Special Years

As Sun Hongjian expected.

Just being locked in a small dark room is just the beginning.

Everyone, including Su Huikai, the old scout, made a miscalculation.

The first tactic most commonly used in counter-interrogation is starvation.

Is there anything scarier than hunger?

Ninety-nine percent of people have no dignity when they are hungry.

At eight o'clock in the evening, solemnly sitting in the small dark room, his stomach was already beating drums in protest, rumbling loudly.

"So hungry."

In the darkness, he couldn't help snorting.

"The mind is calm and naturally full." Su Huikai across from him sat beside the wall like an old monk, with an extraordinary appearance, speaking a lot lower than usual.

I'm afraid this guy is not worried that it will consume energy if it is too loud, right?

"Zhuangyan, just imagine that you are at home now, it's New Year's Eve... Mom and Dad have prepared a large table of meals, including chicken legs, braised carp, pork trotters with sauce, roast duck... You eat one bite after another. , you're very full, you can't eat any more, and you feel like your throat is full of delicacies..."

"Enough, Su!"

Someone couldn't help roaring in the dark: "It's okay if you don't say it, the more you say it, the more hungry I become..."

"Do you smell anything?" Another humane asked.

This time everyone seems to be "alive".

"It smells so good! It smells so good!"

"It's like the smell of meat, grilled meat!"

"Fuck!"

Everyone cheered and stood up.

"Where did the meat smell come from?" Long Guoping from Class B asked.

Zhuang Yan raised his nose and sniffed, the smell of meat was indeed permeating the air, and it was getting stronger and stronger.

goo goo-

Smelling the aroma of meat, the solemn stomach growled like crazy.

"It's half past nine." He turned on the luminous light on his watch, checked the time, and said, "We haven't eaten yet."

Su Huikai still sat calmly behind her and said, "Everyone, stop making trouble, sit at ease, we don't have food tonight. Want to eat? Yes, at least there will be water to eat tomorrow morning, so don't think too much. It would be nice to have steamed buns these days.”

It's time to lay out the credentials of the old Scout.

Su Huikai continued: "All counter-interrogations must pass the hunger stage. It's okay, no matter how hard you endure it, it will pass soon, and you will treat it as a dream."

Zhuang Yan couldn't help but said, "This is a nightmare."

Xu Zhipeng from Class B said, "Laozhuang, let me go up and have a look. I'll see what's going on outside."

Zhuang Yan said: "You can't climb? It's not that you can't climb up."

Xu Zhipeng said, "It is possible to climb up, but it's a waste of energy. Wouldn't it be better to save some energy?"

"Damn it, you save your energy. I'm going to carry you on my back, so I don't save energy."

"It's okay, you can just do a weight-bearing squat, you have good physical strength, there is nothing wrong!"

His solemn curiosity forced him to agree to Xu Zhipeng's approach.

Carrying this 140-pound guy on his back, he stood up and said solemnly, almost stingily, "Look at it quickly, and report after reading it, what is King Han doing, so fragrant?"

Xu Zhipeng who was on his back suddenly let out a "fuck" and said, "They are roasting meat, and there are cans. It's so fragrant... No, let me down, and I'm going to hit the wall."

Zhuang Yan put Xu Zhipeng down, and the latter slipped aside and scolded, saying, "Bastard, we haven't had such a good training meal these days, what's the matter today..."

"What did you see?" asked solemnly.

Xu Zhipeng gestured with both hands in the darkness, afraid that Zhuang Yan might not be able to see clearly, so he simply stood up and walked into the little light from the window.

"So big!"

Looking at his hands solemnly, he asked, "Why is it so big?"

Xu Zhipeng's eyes widened, and he looked so greedy he wanted to eat people: "Such a big sheep!"

The saliva immediately poured into the solemn mouth, and almost slipped from the corner of his mouth. He quickly covered his mouth and said, "Are you sure it's a sheep?"

"Yes, the most popular thing in our hometown is to eat sheep. I grew up eating it!" Xu Zhipeng said, "Our family originally raised sheep! If I read it wrongly, the lightning strikes me!"

Seeing Xu Zhipeng swearing so firmly, he also believed that 90% of it was true, and 10% was not sure because he was afraid that Xu Zhipeng would be hungry and crazy, so he was confused.

"They deliberately..."

Xu Zhipeng slid weakly against the wall and handed it over.

"No, I have to find something to plug my nostrils, or I'm going to go crazy if I smell this."

After he finished speaking, he was really looking for hay all over the floor, trying to block his nostrils.

There was a sudden bang at the door.

Everyone immediately returned to their positions, and immediately became as if they were out of the house, and the things outside the house had nothing to do with them.

The appearance of the hungry ghost reincarnated just now disappeared instantly.

The door creaked open.

"If you click on the name, come out one by one."

A strange voice came in from outside the door.

He solemnly glanced at the door.

A veteran with the rank of sergeant stood by the door with a roster in his hand, another with a pile of handcuffs.

"Su Huikai!"

"Arrived!" Su Huikai was agile, immediately got up from the ground, and answered at attention.

"solemn!"

The second is myself.

Of course, this was already mentally prepared.

The roster of class A was like this, Su Huikai ranked first and solemn second.

"Here!" Zhuang Yan quickly replied.

"come out!"

Su Huikai walked over to Zhuang Yan and touched Zhuang Yan with her elbow.

"Let's go."

After all, he walked straight to the door.

Zhuang Yan had to follow.

At the door, Zhuang Yan was directly handcuffed, and the two were taken to the yard by a veteran, and then the veteran behind continued to call and lead people...

When we got to the yard, a fire was already built on a flat ground. I made a shelf with wooden sticks on the left and right, and a whole sheep was placed in the center, which looked like more than 30 pounds.

"Kneel down!"

The veteran behind him ordered.

Don't do it solemnly.

kneel?

The boy has gold under his knees...

Before this sentence was finished in his mind, two old soldiers who were like wolves and tigers rushed behind them, one kicked their knees, and their feet were directly in the knee socket behind the knee.

"Ow—"

With a solemn scream, he immediately fell to his knees.

This is a typical half of the action of capturing a prisoner from the rear. Originally, the second half was throat-locked, but the veteran only used half of it. Then he grabbed his back collar with both hands, and quickly wrapped the rope around the ankles of his feet. tied and then chained to handcuffs.

In this way, Zhuang Yan can't do without kneeling, because then he can't get up at all, the rope is tugging at it!

These two veterans, their tactics are really old-fashioned!

Sure enough, it is an old special forces soldier. I am afraid that this trick has been practiced thousands of times over the years, and it can be played in a dream.

Han claimed to be sitting on the marching pony, holding a dagger in his hand, glanced at Zhuang Yan, reached out and cut a piece of mutton that was moderately fat, oily but fragrant from the roast sheep, and walked slowly to Zhuang Yan and Su. In front of Hui Kai.

Looking at Zhuang Yan and Su Huikai, Han Zizheng raised the meat in his hand, first put it under his nostrils and took a deep breath.

"Fragrant! Really fragrant! This is the best lamb I have ever roasted myself!"

Then he raised his hand~www.novelmt.com~ that piece of delicious mutton was sent from under the solemn nostril to the nostril opened by Su Hui...

God-killed King Han Yan!

At that moment, Zhuang Yan almost screamed.

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Today is National Martyr's Day and a holiday for heroes. Qiguan likes to shape heroes. In fact, this book is not entirely the story of Qiguan himself, but also the stories of many ordinary soldiers and officers. Personally, I don't like to write about big people, because they are already remembered by people. I prefer to write about small people, those thousands of heroes whose names you don't even know, ordinary heroes, heroes among small people.

They are also heroes in the history of the Great Wall of National Defense and the development of the motherland, but they are unknown, but they will live forever. This is originally a book that pays tribute to little people and unsung heroes.

Keep reading, there will be a very exciting plot unfolding later, taking you to experience a real border minesweeper.