They were Valentin and Langley, and the one himself, Ishii. I saw Ishii's swollen lips moving, "Damn...... Are you kid still alive? We threw in the towel. His eyes were swollen to the point that there was only one slit left.

"Of course, Lao Tzu won't be so easy to do. Come closer! A fierce smile appeared at the corner of Yang Mingyun's mouth.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out from diagonally behind, and a bullet grazed Yang Mingyun's shoulder.

Yang Mingyun quickly knelt down on one leg, turned around, and saw a person crawling up from the pile of dead people, half of his face was blown away, but he was still holding on to try to raise the automatic pistol in his hand again.

Yang Mingjun returned a shot. But at this moment, Valentin's right hand flashed, and he pulled out a pocket pistol from his neckline. Syllable! A brown anesthetic needle shot into Yang Mingyun's neck, and he immediately collapsed.

Yang Mingyun gradually regained consciousness, but his mind was still hazy and had no ability to think. The only thing that is clear is that he is alive.

It was pitch black in front of him, and Yang Mingyun felt a little uneasy, worried about whether he was blind. As soon as I was in a hurry, my consciousness became clear.

At this moment, he felt an unbearable hunger and thirst, and also felt a slight vibration spread to his body, as if he were on a ship.

His limbs slowly became sensible, and he tried to move his hands and feet, but to no avail, he lay on his back and his hands and feet were firmly tied to the ground.

The only thing that could move was the head, but that didn't help him in the slightest. His skin felt cold, and it seemed that he was sleeping on an iron plate, and his clothes had been stripped of all his clothes.

There was a pungent smell of feces and urine all around, and although the air was a little stuffy, I felt a cool breeze around my buttocks, and maybe the iron plate under my butt was taken away.

Yang Mingyun was hungry and thirsty, and his smoking addiction was not satisfied, which was really uncomfortable. After more than ten hours, in order to alleviate some pain, he fell asleep again in a daze.

A strong light shot down from above, making Yang Mingyun wake up again, but as soon as he opened his eyes, the dazzling bright light forced him to quickly close his eyes again.

Footsteps from far and near. Three guys came and walked up to Yang Mingyun, "How is it?" No matter how good you are, you can only lie here honestly. One of the guys scoffed, it was his own voice, it seemed to be Ishii.

"Give me water." Yang Mingyun groaned, licking his chapped lips, even his tongue was dry, and his mouth hurt when he moved.

"Of course you're going to be thirsty. You kid hasn't eaten or drunk for three days, and besides, we don't have a bodhisattva's heart, so we'll give you water to drink. Ishii smiled happily and said, "Well, if you confess, we can consider giving you water to drink." Well, say! What organization are you from? ”

“……”

"Don't worry, as long as you say it, we absolutely guarantee your life and will not take you to feed the sharks...... You can feel it, too. This is the bilge of the freighter. Now, the ship is heading to the stronghold of our League of Liberals and Justices. If we really want to kill you, we won't have to bother to get you on board. ”

"Got it." Yang Mingyun moaned hoarsely and said, "I said, say it all." However, you must give me water to drink first, or your mouth will be so dry that you will not even be able to speak. ”

"Okay, okay, every time you say a word, I'll reward you with a sip of water," Shi Jing lifted an iron kettle and put the spout into Yang Mingyun's mouth.

The water was a little hot and smelled of rust. But for Yang Mingyun now, its taste is sweeter and more rich than any fine wine, but as soon as he took a sip, the spout retracted.

"Alright, it's time to talk about it." Ishii urged.

"Well, I said, it's an acronym for the Chinese Intelligence Service Company, which sounds very grand, but it's actually mostly made up of a bunch of guys who were fired by the Intelligence Bureau of the Ministry of Finance. We specialize in taking advantage of the friction between large companies to make profits, and this time we learned about the leak of the radar system from the Intelligence Bureau of the Ministry of Finance, and thought that if we did it well, we would make a lot of money. We're going to get involved...... Give water a drink! Yang Mingjun began to tell a set of lies. This time the lie was made up in advance, and it was only allowed to be told when you were in a desperate situation.

"I'll give you another bite, okay, please tell me the address of the CIS, the name of the person in charge, and the members." Ishii said.

In this way, every sip of water that Yang Mingyun drank was not a fiction, but a stand-in set up in advance to confuse the enemy. In the CIS there are all old people, who enjoy good treatment, and finally have nothing to do, waiting for death that may come at any time, and exchange their lives for an amount much higher than the insurance money in the case of accidental death.

After the interrogation, Shijing picked up the kettle and put it in Yang Mingyun's mouth and poured it violently, so that Yang Mingyun almost vomited.

Ishii turned and left. The light went out, and the water that Yang Mingyun drank was quickly absorbed by his body, and it didn't take long for him to feel his urine bloated and pee, and it was only then that he found that he had a rubber tube on his male root.

A few hours later, the intense light shone on the eye again, and the footsteps of several people approached. They blindfolded Yang Mingyun and removed the rubber tube that was fixed with adhesive tape on his male roots.

The ship's diesel engine suddenly let out a roar. There was a gentle thud from the bottom of the boat, and the propeller made a loud noise.

It turned out that the propeller had come to a reversal that slowed down the boat. After a while, the propeller changed to forward rotation again, and the boat slowly moved forward.

The ship came to a standstill.

The iron plate under Yang Mingyun's body seemed to be a deputy stretcher, and several people let out a shout and lifted Yang Mingyun and the iron plate onto a car, and the motor buzzed, and the car started.

The car drove up a steep slope. As if on the deck of the ship, Yang Mingyun heard all kinds of sounds, there were echoes in the cave, the sound of waves crashing on the shore, it seems that this is a dock built by introducing seawater into the cave.

The car drove off the boat and drove to the dock, and then, sometimes uphill and sometimes downhill for a while, suddenly, the echo disappeared, and Yang Mingjun felt the strong sun shining on him.

The car drove non-stop for three hours, and the road conditions were so bad that Yang Mingyun was sweating all over.

When the car finally stopped, Yang Mingyun couldn't even breathe. He licked his lips, sweaty and dripping. Fortunately, the sensation of the skin indicated that the car was parked in the shade of a tree.

Yang Mingyun was lifted off the car along with an iron stretcher, placed on the ground, the blindfold was removed, and the first thing he saw was the coconut leaf roof and the blue sky around him.

Yang Mingyun was lying on his back facing the sky, only his head could still turn from side to side. He saw a group of natives with multicolored faces and chests surrounding him.

These natives had brown and yellow skin, very grim faces, and wore protective holsters on their lower bodies, so that they looked like the natives of Guinea, each with a spear and a bow and arrow, and a bullet belt around his bare waist, on which hung a holster, a brute knife, and a leather bag.

Ishii stood in the middle of the group, "These guys don't know English, so it's useless to say anything, and of course, they don't know how to speak. Your hands and feet are firmly fixed to the iron rice, and you can't run away. But if you try to run, you'll be killed and eaten by these savages, and at that point, don't blame me for not explaining it in advance. ”

"What are you going to do with me," Yang Mingyun asked with a groan.

"How do I know. I just commanded you from above to keep you alive. Ishii said with a sneer, and then got into the assistant seat of the car. In a moment, the car ran away and disappeared.

Yang Mingyun sighed, and observed the situation left and right, this is located in the middle of the basin, surrounded by lush tropical forests, there is a pig house on the right, and there is a steamed bun-shaped thatched hut on the left.

Two natives stayed behind to guard Yang Mingyun, and the rest either entered the hut on the left or disappeared into the primeval forest. A native used coconut shells to hold water for Yang Mingyun to drink.

At dusk, the men gathered in the thatched hut where Yang Mingyun lay with only a roof and pillars. Some of them were plucking the feathers of wildbirds of extremely bright colors caught from the forest, while others were skinning large lizards.

A few others pulled a boar out of the barn and put it down, and one of them took up a knife and slit the pig's throat. They caught the spurting pig's blood with coconut shells, took it to the men, and drank it.

The pigs were put into a large pit dug in the ground along with wild birds, Mahishi and breadfruit, and roasted on firewood. After the roasting, the natives gathered around the fire to share the food. A man fed Yang Mingyun coconut milk and salted roasted food, so that the land was full.

At night, the temperature dropped suddenly, but thanks to this, he was saved from mosquito bites, and a fire burned next to Yang Mingyun. At night, four natives took turns guarding Yang Mingyun.

Three days have passed, Yang Mingyun's physical strength has recovered, but because his hands and feet are shackled, his body is itchy and unbearable, which is almost crazy.

In the evening of the fourth day, Ishii finally arrived again in a car. Yang Mingjun was blindfolded again and carried into the car along with an iron stretcher.

This time, the car traveled for two hours and arrived at its destination. Yang Mingyun was carried out of the car, his hands were untied from the iron stretcher first, and a pair of handcuffs were replaced in front of his stomach; A 30-kilogram iron ball was attached to his neck and untied from the stretcher.

Several people picked up Yang Mingyun, moved him to a chair and sat up, then handcuffed his two feet and necks that dragged the iron ball to the two front legs of the chair, and finally tied his body to the back of the chair with a cable.

After doing all this, he took off the blindfold and opened the handcuffs that cuffed Yang Mingyun's hands. It was already night, and Yang Mingyun had a slender dining table in front of him, which was lit by electric lights and was piled with sumptuous dishes and many wine bottles.

Sitting on the chair opposite Yang Mingyun was a typical Erman man, wearing a tuxedo, looking like he was in his seventies, with shiny silver hair. He was looking at Yang Mingyun with a smile.

More than two dozen people sat around the table. Valentin and Langley are among them, with burn scars on their faces and wigs on their burnt hair.

There are not only the Germans, but also about half of the Latins and themselves. Ishii also changed into a tuxedo, wore a wig, and sat on a chair next to Yang Mingyun. Behind those men, there stood a number of heavily armed soldiers of different races. It is also a lowland, surrounded by black-pressed primeval forests.

"Welcome, welcome, Mr. Yang Mingyun." The silver-haired old man sitting across from him said in a thick German accent, "Let me introduce myself, I am the president of the League of Liberty and Justice, Bromcht?" Liddell, once upon a time, was an ace pilot in the Luftwaffe. ”

"It's rude that I came to see you bare-bottomed." Yang Mingjun tried his best to show a sarcastic smile.

"If you're trying to escape, I'll just press this button," Riddle said, pointing to a red button protruding from the surface in front of him, "and the chair you're sitting on will soon become an electric chair." ”

"Well, why are you letting me attend such a dinner?" Yang Mingyun asked casually by putting down his hands.

Ishii immediately shouted, "Put your hands on the table!" ”

"You've fully recovered your strength, haven't you? With tonight's dinner, we're ready to give you a final supplement. We're getting a little bored right now, so we're going to wait until late at night for a game of hunting. ”

Riddle said as he picked up his empty wine glass, and an Oriental man dressed as a waiter hurriedly poured a fragrant wine into his glass.

"It's a head-hunting game. It's up to you to take care of the prey. If you can make it to the shoreline, then we'll take you as your subordinate. Anyway. Your CIS organization is completely finished, and you need to re-join an organization. ”

Yang Mingjun shrugged, "Then it depends on whether I can reach the coastline alive, right?" ”

"Yes." Riddle said, "If you can survive." We don't want you to get killed at the beginning of the game, isn't that too much of a disappointment? That's why we've given you three days of rest and enough nutrients to fully recover your strength. ”

Yang Mingyun's cup was also poured with fragrant wine. Dinner began. Some dishes, such as turtle soup, are superb.

Yang Mingjun was afraid of getting drunk, and the wine and brandy were basically not stained.

However, during dinner, Yang Mingjun asked them a lot of information. It turned out that the League of the Free and Just was in possession of a large amount of gold, silver, and jewelry, all of which had been plundered by Germany from the occupied European countries in World War I, and the League of the Free and Just took twenty years to build this uninhabited island into a sea fortress. The "Hongyan" bombers that were hijacked from China were hidden in the huge underground airfield. The underground runway is 50 meters wide, and the exit is equipped with a steam catapult device for aircraft take-off.

Riddle and the others probably thought that it was impossible for Yang Mingyun to reach the coastline alive, so they told Yang Mingyun these secrets, but they did not reveal a word about what kind of ambush and trap were waiting for Yang Mingyun.

Riddle and the others finished their last glass of brandy and began to smoke. As soon as the cigarettes were finished, they stood up. Riddle smiled and said to Yang Mingyun: "Then, do it well." Well, by the way, I would like to remind you that when you run away, it's better to avoid the road. Because all roads are covered with remote-controlled mines, the person who is spying on you can blow a button and you'll be blown to pieces. If the game ends too early, it's not fun. ”

Yang Mingyun was blindfolded and handcuffed again, but his body was loosened. Then several people put him on a canvas stretcher and carried him for more than twenty minutes.

When they arrived, they put down their stretchers and left. Yang Mingyun heard the door of the iron cage "clang" shut, and in order to save his physical strength, he lay down and did not move.

Half an hour later, I suddenly heard Ishii's voice, "Come here!" I'll remove the blindfold and handcuffs for you. ”

Yang Mingyun dragged the iron ball hanging from his neck on his feet and knees, and crawled towards the place where Ishii's voice came from. Suddenly, his forehead hit the iron railing, and he snorted in pain.

The blindfold was cut by Ishii with a dagger.

Only then did Yang Mingyun see that he was locked in an iron cage 2 meters high and 5 meters square, and the iron railing was 10 centimeters thick, even if ten gorillas were on it together, they could not twist it.

Ishii took off the handcuffs for Yang Mingyun outside the cage. Yang Mingyun glanced at the big lock on the cage door.

"The lock can't be opened with a key, so you should discourage the idea of opening it as soon as possible, for here it is dawn at six o'clock in the morning, but the sun will come out later. The lock was blasted by a timer at three o'clock in the morning. At that point, you kid can come out, and when the cage door opens, give you fifteen minutes to get out safely. Within these fifteen minutes. You have to run as far away as possible. ”

Ishii said as he used the key outside the cage door to open the chains with iron balls on Yang Mingyun's two necks.

"Do I have a weapon?"

"Nope. I warn you that if you smash the cage with an iron ball and try to bend the iron bar, bullets will come in immediately. Believe it or not! ”

Ishii stood up and raised his right hand, and suddenly a shuttle of bullets flew from the forest, passed under the iron fence, and hit Yang Mingyun's feet, splashing mud one after another.

"See clearly, right? And also. The lower railing of the cage is buried in the ground, and it is in vain if you try to dig a hole to escape. Well, see you later. Ishii departed, and after a while, he disappeared into the forest.

Yang Mingyun flexed his legs and moved for a while. I wore chains on my feet for a few days, and my joints were a little stiff. Next to the cage door, there is a pair of green pants, a cloth shirt and a pair of black galoshes.

In a cage. Yang Mingjun put on a cloth shirt and pants, and then put on rubber shoes with thick soles.

I groped through the pockets of my shirt and trousers, and found only a pack of cigarettes and a box of paper matches, and nothing that could be used as a weapon.

In order to save physical strength, Yang Mingyun lay on the ground, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and lit it with a paper match.

He inhaled deeply, his heart was very unsettled, tonight, whether he was dead or alive could be seen...... The only thing that can be used as a weapon is the chain with iron balls that was previously used as shackles.

He threw it away until it burned almost to his fingers, but he immediately felt uneasy. He reached into the chest pocket of his shirt and tried to pull another cigarette from the cigarette case to smoke.

(To be continued)