Chapter 162

The man who comes out of the door is thunder.

Like others, Lei Ming was wearing orange prison clothes and heavy iron shackles on his hands and feet.

Qin Fei's thoughts were confused again.

Thunder was caught, too?

One of the previous conjectures was pushed down in an instant.

Once upon a time, Qin Fei thought that this might be an anti interrogation training, and even thought that thunder was hosting behind his back.

Now the appearance of thunder has broken this conjecture. I'm afraid the truth of the fact is only the last result I want to see - everyone is indeed captured.

"I admire your loyalty to your country. Although you never admit it, I know you are soldiers."

Osmonov walked with his hands on his back in front of everyone, his eyes slowly sweeping through everyone.

"However, I would like to remind you that your way of action has violated China's sovereignty. If your identity is not confirmed, it means that you are just a group of illegal immigrants. We can treat you by any means without abiding by any international conventions. Have you thought about the consequences?"

"I can even publish your photos in the newspaper and make them public. In this way, you will have no way back and no chance to return to the country you are loyal to, let alone your army."

The scene was quiet, with only the rustle of the wind blowing through the treetops.

Osmonov was disappointed to find that his threat had not achieved any effect.

"Well, since you are all going to give up your right to choose yourself and prefer to go to the dark along the road, I will help you. I want to see if you are really made of steel and can really withstand any torture!"

He turned back and motioned to his men.

Several masked men rushed up, took Lei Ming out of the team, pulled him to a wall thirty meters away, and let Lei Ming stand facing the wall.

Everyone had a bad feeling.

But no one spoke or shouted.

Every member of unit 203 tried to resist the surging emotions in his chest, because everyone knows that the more he shows concern at this time, the easier he is to be caught.

Can only endure.

Members of special forces must have this kind of psychological quality.

Osmonov's eyes are like foxes, still cruising on everyone's face.

He is looking for, looking for everyone's emotional changes.

As long as these people have any angry behavior, it represents their psychological and tactical success.

Unlike Anthony, osmonov emphasized psychological warfare and always believed that this was the best means of interrogation. As for Anthony's torture and drug application, it was like parallel goods in the eyes of the major.

After sweeping back and forth twice, he felt a helpless frustration again.

Each of these team members stood in a standard posture with eyes straight and eyes slightly raised. They seemed to look at the distance. No one looked more in the direction of thunder.

"I heard that soldiers of country Z attach great importance to comradeship. Of course, this is the same in special forces of any country."

Osmonov said reluctantly, "if I tell you and give you a minute to think, I will turn to your name in a minute..."

He went to the thunder and stood still.

Then he raised his hand and looked at his watch and began to count down in his mouth.

“60……59……58……”

With each countdown, Qin Fei's heartbeat began to intensify.

He didn't know what he should do. It was thunder and his instructor. In the previous anti interrogation course, he didn't mention how to deal with shooting at his instructor.

The air seemed to condense, and the sun dimmed for no reason. At first, a beautiful scenery seemed to be swept by a dark cloud, blocking all the light.

“30……29…………28……”

Qin Fei's neck couldn't help moving. He glanced at Xu Wu beside him secretly.

Xu Wu's face was paler than the dead body in the morgue because he had been tortured for several days or for other reasons.

Everyone is undergoing psychological suffering and pressure.

This is not a drill

Isn't it really a drill?

Qin Fei felt that he was going to be insane. He was at a loss. For the second time in his life, he felt powerless.

The first time was the night my father left. This is the second time

“10……9……8……”

"Put the gun down! Put the gun down!"

Qin Fei roared out first.

Everyone's eyes fell on Qin Fei. The content was complex. Maybe no one knew what to do. Maybe what Qin Fei did was what they always wanted to do, but they didn't know what to do.

"Hmm?" osmonov said happily. "Soldier, have you figured it out?"

"Rookie! Shut up!"

Lei Gong's thunderbolt voice immediately surprised Qin Fei.

"Hold your mouth!"

Thunder slowly moved his feet and turned around.

His eyes were like two flames, staring at Qin Fei.

Qin Fei trembled, his lips moved back and forth, but he couldn't say anything.

After biting his teeth, Qin Fei lowered his head and didn't dare to take another look in the direction of thunder.

"Soldier! As long as you say it, I promise not to kill him!"

Osmonov smiled darkly. At this time, he took the initiative and held a good card in his hand. "The oldest person here is him. I think he is your commander, right? Do you want to watch your commander die in front of you?"

Including Qin Fei, every team member's body was shaking.

Say?

Or not?

As time ticked by, the blood in everyone's blood vessels rushed to their heads and could explode at any time.

"My patience is limited!"

Osmonov raised his hand and the gun was raised again.

“7……6……5……4……”

His expression was gloomy and fierce. Just now, he was just a little short of success!

damn!

It's time to shut that guy's mouth. If he didn't stop him, someone might have opened his mouth!

We must give them some power and completely break their last line of defense!

Bang——

The gun went off.

"No!"

Almost all the members of unit 203 roared out at the same time.

Thunder was shot in his left knee. Because he was shackled, he couldn't support his body at all. He fell to his knees.

"Kind of..."

The voice of thunder was trembling, and the huge pain of warhead piercing his knee made him look red and blue.

"Look at the gun here!"

He lowered his head and his eyes fell on his chest, which was the position of his heart.

Raise your head again, with infinite provocation and contempt in your eyes.

"Come on! Grandson! Don't shake your hands and shoot here! If you don't shoot on time, I'm your uncle!"