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When the three sniper units retreat back to the sniper position. Graves got bad news.

The opponent is not a weak chicken, and Graves himself knows how strong the combat effectiveness of the Night's Watch troops who go to fight is, but such a strong army needs to pay a heavy price to completely annihilate more than a hundred infidels.

Such a strong heretic must not be an unknown person, and when Graves learned that a platoon commander had captured a living infidel captive, Graves was overjoyed and decided to interrogate him himself.

"This is the opponent who is fighting us!?"

Graves looked at the bound heretic in front of him, he was half-kneeling on the ground at this time, his guards clothes were stained maroon with dried blood, and at the same time emitted a nasty and terrifying stench, this stench was faintly smelled even after Graves himself put on the power armor helmet, as for the lethality, looking at the night watch soldiers around him who were wearing breathing masks but still running far away, it was enough to know the power of this stench.

"Tell me the number and size of your troops, who are fighting with you, who are leading you, and what your purpose is.

Now, let's all speak together, and I'll let you go to your abusive scene without pain. ”

Graves gently kicked the captive in the shin, signaling him to be honest.

However, Graves's idea was obviously impossible to realize from the beginning, so the captured Blood Pact officer did not honestly confess, nor did he insult, but just glanced at Greyfus with contemptuous eyes, and after making sure that even if he resisted desperately, he could not achieve anything, and the Blood Pact officer waited for the torture to come.

Seeing the captive's performance, Graves couldn't help but touch his helmet with his hand, thinking in distress.

Trouble, it seems that this is a typical sadomasochistic believer, crazy but sensible, will not waste energy to do something meaningless, but not afraid of any torture and pain.

Look at the costume and markings on the captive, and the silver hideous mask that he sent with him after the captive, all of these characteristics indicate that this is the Blood Pact, the famous Bloody Pact elite heretic.

Now especially the ritualized scars that cross the captive's hands and face were left behind when he was summoned by the contract. These ritualized scars often appear on other parts of the body and on the face as well. The deeper and more severe wounds of war, as well as the number of war wounds, are indicative of an informal mark of honor and a belief in sadomasochism.

From these scars, this captive will certainly not work for some superficial interrogation methods, but too bloody interrogation methods will not necessarily work, but when fighting against terrorism, Graves does not want to be contaminated with a tyrannical character because of the ten tortures buried in his mind, and lay the groundwork for his own depravity, which is more than worth the loss for himself.

After thinking about it, Graves did find that he could do nothing about the captive, so he beckoned a night watchman and commanded.

"Go, you go to the back and call Chief Brand, there's a horrified captive here that needs to be dealt with."

"Yes, sir!"

After receiving the order, the night watchman turned and ran to the next compartment of the position, and at the same time, several night watchmen also endured the stench and ran up to re-gag the prisoner's mouth with rags, preventing him from committing suicide and causing unnecessary trouble to the director of the third company's think tank, Chief Brand.

At this time, Graves received bad news from Ralph Company Commander of the 3rd Tank Company of the Night's Watch - a Night's Watch soldier disappeared during a sniper operation.

This disappearance is not a death in action, but a disappearance with no human figure.

Hearing this, Graves' face suddenly became ugly, and there was no doubt that the Night's Watch soldier had been captured by the enemy who had been secretly ambushed around him during the battle.

On the other side, in the cabin occupied by the Blood Pact troops, a bloody corpse of the Night Watch had just died at this time, and a blood pact commander wearing the long coat of the Imperial Defense Army and wearing a golden mask around him was covered by a mask at this time, and he couldn't see what it looked like, but judging from the low air pressure on his body, the Blood Pact commander with the nickname of the Blood Butcher was not in a good mood at this time.

And the reason why the commander-in-chief of the blood pact is in a bad mood, the veterans of the Death Brigade who are responsible for the protection duties around him certainly know the reason for all this.

Within the Blood Pact, certain elite or veteran units form an organization known as the Death Brigades, and they are the best and most ruthless Blitz squads in the Blood Pact. Although few in number, the Death Brigades are often spearheaded by attacks as private companies of high-level Chaos Leaders, or deployed for special missions, and they are the most feared of all Blood Pact units.

But now, even the soldiers of the Death Brigade, who are elite veterans of the Blood Pact, do not want to touch the anger of the commander now, because when the Commander-in-Chief of the Blood Pact used his most smug means to torture the prisoners just now, he found that he could not make the enemy open his mouth no matter what, and the degree of rigidity was that even the soldiers of the Death Brigade sighed to themselves.

Therefore, after not getting any useful information for a long time, the commander-in-chief of the Blood Pact, who was furious in his heart, made a heavy hand and forcibly tore out the prisoner's intestines with his bare hands, intending to use the most cruel means to submit to him, but he did not expect that before the result could be achieved, the prisoner died of his physical injuries.

And after the commander-in-chief of the blood pact did it himself, he still couldn't get anything useful, which was undoubtedly a slap in the face, so the mood of the commander-in-chief of the blood pact was so angry.

The Commander-in-Chief of the Blood Pact was silent for a long time before calming his anger a little, and he turned around and shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Go find a Chaos Warlock, even if this Storm Strike Team is dead, I must know what I want to know from his soul!!"

"Yes, Ellis!"

"In addition, to regroup the troops, I need to go into battle as soon as possible to see if the other side is really more powerful than the Imperial Storm Assault Team I have fought against!" (To be continued.) )