"Name!" An officer of the Secret Security Service was in a small dimly lit room, shaking the German pilot opposite with a light that could not open his eyes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The hapless German pilot's ME-109E fighter crashed into British territory after being hit by ground-based anti-aircraft artillery.

Because of the force of the impact, he quickly fainted, and was caught by the British ground patrol force that quickly arrived.

In fact, 90 percent of the German pilots shot down in the Battle of Britain ended up in this way, and they were quickly arrested and then struggling to survive in British prisoner of war camps.

The German pilot squinted his eyes and tried to block out the light with his hands, but because he was handcuffed, he could not complete his maneuvers.

He simply closed his eyes, and then replied with some impatience: "Thor, my name is Thor, and I am a sergeant major. ”

In fact, the documents on his body had long been taken away by the British ground forces, and they were placed in front of the British officers who interrogated him at this moment.

The reason why I know his name and have to ask him again is because everyone is so accustomed to the interrogation process.

And why ask some question that already knows the answer to, it's a pretty esoteric question -- God knows why.

Picked up the identification card on the table, it was indeed an identical face, and it was also covered with various steel stamps, obviously this thing could not and did not need to be faked.

German pilots, as well as British pilots who attacked Germany, were allowed to reveal their identities after being shot down and captured, and this did not violate any rules.

Depending on the needs of the situation, there are also some issues that can be optionally explained, and this is all allowed - it does not have to be that people would rather die and fight to the end.

In addition to their own names, issues such as the number of troops are also among the options that are allowed to be explained. In addition, you can also judge for yourself and explain some things that do not involve absolute confidentiality.

Only when they confess will they be imprisoned in a prisoner-of-war camp instead of being mistreated. Although I don't want to admit it, this kind of torture of prisoners actually happens.

For example, beatings and the like, it is even more commonplace. On the way here, Sergeant Major Thor was actually awakened by a kick.

"Mr. Saul, although it is unfortunate for you, I am happy to congratulate you on the fact that you have been captured by the British army." The officer of the secret security bureau closed Thor's papers, removed the dazzling lights, and spoke kindly.

"Actually, I'm glad I'm still alive and hopefully being treated as a prisoner of war." Without the direct rays of the light, Thor opened his eyes slightly and replied.

The British officer nodded and asked, "Then it depends on whether you cooperate or not, I want to ask you a few questions, can you think about it carefully, and then answer me?" ”

"Yes! If I knew, I would have cooperated! I don't want to suffer anything. Thor nodded, agreeing without a bit of psychological burden.

The British officer seemed to be satisfied with Saul's cooperative attitude, leaned his face forward, and asked, "Can you tell me what training you have been training in the Luftwaffe recently?" ”

"Training? That's for novice pilots, I'm a sergeant major, I have real combat experience, and I don't need to train anything more. Saul emphasized his rank, which he was clearly proud of.

Hearing Saul say this, the British officer frowned, he looked at the other party, and continued to ask: "Then can you explain why you were able to shoot down hundreds of our fighters in your two air raids yesterday and today?" ”

Speaking of this, the officers of the Secret Security Bureau, as well as several British Air Force officers guarding the door, hated it to the root of their teeth.

Yesterday, a large-scale interception air raid operation that the British Air Force had been planning for a long time was beaten all over the ground by the opponent's German planes.

More than 90 planes were dropped in a single day, which was a complete disaster for the RAF.

The next day, although General Dowding had decided not to fight, he was unable to refuse the request of the Prime Minister and the King to try again, and lost forty-eight fighters.

In two days, almost 150 fighters were lost, most of which were Spitfires that had been accumulated with great difficulty, which made Dowding's flesh hurt.

It's not just the Dowding that hurts, it's the entire Air Force -- Britain has lost 100 pilots in the past two days, and this loss is simply irreparable.

So far, the Battle of Britain has been carried out, and Germany has replaced more than 970 aircraft of the British Air Force with the loss of 600 aircraft of various types.

In terms of pilots, the total number of dead and captured on both sides was unexpectedly comparable, that is, Britain did not take any advantage in the process of defending its homeland.

In less than two months, the RAF suffered various setbacks and reduced one-third of the mainland to rubble.

"Shot down so many?" Thor was also taken aback by this number, and his eyes widened and he said, "My God, I only brought down two ......"

Hearing him say this, the British officers interrogating in the room were speechless - big brother, what do you mean to fight down a fight? If you shoot down one, that's enough, right? Now that you've earned one, what's not to be satisfied with?

"If you don't cooperate, we'll have to use some interrogation techniques." The British officer spoke up and pressed Soldau.

"I don't really know anything...... Please......" Thor saw that the British officer was about to make a move, and quickly prayed.

Unfortunately, the British officer did not mean to be merciful, but directly punched Thor in the stomach.

The iron chair on which Thor was sitting moved a centimeter backwards from the massive impact, making a sharp grinding sound.

Thor almost threw up his stomach and hunched over and retching like a shrimp. He hadn't eaten yet, so after retching, he bent over and hummed.

In those days, there was no such thing as examining injuries or beating prisoners, and it was very normal to be beaten.

Before Thor could breathe, he was thumped on the back, which made him stop humming as the pain forced him to scream with the same mouth he was humming.

"Ahh Thor shouted like a vent, and then hurriedly spoke: "Don't! Stop it! I say! I'll tell you what you want to know! ”

"Hurry up, we don't want to waste time. Frankly, I'd rather go for coffee than beat you up, and I think you'd rather lie down than get beaten, right? The British officer withdrew his fist and said coldly.

"A few days ago, the 19th, or the 18th, I don't remember exactly." Thor spat the blood from his mouth on the ground and spoke slowly.

He gasped twice, then sat up straight in pain: "I had a meeting with the other pilots of our squadron. ”

"The meeting was chaired by the group leader, who gave all of us the data on the Spitfire, analyzed the performance of your fighters, and then gave us advice on how to get rid of the Spitfire." When Thor finished speaking, he closed his mouth.

"Data? That's why you use rolling? When the interrogating officer heard this answer, he was as shocked as if he had detonated an atomic bomb.

"What else do you need, someone told you that if you are bitten by an enemy aircraft, choose a direction to roll sideways, and you can save your life...... What more could you want? Sergeant Major Thor shrugged his shoulders and answered.

"How detailed is the data you get?" The officer struggled out of the shock, grasped the point, and asked.

"Level flight speed, circling radius, climb speed...... The width of the cockpit, the weapons carried, that's all I see. Thor recalled, then said everything he had in mind.

"Thank you for your cooperation!" The British officer got what he wanted, stopped the interrogation, turned and opened the door.

Outside the door, the Air Force officers who had been waiting there for a long time, including Dowding, were waiting for the outcome of this interrogation.

"It has been confirmed that this is a very bad leak." The British intelligence officer was somewhat aggrieved and told the results of his interrogation.

He lowered his voice and reported: "Someone has leaked all the performance parameters of our fighter...... All...... Detailed down to every detail. ”

"Let's hope he's lying to you...... Otherwise, I'll kill that leaking bastard with my own hands. Dowding glanced at the German pilot, who was sitting there in a dejected manner, and spoke fiercely.

However, the British intelligence officer thought that it was best that the information on his side did not match the results of the interrogation received by Prime Minister Churchill.

The reason why he thought this was because among the German planes shot down yesterday was also a captured German pilot......

Unfortunately, after the German pilot was caught, Churchill demanded that the hapless fellow be interrogated himself.

Upon learning that another downed German pilot had been caught, Churchill ordered the results of the two interrogations to be combined to verify whether anyone was lying.

"How do we report it? If we tell the truth, I think a lot of people will be arrested and put in jail again. The officer of the Secret Security Service said with some pain.

"What else can I say? We have to report it truthfully, it's a war...... War does not allow betrayal of one's own people! Dowding said angrily.

In Dowding's opinion, it was such a bastard who leaked the most vital parameters of the fighter's performance. This man was responsible for the deaths of hundreds of British Air Force members, and he had to be found and hanged.