"Damn it, he still didn't say a word? You are the worst mercenaries I have ever seen, the most useless interrogations! Someone was yelling in anger outside in English, and on the third day, his patience was on the verge of running out at any moment.

The bearded man with the big beard on his chest glanced at the government official who was angry at him, and a hint of ferocity flashed in the owl's eyes, "Oh, so it seems that your government has a way, then sir, I will hand him over to you." ”

The man was dressed in a white robe, white wide-legged trousers, and his facial features were Central Asian, but he raised his hand, and several mercenaries wearing desert camouflage bulletproof vests walked over, tall and tall, all holding A(K)47 assault rifles, standing behind the man.

When the officer from the government saw it, he immediately took a step back, and looked at the high-ranking officer in the ST mercenary army vigilantly, and said with a heavy face: "No, we don't need him, we just need to ask which country he is, Sacra, we just need to know this, that's all." ”

"I know, I've been trying, but sometimes it's not like we work hard to get what you want." Sacra could still smile and point to the captives inside the closed iron door, "See, sir, don't let him open his mouth now, it's hard to make him open his eyes." ”

"His wounds weren't treated, oh yes, yes, you weren't allowed to treat his wounds. Of course, we were all in favor of making him miserable, but now that he doesn't even have the strength to speak, how do we know what country he is? ”

"Judging by the color of his skin, the color of his hair and the color of his eyes, we think he is Asian, and that's all we know."

Sacra's words made the officers from the government army squint, and after a moment he smiled fiercely, "Trust me, I'll find a way to get him to speak." ”

He beckoned to his guard, and saw the fierceness in Sacra's eyes deepen.

Waiting for the government guards to leave, he sneered: "Since you want to interrogate yourself, I think our mercenary money can also be collected in advance." ”

At the mention of the mercenary money, the official who came on behalf of the government immediately laughed, "Sacra, with our cooperative relationship, I don't think it's in a hurry now." Wait a minute, we'll hear the guy soon. ”

Interrogating and torturing a captive doesn't need to take care of anything, especially interrogating a guy who can't get back alive, as long as he gets what he wants, he will be killed immediately.

...... the employment relationship, the mistrust, the unstable partnership, and the interrogation of himself only began on the third day, it seems that it is not Sacra who has lost patience, but the government has lost patience.

Ten minutes later, footsteps were heard, and the locked iron door creaked open, and four people entered.

"Wake him up." The government officer opened his mouth ferociously, condescendingly looking down at the prisoners who had been wounded by the artillery fire, and when he saw a cold hand exposed under the wound on K7's shoulder, he raised his foot, stepped on the wound with the heel of his leather shoe, and twisted his ankle to let the heel of the shoe crush the wound fiercely.

The wound had not bled anymore, and was crushed by the hard heel of the shoe, and the bright red blood and the scab and wisps of blood crushed out, revealing a bright red and hideous wound.

K7 didn't move, as if unconscious, but frowned, as if he was sleeping because he was uncomfortable.