After the enemy's special forces stunned the personnel in the secret room, they immediately and unceremoniously and violently tore open the explosion-proof soundproof door with a vacuum layer up to 38 centimeters thick.

When Zhuang Yan woke up, he saw a room full of busy soldiers in special combat uniforms, who were engrossed in tinkering with the computer and communicating fluently:

“Noauthority.”

“404again？”

“Fvcking404again。”

Zhuang Yan knew that these people had no authority, and they couldn't even hack the external host of the computing center. Let's not talk about anything else, "permission" is very particular.

Those who have authority live the days of authority, and those who do not have authority live the days of not having authority. No one can cross this line, no one.

Not even a special forces airborne division with great powers.

Zhuang Yan saw a veteran frantically kick the computer that refused him to log in, kicking and muttering:

“What!”

“Fvcking!”

“404!”

Seeing that the captive opened his eyes, the veteran who was frantically kicking the computer quickly walked over, stepped on the middle of the chair that tied Zhuang Yan tightly, rested his elbows on his knees and stared at Zhuang Yan, and asked in fluent Chinese: "As long as you answer my questions, I will guarantee your personal safety." ”

Zhuang Yan's gaze moved down from the veteran's pale pale sparse eyebrows, and narrowed his eyes to meet his blue eyes. Then Zhuang Yan's eyes suddenly widened from the line of fox-like squints to the roundness that almost burst out of his eyes:

“Suckmydick。”

The translation is: Eat my eagle.

Without saying a word, the veteran directly raced against time to pull out the needle cap on the syringe in his palm, pinched Zhuang Yan's arm like lightning, pricked the tip of the needle, pierced and pricked Zhuang Yan's elbow in the median vein, and pushed a tube full of sodium thiopental mixture into his vein.

Then the veteran pulled out the needle, threw it away, touched the stubble on his chin, and carefully observed the progress of Zhuang Yan's convulsions and tremors.

“Toosoon。” The captain he trusted leaned over, looked at Zhuang Yan and shook his head, "You must at least confirm his medical history." ”

The captain meant that the truth elixir was used too early.

"The elixir will work." The veteran carefully observed Zhuang Yan and counted his symptoms. Zhuang Yan was struggling with suffocation, he rolled his eyes, his tongue protruded, and he looked like he was being choked by the neck. But the veteran was indifferent, he knew that it was caused by laryngospasm (anti-shielding) spasm. And because the drug injection was too fast, Zhuang Yan's breathing was weak, his face was like white paper, and his breath was dying, and the veteran was still indifferent, because respiratory depression and low blood pressure were expected reactions.

The mechanism of action of this truth teller is to weaken the activity of the brain, so that people lose the ability to "lie" and make complex logical structures. At the same time, it eliminates the inhibition of the brain, so that people can speak involuntarily and answer almost any question.

Only in the event of cardiac arrest will he be resuscitated.

"It's going to work," he muttered, his heartstrings tightened. He was afraid that Zhuang Yan was allergic, that Zhuang Yan's heart was going to stop, and that Zhuang Yan's breathing would stop. He doesn't have time to play the game of doctors and patients, "Their country's military inspection is almost harsh, and more than 1,700 items will be inspected, and this AAA-level top-secret base will be strictly screened. The odds of them having a psychopath serve at the base are about zero. ”

When he said this, he was actually comforting himself and keeping hope alive. Because in the case of hacking the computer center host, the most reliable shortcut to obtain breakthrough intelligence is this captive.

The veteran is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that death is worthless. He, a powerful special airborne division, was crushed to death like an ant on the ground with 270 people, and 74 people from the Jedi. These people are all battle-hardened heroes, all of them are the precious elite of the Federation, and among the seventy-four people, including the captains around him, eighteen could have retired, because of the brotherhood that blood is thicker than water, waved goodbye to his weeping wife and children, and came to fight with him for the last vote.

There is no return to do this with him.

He can't let these people die in vain. This is his belief that it will be done no matter what.

The captain thrust his waist tiredly, looked down at Zhuang Yan, who had entered a state of nervous depression, and nodded approvingly: "Yes, it is impossible for them to let a madman stand in the command center." ”

The "truth effect" of sodium thiopental is not effective in some patients with mental disorders. But the veteran chuckled in his heart, and he was reminded by the captain.

It's really impossible for a yellow man to have a madman stand in the command center.

But only a madman would stand alone in the command center at this moment.

He began to look at the sluggish captives in front of him with strange eyes. Then the captain estimated that the blood level was almost over, and began to ask basic questions tentatively. These questions must be simple and free of any hints, or the captives will be affected by potential hints. The captain skilfully began the interrogation process:

"Name the names you hate."

"Captain. Song Dan. Wei Mingxu. Zhuang Yan. ”

"Name the name you love."

"Veneto."

"Say your name."

"Zhuang Yan."

The captain glanced at the veteran, and he saw that the colonel frowned tightly because they were in trouble.

They are familiar with the situation.

The captives are misanthropes, and such people must have a history of chronic depression. Unexpectedly, the colonel's words, the probability of approaching zero was actually won by them.

Qifeng Base actually recruited a depressed person to work. It seems that the illness is not light. This will directly affect the effectiveness of the sodium thiopental mixture.

The colonel restrained himself angrily, and only when he walked away did he curse vigorously and suppressively: "Fvckingcoward! "I walked two laps in frustration in the distance before pacing back.

The captain was well aware of the Colonel's anger. At first, the colonel didn't know that Zhuang Yan was mentally ill, and if he really antagonized the effect of sodium thiopental, he would be powerless, because the effect would last at least twenty minutes.

Twenty minutes later? I'm afraid that they have fought to the last two or three people, and they are about to die in blood.

The Colonel must now be regretting that he had injected the captives with the Truth Poison so early. If the captive is still conscious, he can at least slap his mouth a few times, or be serious, pick his nerves with a knife, and try to see if he is afraid of pain.

If Zhuang Yan was in a state of conscious consciousness, at least the colonel and he still had room to work hard. Instead of dealing with a psychopath immersed in the subconscious.

Lao Tzu took the 101st Airborne Division across the ocean and sneaked around, not to be a psychiatrist for you, bastard!

The captain also wanted to scold his mother, JB poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, and the most important decapitation operation won the jackpot, and the probability of one in 100 million made them meet. He cursed the blind Qifeng Base with the most blasphemous words, and he didn't even check his medical history.

Although mentally handicapped children have a lot of joy and mentally ill people have a wide range of thinking, the captain absolutely does not believe that the people of country C deliberately recruited a sick person to target them with a tried and tested elixir! That's outrageous, isn't it? If the people of country C are cunning to the realm of Rusi, the captain is willing to swallow his gun and kill himself.

The colonel calmed down, and he began to cautiously probe:

"How do I log in to my computer?"

"Permissions."

"How do I have permissions?"

"Be in the minority."

"How do other people have permission?"

"The sling has no permission."

The colonel raised his leg to kick Zhuang Yan, but was desperately held by the adjutant and the captain.

The captain stared at the colonel with a blazing gaze, pressed his angry pectoralis major muscle, and calmly warned: "Calm down, I'll ask him." ”

Then the captain turned back and asked Zhuang Yan, "Can you log in to the computer?" ”

"Yes or no."

"Describe how you log in to your computer."

"Drip."

"Be more specific about how you log into your computer."

"Drop, Zhuang Yan welcomes you to land."

"Be more specific."

"Drop, Zhuang Yan welcome to log in, if you have unread emails, please check."

The captain raised his foot to kick Zhuang Yan, but was hugged hard by the adjutant, and the adjutant dragged the angry captain to a safe area, and looked at him with burning eyes: "Be restrained!" Now we are facing the vast and mysterious subconscious of the captive, and only by being calm can we get the information we want! ”

The captain gasped angrily and pointed at the captive: "You go." ”