Returning to the interrogation room, Raman was in a bad mood.

The familiar world suddenly became strange, which made Raman feel better.

"We meet again."

Sitting across from the soap, Raman said hello.

Glancing at Raman, Soap hung his head and did not speak.

Last night, as soon as he slept, the soldiers guarding him would wake him up.

So, Soap didn't sleep all night.

He knew that this was to dampen his will to resist.

Because, he used this trick on those captives before.

Therefore, he can only bear the soap silently.

"John McTavish, born in Scotland. He served in the 3rd Battalion of a paratrooper regiment in a brigade in Northern Ireland and later joined the SAS, where he was commanded by John Price. ”

Raman took out a document and told him about the soap.

Soap didn't speak, just looked at Raman quietly.

"Later, in response to the threat of the new Russian extremist group headed by Vladimir Makarov, Task Force 141 was formed. One of the founders is General Sheffield, and you are the field commander. Am I right, Captain McTavish. Raman said.

"Great, you'll know who I am. I thought that no one else in this world would know about it except the commander-in-chief. Soap said casually.

Fan Bufan had confessed before that if they were arrested, they could reveal any news other than going to other worlds.

It doesn't matter whether it's military deployment, or equipment parameters.

In addition, there must be no equipment falling into the hands of the enemy and revealing Fan Bufan's real name and appearance.

In addition to these, everything is based on saving life and can be played at will.

"Commander-in-chief? Who is he? Raman asked casually.

"My boss, there's only so much I can tell you." Soapy laughs.

Seeing this, Raman knew that Soap wouldn't say much, so he pressed the doubt in his heart and continued to ask.

"Who else are you with this time?"

"Before answering you, can I eat something if I want?"

Now he still has a use, so soap will not miss any opportunity to reap the benefits.

Glancing at the soap, Raman asked, "If I meet your requirements, will you tell the truth?" ”

"Of course, it's not classified information." Soap doesn't matter.

"Okay, you wait."

Raman glanced at the camera, waiting for Peters for their instructions.

Peters and Gary discussed it, and Peters said, "Yes, I've already asked someone to prepare." ”

Through the Bluetooth headset, Raman learned the news.

"The above has agreed, wait a minute."

In about ten minutes, the door of the container was opened.

Opening the door of the container, Raman took the plate.

Placing the plate in front of Soap, Raman unwound his handcuffs.

As for the anklets, you don't need to use your feet to eat.

"This steak is not good, not as good as mine. Is this mashed potatoes? It's like a piece of shit. Soap commented as he ate it.

Hearing the black line, Raman resisted the urge to beat him and said, "It's good to have these at special moments." ”

After breakfast, Soap asked for a cigar.

"Say, I want to know something." Soap asked, puffing on the smoke ring.

"Who else is with you this time?"

"There are twenty-four people in total, including Xiaoqiang, Ghost, Yuri, and Zero." Soap was very spineless and reported the personnel one by one.

"Some of the people in the front are members of Task Force 141, and the members in the back don't have any relevant information."

In Command, an analyst spoke to Peters.

"Laman, where did Price go?" Peters instructed Raman through the communicator.

"What about Price? Isn't he your captain? Raman asked.

Spit out a smoke ring and said with soap: "The old man has now taken a back seat, and he is now in charge of training special forces." ”

"So, except for your Task Force 141, the others are all trained by Price?"

"Yes, it's all elite. Although he is young, he is much better than us. ”

It seems that something has been thought, and Soap is full of emotion.

"Take notes, and focus on the young special operators." Peters ordered.

"Okay, General."

"Raman, ask about their gear."

Rahman said, "What about your equipment?" Where did it all come from! ”

"Of course, we produce it ourselves, we have our own production line." Soap is a matter of course.

"It has its own complete industrial system, and the level of science and technology is not low." The analyst said.

"Ask them who made their exoskeletons, especially if they have any equipment for the whole army."

"Tell me about your exoskeletons!" Rahman asked.

Seeing Raman's expression, Soap suddenly smiled.

"I've said so much, can you let me go out and have some fun." Soap demanded.

Raman was stunned and didn't know what to say.

In the command headquarters, Peters and the others discussed: "Satisfy him, as long as he cooperates." ”

You must know that Prescott has a lot of troops, and he is not afraid of soap and tricks.

Guarded by a large group of soldiers, Soap came outside as he wished.

Feeling the cool breeze outside, the soap tapped his fingers seemingly inadvertently.

"General, the suspect is out of contact, and it looks like it should be Morse code."

Through monitoring, the analyst noticed the movement of the soap.

"Instructor, Captain Thorpe has appeared."

On a hill near Prescott, a member of the Spark Special Combat Team said to Price, who was resting on the side.

Price, who was resting, rolled over and raised his sniper rifle.

Through the scope, Price found soap in the barracks, which was guarded by a group of soldiers.

Inadvertently seeing the soap's fingers tapping, Price thoughtfully asked.

After analyzing the meaning of the code word, Price and the other soap saw this direction, and immediately lifted the visor cloth in front of the scope and quickly closed it.

Soap smiled at the fleeting reflection.

"General, it's been analyzed: good, don't move." The analyst said.

"Good, don't move?" Peters muttered to himself.

"I think it should be that I'm fine, don't act rashly." Gary Road.

"The other party stopped the code transmission, I think he should know that the other party received it." The analyst said suddenly.

"Quick, immediately let the troops search the nearby area." Peters said abruptly to Garcia.

"Yes, General."

Seeing the large number of soldiers leaving the barracks, as well as the helicopters, Soap didn't care at all.

He knew that Price had been treacherous, and that it was all pediatric.

"There are soldiers coming out, they should be looking for us, and they are all hidden." Price saw soldiers coming out of the barracks and admonished.

Looking at the helicopter speeding overhead, Price and they didn't move.

"Open the thermal search and take a look." Helicopter, pilot's lane.

After searching for a while, the driver found nothing.

"It's useless, the other party should be wearing a special auspicious suit." The co-pilot guessed.

"Let's go back, this mountain is so big, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Subsequently, all the helicopters slowly returned to the barracks.

Seeing the troops who returned in vain, soap smoked a cigar and watched it all coldly.

Taken to the interrogation room again, Raman asked, "Judging by the way you look, your teammates seem to have received the signal." ”

"Yes, it seems that you did not find them. It's a pity, I still want to see the old man get caught. Soap shook his head and said regretfully.

"Without further ado, let's get down to business!" Raman Dao.

"Ask whatever you want!" Soap casually said.

Raman nodded: "It's still the same question from before, who made your exoskeleton?" ”

The soap stand spread his hands and said, "I really don't know too much about this, but I do know which company it is." ”

Rahman's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Oh? Which company? ”

"Stark Corporation!"

"Stark!?" Hearing this answer, both Raman and Peters were shocked.

Raman suddenly stood up and asked loudly, "Is it Tony Stark, or Howard Stark." ”

Seeing this performance of the other party, Soap understood that the other party seemed to know about the company.

Soap suddenly felt more and more curious about the world.