Special Years

The solemn rhetoric is actually quite simple.

Soldiers know the most about being a soldier, not to mention that the sentinel in front of him is just a private soldier, a pink and tender new recruit.

First of all, the sentinel said that he was from the police investigation company, and the troops to which he belonged could already be analyzed here.

In general, the regiment is called the police and investigation company. This company has another name - the spy company.

From this it can be seen that this Sentinel belongs to a certain regiment.

Secondly, he said that he took a 50-kilometer mountain road car to come here from City I last night, which means that the regiment he belongs to is stationed in City I, which is more than 50 kilometers away from here.

As long as you check what garrison troops are in the area and find the regiment-level units, you can immediately find out the number of the troops where the sentinel is located.

And there's the military.

The Sentinel inadvertently misses the point. He mentions the phrase "our platoon", which means that they're just a platoon here.

For a unit like the police and reconnaissance company, the most suitable one to come here for vigilance is the reconnaissance platoon.

So now the information is very clear.

The troop stationed here is a platoon of a police and reconnaissance company of a regiment in City I. The firepower is of course the same as that of the ordinary reconnaissance platoon, and the personnel are simpler. Like the reconnaissance platoon, there are about 30 people.

Now the rest of the way to deal with is very simple, there are two options.

The first is to approve the data from these analyses.

How to approve?

It's also very simple. Set up a front-out reconnaissance point, monitor the warehouse, check and register their entry and exit personnel, the location of the sentry, the weapon configuration, etc., and correspond with the intelligence analyzed by yourself to see if there is any discrepancy.

Just look at it, and if it roughly matches, you can justify that the sentinel didn't lie.

There is another method, which is also the most direct, but also the most troublesome, and that is to extract confessions.

Everyone understands the problem of extorting a confession. After watching several revolutionary spy films, there are quite a few scenes of extorting confessions, and there are also such scenes in foreign blockbusters.

After all, the most direct and rude is to destroy the body of the captive by means of injury, and force the other party to explain the situation through pain.

For the high-end point, put some sputum on him, give him a few injections, and talk about it when he is hi.

However, these methods are of course not easy to use here. Although they are different troops, they are comrades-in-arms, and it is only a training session. You can't really beat others as prisoners.

Not hard, only soft.

As much information as you can get out of the sentry's mouth, it is better than nothing, and you will save a little time by digging out a little.

Zhuang Yan pulled Yan Ming aside and muttered a few words in a low voice.

The sentinel seemed to see that something was wrong, and asked Su Huikai anxiously, "What do you want to do now?"

Su Huikai said, "What can we do?"

He oozes out his palm-sized hand, patted the sentry lightly, and comforted: "Don't worry, brother, it's just training."

After a while, the solemn came back.

They exchanged glances with Su Huikai and solemnly.

The three showed strange smiles.

The sentinel felt that something was wrong, and just as he was about to shout, Zhuang Yan's "special flavor" camouflage square scarf was stuffed into his mouth like a magic trick.

He was carried by three people like pigs again and carried to a tree.

Su Hui quickly took out the backpack strap and tied the sentry to the tree trunk.

Zhuang Yan ripped off the camouflage scarf from the sentry's mouth and said, "Brother, I'm so sorry, I want you to be wronged, you know it's training, so let me ask you an answer, tell me what you know, you guys here The number of troops, the name of the commander, the configuration of weapons and firepower, the patrol route and the shift time of the guards, etc., as long as you say it, we will let you go and leave immediately."

The sentinel vomited a few more times, and said with some steadfastness: "Our platoon leader said that if you are caught, you are not allowed to reveal half a word."

Zhuang Yan thought to himself, you are a sand sculpture, and you have emphasized your platoon leader. This is equivalent to telling us that the highest commander here is your platoon leader...

"Brother, if you won't say it, don't blame us..."

Zhuang Yan gave Su Hui a wink, and like lightning, he stuffed the camouflage scarf into the sentry's mouth again.

Serenity and Su Hui drove around and started to remove the sentry's clothes.

The sentry twisted in horror, not knowing what these guys were going to do to them when they fell to the ground.

Pick up clothes?

What the hell!

However, he soon discovered that Serenity and Su Huikai only peeled off his shirt, and then took off his shoes and socks.

Zhuang Yan tore off a piece of weed from the side and tried it in his hand, feeling it was pretty good.

"Brother, we are too embarrassed to come."

He pointed to Su Huikai next to him.

"This guy is from a boxing team. With one punch, it is estimated that you will be in the hospital for half a month. We will not be so violent to you..."

After all, the grass in his hand stretched out, and put it under the armpit of the sentinel, sweeping back and forth, sweeping back and forth...

"Uuuuuu-"

The sentinel was like a big, painful green worm, constantly twisting its body, but it could only be in vain. Because Su Huikai and Serenity pressed his shoulders from left to right, unable to move at all.

The itchy, sour feeling was extremely uncomfortable, and it made life worse than death.

Zhuang Yan nodded to Su Hui Kai and solemnly, indicating that this guy is really afraid of acid.

I'm afraid it's easy to do!

Some people are not afraid of acid, and it is useless to squeak, then it will be troublesome.

After several "inhumane" squeaks, the sentinel was not in pain or laughter, tears came out, and his face flushed red.

Zhuang Yan was afraid of causing trouble, so he pulled the camouflage scarf from the other party's mouth.

"...you...you...can't...this...hehehe...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The sentinel was laughing and crying again, with an extremely strange expression.

In fact, the soreness is really a maddening thing, especially if you can't struggle, you can only endure it, the feeling of death makes people collapse.

"Brother, talk or don't talk, don't expect to scream here, it's a little far from your warehouse, they can't hear."

The sentinel cried and laughed for a while, then suddenly became strong again.

"No! I won't say it! I won't say it if I kill you!"

"Alas!"

solemnly stunned.

"Tough guy! I rely on it!"

Pulled an extra piece of grass and handed it to Su Huikai.

"Okay, this guy is brave enough, let's give her some nutrition."

After all, the scarf blocked the sentry's mouth again.

This time, Zhuang Yan and Su Huikai took a two-pronged approach—the soles of the feet and the armpits came together, and a pair of dragons went out to sea.

Now, the Sentinel is going crazy.

It's really terrible to run into these strange flowers~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

Beating myself up, I was even happier than this, but with such a cunning method of extorting a confession, I couldn't even call out a single cry of desolation.

After another tossing, the sentinel laughed to the point of gasping for breath.

Zhuang Yan tore off the camouflage scarf again, looked at the half-dead sentinel and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

The sentinel seemed to have run for five kilometers, sweating profusely, gasping for a few breaths, and scolding: "I'll go to your uncle!"

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