"I've told everything I know......" Tunchin now sat in his chair, his eyes hanging his head blankly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 In front of him were four white men in camouflage uniforms without logos, as strong as bears. One of them, with golden eyebrows, body hair, and a bearded white man who looked to be in his forties for many years, glanced at the other man next to him, who was thinner and had short shaved chestnut hair. There was an inquiring look in his eyes.

The chestnut-haired man looked through the notebook on the table, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Forty-two interrogations before and after, and sixty methods have been changed. The confessions obtained were largely consistent. And according to the background check, and the basics. He did not receive special anti-punishment training. To sum up, what he said is basically true. ”

The white man with thick body hair and a big glance at it nodded. Then he led the group out of the windowless room, illuminated by the headlights and did not know the day or night. "Knock knock knock...... knock on the room door, and the small window on the door is opened.

Outside, a masked man with a masked face covering his face and only revealing brown eyes opened the small window to take a look, and then "click~" closed the small window and "rumbl......ed" to open the heavy iron door. With the papers in hand, the four white men left the gloomy interrogation room in silence.

He nodded to the two masked men outside the interrogation room, and the four walked directly down the corridor in front of them. Walk through a dimly lit corridor outside the door and walk out about two hundred meters. You will see a mossy staircase. Walking up the stairs for about a hundred steps, I saw two other masked men holding MP5s and watching them warily.

At the end of the stairs is a heavy iron gate. The four of them were standing outside the iron gate, and the two men in black had already looked over. He looked at them several times. Confirming that it was only the four of them, one of the two men in black pressed a red button on the wall.

"Beep~~~Click......" The crisp sound of mechanical gear rotation sounded, and the iron fence gate was slowly pushed away from the side. After the four of them moved away from the iron fence, they came to an under-platform where the two masked men were. After a final inspection, a masked man pressed his finger on the spot next to the unknown block.

The sound of "click......click" gears was heard, and after a while, a wall on the left side of the platform slowly opened to reveal an elevator. The bearded white man nodded to the two masked men, and then climbed into the elevator with the other three men and the confessions in their hands.

After the four of them got in, the elevator slowly closed. Then the "click~click......" moved upward. None of the four spoke along the way. Everyone looked straight ahead and remained silent. The elevator slowly stopped, and the place where they appeared turned out to be an ordinary-looking warehouse.

Inside the warehouse, countless workers are busy. The workers seemed to have gotten used to being in and out of the place, and they didn't look at the four of them. The four didn't bother with anyone either. Just looking straight ahead, he slowly walked out of the elevator in an arrow formation and walked towards the sun-drenched warehouse door.

Outside the warehouse, a black Chevrolet sedan was parked. The four of them got into the car, and the bearded white man sat in the back seat. The skinny white man pulled the cab open. The car "woo~!" With a roar, the dust was gone.

By the time the car stopped again, it was already evening. The location is a restaurant on the outskirts of New York. The four of them got out of the car and entered the restaurant called "River". A waitress in simple overalls greeted her with a smile, and the four of them ordered some pasta at random. Then walk towards the second floor.

Although the stairs are marked with the words "Work area, please do not enter". But the four of them walked straight to the second floor as if they hadn't seen anything. What's even more strange is that the waitress didn't stop them. Instead, he lowered his head and went to the kitchen on his own.

On the second floor, there is a corridor hung with incandescent lights. On both sides of the corridor are offices one after another. The four of them drove down the corridor to the last room. But I saw the bearded white man knock lightly on the door, "Tuk Tuk~!" ”

"Come in~!" A deep voice rang out inside. The man didn't seem to care who was outside the door, and he was very relieved about it. The bearded white man heard the answer inside, and then opened the door with a "click~". Walked in with three other people.

But in the room, there was a bald man sitting with a bald head and a pair of glasses. He is a very obese, bloated white man who looks to be around 50 years old. The fat on his face drooped a little, and he just raised his eyelids when the four of them walked in. Then he continued to bow his head and write something: "You sit! ”

The four of them were not polite, and sat down in this office. Behind the big fat white man was a window with curtains closed. To his left, there is a huge bookcase. Behind the dark brown desk, he sat in a soft, comfortable boss chair.

In front of the dark brown desk is a European-style coffee table. On the coffee table is an English tea set, as well as a crystal glass wine bottle. In the bottle, it was filled with brown liquor. It seems, it seems to be whiskey. On the side of the crystal glass wine bottle, there are glasses one by one.

A few minutes after the four of them sat down on the couch, the big fat white man seemed to finish his work. He took off his glasses, stood up and lazily moved to the couch and sat down. Picking up the glasses, he poured some wine for all four.

It didn't matter whether the four of them drank it or not, he picked up the ice cube himself first and threw it in. Taking a sip of wine, he squinted his eyes and exhaled, "Damn job, I really want to retire now." Every day is all this damn shit. I really don't know what those idiots at HQ are going to do other than make trouble and prepare to make trouble?! ”

The four did not answer. They didn't even touch the wine glass in front of them. They still looked at eye level, silent as sculptures. Only the bearded white man stretched out his hand and took out the confession from his thin companion, looked at the big fat man and said, "Daogen, the confession has been checked." No problem. ”

The big fat white man named Daogen took the confession when he heard this, and quickly swept it up. There was no other sound at the scene, only the "rustling ......" sound of him flipping the paper. In less than ten minutes, Dogen had already put down the confession in his hand. His eyes were still narrowed slightly.

But in the squinted eyes, there was a hint of cold light: "There is no problem with the confession, this is the biggest problem." ”

He insisted that it was Huaxia who wanted to clean him up. According to our on-site investigations, those methods of doing things have a distinctly strong mercenary style. Many tactics and shooting methods have not been introduced in China. Even if they secretly introduced it, it would be impossible for them to form combat effectiveness so quickly! ”

Daogen pointed his finger at the confession document on the table, and said coldly: "That swallow Qin, you can't die." He needs to go back again. ”

The four remained silent, their silence seemingly becoming an attitude. Dogen seemed to be very accustomed to them like this, and continued to himself: "Raise Tun Qin, it is best to keep him moving. He...... There are also uses. ”

With that, he got up and went back to his desk. The four men immediately got up and turned to leave. After the four of them left, Dougan picked up the phone on his desk and dialed a number. The phone rang twice, and it was picked up.

"I'm Dogen, and it's a bit complicated now......" Holding the phone, Dogan didn't sit down in his chair. He stood up straight and said in a deep voice on the other end of the phone, "We're not sure now if Huaxia has reached any agreement with the mercenary group. But this time, it obviously has the style of a mercenary. However, those who survived insisted that it was the Chinese who did it. ”

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment, and then a deep baritone voice came out: "Find out who did it." That's important to us. The two squads folded in, and it wasn't the most troublesome thing. We need to know what the combat capability of China's small units is now. This is a matter of strategic realignment at Headquarters. ”

"What's going on over there...... I'll have people go to the service station to collect the news. The baritone on the other end of the phone said in a deep voice: "According to Huaxia's habits, it is unlikely that they have anything to do with mercenaries. That living word may not be credible. Let people know from the side of his opponents. Maybe it was his opponent who pleased. ”

Dogen held the phone, his eyes narrowed and continued: "To be honest, it's not for nothing that a mercenary group can directly swallow two squads. But there are only a few. I've found out before, and none of them were there. To put it simply, their nearest one is also in the jungles of South America. Therefore, they did not have the opportunity to participate in the war in China, which was thousands of kilometers away. ”

"Actually, I'm more inclined to that utterance. These things are the actions of Huaxia. Dogan held the phone and said in a deep voice, "I've dealt with them too much. Maybe in terms of combat style, it doesn't look like they did it. But in terms of effect, it is what they want. ”

As he spoke, Daogen involuntarily touched his ribs, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching: "That tiger...... Thinking that he is still alive and alive. I don't want anyone to die again. ”

"If it's the tiger's handiwork, things get a lot of trouble......" The other end of the phone surprisingly agreed with Dougan, "but we've received information that he only has some connection with the Sillyax family." More things, he didn't do. ”

Dogen's hand holding the phone turned a little white, and he laughed miserably: "Anyway, let's go and touch the bottom again." If it was the tiger that was released from the cage, it would be better for us not to go near the border. At most, let some of the peripheral squads do the work. Otherwise, how many people there are, it is not enough to fill in the ......"