The strongest soldier

Northwestern Army, Gendarmerie interrogation room.

There was a table in the dark room, and a chair in front of the table. Sitting on the chair was Luo Zheng, who was handcuffed. He didn't even have time to change his clothes. He took off his bloody ghillie suit and threw it aside. Exuding a strong smell of blood, Luo Zheng was wearing the same blood-stained camouflage training uniform. He looked at the major sitting in front of him calmly, feeling extremely sad and angry.

The major stared at Luo Zheng indifferently, motioned to a subordinate next to him to record it, and then asked coldly: "Name?"

Luo Zheng sneered and glanced at the roof. The roof should have been recently renovated. It had brand new, snow-white wall paint. A ceiling fan was silent. There were no windows in the room, but there was a large piece of glass embedded in the wall. It could not be seen. When he went outside, Luo Zheng estimated that he could see himself in the interrogation room through the glass. He couldn't help but glance at it, and saw the camera in the corner of the corner of his eye. However, the camera seemed to be turned off, and the green light for work was not even flashing. In his heart, With a sinking feeling, he knew something was going to happen, and his hatred for the Song family deepened.

"Boy, don't think that you can get through without telling anything. No one can get away with it after entering here. It's better to tell the truth honestly to avoid suffering any physical pain." The major said coldly.

"Okay, what do you want me to do?" Luo Zheng sneered.

"Are you an accomplice of the drug dealers? How much money did they give you?" the major asked coldly.

"Accomplices?" Luo Zheng was startled, and immediately reacted and sneered: "Major, your accusation is quite fabricated. I remember that I didn't open a personal account. Now you should open one for me and make a deposit." Go in with the huge sum of money. With the huge sum of money, my crime will be confirmed. Tell me, how much? Let me know clearly."

"You bastard, you didn't tell me the truth when you got here. It seems that I have to do something for you." The major said coldly, his face turned ugly.

"No, am I not recruiting you? What do you want me to say? Why don't you just write down the charges and I'll sign them?" Luo Zheng said with a cold smile.

"You bastard, do you know that your actions caused us to lose a helicopter and a pilot? As a soldier, don't you feel shameful?" The person responsible for recording stood up with a look on his face. He shouted angrily.

"Shameful?" Luo Zheng was stunned, and the pilot who was killed in the bombing appeared in his mind. His face was sad, and his heart was in great pain. He said with a lonely look: "Yes, it is indeed shameful. If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have died."

"Tell me honestly, how did you get in touch with the drug trafficker? How long has it been? Why didn't you ambush the drug transport team according to the established plan? Where have you been during this time?" Seeing Luo Zheng's low mood, the major felt happy and quickly asked Dao said, intending to capture it as soon as possible and obtain a strong confession.

"If you dare to do it, dare to say it. Come on, it doesn't matter if you don't ambush the target. Why do you still let people attack the helicopter?" The person in charge of recording next to him also asked angrily.

"Boy, have you been on the battlefield?" Luo Zheng looked at the person in charge of recording and asked coldly. He stopped the other person from asking, sneered disdainfully, turned to look at the major, and continued: "Your technique He is very smart, and he has no excuses if he wants to incriminate him, but his methods are very low-level. Do you think it is interesting to let a stupid young man who knows nothing help him? Tell me, what do you want? "

"It's not what I want, it's what you want? What happened to the lost helicopter? Why didn't you execute the order as planned? Where did you go during this time? Did you cooperate with drug traffickers? Tell the truth." Major He shouted coldly, with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression.

"It seems you haven't decided what crime to convict me of yet?" Luo Zheng sneered coldly, slowly closing his eyes, too lazy to talk to these people. Since the Song family wants to punish themselves, there is no point in explaining. It will only allow the Song family to find more loopholes or handles, and it will also affect Lan Xue.

"Do you think it's okay not to say anything?" the major said coldly, and glanced at the person responsible for recording next to him. The other person nodded knowingly, and immediately opened the door and called two military policemen, pointing at Luo Zheng.

Two military policemen came forward knowingly, one holding a thick book in his hand, and the other holding a larger hammer. The person in charge of recording walked up, pressed the mechanism on the chair, and lowered the chair. He asked Luo Zheng to lie down on his back, with the thick book on Luo Zheng's chest. Another person raised the hammer, and the major also walked up and said coldly: "Boy, if you want to ask for some pain, I'll give you a beating."

"Boom!" The hammer hit hard, making a whirring sound. It fell on the book and made a dull impact. Luo Zheng clearly heard the slight sound of ribs in his chest being broken. He was throbbing in pain and his whole body was tense. The handcuffs were so tight that they hurt when the arms were pulled. I didn't expect the other party to be so strong, so I couldn't help but curse: "You bastard, boy, if you can, beat me to death, otherwise, I will never be done with you in this life." "

"Boom!" Another heavy blow.

"Well -" Luo Zheng let out a cry of pain again, looking at the major with red eyes, full of cold murderous intent, breathing heavily, his hands struggling angrily, and the handcuffs were a little deformed, as if they were The majestic beast was only injured, and the major's scalp became a little hairy. He became angry and ordered to continue smashing.

"Boom!" There were two more heavy blows. Luo Zheng heard the sound of his ribs breaking, and a mouthful of blood came up. He didn't die on the battlefield, but today he would fall into the hands of his own people. He thought of the Song family and the pilot who died tragically. , thinking of the tragic death of the scout, Luo Zheng's mind was filled with anger, boiling like lava, and the overwhelming hatred seemed to melt and burn the surrounding air.

"Ah -" Luo Zheng let out a hysterical roar, venting the hatred in his heart, which frightened everyone. They looked at each other and became at a loss. Luo Zheng's tense body softened, as if his strength had followed this sound. The roar was drained away, his vision went dark, his consciousness began to fade away, and his eyelids, as heavy as mountains, slowly closed.

"Captain, are you dead?" the military policeman in charge asked in a panicked voice.

"It's okay. If you die, you will die. You won't be involved. I smashed it through the thick book and left no clues. When the time comes, it will be said that he was seriously injured when he returned from the battlefield. When he went to the interrogation room, he was ashamed and heartbroken. If he didn't catch it, he's dead, don't worry, everyone." The captain said nonchalantly, with an indifferent expression.

When everyone heard this, they all relaxed, as long as they were not involved. Looking at Luo Zheng who had fainted, no one said anything about the treatment. The major even said coldly: "Everyone, go out and let him go." It's better for you to calmly reflect and reflect alone." Everyone left knowingly without even looking at Luo Zheng.