blackstone code

Chapter 341

The hot slap revived the comatose young man, but he didn't open his eyes immediately, but sensed everything around him through his ears.

There are relevant trainings in the special training. Opening the eyes for the first time will give the interrogators a feeling of "this guy is in good condition", and then they will use more violent methods during the interrogation process.

But if the time and speed of opening his eyes were slower, these interrogators would feel that he might have reached his limit. In order to obtain an important confession, they would not be punished severely. Oh no.

In addition to this, listening to everything around him can give him a general understanding of the current situation after opening his eyes.

In fact, the physical interrogation is not particularly unbearable, it is nothing more than some pain. Spies who can be sent abroad to perform missions must pass anti-interrogation courses, including various beatings to extract confessions.

The psychological breakthrough is the most difficult. With a good preparation, you can calmly deal with the next ones.

With another slap, the young man slowly opened his eyes, as if he had lost much strength in his body.

He turned his head and glanced, the "senior" who played the role of his father was tied to the chair beside him, the two almost woke up, looked at each other, and didn't shout any stupid words like "arrest the wrong person" .

The other party was able to catch them, naturally they had sufficient preparations, and it could even be said that even if they were not really spies, these people would not let them go.

Instead of yelling and provoking these people, it is better to be prepared to bear the blame that follows.

The person in charge of the interrogation was a young military officer in his thirties. The National Security Council itself is a semi-military organization, and it is normal for the management to have serving soldiers.

When this young officer smiled, he gave people a very bad feeling, a little feminine, his eyes were like a poisonous snake shrinking in a cave, ready to attack.

"In order to reduce the burden of your confession, only one of you can survive. I give this power to you, and you make your own choices. You only have one minute."

As he spoke, he looked at the watch on his wrist and turned around.

Soldiers with guns stood in the corners of the room, and there was nothing but two chairs sitting on them.

The officer turned his back to them, with his hands behind his back, and the sole of his right foot kept rising and falling, as if he was beating something.

An old man and a young man exchanged opinions through their eyes, they would not make a choice, and they did not make a sound.

They didn't expect that the interrogation work of the Federation would be so direct and efficient. It was aimed at psychological breakthroughs, but under Gafla's advanced training system, these were just tricks.

Both believed that the men would then take one of them out, into another room, and then gunshots could be heard outside the room.

They will say that their companion has been killed, and use the death of their companion to try to break through their psychological defenses, but they have seen through it, and this plan will not come true.

Time passes by bit by bit, and 1 minute usually does not feel such a unit of time, and it is over in 1 minute, but today, in the present, 1 minute is extremely long.

The officer raised his wrist and glanced at his watch again. He turned around and looked at the two of them with a vague smile on his face, "Okay, the time is up, it's time to make a choice, who will die and who will live?"

Still silent, the two Gefra spies will be separated, possibly the last time they will see each other before being sent home.

Perhaps because they knew that they would not die, they also acted very calmly and calmly. There was even a sneer that quickly appeared on the young man's face, and then disappeared quickly.

"It seems that you are not willing to cooperate, but it's okay, I will help you choose!" The officer was not angry at the silence of the two, his eyes turned back and forth between the two, and finally stayed on the young man's face superior.

"We always say that young people are the future, young people are the hope of the country, then..." He turned his head, his eyes became scary and sharp, "I leave opportunities to young people!"

As he said that, he took out the gun on his waist and pulled the trigger on the head of the elderly spy. Before the two of them could react, it was only about two seconds?

With a snap, the young man's expression froze completely, and some hot and humid things appeared on his face, and these things were slowly sliding down.

His eyes became terrified and empty, he turned his neck slowly, there was no senior who always encouraged him, no senior who taught him many principles, only a smashed head.

When the bullet passed through the vestibule, there was only a small hole in his forehead, but the bullet blew off the bones of the back of the elderly man's head, leaving a hole the size of a fist. The walls and the ground were covered with blood and splatter.

This... is completely different from the training he received and common sense!
"Clean it up!" The officer ordered, and the two soldiers untied the dead body from the chair with expressionless faces. Without the help of the rope, the dead body quickly fell over, and it still fell on the young man's body.

When the young man was growing up, he considered sacrifice and witnessed the sacrifice of his companions. He thought it was a great moment, and he even moved himself!
But at this moment, there was no honor, no emotion, he really wanted to cry, but these tears were not because of someone who gave his all for the motherland, but because of fear.

He no longer wanted to look at the broken head that fell on him, his whole body was shaking.

The corpse was dragged out, leaving an obvious mark on the ground. Not long after, a soldier dragged off the blood on the ground and sprayed it with disinfectant. The whole room was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

"xxx (a random name, I think of it), cadets of the [-]th batch of the Gefra Royal Army Academy..." The officer took a document bag from the soldier, opened it and read the contents .

This is the information of the young man. In Gefla's information, he thought that the information should be top secret, but now the information has fallen into the hands of the federal people.

As more and more of him, more and more detailed information was leaked, the young man's body was no longer under his control, and his psychological defense had collapsed.

"You have a lovely brother and a lovely sister, oh... and a fiancée named Julia, everyone is proud of you, they are all waiting for you to go back..."

The officer smiled and handed the documents to the soldiers beside him. "Actually, we can let them come over and reunite with you. They should be happy to do that."

"Next, you only have one chance, because you are not the most important person. Apart from you, we have many other partners to choose from. If you can't satisfy me, don't worry too much."

"Because your family's ashes, including your fiancée's ashes, will be buried with your ashes!"

Having said that, he paused for a while, took the chair that had just been sprayed with disinfectant, and sat opposite the young man, "Okay, let's talk about something I'm interested in..."

Many people are working hard to make this country stronger, but there are also people who are dragging this country down for money.

At the same time, in different rooms, the Congressman on TV kept shaking his head, and the loose skin on his cheeks flicked back and forth as he shook his head, just like those old women with dry and drooping...

"What we have to do now is not to arouse hostility or even confrontation from other countries by showing our own force. Resuming production and restoring economic vitality are our most important tasks in the future."

The congressman rants on TV about his theory, and there are always people who will support him, "I understand that promoting international relations is necessary for the next stage of the development of the Federation, but we should be selective in reaching these countries. , instead of some people 'buying' diplomatic achievements for the sake of their political achievements and their own face."

"This is a disgrace to all diplomats, and a disgrace to the Federation!"

The young host followed closely and asked, "Did you just say the word 'buy'?"

The member of Congress nodded, "Yes, 'buy', the establishment of diplomatic relations between us and Nagalil is essentially buying a relationship with money, such a relationship will not last long, and it will not do us any good, this is not normal Healthy diplomatic relations, we should terminate."

"I have read the proposal. Every year we will provide some supplies to Nagalil and build factories for them. If we keep the money in the country, I believe that at least [-] to [-] jobs will be provided for our people."

"But our half-way president is thinking of stabilizing his winning rate in the general election through the way of buying diplomatic relations. I have to say that this approach is shameful."

"He hurt the interests of everyone in the Federation, just for him to do it for a longer time!"

The host's expression was as painful as that of a dead father, "And this relationship won't last long?"

The member of Congress nodded again. These questions and answers have actually been written long ago, and they have recited them several times. This is also a working skill that members of Congress and the host must master.

"Once we stop aiding Nagalil, these ignorant, backward and greedy countries will abandon their diplomatic relations with us and embrace new countries."

"This will become the most ridiculous joke in the history of the Federation's diplomacy, and it will also become the most shameful page of the Federation!"

The congressman's statement drew strong approval from some people, especially the unemployed who have no jobs. They hope more than anyone to have a job to support themselves and their families.

(End of this chapter)