Osama only has the general idea of a dirty bomb, but the specific manufacture depends on the nuclear expert, although Pakistan also has nuclear experts, but this matter cannot be related to Pakistan, and it has to drag India into the water.

The nuclear expert had woken up, and the pain in his arm began to gradually stimulate his nerves, and he couldn't help but get up. At the same time, his eyes slowly opened, and the vicious militant appeared in front of his eyes again.

"What do you want to do with me?" The nuclear expert asked Osama.

"I want you to design a dirty bomb for us." "We need a model, how to place the nuclear material, how much is needed, how much explosives are needed, what shape is needed to be the most effective," Osama said. ”

"That can't be." The nuclear expert said, "Unless you kill me." ”

"Of course we're not going to kill you." Osama had a smile on his face: "We're just going to help you, come on, give him another injection of something to relieve his pain!" ”

With that, Osama stood up, and a soldier next to him took out a syringe from the medicine box again and walked towards the nuclear expert.

Suddenly, the nuclear expert's body trembled, he had already guessed something, the other party injected himself with something addictive! If you become addicted to yourself, you will be completely controlled by the other party!

His body shrank back, but then he was grabbed by a pair of huge palms, and the other party's needle pierced his arm, and the moment the needle pierced in, he felt a kind of pleasure, and the wound was uncomfortable and painful, and when he closed his eyes, it seemed that his body began to swim in the clouds, fluttering.

It was only deep down that he sensed something was wrong. The thing that just injected himself is definitely not just used to help him relieve pain, this kind of thing is definitely addictive!

When all the sensations faded, he felt a pang of collapse even though he had done nothing.

Outside. It was slowly getting brighter.

Tied back to the back seat of the motorcycle, the nuclear expert was a little sluggish.

"Looks like I slept well yesterday." Osama said, "Give him one more injection, this time two injections!" ”

With fear in his eyes, the nuclear expert watched as the other party injected two injections into his arm, and then, the pupils of his eyes began to change, and a wonderful scene appeared in front of him.

"It works well." Osama said, "Let's go. ”

"Mr. Ben, intelligence from Hyderabad has arrived. The Indian government did not compromise with us, but intensified the offensive, and the vanguard troops had already entered the city and were fighting with us street by street. Binderan Waal said to Osama.

"The Indian government is a bunch of brainless guys, and they are testing our bottom line to see if we dare to do this." "We have to let them know," Osama said. It is precisely because of their naivety that so many innocent civilians have been killed. ”

The motorcycle team continues to drive through the wilderness. Their goal is Kolkata, India's second largest city!

Halfway through, the nuclear expert was injected twice, and almost all of his body remained in a state of euphoria, looking like that. I knew that I must have fallen into another world, and that world was heaven.

When night fell again, the motorbike team finally arrived on the outskirts of Kolkata, a small city called Howrah. In an abandoned factory outside the city, they rested again.

"How does it feel?" Putting the nuclear expert down and watching the other man tremble, Osama felt a great sense of accomplishment.

"You all deserve hell!" The nuclear expert said viciously to Osama and the others.

"Yes, we should all go to hell, so you should go to heaven?" Osama said, "You are engaged in a profession that goes to hell!" You're working on nuclear weapons, you're going to make more people die! ”

"No, I'm for the future of India!" "India is a big country and it must have nuclear weapons to be able to deter its neighbors," the nuclear expert said. ”

As he spoke, his body suddenly trembled, and he felt that every muscle, every cell, was longing for something.

"Quick, give me another injection." The nuclear expert said to Osama.

Everyone has a different degree of resistance to this injection, and some people have to be injected repeatedly for a month before they become dependent, that is, addicted, and this guy in front of him is obviously the worst physique, only two days, a high dose of eight injections, is already addicted.

This feeling makes people unable to survive and die, and it is even more painful.

Osama looked at the guy in front of him, slowly convulsed and fell to the ground, and then rolled around, knowing that he had successfully controlled this guy.

Death can relieve the problem, but the will to survive will make most people not choose to die, and if they don't die, they have to be at the mercy of others.

"If I want you to inject you, that's fine, but you'll have to help us make a dirty bomb." Osama said.

"It can't be." said the nuclear expert.

"Then you can continue to enjoy it." "We have a lot more to give you a try," Osama said. ”

The eyes seem to be protruding from the sockets, and the whole body is no longer under the control of the brain, and it is completely spontaneously carrying out low-level nerve reflexes, which is as if you have fallen into a cold hell.

"How? Agreed? Osama asked.

"No... Can... Yes. The nuclear expert is still holding on.

"Okay." Osama said, "Then nail him a few more drills." Osama said.

A warrior expertly opened his equipment to reveal a metal chisel that could be used to roast and eat on kebabs or to insert other meat.

For example, now, the convulsive nuclear expert, watching the two big men press down one of his legs, and then, the sharp chisel is about to be inserted into his toes, he knows what the other party wants to do.

"Now you don't feel any pain, maybe you'll enjoy it a lot." Osama said happily to the other party.

Now, his nerves are in a state of disorder, and he can't feel the pain below for the time being, but that strong visual touch makes his heart completely afraid, the other party is the devil, the devil who came out of hell!

"Okay, I agree." Looking at the hammer, about to be inserted into his toes, he finally gave in.

"Give him a shot first." Osama said.

The needle was injected into his arm again, and his convulsive body finally relaxed, and the expression on his face began to gradually become enjoyable, and his eyes were glazed, obviously entering another world.

When this feeling passed, I didn't have any strength in my body, and my brain hurt as if it had exploded, and my brain seemed to vaguely remember what happened at that time.

I was already sitting in a chair, a closed room, with only a lamp, dimly lit, and behind that lamp, another person sit.

"Sir, please tell me how we can make a dirty bomb." The man's cold voice came.

Suddenly, the nuclear expert's body trembled, and he finally remembered that he had promised the other party at that time to make a dirty bomb!

No, even death won't help them! When that feeling passed, he now had reason in his mind again.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about." said the nuclear expert.

"Don't know?" The other party listened to the words of the nuclear expert, and continued to say coldly: "What you promised us, you should do it, three hours ago, you promised us to help us make a dirty bomb, and now, do you want to go back on it?" You should know that now you have no turning back, you, as an Indian nuclear expert, have helped us, obtained India's nuclear materials, and promised to help us make a dirty bomb, and now you are repentant? ”

"When did I help you?" Nuclear experts were even more shocked.

"Without your help, how could we possibly know the routes for transporting nuclear materials? If we don't know the line, how can we ambush there in advance? The escorts are all dead, and you're the only one left, do you still want to quibble? The other party continued.

The nuclear expert's heart sank, he knew that he had been cheated by the other party, completely trapped!

"Your family in New Delhi has been taken over by the Indian government, and we speculate that they are likely trying to lure you into taking the bait." The other party continued: "Fortunately, our people rushed to the front and rescued your six-year-old son, otherwise, he would have been killed by the Indian government." ”

Six-year-old son! This nuclear expert has six children, five daughters, and one son! In India, daughters are worthless.

Now, hearing that his youngest son was saved by the other party, in fact, he was controlled by the other party and taken hostage, and the nuclear expert knew that he was afraid that he had no way out.

"What did you do to him?" The nuclear expert asked.

"We've got him covered." The other party continued: "Now, it depends on your level of cooperation. ”

"I don't know how to make a dirty bomb." The nuclear expert said: "I am a nuclear expert, but I am studying nuclear bombs, not dirty bombs. ”

"Looks like you still don't believe us." The other man said, "Are we going to send you your youngest son's hands so that you can trust us to protect him?" Dr. Sal? Dr. Baba's assistant? ”

In the past two days, while rushing with this nuclear expert, Osama was not idle, and sent this guy's appearance back to Pakistan, and then, through the intelligence agencies, he found out the identity of this guy, and it was actually a big fish that escaped in Mumbai, Dr. Baba's assistant! (To be continued......)