The adjutant walked around Zhuang Yan twice, and then asked:

"Tell me what you're here for."

The adjutant learned wisely, and he began to save the country.

"Light." Zhuang Yan said solemnly.

"Tell me more about the purpose of your stay."

Zhuang Yan began to tremble, snot flowed out, and he moved his lips and said:

"To save the light."

The colonel said to the captain, "I want to break him and dig out the scoop of the brain." ”

The captain retorted, "Electromagnetic waves can't bring the brain scoop back to the Pentagon. Electromagnetic waves can only carry intelligence. ”

The adjutant did not give up, he changed his mind and continued to ask:

"Describe what you do."

"Development of driver life support systems."

"Describe the progress of development."

"One hundredth."

The Colonel nodded to the Captain, who began to establish a special communication connection with the Pentagon, sending the information out of the question in the sharpest and most concise way.

The adjutant gradually got better: "Describe Zidian Technology." ”

"Zidian Technology that kills a thousand knives."

"Describe the content of Zidian Technology."

"Technological explosion, erase of borders. Respectable. ”

The captain quickly edited the signal and sent it at full speed.

At this time, the detachment that went to blast the sword furnace returned, and the leading lieutenant shook his head at the colonel, indicating that the invasion had failed.

The colonel looked at his watch, and he knew that time was running out.

The adjutant also knew that time was running out, and his forehead was sweating when he was questioned:

"Narrating the Aerospace Fighter."

"The combination of power and beauty, the crystallization of technology and power. The beast of angels is placed in the heart. ”

"Telling the Aerospace Fighter from a Physical Perspective."

"Plasma lithium metal paste converts fusion energy engine, magnetic monopole combined with a strong magnetic field to drive a deformation system. Nanomaterials superconducting transmission fibers. Entangled photonics-based quantum ultra-distance communication system. Electrically sensitive liquid molecular nerve grafting technology. Zhuang Yan paused tiredly, struggled for a while, and then seemed to give in, and said with a lazy cancer attack: "I don't know." ”

The adjutant thought he really didn't know, thinking about the next question.

The colonel was confident that he had a deep knowledge of weapons technology, and he didn't understand it all, so he frowned and glanced at the captain, only to see the captain crackling and editing the signal, while saying: "The first three are scientific hypotheses that stay at the fantasy level. The fourth one is already more or less mature, but there is a distance limit. The fifth is unheard of. ”

The adjutant is racing against time, and he knows that every second is worth billions of dollars. He sweated and asked:

"Narrating the original text of Zidian Technology."

"No permissions."

"How do I get permission?"

"You know."

The adjutant's head jumped up, and he also wanted to kick the wooden and decadent captive in front of him against the wall.

The three remaining staff officers, the colonel, the captain, and the adjutant, got together for a quick meeting and quickly exchanged opinions.

They believe that Zhuang Yan is a peripheral person and obviously has no right to contact Zidian Technology. Therefore, it is imperative to ask what is the research direction of the Qifeng base, what is the purpose, what is the short-term plan, and what are the strategic goals.

The adjutant began to ask one by one:

"What is the research direction of the Qifeng base?"

"Ask Song Dan."

"What is the purpose of the Qifeng Base?"

"Ask the captain."

"What is the short-term plan of the Qifeng base?"

"Ask Li Ming."

"What's the use of you living!"

"Wait for death."

“……”

Three seasoned, top special operations experts realized that at the most critical moment, the bastard was sick. In the most unprecedented decapitation operation in twenty years, in this lightning battle that covered half the planet, in this ten minutes destined to be remembered in history,

Do they have to fight this psychopath?

The entire American Federation gathered the strength of its allies, exhausted a hundred years of accumulation and countless resources, and sent their unique special airborne division to the Qifeng base.

And then let them work together to deal with the depression of this weak chicken?

Is this a joke made by history, this joke is too big, and the table of fate is smiling maliciously!

The colonel's face was full of anger, his face was flushed, and his muscles were beating violently, and he was more excited than when he broke it alone, and he gritted his teeth and said to the adjutant, "Do you want to inject atropine to sober him up?" His autistic tendencies are so severe that his subconscious is more porcelain than a black box. ”

The adjutant was a military doctor, and he shook his head in denial. Then I consulted with the captain and built a chain of special questions, trying to pry some more information.

The colonel's communication channel was suddenly connected, and an overwhelming burst of gunfire rang out, and a rapid coughing voice said while changing magazines: "The entrance is occupied!" The regular army of country C! The regular army of country C has occupied the entrance! ”

Then a deafening grenade rang out, and the screams came to an abrupt end in mid-air, and communications were cut off.

The colonel gritted his teeth and wheezed with sweat droplets: "The support of the other party's regular army is ten minutes faster than expected!" Despite all the storms, his chest rose and fell rapidly during the last desperate mission of his life.

How can he be calm? Seventy-four brothers were taken by him into this huge steel tomb, where the last fireworks of their lives will bloom. Even if he was mentally prepared for a hard heart, he could not turn back to face his brother when he was dying.

The captain has just finished his honeymoon.

He took the gun from the wall lightly and walked out firmly: "I'll meet them." Langdon, bring your squad to support the second tier, Andre, your squad follow me. Alpha Team continues to crack the firewall, and we'll try to buy you as much time as possible. ”

He didn't even look back, his tall, muscular back stepped over the torn blast door, and the shadow cast on the ground and stretched.

The captain looked up at his superior, and he could imagine the colonel's expression. The colonel walked as naturally as he went out to take out the garbage, but everyone knew that this departure was a farewell. The captain hoped that the last words between them would ripple with some humanity.

"Charlie." The captain looked at the colonel's back and said, "I'm glad to be here with you." If I had to choose again, I'd still jump on your damn helicopter. ”

The captain was afraid that Charlie would be so guilty that he would not go to heaven.

With a "click", Colonel Charlie put the heavy assault rifle on his shoulder, muttered, and disappeared outside the door.

"The war of the bitch."

The second time, most of the people in the computer center were gone, and they became deserted again. Soon, this cramped place will change hands for the second time. This made the adjutant anxious.

He followed a predetermined chain of questions and began to make a final attempt:

"List the things you're afraid of."

"Locusts. Locusts that were slapped into cakes. Spider. A spider that was slapped into a pie. Cockroach. Cockroaches that were slapped into cakes. ”

"List the things you like."

"High-leg swimsuits."

"One, there are 10,000 high-leg swimsuits stored in the room, but permission is required to enter. Second, you are outside the room and a hundred locusts and a hundred spiders are coming towards you, and they will be slapped into cakes in front of you at the same time. What do you do next? ”

The gunfire outside was intense, audible from hundreds of meters away, with the occasional hum of sonic booms, and cold sweat oozed from the adjutant's forehead. He was forced to resort to this method of interrogation. It's targeted, but it sows hints that affect the accuracy of the questions that follow.

Zhuang Yan snorted uncomfortably, his dehydrated lips twitched in pain, and then his consciousness gradually emerged, and he began to answer the question creatively:

"I'm going to turn into a Super Saiyan and blow myself up, destroy those disgusting things down to a molecular state, and return everything to true fairness."

The adjutant's eyes widened in astonishment, and he thought that Zhuang Yan would choose to use his authority to enter the room to hide from the frightened locust spiders. Then he would know how Zhuang Yan used his authority.