"Say it's smooth? Why don't you just go to the Federal Intelligence Agency of Country A? I'll let you use the flexible combination, and you're going to use such a shit for me? In front of so many people, Gu Zhenyang couldn't directly cut the face of the bayonet, so he could only scold in his heart.

Seeing that the female intelligence officer, who was supposed to be one of the connectors, still kept her mouth shut and didn't say a word, Gu Zhenyang asked strangely. "Hey, you have a word!"

But in addition to taking the clothes handed over by the guitarist and putting them on silently, the woman still didn't say a word, which still blamed Gu Zhenyang for the fact that they used all the American-style equipment except for those experimental weapons. Plus the phrase "Federal Intelligence Agency" that the bayonet kicked in the door.

Gu Zhenyang had no choice, he knew that the intelligence officers of his motherland had a fine tradition of never surrendering and not betraying the organization. In case someone is forced to be anxious, he has no place to cry if he bites the poison on the collar or in his teeth, so Gu Zhenyang rummaged through the bag behind a team member for a while, took out a bottle of hemostatic spray and said to the woman, "Wait a minute, I will ask for evidence that you can convince, now stop the bleeding for you first, open your mouth!" ”

This time, the woman opened her mouth very cooperatively, and took a tactical flashlight in front of her mouth, the bite mark on her tongue was not deep, and the bleeding was not very serious, so Gu Zhenyang breathed a sigh of relief, as long as her tongue was not broken.

"Take this and spray it yourself, hemostatic spray, external application and internal use."

After speaking, Gu Zhenyang turned around and walked to the group of mercenaries who squatted down with their heads in their hands, and said directly in Chinese, "Eagle Eye!" Turn on the satellite communication device, contact my headquarters, and ask if there is a woman among the people they are talking to us. I need this female intelligence agent's activation codeword. ”

Then, Gu Zhenyang switched back to English, "Guys, you really want money and don't want your life." Tell me who you are and everything you know. ”

One of the mercenaries said, "You are not the Federal Intelligence Service of Country A? "Man, I admit that we did something wrong, but you've killed a lot of us, so we're even, can we give us a way to live? You can ask anything, and I have money, and I can buy my life with it. ”

Gu Zhenyang listened to the man with a smile on his face and said, "The answer is wrong." As he spoke, Gu Zhenyang pulled out his saber and stabbed it from the man's right shoulder like lightning, and the blade continued to pass through the shoulder joint along the gap in the joint, and the whole dagger went straight to the end handle.

The man screamed miserably, stretched out his hand to reach the handle of the knife, only to see Gu Zhenyang's left hand shaking the handle of the knife vigorously, the sharp blade stirred in the joints and muscles, the blade came out of the armpit, the armpit is one of the densest places in the human plexus, even if you don't use a knife, just pinch it is unbearable and painful, now the person doesn't even have the strength to struggle, he can only lie on the ground and hum, his chest is undulating like a bellows.

Listening to the man's scream, the corners of Gu Zhenyang's mouth hooked up and said in a kind tone, "Look, I am a very reasonable person. Originally, you could have gone to God with pleasure. But what do you see? Do you like the feeling of being in control of life and death? Well? ”

Gu Zhenyang stretched out his hand to pull the dagger off the man's shoulder, and when the dagger was pulled out, the other party screamed hoarsely, Gu Zhenyang wiped the blood on the other party's clothes in disgust, stood up and said: "I won't be able to die for a while, find out if there is a basement or something like that in the house." Today I'm going to teach you a lesson. ”

This kind of ordinary villa was not originally a fortress prepared for war, and naturally there were no measures such as electromagnetic shielding, and with the help of a miniature radar scanner, the secret service team quickly opened the entrance to the basement.

There was a little trouble when he forced the group of mercenaries into the basement with a gun, and a few of the mercenaries who knew that it would be difficult to survive tried to turn around and grab the gun, but it was only the secret service team that caused a little trouble. After a brief burst of gunfire, their desperate resistance did not bother the Special Service in any way, except for four more bodies on the ground.

As for the female intelligence officer, after Hawkeye asked the headquarters for her activation code, she listened to the guitarist whisper in her ear the word she had been storing in the depths of her memory, and finally let go of all her vigilance and hugged the guitarist and cried loudly.

These few hours of torture and rape made her think about suicide several times, and it was the anti-interrogation training she had received before that kept her sane, and it was also reason that made her keenly observe that those people had not noticed the positioning device on her body, so that she had a glimmer of hope for rescue, and let her hold on until now.

"Hawkeye, help monitor the surrounding area. The rest of the people all came down. In the basement, Gu Zhenyang pressed the intercom, and while talking, he looked at the mercenaries in front of him with his hands and feet tied with satisfaction, like an artist admiring an excellent masterpiece.

Just when Gu Zhenyang was appreciating the raw materials for his class, his goggles showed that the bayonet had initiated a separate communication channel, so Gu Zhenyang's eyes moved, and he used his pupil cursor to follow the eye movement to switch the communication channel, and the sound of the bayonet appeared in the communication system, only to see him say: "Crow, you want to do a battlefield interrogation?" Isn't that okay? The Geneva Conventions prohibit the torture of prisoners. ”

"They are not soldiers who have surrendered to us, they are mercenaries, devil-worshipping cultists, not protected by the Geneva Convention and the Convention against Torture. And they have just sold their souls to the devil, and don't forget the evil god of OAOA faith, Asti Morles, in its teachings, Asti Morles is a lord of hell who needs to be sacrificed by a living person. Gu Zhenyang said viciously.

After speaking, Gu Zhenyang glanced at the mercenaries in front of him, held down the intercom, and said to the bayonet: "Since they are willing to serve the devil, then I will personally send them to meet their gods." ”

After the alpha team came down, Gu Zhenyang carried the mercenary who had been pierced in the shoulder just now to the table in the basement and tied it up, only to see Gu Zhenyang clear his throat and say to the group of mercenaries: "Gentlemen, welcome to hell." ”

At Gu Zhenyang's request, everyone's first-aid kits were opened, and the first-aid medicines inside were placed in a convenient position for easy access. Anyway, the Liberator could drop the designated materials for them at any time, which made Gu Zhenyang not plan to save precious medical drugs.

Gu Zhenyang clapped his hands as he spoke, and after attracting everyone's attention to himself, he said, "Everyone, what I want to say to you is that interrogation is a very profound science. How to obtain the true information hidden in the other party's mind requires the interrogator to be very skillful. ”

I saw Gu Zhenyang take off his tactical gloves, take a pair of sterile latex gloves in the medical bag, unpack them and put them on. Then he picked out another scalpel and held a hemostat in his hand and continued.

"Generally speaking, there are several methods of torture or interrogation, which can be classified as fatigue interrogation, hypnotic interrogation, and torture. However, it takes a long time, and the latter requires a professional hypnotist to do it with hypnotic drugs, and generally speaking, the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and there is not so much time to engage in those tricks that have no effect in a short period of time. ”

Gu Zhenyang said as he used the tip of the scalpel to cut through the camouflage uniform on the other party's body. He then shoved the opener that had just been taken out of the mouth of the rescued female intelligence officer into the man's mouth, so as to prevent the man from hurting his tongue.

Gu Zhenyang was making preparations, ignoring the indistinct shouts of the man on the table and his eyes with fear and begging for mercy, only to see Gu Zhenyang continue: "If anyone is interested in fatigue interrogation and hypnotic interrogation, they can apply for it after returning to China, and let the old criminal investigators of the police department teach you how to make people speak without using any violent means, they are much better than me." Personally, what I do best is battlefield torture, which is the art of destroying the will of an enemy by inflicting harm on a person's body, generating pain and fear. ”

"Adrenaline, and morphine." Gu Zhenyang stretched out his hand, and the bayonet standing on the side consciously played the role of a nurse in the operating room, and immediately handed over a basket of two vacuum syringes.

Gu Zhenyang slowly shaved the mercenary's chest hair with a scalpel, and looked up at the "students" standing with guns on the side, with a serious expression, like a professor in the dissection room of a medical university. But beneath him was not a corpse soaked in formalin, but a big living person with a heartbeat, breathing, and thinking: "Pain and fear, the two methods complement each other in the process of torture, and can only be said to be biased. But personally, I prefer to use fear rather than pain to get my enemies to speak, and although it takes longer than a mere painful interrogation, it is more secure in terms of the veracity of the confession. ”

After speaking, Gu Zhenyang pulled the strap on the table with his hand to see if it was firm. After the examination, Gu Zhenyang continued to speak: "You have all been trained in counter-interrogation, you should all know that if it is simple physical pain, as long as you can endure it. Pain can become numb after going beyond a limit, and some people with perverted tendencies may also be able to gain strong sexual pleasure through pain, whether it is numbness or pleasure, which will seriously affect the effect of painful interrogation, if it is only pain, I think our country's revolutionary ancestors have confirmed that it is ineffective and weak in some cases. ”

As he spoke, Gu Zhenyang opened the plastic seal of the vacuum syringe. The one who chose the blue label to represent morphine pressed a few times near the wounds on the mercenary's shoulders and armpits before continuing: "But fear, it's different. It has no upper limit, and everyone will have what he has to care about that can be targeted, most commonly. It's a matter of life and death. Death threats alone don't work, so I'm going to show you the real tricks, which are more terrifying than death. The pressure of fear can more easily break the enemy's will to resist, and once their psychological defenses have been breached, we no longer need to do too much damage to get relatively reliable information. ”

After speaking, Gu Zhenyang gently touched the other party's head and asked, "How is it?" Does it still hurt? ”

"I say, I say! I'll say everything! Please, don't do that. There was an opener in his mouth, and the mercenary's voice was very indistinct, but everyone present understood what he meant, and saw him shaking his head desperately, probably the morphine had already worked, and his struggle became stronger, and the table slammed.

But Gu Zhenyang ignored him, picked up the syringe of adrenaline again, adjusted the scale, touched the other party's neck, found the position of the major artery and pressed the button, Gu Zhenyang patted the other party's neck and said, "Don't be impulsive, don't surrender, in fact, I prefer you to be tough now, so I will give you a little help." Adrenaline, that's a good thing, the right amount of adrenaline helps to raise your blood pressure and maintain your heart rate and consciousness, and it also allows you to fight your fears better. That way we'll have plenty of time to play the next game, and I promise you'll love it. ”

Gu Zhenyang touched the position from his head to his lower abdomen, as gentle as a virgin in ** The first time he coaxed @ the woman on the bed. "Bayonet, bring me a tourniquet and fix his head for me."

Without saying a word, the bayonet stepped forward in silence, took the gun and fired a few shots on the table, put the tourniquet on the opponent's forehead, and fastened it firmly through the bullet holes on the table. No matter how brutal the battle was, the bayonet who could keep his hands steady found that his hands were trembling slightly, and the terrifying scene of Gu Zhenyang teaching him alone in the past was uncontrollably turned out from the bottom of his mind.

Unlike the rest of Alpha Team, who were "new students", Bayonet had been with the Secret Service for a little longer, but he had been taught a similar lesson by Raven. That's hell, yes, bayonets can't imagine a scene more like hell than that.

Gu Zhenyang's cruel smile on his face was even better after seeing that the other party was completely unable to struggle, and with the camouflage on his face, he was a devil who had just crawled out of Bato's hell, he walked in front of the guitarist, took off the drone from behind the guitarist, and took off his goggles, but he didn't rush to start, because adrenaline and morphine also need time to take effect.

In order to improve the quality of the class and wait for the medicine to take effect, Gu Zhenyang walked around the room twice with his hands behind his back, and after a lot of careful consideration, he said: "Usually people say that fear comes from the unknown, but in fact, I don't think so in fear interrogation. ”

Gu Zhenyang said and turned around and returned to the side of the "dissecting table", pinched the upper eyelid of the person's left eye with his left hand, and slowly cut it down along the eye socket with a scalpel with his right hand. After cutting, he pinched the eyelid of the person's right eye again, and after confirming that the other party's eyes could not be closed at all, Gu Zhenyang put on his goggles carefully for the other party, only to see him turn around and say to the people of the alpha team: "Usually after despair, most people will have the courage to face death, which is why there are many people who have been tortured who will only want to die quickly, but what if death is not something that can be obtained so easily?" Guitarist, give my eyepiece a shared drone view! ”

"Huh? Good....... Good. The guitarist hurriedly set the screen on his arm a few times.

"Okay, all the preparations are done, let's get to the point. Once again, I'd like to give a welcome to our new guest, welcome to hell, bastard. Gu Zhenyang clapped his hands happily, grabbed the scalpel again, and stroked along the side of the opponent's abdomen a few times, and then stroked hard.

The sharp scalpel cut through the skin, and black and red blood came out along the knife edge, Gu Zhenyang's hand was very steady, like a seasoned surgeon. I saw that he cut three knives on the other party's stomach, just forming the shape of a window, and I saw Gu Zhenyang lift the other party's belly aside and said: "Peeling is a delicate job, we don't have time to engage in those things, so first of all, I want to open your abdominal cavity, which will cause you to continue bleeding, and we don't have plasma, but it doesn't matter, if we want to play a little longer, there is still a solution...... Bayonet! What about our laser cutters? ”

"Please, for God's sake, let me die, please......." Although there is morphine analgesia, looking at the real-time image from the goggles, watching his body being scratched around like a corpse in the dissection room, it is impossible to even close his eyes, and the goggles using retinal projection technology will chase his pupils at any time and project the image into the retina.

After Gu Zhenyang opened his abdominal cavity, the mercenary's consciousness had completely collapsed, and he wanted to struggle, but his body was firmly tied, so he could only repeat a sentence repeatedly in his mouth.

After Gu Zhenyang took out the man's stomach, the female intelligence officer who originally insisted on coming down to see how her enemy died, let out an exclamation, and when she saw Gu Zhenyang raise her head, she immediately covered her mouth and turned her head, not daring to look at Gu Zhenyang's eyes, she shrunk into the guitarist's arms, her face was pale, her hands were clutching the guitarist's combat vest, and her lips were about to be bitten by her teeth.

"Huh?" The female intelligence officer's low exclamation made Gu Zhenyang raise his head, he was too focused just now, and he knew that the frightened cry made Gu Zhenyang realize that there was an extra person in the room who shouldn't have appeared.

Gu Zhenyang raised his hand, rubbed the beads of sweat on his head with the sleeve of his combat uniform, and said, "Miss, you don't belong here, and women are not welcome in hell." Guitarist, you take our young lady to Hawkeye. Don't worry, I promise, all the bastards who tortured you will die. ”

After wiping the sweat, he took a scalpel and hemostat and pulled out the other party's abdominal cavity a few times, and moved the contents out in the same way. Every time he took it out, he had to put it under the lens of the drone and show it carefully to the poor mercenary.

"Thank you. Vomit! The female intelligence officer said with a trembling voice, and when she turned around, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the situation on the table out of the corner of her eye, and immediately threw up uncontrollably.

A sour smell of half-digested food permeated the basement, like a chain reaction. The guitarist forcibly endured the sour water that had reached his throat, and without daring to turn his head, he led the female intelligence officer out of the door, and the members of the special service team were fine, but their faces were pale, and the mercenaries on the opposite side began to vomit frantically.

"Hemostat!" Cutting off too many large blood vessels, the hemostat he got earlier was no longer enough, so Gu Zhenyang stretched out his hand again.

"Raven, that's enough." The bayonet was also so pale that it couldn't even cover the oil paint it had smeared. The abdominal cavity of the man on the table had been completely opened, and although the main blood vessels were either caught by hemostats or closed by laser burning, it was not much bleeding, but even so, even with the support of adrenaline and morphine, it was a miracle that the man had not fainted until now.

"Enough? Do you guarantee that everything they say from now on will be true? Am I enough? If we didn't come, what would they do to our people? Gu Zhenyang's blood-red eyes stared at the bayonet's eyes and asked.

There was still an argument here, but the mercenaries squatting in the opposite corner couldn't hold on, and they frantically shouted, "I said, I say everything, God, don't do this to us." For God's sake, please. ”

"Well, this one won't last long anyway. That's it for this lesson. Gu Zhenyang no longer tried to make eye contact with the bayonet, but instead looked at the mercenaries on the opposite side, and when his gaze turned away, there was a small commotion on the other side.

Seeing Gu Zhenyang look over, the mercenaries who were tied hand and foot were huddled together like frightened quails, and everyone tried to move their bodies back, hoping that the devil would not pick on them. When Gu Zhenyang took off his latex gloves covered with blood, there was a soft "pop" sound like a thunderclap for those mercenaries, and they were all covered in a spirit.

"Then gentlemen, wait for my men to ask you a few questions, and personally, I would very much like to have a few tough guys among you, the night is still long, and we have plenty of time to continue playing."

After Gu Zhenyang finished speaking, he impatiently beckoned to those members who couldn't help but be disgusted, "One by one, take it with you, and cross-interrogate." ”

Gu Zhenyang sat bored in his hall for a while, and the guitarist came back in the middle, and after sending back the equipment that Gu Zhenyang had taken off before, he didn't dare to say a word, and hurriedly fled again.

Gu Zhenyang also knew that the methods of terrorist interrogation would indeed frighten this group of people, and after seeing that the guitar did not dare to flee back, Gu Zhenyang had no choice but to start taking the tactical vest and putting the equipment on one by one. When I finally inserted the battery into the card slot behind me, there was a sound of footsteps upstairs, and I saw the bayonet coming down the stairs, but his face was not very good.

After Gu Zhenyang tried his best to plug a wire plug connected to the night vision device into the connector on the battery behind his back, he looked back at the bayonet and said, "How is it?" Those people won't say? ”

"No, those people are submissive, and you freak them out. Ask what to say, I can't wait to explain everything I know from birth to now, just beg not to fall into your hands. But there is too little effective intelligence, and according to them, the internal organization of the OAOA does not have an effective messaging and command system. The mess of information between them is and sometimes they don't even know what they're doing. Damn it! As he spoke, the bayonet slammed into the wall next to him.

Gu Zhenyang shook his head, he didn't have much hope for finding clues in this group of mercenaries, the fear interrogation just now was not so much teaching, but more out of revenge. So Gu Zhenyang comforted softly: "Don't get excited, didn't we already foresee this situation when we came?" After a short rest and a shift in the night, I asked Hawkeye to contact the headquarters to see what new clues they had gathered. After dawn, we set off for the next place. ”

"Well, okay, I'll go arrange it. Also, the good news is that we've found the keys to their car, four Humvees, so we don't have to worry about transportation vehicles. With that, the bayonet went upstairs.

The bayonet didn't say anything, and Gu Zhenyang didn't ask about the fate of those mercenaries, because he knew that the fate of those mercenaries was doomed, and it had been doomed since Gu Zhenyang and they switched to Chinese for dialogue. He also believed in the bayonet, and they understood this.

The night is very quiet, whether it is a battle on the battlefield or a hidden front, it requires people to maintain abundant attention and physical strength, so Gu Zhenyang and the rest of the special service team have practiced the ability to fall asleep within a few minutes if they want to sleep no matter when, until a team member called Gu Zhenyang to prepare for the shift, Gu Zhenyang climbed onto the roof with a gun, and while observing the surroundings with thermal imaging, he was also calculating the information currently collected in his hands.

The intelligence of the headquarters shows that the female intelligence agent originally bribed a lieutenant colonel of the YLK government army, and in addition to delivering news, she can also provide some convenience for domestic enterprises that come to YLK to open up the market, which is a semi-activated intelligence source. However, with the OAOA's offensive, the lieutenant colonel's troops were surrounded and scattered as early as last year, and now it is unknown whether the lieutenant colonel is dead or alive, so she entered the incubation period until she was reactivated before this mission.

And the connector who originally broke into the OAOA peripheral organization had been killed by this group of damned mercenaries, and Gu Zhenyang personally examined the corpse. Now, if there is no new progress in intelligence support, the only way left for the special service team is to continue to scratch the tongue in the OAOA's territory, interrogate the intelligence, and then go to all the suspicious locations one by one.

The Secret Service is not afraid of dangerous missions, they are the best. They are also confident in completing various combat missions, and now Gu Zhenyang is worried that there is no intelligence and no support at present, and he wants them to attack the 15 suspicious locations below one by one like headless flies, not to mention whether there are people to be found inside, these places are knocked down one by one, but this is not only inefficient. The enemy is not stupid either, and the risk of being found leading to exposure is also greatly increased.

The night was very quiet, and the slightest noise around Gu Zhenyang would be very clear in Gu Zhenyang's ears, and suddenly he heard an unusual sound, which was the sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground.

Adjusting the night vision device screen to low-light mode, Gu Zhenyang picked up the gun and turned around silently, when a familiar figure appeared on the night vision device screen, Gu Zhenyang breathed a sigh of relief, put the gun down and said, "What?" You still don't rest? ”

"Can't sleep, can you stay with me for a while?" The woman said, her voice was still a little indistinct, it seemed that she had bitten her tongue a little harder just now.

Gu Zhenyang waved his hand and said, "You better go back and rest first." In two hours it will be dawn, and as soon as dawn we will set off. ”

But the woman still stubbornly walked over, and seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, Gu Zhenyang didn't bother to persuade him, so he moved his butt and gave up half of the water tank that he was leaning against his back.

I saw that the woman was blowing on the ground, so she sat down against Gu Zhenyang and said, "My name is Yang Qian, thank you today." They all call you Raven, what should I call you? ”

Gu Zhenyang observed the intersection in the distance with thermal imaging, and said absentmindedly: "Just call me a crow, are you okay?" ”

Yang Qian said softly, "It's okay, they are all dead, what else can I do?" If I continue to get emotional, I'll only drag you down. ”

Gu Zhenyang felt that it was really not easy for this female intelligence officer named Yang Qian to have this awareness. If she is emotionally unstable, it is likely that she will be a time bomb planted in the next operation. Of course, if she really had a mental breakdown, it would be impossible for Gu Zhenyang to continue to take her on the way.

Yang Qian looked at Gu Zhenyang's camouflage-covered face and asked, "Are you their commander?" Can I know your name? ”

Gu Zhenyang didn't answer her, because a figure appeared in the thermal image, so Gu Zhenyang made a silent gesture, picked up the gun and continued to observe the person's movements, until the figure turned around and walked away in other directions at the intersection in the distance, Gu Zhenyang replied: "No, as for my name, I don't have a name, and they don't have either, you can call me a crow." ”

"Oh....." Yang Qian's voice was slightly disappointed. However, she can barely be regarded as a person on the hidden front, so she naturally knows that Gu Zhenyang said this because her secret level is not enough, so she said: "It's okay, I just want to know who my savior is." Thank you, Raven. ”

Yang Qian suddenly asked, "Can you tell me about your goals?" ”

Hearing this, Gu Zhenyang was a little strange, so he asked rhetorically, "What?" Headquarters didn't tell you? ”

Yang Qian stretched out her hand to comb the hair on her sideburns and said, "We usually have a one-line connection, and I am not responsible for OAOA. This time, the organization activated me, saying that there was a mission that needed our assistance, but now there is only one person who knows your goal, and it was supposed to announce the details of the mission after meeting you, but something happened before I met you...... Now that's just me, I want to see if there's anything I can do to help you. ”

Gu Zhenyang turned off the thermal imaging, turned back to Yang Qian and sighed: "Okay, OAOA kidnapped a person from our country and asked for ransom, we came here to rescue him, the person you said is the connector and guide arranged by the headquarters for us in this area, and now we have no intelligence, no location of the detention site." We are now a headless fly. ”

"The OAOA kidnapped our people?" Yang Qian said in surprise that in her impression, since the OAOA revealed its identity and expanded greatly, for the sake of safety, all domestic enterprise employees and overseas Chinese who came here have received emergency evacuation notices from the embassy, and many diplomatic charter planes and ships have been sent in China.

"yes, otherwise we wouldn't have been sent. The penetration of this area by the domestic intelligence services is still not good, we do not have a clear location of operations at all, if you know any possible clues, just let me know. As soon as the morning dawns, we will set off and take you to the evacuation point first, and someone will pick you up. Gu Zhenyang said, standing up and moving his somewhat stiff body.

Yang Qian lowered her head and thought for a while, and then she said firmly, "I'll act with you, I can help you." ”

"Just you?" Gu Zhenyang couldn't hold back, and said with a smile: "We have already avenged your revenge, don't be emotional, what we need to carry out is a high-risk combat mission, and it is likely that people will die." ”

But Yang Qian didn't stop there, I saw her say quickly: "Since my superiors activated me here, I have already had the consciousness of death, you don't understand the language here, you don't know the customs and habits of the people here, and you don't know the form here, I bet you don't even know how many armed factions there are here!" That's why my superiors sent me here, you have your mission, and I have it! ”