Journey to another world in the subway

Chapter 37 Torture
The commander said: "Hang him!" A burst of applause erupted from the crowd, mercilessly tormenting his eardrums.

Su Mengfan raised his head with difficulty and looked around.

Only one of his eyes was open, the other was completely swollen—the interrogators had tortured him as hard as they could.

He couldn't hear clearly either, the sound seemed to reach his ears through a thick layer of cotton wool.He felt as if his teeth were still there.

At this point, though, what use could teeth be to him?
Still the same light colored marble, very common stuff.But now, even the pale marble annoyed him.

The flower chandelier on the ceiling may have once served as an electrical installation.

But now, they were filled with lard candles, and the ceiling above them was completely blackened.

At this moment there were only two such lard-burning flower chandeliers in the whole station, one at the end of the wide staircase and the other in the middle of the hall.

Su Mengfan was standing on the steps of the small bridge, which was connected to the passage on the side that led to another subway line.

There are many semicircular arches, and completely inconspicuous columns, and there are many empty places that no one uses—what kind of station is this?
The fat man standing next to the officer read out the specific sentence: "The hanging will be carried out at the Tverskaya station at five o'clock tomorrow morning."

Like his superiors, instead of green camouflage, he wore a black uniform with bright yellow buttons.

Both wore black berets, but they were not as large or as crude as those worn by the soldiers in the tunnel.

On the walls on all four sides, there are a large number of eagle patterns and three left-handed "Swastika" symbols, as well as slogans and slogans carefully written in Gothic letters.

Through blurred vision, Su Mengfan persistently and diligently read those words: "The subway belongs to the Russians!", "Everyone who eats mice must die!"

There are other texts, which are more abstract: "For the great Russian spirit bravely fight the last battle!", "We will establish the real Russian order with fire and sword!"

Then some words from S. Teller: "A healthy body means a healthy mind!"

One inscription made an impression on him, and it was written at the bottom of a cleverly drawn portrait of a warrior with strong jaws and a strong jaw, and a woman with a resolute expression.

These are depicted in profile, with the man protecting the woman.

The content of the following slogan is: "Every man is a soldier, and every woman is a soldier's mother!" All these inscriptions and pictures somehow attract Su Mengfan's attention more than the commander's words.

At this point, the crowd was restless behind the cordon in front of him.There were not many of them, and their clothes were all ordinary, basically cotton-padded jackets and greasy blouses.

There are hardly any women to be seen inside, and if that's all there is to this station, there won't be any more soldiers in the future.

Su Mengfan's head dropped to his chest—he didn't have the strength to straighten his neck, and if it weren't for two broad-shouldered guards in berets holding his arms, he would have collapsed already.

He was so dizzy that he couldn't say any more wisecracks.

Su Mengfan felt that they were going to overturn him completely in front of all these people.

A sense of desolate indifference gradually climbed into Su Mengfan's heart, he no longer cared about what would happen to him.

Now, he was aimlessly concerned with the things around him, as if the hanging had never happened to him, and he was just reading a book about death.

Of course, he is very interested in the fate of the protagonist, and if he is killed, then he only needs to replace it with another book from the shelf-a book with a happy ending.

In the beginning, he had been tortured for a long time by those patient and strong men.

As they tortured him, they asked him clever and discreet questions.

The floor of the room was tiled with disconcerting yellow tiles to make it easy to cover up and wipe off the blood, but that didn't take away the smell of blood.

Before they began, they taught him to call the thin man with shiny soft hair and a delicate face, the guy who presided over the interrogation, "Commander."

Then they told him not to ask questions, but to answer them.

They then taught him how to answer questions accurately and to the point.

Su Mengfan couldn't believe that his teeth were still in his mouth—several teeth had been shaken badly, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth, filled with a fishy and salty smell.

At first, he tried to justify himself, but the truth told him it wasn't worth it.

He then tries to keep silent, but he quickly understands that seems like the wrong choice as well.

When a big guy hits his head, it's a totally weird feeling - not just pain, but with the sound of a hurricane, it wipes out all your thoughts and tears your feelings apart It's very painful.

However, the real torture is yet to come.

After a while, Su Mengfan finally understood what he needed to do.

It's simple - he needs to answer the Commander's questions with the best attitude possible.

If the commander asked him if he was sent by the Kuznetsk station, he only had to nod to confirm, which saved effort, and the commander would not wrinkle his nose for his answer, and the assistant would not beat him violently.

The commander guessed that he was a spy sent to collect military intelligence and carry out sabotage operations. He nodded and admitted, so the torturer rubbed his hands with satisfaction and did not beat him.

In this way, Su Mengfan finally saved his second eye.

But the most important thing is not to just nod, he must hear clearly what the commander asked, if he nodded in agreement without thinking, the commander would feel that he was perfunctory, and the atmosphere would deteriorate.

If possible, his assistant would break one of Su Mengfan's ribs for this.

After talking calmly for about an hour and a half, Su Mengfan lost consciousness. He couldn't see clearly, he couldn't hear, and he couldn't think anymore.

He lost consciousness several times, but the executioners revived him with ice water and ammonia, and he must have been a very interesting conversation subject.

In the end, they made a deadly mistake about his identity - thinking he was an enemy spy and saboteur who had emerged to undermine the German government and assassinate the leader in order to sow the Seeds of chaos, preparing for invasion.

His ultimate goal is to create an anti-National Caucasian Zionist regime throughout the metro system.

Although Su Mengfan didn't understand politics at all, such a global goal seemed worthwhile to him, so he told them that it was all true.

He should admit that those guys were right, and because of that, he kept his teeth.

It was only after the final details of the plan had been conceded that they knocked him out.

When he opened his eyes for the last time, the commandant was reading the sentence.

After the date of his death was announced and the execution was about to begin, they put a black hood over his head and face.

The world suddenly went dark, and he couldn't see anything, which made him feel even more dizzy.

He managed to get up and stand for a minute, then stopped struggling as his stomach convulsed and he vomited on his boots.

The guard stepped back cautiously, and the public roared angrily.

Su Mengfan felt ashamed for a while, then he felt dizzy and his legs felt weak.

A strong arm held his chin, and he heard a familiar voice that now seemed like a voice from a dream world.

The voice said: "Let's go, follow me, Alcorn! It's over. Stand up!"

But Su Mengfan was still unable to stand up, he didn't even have the strength to raise his head.

It was dark, probably because of the hood, and he couldn't see anything.

Now that his hands are tied behind his back, how is he going to take them off?
He had to take it off—he wanted to see if the voice came from someone familiar, or if it was all his imagination.

Su Mengfan said: "The hood..." I hope that person can understand.

Then, the black mask covering his eyes disappeared, and Su Mengfan saw that standing in front of him was the commander.

He hasn't changed since Su Mengfan talked to him last time, and it's been a while since that conversation—it was a long, long time ago, on the ground.

How did he get here?

Isn't he already dead?

Su Mengfan turned his head wearily and looked around. He was standing on the platform of the station. It was here just now that they read his sentence and were about to hang him.

Now, there are dead bodies everywhere, only a few candles in one chandelier continue to smoke, and another chandelier has been blown up.

The commander held in his right hand the gun that Su Mengfan had seen last time, which shocked him. The suppressor was screwed on the barrel, and the laser sight on it looked huge.

"A Sketch gold gun," the commander looked at Su Mengfan anxiously and earnestly and said, "Are you okay? Can you walk?"

Su Mengfan plucked up his courage and replied: "Maybe." But at that moment, he was concerned about other things: "Why are you still alive? Is everything okay?"

The commander smiled wearily: "What do you think? Thank you for your help."

Su Mengfan shook his head and said, "But I didn't complete the task." He felt a burning pain in his head, and his heart was filled with shame.

The commander patted him gently on the shoulder and said, "You have done your best."

"What about the employees? What are they going to do with me?"

"Alcorn, it's all right, it's all over. I managed to find the book, and the employees have let you go. We're saved, let's go."

　"Give me a whole bottle of Wangzai milk on June [-]st, it's only six yuan.

　　Because its implication is: I hope to have someone who spoils you like a child, and I hope you are prosperous and young, and full of cows and milk.

　　Ah, don't pick it up, give me a whole bottle, I didn't make trouble for you. "

　　I wish everyone a happy Children's Day!Have fun every day!There is someone who pampers you like a child!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)