"Damn it, he still didn't say a word? You are the worst mercenary I have ever seen, the most useless interrogation! " Someone yelled out in English. On the third day, his patience was on the verge of collapse.

The bearded man with a big beard on his chest looked at the government official who was angry and yelling at him. There was a trace of ferocity in his eyes. "Oh, so your government has a way. Then sir, I will give him to you."

The man was dressed in a white robe, white trousers with wide feet and Central Asian faces. He just raised his hand. Several mercenaries in desert camouflage bulletproof vests came and stood behind the man with a (k) 47 assault rifle.

At the sight of the officer from the government, he immediately stepped back and looked at the senior officer of the st mercenary warily. He said with a heavy face: "no, we don't need him. We just need to find out which country's soldier he is. Sakla, we just need to know these things. That's all."

"I know, I've been trying, but sometimes it's not like we're trying to get what you want." Sakla said with a smile and pointed to the captive inside the closed iron door. "See, sir, now it's hard to let him open his eyes

"His wound is not treated. Oh, yes, you are not allowed to treat it. Of course, we all agree to let him suffer a little bit, but now he doesn't even have the strength to speak. How can we know what country's military he is? "

"Judging from skin color, hair color and eye color, we think he is Asian. That's all we know."

Sakla's words narrowed the eyes of the officers from the government army. After a while, he smiled fiercely, "believe me, I will have a way to let him speak."

He beckoned to his guard, and saw that sacra's eyes were fierce again.

When the government's Pro guards left, he sneered and said, "since you want to interrogate yourself, I think we can also collect the employment money in advance."

When it comes to hiring money, the official who came here on behalf of the government immediately laughs, "sacra, with our partnership, I don't think it's urgent now. Just a moment, please. We'll hear that guy soon. "

It is not necessary to interrogate and torture a prisoner, especially to interrogate a guy who can't go back alive, as long as he gets what he wants immediately.

Employment, mistrust, unstable partnership On the third day, I began to interrogate myself. It seems that it is not sacra's impatience, but the government's impatience.

After ten minutes, I heard footsteps, and then four people came in the locked iron door "creak open".

"Wake him up." The officer of the government opened his mouth savagely and looked down at the prisoners wounded by the gunfire. When he saw a cold hand exposed under the injury on K7's shoulder, he raised his foot, stepped on the wound with the heel of his leather shoes, and twisted his ankle to let the heel crush the wound.

There was no more blood in this wound. It was crushed by the hard heel. The scarlet blood, scabby layer and the blood thread were rolling out, showing the scarlet and ferocious wound.

K7 doesn't move, just like losing consciousness. It just locks the brow, just like in sleep because of discomfort.

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