldiers, with the permission of the military doctor, Major Han Mei, were allowed to spend the night in an empty area of the hospital.

This tent used to interrogate Ma San was the first tent set up in the base today, and Zhao Yi directly allocated it to the Navy SEALs for interrogation.

In the tent, everything was so basic, there were no seats. The SEALs directly asked Ma San to kneel on the ground, while An Yanxin and Yang Xiaodong sat on a stool made of empty ammunition boxes, facing Ma San.

One of the SEALs removes Masan's hood and the rags he says before exiting the tent and standing guard at the door.

The hood was taken off, and Ma San's eyes saw the light again, but his eyes couldn't adapt for a while, and he was pierced by the light. He didn't dare to make a loud noise, for fear of annoying the people who had kidnapped him. Last night he hit the iron wall and made a noise, which made people beat fat, and this time he learned to be obedient.

After his eyes slowly adjusted to the light in the tent, Ma San found that there were two people sitting opposite him, a slightly older man with a sinister face, presumably a leader or something. The gaze staring at him was really penetrating.

The other person is a white-faced little student, he looks really handsome, this appearance and this figure are also a sought-after horn in Beiping City, it is estimated that he is a rabbit master, it should be the old one.

If Yang Xiaodong knew what Ma San was thinking, he would definitely go up directly and give him a few big mouths. is a good straight male cancer patient, and he is forced to be called a rabbit master.

Ma San saw that neither of them had braids or shaved their heads, and wondered if he would not really be tied up by the Japanese. In these days, there is no such thing as a revolutionary party, and the eastern face that does not shave his head and does not have braids is not Japanese.

Ma San's inner dialogue if these two heard, it must be indispensable to the mouth, in their original time and space, the Chinese people were called Japanese, which was a great insult to people, if someone was misunderstood like this, most of them would scold you that your whole family is Japanese.

An Yanxin looked at Ma San and didn't speak, so it passed for a while. Ma San didn't know what kind of wind he was smoking, so he probably thought that he was tied up in the military camp of the Japanese people. Suddenly there was a loud scream.

"If you want to kill or chop, listen to it. The head fell to the ground, but the bowl had a large scar, and the master was a good man after twenty years. Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat. ”

Ma San shouted all in one breath when he was tied up yesterday, because he was gagged and didn't shout out.

Yang Xiaodong gave Ma San a sudden roar, and he almost didn't laugh out loud. What is this, these sentences are not next to each other at all.

"What are you doing, when I'm a vegetable market, I'm going to show it to the public here. Or when I'm a flyover, I'm going to talk about it here. An Yanxin has a pure Beijing film.

"Yo, aren't the two masters co-authored by the two masters?" As soon as Ma Sanyi heard An Yanxin's accent, he knew that he was an authentic Beijinger.

An Yanxin's Beijing film is not the kind imitated by outsiders, it has to be a native of Beiping, and it has to be the kind of mix that comes out of the alley string to have this kind of tone.

"Betama is close to me in this set, kneel well" An Yanxin didn't answer his stubble.

An Yanxin took out a military dagger, skillfully opened a can, and turned to face Yang Xiaodong.

"Have you eaten, come a little?" An Yanxin asked Yang Xiaodong.

Yang Xiaodong took a look, assorted canned fruits, yellow peaches, cherries, and several kinds of fruits. I thought, rub, it's really a seal, there are good goods in our hands, in addition to the few slices of yellow peaches in the individual soldier's rations, we also sent an orange for dinner yesterday.

Considering that he was still in the process of interrogation, Yang Xiaodong shook his head and refused An Yanxin's invitation, although the jar contained fruits that were basically his favorite food.

"Well, then I'll eat by myself, I'm late tonight, and I haven't eaten breakfast yet." An Yanxin completely ignored Ma San, who was kneeling on the ground. He actually got up late, and he was on duty last night in the second half of the night.

Yang Xiaodong shook his head, somehow, from Ma San's point of view, it turned out to be a little charming.

What is the origin of this angry face, there is actually a good husband in this marching camp, and Ma San secretly guesses the origin of An Yanxin. And Yang Xiaodong lay down again, a good straight man, and became the rabbit master in Ma San's heart.

An Yanxin finished eating the canned food slowly, and then gently put the iron can on the open space mountain beside him, and played with the military dagger.

Ma San looked at An Yanxin's style, it was really calm, and the servility in his body began to make trouble, he bent down slightly, looked at the ground with his eyes, and only looked at the two people in front of him with his spare eyes. This subtle action shows that he has obeyed from the bottom of his heart.

It shouldn't be that Baylor, this can't be, I haven't heard that the imperial court has sent reinforcements again, and besides, this hair is not braided, what kind of rule is it? Ma San wondered in his heart.

"Which flag? What is it called? "An Yanxin has put enough scores.

"The little horse is rich and rich, and the one with the yellow flag. The third in the family, I had pockmarks when I was a child, and my neighbors called me Masan. An Yanxin opened his mouth, and Ma San reported the family tree like a bean.

"Okay, don't shake that little in your family, tell me who is so leading, dare to pull a team to do it with the Japanese outside Jinzhou City, right?" An Yanxin does not play cards according to the routine at all.

"Yes, yes, that is the general army of Zhengding Town, Zhili, led the Gong Guard Army, a total of 3 battalions and 2,200 people, set up a base in Taishan to snipe the Japanese." Ma San hurriedly replied.

"It's also a man, so who is guarding this Golden State City?" An Yanxin seemed absent-minded, constantly playing with the dagger.

"Back to my lord's words, it is Lord Lian Shun, the deputy capital of Jinzhou, who led the 3rd battalion of infantry and two sentinels of the Jiesheng battalion to garrison Jinzhou City." Ma San will use honorifics.

Ma San knew very well that if he refused to answer, or if he had something to hide, the person with an angry face in front of him would have many ways to make himself speak. Watching him skillfully play with the black dagger, Ma San felt panicked. Just now he used this dagger to easily dismantle an iron can, and to dismantle the parts on his body, isn't that a piece of cake?

was thrown in a concentration box overnight, and was beaten by fat during the period, and the hungry Ma San finally knew that his tolerance limit was here. Just now, he used what little courage he had to shout out all the words he could remember the storyteller about the martyr's departure.

However, this guy with a sinister face saw through his hole cards at a glance. Ma Shan wanted to ask for a happy death, but An Yanxin's few words made Ma San understand whether he was happy or not, and he could accompany you to play a good show of cramping and pulling out bones.

Ma San shouted slogans, and An Yanxin's reply meant, you want me to kill you happily, no way, stop acting, I know through you. Then I finished breakfast slowly, which means, when I am full, I will slowly toss with you.

This is a bit similar to the black dialect, Ma San, who often mixes in Sijiu City, how can there be anything that he doesn't understand. was immediately cowardly, he couldn't survive the punishment, and there was no need to go through it.

Immediately afterwards, Ma Shan shook out a lot of information about the defense of Jinzhou City. There was some information that he shouldn't have at all. However, Ma San likes to connect everywhere and pull people to make money. There are a lot of people who play money in various battalions and posts, and when they are playing, how can there be any sense of secrecy?

After Ma San's description, the Qing army's defense in Jinzhou City is almost understood. It's just that the Gong Guards led by Xu Bangdao came from Lushun to garrison Jinzhou City, and Ma San didn't know much about their situation. However, it still roughly describes this Qing army that dared to fight the Japanese army in the field, and the overall evaluation is that there are many recruits and poor equipment.

Ma San poured a bean-like explanation on one side, and Yang Xiaodong recorded it on the side. After Ma San finished explaining, An Yanxin gave him a look, and he took this interrogation record to find Zhao Yi.

An Yanxin asked the SEALs guarding outside the tent to feed Ma San some water, and by the way, he untied the straps on his feet. It allows him to move and restore poor blood circulation in the lower limbs.

At this time, Ma San felt that his little life was probably saved.