"Uh huh..." Outside the Middelburg radar tower, a Nazi soldier who came out to urinate at night was suddenly dragged into the jungle. A hand covered his mouth and dragged him into the jungle. The kidnapped Nazi soldier
He was so frightened that he wet his pants. He pulled it out halfway and then immediately pulled it back. Terrible pain and panic filled his brain.
Faris dragged the Nazi soldier with a black look on his face. He himself did not expect that the Nazi soldier in front of him was so frightened that he became incontinent. But now Faris did not think too much about these things and dragged the captured Nazi soldier towards Midel.
Walking into the jungle outside the fort, there were Bruce, Vicky, Bruce and Michelle waiting for news.
Amidst the bursts of thunder and wind and rain, it became a good opportunity for Faris to grab the Nazi's tongue. At least he could use the darkness and thunder to cover up the sound. The Nazi soldiers were quickly dragged by Faris to the area of Wiki Bruce and the others, and saw three
The Nazi soldiers felt panicked about the people hiding in the jungle. Needless to say, these people were definitely not their own.
When Farris dragged the Nazi soldiers over, Vicki Bruce glanced at the panicked Nazi soldiers, punched him in the stomach and warned: "Listen, Nazi, if you want to survive, just cooperate with us.
Otherwise, you know the consequences, we will kill him or bury him, Faris, let him go, Michelle, if he makes any move, shoot him immediately!"
Vicki Bruce has used these methods of interrogation a lot. When dealing with these Nazi soldiers, Vicki Bruce was even more rude. First he was given a big stick and finally a piece of reward. There is no need for dead people to be polite. Anyway, just treat it as farts. It's hostile.
How many words from both sides are true? There is only one outcome after being caught and interrogated, and that is death.[
"Uh huh..." The Nazi soldier nodded repeatedly under Faris's covering of his mouth. No matter what, it would be better than being cold down there now. Rather than looking at three pairs of ill-intentioned eyes, he had to agree to Vicki Bruce first.
It was an important matter, and the Nazi soldier didn't know what the consequences would be if he shook his head, but it was probably not much better. Michel's sniper rifle was already aimed at his head, and a headshot at close range was not a good thing.
"Be honest, squat down and hold your head with your hands, otherwise, hey... I'll shoot you in the ass with the tip of the gun!" Faris took the submachine gun thrown by Bruce and hit the Nazi soldier on the back of the neck with the triangular butt.
He ordered the Nazi soldiers to do as he said without any politeness. There was no need to be polite at all when dealing with the enemy.
Under the threat of Faris, the Nazi soldier put his head in his hands and squatted on the ground in frustration. Even if Faris let him go, he did not dare to yell or anything. He was not a pure Belgian.
People who do not have the spirit of not fearing death are forced to join the army in wars. During the national crisis, Hitler called on young people across the country to join the army, just like he was hunting young men everywhere.
This Nazi soldier was brought by Bills, his name was Drogba. He was a twenty-year-old boy. He just had to urinate urgently in the middle of the night. Unexpectedly, he was ambushed just for convenience. At this time, Drogba felt a little regretful.
It's definitely not a good thing to point a gun at your head. If the opponent is slightly dissatisfied, a headshot is inevitable.
Now even if Vicky Bruce and the other four want to take turns (violating) his anus, I am afraid they will have to nod humiliatedly and agree. When strong, the weak will eat the strong. This is the eternal principle, unless he is not afraid of death and resists, it seems that he
I don’t have the courage, I can’t afford to be hurt, and I’m also a little entangled, just peeing everywhere, is the retribution so big?
"Military status, age, name, which team are you from?" Vicki Bruce started with the same interrogation tone. For these nonsense interrogation preludes, Vicki Bruce didn't think it was nonsense. On the contrary, it was quite easy to use. He didn't know the name of the other party.
and military status, it is difficult to find out any important information.
After Drogba asked Vicky Bruce, his expression hesitated for a moment, and he was immediately hit violently by Farris with the butt of his rifle. He grinned honestly and said: "Second, no, not third class, twenty."
Year old, my name is Drogba, and I am from the mobile unit. Our commander is Second Lieutenant Beers, who was stationed just yesterday..."
Drogba explained everything honestly, even the questions that Vicky Bruce didn't ask. If he hadn't been very clear about Second Lieutenant Beers' family situation, he might have even told the whole family of Beers, young and old.
Everything was explained, which surprised Vicky Bruce, he is really a very cooperative person!
Vicky Bruce kicked Drogba's helmet away with one kick, pulled up Drogba's hair with one hand, and said viciously: "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense. Let me ask you, how many people are stationed inside? What is the approximate strength of the troops?
How many guards are there at the radar tower? How often does the patrol shift change? Be honest, if you dare to fool me, you know the consequences!"
What Vicki Bruce hates most is Nazi helmets. When he sees Nazi helmets, he can't help but get angry. Although he wears exactly the same helmet on his head and wears Nazi uniforms that he hates, there is nothing he can do about it. Everything is impossible.
It was necessary for the mission, otherwise he wouldn't have put on these clothes.
When Drogba was grinning in pain, Faris picked up the butt of the submachine gun and hit it again as if he was addicted to it. He shamelessly scolded Drogba: "Speak quickly, you hesitate to think
What are you going to do? If you dare to pause for a moment, I won’t mind making a hole in the back of your head. If you don’t believe it, you can try it!”
Drogba did not expect that Vicki Bruce would ask him this question. Under Vicki Bruce's hair and the blow from Faris's shameful hand, he grinned in pain and said: "This, this, I, I
, I don’t know, really, really, I just know that there are almost more than 300 people inside, including the people behind us who are supporting us, there are less than 400 people, that’s all I know!”
Vicky Bruce flicked the Nazi soldier's hair and said with a kind smile: "Very good, thank you for your cooperation. There is another question you haven't answered. How often does the patrol shift change? Don't tell me you don't know this, uncle.
I don’t like people fooling me, so I’ll tell you the truth so that I don’t have to suffer any more. Otherwise, do you know what it feels like when a cigarette butt is burned into your flesh?”
After Vicki Bruce finished speaking, Bruce on the side took out a cigarette, lit it and handed it to Vicki Bruce. When Drogba saw the cigarette in Vicky Bruce's hand, he was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he felt cold under the raindrops.
My heart was trembling and my bones were shaking. I shook my head and nodded again, my face turning pale with fear.
Under the intimidation of Vicky Bruce, Drogba opened his mouth to answer as if he was frightened: "Every, every seven minutes, now it's almost every ten minutes on rainy days, and every patrolman
It’s a group of ten people, and each group of two groups is responsible for the security around the radar tower. I, I only know so much, please don’t kill me!”
Vicki Bruce smoked a small part of the cigarette that was wetted by raindrops, exhaled a thick puff of smoke towards the unsuspecting Drogba, grinned and patted his face with one hand and said: "Very good, I like honest children very much. I won't kill them."
You can, but you have to sleep in the rain honestly, Faris, do it!"
"Ah? Uh..." Drogba exclaimed. Before he could finish his exclamation, he was immediately hit by Faris with a violent blow. Drogba rolled his eyes and fell limply in the rainy night. Faris carried him on his back.
After firing his submachine gun, he touched his nose with one hand and stepped on the unconscious Drogba to the side.
Bruce took out a cigarette, sat down on the rock, smoked a cigarette and said: "Vicky Bruce, what do you think now? There are frequent defenses inside, and the changing of guards is also very frequent, which is not very conducive to our bombing.
There is only one chance to destroy the radar tower now!"
"Time for the changing of the guard?" Faris heard Bruce's words and directly said the time for the changing of the guard. It was only ten minutes and seven minutes of the changing of the guard, which was enough. It was completely enough to complete the task in five minutes as planned by them.
, it’s just that it’s a bit difficult to adjust the frying time. It’s good to fry at a regular time, but the problem is that God is not good now.[
Vicki Bruce nodded and expressed his worries with lingering fear: "Yes, we can only use the changing of the guard time now. Seven minutes is enough. Even if the Nazis are alerted, we still have time to complete the task. I'm just afraid.
These timed bombs are not waterproof, and the current weather is a headache for us."
Faris and Bruce didn't speak, and alternated between smoking cigarettes. Now they didn't have much spiritual food, so they saved as much as they could. The remaining cigarettes were used to celebrate the completion of the mission, but the chance of returning alive was a little bit.
Low, Middleburg is at least two miles from the coast, and two miles is no joke.
Vicki Bruce threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and assigned the next task: "Okay, now let's arrange the task. Faris and Bruce who sneaked in and me, Michelle, you are more important. Before we escape and are captured,
When you find out, help snipe the opponent, do you understand?"
"Okay! No problem!" Michelle also knew that he was not good at close combat, not to mention that his sniper was a long-range shooter. He could barely help sniper targets and delay the pursuit of the pursuers, provided that some of Biers' armored convoys did not appear.
His armored convoy appeared, which was a very troublesome thing.
Vicky Bruce glanced at Faris and Bruce, and after seeing them nodding, he continued: "Is it okay? Well, let's get ready to go! Guys, I wish our mission a complete success. Mission
After finishing, run westward immediately, run as fast as you can, Cruze and the others won't wait for us for a long time!"