Age of Conquest Reborn

The interrogation room is very spacious. A bright big light illuminates the room as bright as day. A British man in his fifties is sitting honestly on a chair. He is neither handcuffed nor wearing anything else.

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This British man has a gentle face, a gentle and elegant temperament, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a dull gaze, a new black suit, a white shirt, a black bow tie, shiny black leather shoes, and a golden cross.

Hanging around his neck, he was holding a yellowed Bible in his hand. At first glance, he could see that there was an aura of holiness all over his body. He was a pure servant of God, an angel on earth, and he seemed to be able to deliver it to mortals at any time.

God's gospel.

Just by looking at his appearance, no one would have guessed that such a guy with an angelic face, who spoke so much of fraternity and peace, actually planned a riot in Indochina, incited and organized more than 200,000 thugs, and caused tens of thousands of Chinese and overseas Chinese casualties and murders in Indochina.

The peninsula is in turmoil, causing countless houses to be destroyed and economic losses amounting to nearly 10 million.

Seeing several foreigners coming in, this guy just bowed slightly and looked a little arrogant. Tang Qiuli looked at the British man named Wilson carefully. He was very surprised. This guy didn't have any injuries on his body. Intelligence Department

How did you get a lot of valuable information out of his mouth?

Yu Deshui said coldly: "Wilson, this is our teacher Tang. At your request, I have invited the teacher here. If you have anything to say, please tell our teacher!" With that, he respectfully asked Tang Qiuli to sit down.

In the position of chief judge.

Wilson's eyes widened with unconcealable surprise on his face, even though he knew all the information about Tang Qiuli very well and knew that this man was the most powerful force in mainland China and had beaten the Japanese to pieces and stirred up trouble in the Indo-China Peninsula.

The stormy Chinese are very young, but when they saw Tang Qiuli in person, they were still shocked by Tang Qiuli's youthful heroism.

Wilson stood up, bowed deeply to Tang Qiuli, and said in fluent Chinese: "Dear General Tang. I have heard of your name for a long time. You are one of the youngest and most promising generals in the world today. Your demeanor is

With your age, even God is jealous! It is my honor to meet a famous general like you, who is famous both at home and abroad!" The old and cunning guy flattered Tang Qiuli without any trace of it.

This is a guy who is extremely good at understanding people's psychology and is well versed in conversation skills. He starts with compliments, but consciously downplays his current status as a prisoner, leveling his psychological position with that of the judge, for the sake of what follows.

Bargaining to gain psychological advantage..

It was a pity that he met Tang Qiuli, who had been born in two lifetimes and had a combined experience of more than a hundred years. Wilson's flattery had no effect at all. Tang Qiuli said flatly: "It's Wilson. British, don't

Huā Yan Qiaoyu, I'm not interested in your bullshit. If you have any useful information, hurry up and pour it out to see if I can sell you a life. My time is very tight!"

Wilson's face froze. His little tricks had no effect at all. This Chinese Tang Qiuli was invulnerable. Moreover, he went straight to the point. There was no room for the strategy brewing in his heart to be used. He fell into it in just a few words.

Liafeng. What should I do? His light blue eyes wandered around for a few times, making up his mind.

Wilson still avoided the truth and said: "General Tang, I don't know what you want me to say? I can't answer your question! Please be more specific!"

Tang Qiuli let out a deliberately surprised "Oh" and said, "Really? Then I'm in the wrong place. Director Yu, this guy is just playing tricks. There is nothing useful in his stomach.

This is a waste of my time. This alone is a death penalty. Hu Zi, take him out immediately and shoot him. He will be left useless." After saying that, he stood up and left.

Shanhu agreed and shouted outside, "Come here, pull this guy out immediately and kill him. Stay away and don't dirty this place." As soon as he finished speaking, two special guards rushed in and said,

No nonsense, pick up Wilson and drag him out.

Wilson's face turned pale and he was trembling all over. He had never seen anyone so unreasonable and refused to even bargain. He didn't think that Tang Qiuli was trying to scare him. He could tell that the two young men with cold faces came in.

, are not the guards you usually see. The key is that the fierce murderous spirit in these two young men cannot be formed without the experience of the iron-blooded battlefield. Such people regard killing as a kind of fun.

Looking at Tang Qiuli, who had already reached the door, Wilson shouted in a panic: "General Tang, please stay. I have important information. Please listen to what I have to say!"

Tang Qiuli stopped and didn't say anything. He just looked at the somewhat panicked British man coldly. Shan Hu said, "If you have something to say, something to say, something to say, or something to make fun of, you don't need to give orders from the division commander, I will do it on the spot."

I’ll crush you to death!”

Seeing the murderous look on Shan Hu's face, his body like a hill, and his big hands as big as cattail fans, Wilson definitely thought that Shan Hu was trying to intimidate him. With just one slap from this sturdy man, his head would be deformed, and his head would be deformed.

When dealing with the Chinese named Yu, you can still break some news appropriately, whet your appetite, and win a chance of survival, but these simple-minded soldiers who kill a lot of people on the battlefield will not pay attention to this.

They don't need a reason to kill.

Tang Qiuli sat back on the chair with an impatient expression, but secretly laughed in his heart, "You are asking for trouble by playing this trick with me. Huzi is getting smarter and knows how to make progress by cooperating with him! This guy's

Maybe there’s something really useful in your belly?”

This time, Wilson was more forthcoming, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "General Tang, what I say below is absolutely confidential. You must be interested in knowing that in view of the current development of the situation on the European battlefield, our British Empire

A secret military mutual assistance agreement was signed with the United States, and the content of the agreement is related to the future development trend of the European battlefield."

After saying that, he took a look at Tang Qiuli's reaction. He was very disappointed. The bombshell he threw did not make the young Chinese's face change at all. He had no choice but to continue: "According to the agreement,

Americans will spend more than 80% of their financial and military resources on supporting the British Empire in the battlefield against the Germans."

"Furthermore, the content of the agreement also includes the division of European forces after the war. Generally speaking, after defeating the Germans, the German land will be divided, and two-thirds of the area will become the overseas territories of the United States.

The main energy is spent on preventing the Russians, or attacking Russia, establishing a European continental system led by Britain and the United States, and integrating other European countries into such a strategic pattern."

"In addition, the British and American governments have the same attitude towards Asia, which is to curb the expansion of Japanese power. Also, after the war in Europe is over, the two countries will devote more energy to the situation in Asia, including

Based in India, when the time comes, the power of the British Empire will return to Indochina."

Tang Qiuli still had no reaction at all. Wilson's so-called absolute secrets were nothing new to him who had the memory of later generations. Historically, when the Second World War was about to end, Britain, the United States and the Soviet Union signed the

The only purpose of the "Yalta Agreement" was to carve up spheres of influence after the war.

On the ruins of the Germans, the Soviets stood up, and on the ruins of the British, the Americans stood up. Germany was beaten to nothing, and the British were also dying. Wherever the military strength of the two resurgent empires reached,

Wherever it is, it is its sphere of influence, and it has also laid the foundation for the bipolar opposition pattern in the world in the future.

What is slightly different from history is that after Britain and the United States defeated the Germans, they were planning to attack the Soviet Union. As for Southeast Asia, the British were never willing to give up. A comeback was expected, which meant that the British and

The Americans regard themselves as the enemy, so they cannot give the British a chance to stand up.

It seems that he should go to Germany again and persuade the German head of state no matter what. Then the British Isles will be destroyed, otherwise, if he keeps it, it will bite him. Thinking of this, Tang Qiuli shook his head in disappointment, this Wilson

The goods in my stomach are priceless treasures wherever I put them, but in my own eyes, they are worthless. I am very disappointed!

Wilson was shocked to find that the undisguised look of disappointment in Tang Qiuli's eyes was enough to shock the world. This was top-secret information. This Chinese was actually disappointed? What was he thinking in his heart?

Before Wilson could turn around, Tang Qiuli sneered and said, "Wilson, this is your top secret information. It's bullshit. It's worthless. You're dead. It's a waste of my time! I promise, you will

Death is very painful. There is an ancient punishment in China called death by a thousand cuts. It is one of the top ten punishments. I want you to taste it and get some interest back for the tens of thousands of Chinese who died!"

After finishing speaking, he said to Shan Hu: "Huzi, prepare for execution immediately. I want to see ten pieces of this bastard's flesh today. Also, Director Yu called the military doctor here. I don't want him to die so quickly!" Shan Hu was excited!

He agreed, licked his lips, smiled sinisterly, and looked at Wilson as if he were looking at a pile of minced meat.

Wilson completely collapsed. His biggest trump card was worthless in Tang Qiuli's eyes. As a veteran spy, he had been in Asia for many years, and China was his main target. He could be called a China expert.

He has done extensive research on Chinese history and culture. Cases of death by a thousand cuts have been repeatedly seen in literature, so it is impossible for him not to be aware of it.

But he never thought that today, he would experience it personally. Tang Qiuli's cold voice, Shan Hu's expression of excitement about to bleed, and the feeling of powerlessness as a prisoner would all destroy his nerves and Wilson's psychological defense.

Completely collapsed.

He fell to his knees with a thump, his face was pale, his hands were shaking nervously, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "General Tang, I have a huge secret, please listen to me!"