Seeing François being dragged farther and farther away, completely disappearing from sight, Gaspar's body trembled even more.

"Have you thought about it? Do you want to talk to me? Robin played with the sharp scalpel in his hand and looked at Gaspar condescendingly, like a cheetah looking at an incapacitated sheep.

"No...... I won't tell you that......" Gaspar's eyes were full of fear, but his lips still trembled in refusal.

"Hmm...... All right...... I don't care. Robin crouched down, leaned closer to Gaspar's eyes, and sneered with a slanted lip, "Actually, you just didn't see it......

"Look...... What do you see? Gaspar asked.

"See what kind of character your companion is." Robin leaned over to Gaspar's ear and whispered, "He didn't say it before, it was just in front of you and him, he couldn't say it, and now that the two of you are separated, do you think he can't say it?" What's more, he is still worried about his life. ”

"No, it won't......" Gaspar shrank back, "I'm sure he won't betray me, betray my country, or he won't have the face to see me again." ”

Robin kept looking him in the eye as Gaspar said this.

He succeeded in capturing what he wanted to see in Gaspar's eyes.

"Haha, do you think you'll still have a chance to meet him? Do you think I'll give you another chance to see each other? Robin sneered as he slowly moved the knife to Robin's face.

The cold feeling of the knife slicing across his face once again brought Gaspar to the pinnacle of fear, completely shattering his already close to collapsing psychological defenses.

"Oh God! Stay away from me! Gaspar's face suddenly twisted, and he struggled frantically on the ground, trying to break free from the rope that bound him.

But where can he break free from the twine rope with a diameter of one centimeter?

"Okay, okay, I'll go." I didn't expect Robin to really stand up, but the sneer on the corner of his mouth was so dazzling.

Gaspar stopped struggling and stared blankly at Robin.

"I'll serve you a bowl of pasta." Robin said with a "compassionate" face, "I'll ask the Italians to put more meat sauce, after all, this is your last meal, and when you're full, you won't feel so much pain when you 'play'......"

"Ahh Gaspar let out a hysterical cry, tears gushing out of his eyes.

"Don't you want to die...... Robin looked at Gaspar, who was slumped to the ground with tears and snot on his face, squatted down again and leaned into his ear, and said in a seductive voice, "Then tell me, how many of you are there?" Where is it? Say it and you won't die...... Oh, by the way, and you don't have to worry about seeing the person who is about to betray you again, because he will go to the Virgin Mary in your place. ”

"I say, I say......" Gaspar cried silently.

More than ten minutes later, Robin learned everything from Gaspar, and he stood up satisfied.

At that moment, the Italian soldier who knew French also walked back, which made Gaspar's eyes widen in fear.

It wasn't the soldier who frightened him, but the man the soldier was dragging with him.

It was François.

"Why? Why? You promised me! Gaspar cried out in terror.

"Why aren't you dead yet?" François, on the other side, also widened his eyes and blurted out.

As soon as the words came out, both of them froze in place, and after a few seconds, they both understood that the other party wanted to kill themselves.

"You traitor!" "Coward! The Motherland is disgraced because of you! The two yelled at each other almost at the same time.

"Looks like you've got it done over there?" Robin looked at the two men on the ground with interest and asked the soldier as they took turns greeting each other's maternal relatives.

"Yes General!" The soldier saluted and said with adoration on his face.

He was now really convinced of the German in front of him, according to Italy's history of interrogating prisoners of war in the past, it often took a long time to beat the interrogated person all over the body before he could ask questions, and if he was unlucky enough to meet a real warrior, it would be in vain. And now it took less than half an hour to get what he wanted to know from the captive, which is simply a milestone in the interrogation world!

And the interrogation process has not been started yet, the soldier thought beautifully.

OH, DON'T THINK THAT THE ITALIAN SOLDIERS ARE MERCIFUL AND DON'T WANT TO SEE BLOOD, BUT THAT BEATING PEOPLE IS TOO TIRING, AND FOR ITALIAN ITALIANS, IT IS BETTER TO EAT A BOWL OF PASTA.

"According to my captives, they belong to the 37th Regiment of the French 1st Mountain Infantry Corps, this regiment has a total of 2,765 people, and the regimental headquarters and most of the troops are in a low valley 5 kilometers away from here. The soldier quickly recounted the information he had received.

Robin listened carefully to the information obtained by the soldiers, and then compared it with what he got in his mind, and then smiled: "It's similar to mine, it seems that these two people are quite honest." ”

Hearing this, the soldier glanced at the two people on the ground who were still insulting each other, and sneered: "Forgive them, don't dare to lie to us." ”

"Alright, now that you have figured everything out, let's go talk to Mr. Major and let him give the order to prepare for the raid." Robin patted the soldier on the shoulder.

"Yes! Sir! The soldier saluted, then looked at the two French soldiers, then at Robin's bag full of knives, and hesitated, "So, what about these two men?" You really want to ......"

"Huh?" Robin was stunned when he heard this, but he quickly understood what the soldier meant, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Of course not, I'm not a perverted murderer, since the two of them confessed, why bother torturing them?" ”

"That'...... What to do with them? ”

"Hmm......" Robin touched his chin and thought for a moment, "If it were in normal times, I would definitely untie the ropes between the two of them and let them fight—I swear, it would be very interesting to watch them fight—but today, time is tight, so I don't have this time to play......"

"And take them with you?" The soldier wondered.

"Take them with you? No, no, no. Robin smiled, "Isn't it a burden to yourself to bring them?" ”

As he spoke, he pulled out his pistol from the belt around his waist, then took out a pistol silencer tube from his pocket, mounted it on the muzzle, and pulled the bolt to make a "click" sound.

The two people on the ground saw the "demon" take out their weapons, and immediately stopped scolding, and turned to curl back desperately.

But what's the use of that?

Robin walked slowly, step by step, towards the two of them, and then stepped on François, who was lying behind, and pointed the pistol at his head.

After two soft sounds, the snow on the ground gradually turned red with blood.

Robin removed the silencer, inserted the pistol back into the belt, and walked back to the Italian soldier.

Robin's decisiveness at the moment was in stark contrast to his previous calm and wisdom, or the two complemented each other, in short, it calmed the soldiers.

"Hey, lad, don't get distracted." Robin patted the soldier on the shoulder.

The soldier was filmed with a spirit.

"Did I scare you? I'm sorry......" Robin looked at the two twisted corpses and pouted, "No way, the SS creed is that betrayal will not be tolerated, and I consider myself a qualified SS ......"

Saying that, Robin paused, then looked at the soldier meaningfully and said, "Anyway, you Italy won't betray Germany, right?" ”

"Of course not!" The soldier shuddered with fright and hurriedly stood upright, "Italy and Germany are the staunchest iron allies, how could we betray you?" ”

"That's good." Robin smiled with satisfaction, "What's your name, young man?" I appreciate you! ”

"I, my name is Alisandro! Alisandro Rossi! ”