Super Special Forces King

Chapter 451

451、

Zhang Feng scratched his head, and didn't know how the dancer is in the blood wolf mercenary group now?

On the other side, the dancer squatted in the simple confinement room with bruises.

There was only a pair of shorts covering the body, and the fleshy **** openings on the skin turned out.

Some wounds have stopped bleeding and scabs, while others are still cooing with blood, obviously not caused at the same time.

The original long black hair has now been shaved flat, and his face is even more tired.

He no longer knows how long he has not slept, is it two, three, or four days?

It is obviously not so easy to join the blood wolf mercenary group, and the other party will not randomly trust a person who just comes to take refuge in this way.

Moreover, there is an unwritten condition in the mercenary world, which is to screen the participating Asians, especially the Chinese, and they are not trusted by the mercenary group.

Because Huaxia is called a forbidden place for mercenaries, the special forces retired by Huaxia are rarely called mercenaries.

Now the mercenary groups are dealing with unconscionable transactions. Naturally, these things cannot be exposed, otherwise the mercenary group will have a great blow.

There is a blood wolf mercenary group, which not only mines privately, uses the captured indigenous people as slaves, but also involves the sale of people.

If these sordid things are exposed, due to the pressure of international public opinion, it will be impossible for the Rwandan government forces not to do anything to them, and the forces of the surrounding countries will definitely intervene.

The blood wolf mercenary group is not weak, but it is still unable to compete with the state machinery.

The dancer did not use his real name or identity, but forged the identity of Bangzi Country. Even so, it was also interrogated by the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group.

The so-called interrogation is not only questioning, but also torture to extract a confession. When they choose people, they assume that the other party is an undercover lurking in. High-intensity interrogation and torture add to the body. If the other party cannot bear it, there is only a dead end, and those who can persist can become the best of the blood wolf mercenary group. The bottom warrior.

And the dancer at this moment is at this stage! Twenty-four hours a day, more than 18 hours of irregular arraignment.

Every time the reviewer is different, the questions asked are different, but they are all related to each other. Once the answers to the questions are wrong, I am afraid that my life will stay here!

The remaining six hours are locked in this simple confinement room, guarded by four heavily armed mercenaries with guns and live ammunition at the door.

These mercenaries have been wandering on the edge of the knife for a long time, and don't know when they will be attacked, so even in the resident, the insurance of the firearms is open and in a state of firing at any time!

The choreographer didn't dare to sleep in the six hours he was free, or even closed his eyes.

Not cowardly, but not dare!

Once you close your eyes, you may fall into a deep exhaustion and fall asleep, and once you fall asleep, your tight nerves will loosen unconsciously.

When people relax, their alertness will weaken, and it is easy to say things that should not be said in their sleep. There are ears on the wall, and these words are enough to kill oneself.

Just staring like this, the eyes that were originally beautiful as a woman were deeply tired at the moment, and the eyeballs were full of red blood.

As soon as sleepiness comes up, the dancer will bite his tongue fiercely, using such painful stimulation to eliminate sleepiness.

In the past few days, the skin on the tip of the tongue has nothing good.

The door of the confinement room was opened from the outside, and two heavily armed mercenaries walked in, apart from a word, raising his arms and walking outside.

The choreographer knew that another wave of torture was coming.

It's not that he doesn't want to go by himself, but that he hasn't eaten anything for a few days, only the water supply to sustain his life.

Randomly, his body has already used no strength.

It’s not an exaggeration to use a man as a knife and I as a fish. I’m afraid it’s an extravagant hope to have a choreographer to resist now. People are iron rice or steel, and you will be hungry if you don’t eat a meal, let alone a few days of work Food intake.

What the dancer can do now is to keep his mind clear enough to deal with torture!

In the dark room, the windows were closed, no sunlight came in, only a dim light above the head illuminated.

The walls of the room were dark red, the color of dried blood. The room is not only damp, but also filled with a strong smell of blood, which shows how many people flowed through this small room.

The dancer is tied to a dark red wooden cross like Jesus.

The flat arms were **** with iron chains about the thickness of a child's wrist, and his head slumped weakly on his shoulders.

He widened his eyes hard and looked at the man sitting in front of him.

The man was sitting on a chair with a thin body curled up, like an old dog that couldn't grow old, but this dog was more ferocious than a wolf.

There is no flesh on the left half of his face but all scars, hideous and terrifying! It should be that the entire face was shaved off by shrapnel, the nose was cut off, two nostrils were exposed, and a small hole was exposed in the scar, that was his eye.

The dancer struggled to lift his head, squeezed out an ugly smile, and grinned: "Man, I want to see now, what other tricks can you play? Kill me? It's best! , I don’t want to be some kind of **** mercenary, it’s so punishing for myself."

"Life, age, nationality, and the unit to which he belongs!" The man didn't seem to hear the choreographer's words, and his voice was like ripped metal. It was not a sound that humans could make at all, and it was inexplicably creepy in the dark and **** environment. feel.

This is not the first time he has asked this seemingly simple question, but as long as your answer is slightly different from the previous one, it will arouse the other's alertness and determine that you want to enter the mercenary group for a special purpose. It's a loss of life.

As 01's intelligence officer in the country, the dancer is too familiar with torture and anti-torture. Even when you received training in 01, you had to undergo more severe torture training to pass, so as to prevent you from being captured in the action and betrayed by the enemy's torture.

So at this moment, even though his body was scarred, he was still able to keep his head sober and re-answered the previous answer intact, without any mistake.

After a long silence, the man finally said: "Welcome, join the blood wolf mercenary group!"

The door of the torture chamber opened from the outside, and the men standing in the door filed in. The frosty face was now smiling.