king of war

Chapter 123 Manhunt

Ye Busuan carried Clemson into the house, hoisted him to the rafter, put his toes on the ground, then turned around and walked out.

The interrogation experts who were onlookers began to whisper, and one of them sneered and began to mock: "You guys are at this level? Is this the Criminal Humanitarian Exhibition Center?"

"Why don't I teach them what interrogation is? I have nine interrogation methods." The interrogation expert gestured and emphasized, "Nine methods!"

Colonel Phillips looked at Qin Rongshuai suspiciously, but he didn't say anything, he just sat there quietly watching Ye Bu Shou and others busy.

Before the interrogation started, the arrogant interrogation experts turned pale on the spot after looking at the instruments of torture that Ye Bushou took out.

Afterwards, Yebushou performed the fish-scale punishment. Five minutes after the interrogation started, they all vomited.

A few people with poor mental endurance rushed out of the door, ran outside and hugged a tree and started vomiting.

Qin Rongshuai looked at these people who were spitting out the gall with a mocking face, "Interrogation experts? That's it?"

"You haven't even resisted the most elementary methods, so you have the nerve to say that you are an expert in interrogation?"

Colonel Phillips said with a green face, "It's inhumane for you to do this."

Qin Rongshuai nodded, "Their tactics are indeed a bit bloody, I will let them pay attention, how about this, let's change to a non-bloody method."

As he spoke, Qin Rongshuai clapped his hands.

Yebushou brought over a tin box, put the bruised lower body of Clemson into it, and then dumped it in with a sack of mice.

The whole scene fell silent, and the expressions of the interrogation experts changed again.

Keep stuffing the iron box full of rats, then take out the wooden planks and seal them around Clemson's body.

Afterwards, Qin An and his men began to bake around the iron box with a blowtorch. The mice in the iron box felt the temperature rise and began to scurry wildly, biting Clemson's body.

Clemson was gagged with a cloth strip, and could only whine, and soon rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Qin Rongshuai raised his hand and glanced at the time, then nodded, "It's almost there, take him out."

Ye Bushou swiftly pulled Clemson out, and at this time his entire lower body was bitten terribly.

At this time, the interrogation experts were speechless, and their eyes were full of fear.

"Gentlemen." Qin Rongshuai stood up excitedly, rubbing his hands and began to explain in a passionate tone, "You have already seen several kinds of physical punishment from ancient China, and next we will perform a more exciting show, which we call for……"

Colonel Phillips rushed forward to stop it, "Bruce, don't be so bloody on the first day of class, give the children a process of psychological acceptance."

Qin Rongshuai felt a little regretful, and finally had no choice but to say: "Okay, let's stop here for the corporal punishment class. Next, we will explain the little tricks of interrogation, waterboarding."

Yebushou walked over carrying a towel and a bucket of water, and took out the cloth strip from Clemson's mouth.

Clemson saw the opportunity and yelled, "I'm recruiting, I'm recruiting..."

Yebushou directly covered his face with the towel, blocked the words behind him, then fell to the ground, and started watering his head.

Then Qin Rongshuai began to explain some key points and techniques of waterboarding. After the performance, he took the towel off Clemson's face.

"I've done it!" Clemson patted the floor hard, "I've done it all, don't do it again."

Qin Rongshuai was a little dissatisfied, "I haven't finished my class yet, and it's not time for you to recruit yet."

"Bruce, I've learned enough today." Colonel Phillips stopped Qin Rongshuai again, fearing that Clemson would be killed directly.

After that, Clemson vomited all the information he knew, reported the contents of his mission, his superiors and subordinates, and most importantly, he recruited the hiding place of the special operations team sent by the Red Skull.

Colonel Phillips was overjoyed, and quickly summoned his men, preparing to lead people to arrest the culprits who caused the riot.

The alarm rang through the entire base immediately, and groups of heavily armed soldiers began to gather, then quickly jumped onto the truck and jeep, and drove towards the destination.

Colonel Phillips sat in the jeep and showed off to Qin Rongshuai next to him: "How do you think my children are training?"

Qin Rongshuai thought for a while, and said in a very tactful tone, "Better than Boy Scouts."

"..." Colonel Phillips forced a smile, "Bruce, you are really humorous, but this joke is too cold."

Qin Rongshuai especially wanted to say that I wasn't joking, but he thought it was better not to tell the truth, and just be a subordinate with high EQ silently.

Colonel Phillips said: "These soldiers are carefully selected by me from various armies. They are all the elites among the elites. Let them perform for you in a while."

"Boom!"

A loud noise came from the front of the convoy, and Colonel Phillips' words were interrupted.

He raised his head and saw that the leading jeep had been blown to one side and turned into a blazing fireball, with several soldiers' corpses scattered on the ground.

Then, a burst of gunshots rang out, and the bullets slammed into the metal body, and the driver of the car was smashed into a sieve by the bullets.

"It's a machine gun!"

"Quick, get out of the car and hide!"

"Medical soldiers!"

The soldiers in the carriage were hit by stray bullets from time to time, screaming one after another, and bursting gunshots continued like firecrackers.

The experienced non-commissioned officers reacted the fastest, jumped out of the car, and drove the soldiers down one by one, shouting, "Spread to both sides, all move."

The panicked soldiers finally jumped into the gutters on both sides of the road under the driving of the non-commissioned officers, and then lay on the inside with their buttocks pouted, some remained motionless, and some shot back indiscriminately around.

"Come on, don't lie down here!" The sergeant was anxious. He picked up the soldiers lying on the ground one by one, and then kicked their butts hard with his military boots.

"Everyone, move! Charge!"

Gritting his teeth, the thin Rogers stood up first, holding a heavy Garand semi-automatic rifle, and began to charge.

Inspired by Rogers and the non-commissioned officers, the soldiers got up one by one, stumbled and ran towards the direction where the gunfire sounded.

At this time, a black dot with a long tail of smoke flew out of the grass and crashed into the convoy.

Another truck was blown into the sky, and nearby soldiers fell down.

"Bazooka! Damn it!"

"Medical soldiers!"

"Damn, where is the artillery, we need artillery support! We need air support!"

"Construct fortifications on the spot, machine guns, machine guns, suppress shooting!"

For a moment, the whole scene was chaotic.

Soldiers scurrying around, non-commissioned officers screaming hoarsely, wounded moaning to the end, and explosions sounded from time to time.

Colonel Phillips held a telescope and looked into the distance with a serious face, and pondered for a few seconds, "It seems that we are going well."

Qin Rongshuai rolled his eyes at the side, you call this going well?

(End of this chapter)