Jack sat upright in the interrogation room, facing two U.S. Army officers who came to investigate.
"Jack Jones, please explain the situation to us again. Did you make mistakes and make wrong judgments?" An officer stared at Jack with soft handcuffs on his hands and asked: "And are you encountering international employment?"
When the soldiers attacked, why did you choose to let the prisoners go? Please give a reasonable explanation. If your explanation cannot be accepted, then..."
The officer shrugged his shoulders, a look of regret on his face.
"Where are my comrades?" Jack asked expressionlessly.
"They are also under investigation. You don't need to worry about this."
"OK," Jack exhaled a long breath and said to the officer: "Sir, can you give me a cup of coffee?"
The officer nodded.
The coffee was brought to Jack, the temperature was moderate.
Holding the coffee cup in both hands, Jack took a sip and asked: "What are the chances that I can avoid being sent to a military court?"
"It's very simple. If your explanation passes, there is no need to go to a military court." the officer replied.
"Does my explanation pass?" Jack raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, with deep mockery in his green pupils.
The two officers showed regretful expressions, saying that they were completely powerless. This was a matter above the authorities and not their responsibility.
"Sir, the collar of your shirt is dirty." Jack said suddenly.
Hearing these words, the officer lowered his head and looked at his collar: it was spotless.
At this moment, a fierce light flashed in Jack's eyes, and he violently threw the coffee in his hand at one of the officers. With his legs strong, he spun across the interrogation table and jumped over, slamming his knee into the quilt.
The coffee was splashed on the neck of the officer who had no time to scream, knocking him unconscious. His hands were stuck on the throat of another officer, with an apologetic smile on his face.
"Sorry, sir, I cannot be interrogated. Tell me, where are my comrades?"
"Jack, you are doing this..."
"Where are my comrades?" Jack narrowed his eyes and asked coldly. The strength in his hands increased, and he could even hear the crisp sound of the throat bones being compressed.
"Seven, seven, interrogation room seven..."
"Crack!"
Jack swung his elbow and hit the officer on the temple to knock him unconscious. Then he took out the saber from the officer and cut the soft cuffs, took the other officer's pistol and walked out.
In Interrogation Room No. 7, twenty-three Delta members sat neatly in their own isolation areas, with headphones on their ears and a lie detector connected to their chest.
Lei Xiao's appearance made them embarrassed, and they were immediately investigated and interrogated after returning. However, this kind of interrogation was treated differently. Jack was the one who took the blame, and these soldiers who had escaped from death were not immune.
But their problems are much smaller than Jack's. After being interrogated, they will be discharged or transferred to other units and will no longer be engaged in the special missions of Delta Force.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk..." There was a knock on the door.
A soldier assisting the interrogation came over and opened the door, and saw the black muzzle of a gun.
"Lieutenant Colonel Jack." The soldier raised his hands in cooperation and slowly backed away.
"I don't want to go on a killing spree here, so I'm asking for your cooperation." Jack said to the interrogators: "I think you should be very aware of my capabilities. Since you are aware of it, cuff yourself and give me two minutes.
"
Five or six interrogators immediately took out soft handcuffs, cuffed themselves, and squatted in the corner in cooperation.
"Thank you." Jack nodded to the interrogator and walked directly in front of the twenty-three Delta members.
Seeing Jack's appearance, the Delta team members who were being interrogated stood up one after another and stared at their former commander.
"What I want to say is," Jack paused, picked up the microphone and conveyed his voice to the ears of each team member: "If you are willing to wash away your shame, then come with me. We are the Delta, but we have been raped by five
Chinese special forces attacked and killed more than half of them; we are the Delta, but we were forced to run away wearing only a pair of underwear. If... I mean if you are willing to wash away this shame, then come with me, and we will kill them all. Hmm
, kill them all, leaving no one alive. There is still one and a half minutes left, think about it."
Putting down the microphone, Jack started to count his watch and waited quietly.
A minute and a half later, all Deltas left their isolation seats in silence and followed Jack outside.
At three o'clock in the morning, Delta, who had escaped from the army, rushed to Jack's home in Chicago.
"Wait for me here for ten minutes." Jack smiled at the team members beside him, took out his saber, unlocked the door and walked in.
At this time, the family was already asleep. Jack Huo quietly touched the familiar bedroom. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled the familiar and warm smell of his wife.
He sat quietly by the bed for a while, then stood up and kissed his wife gently on the lips.
As if feeling his breath, Jack's wife said sleepily: "Jack, is it you? You are back."
"Yes, I'm back." Jack's eyes were full of smiles, but under the moonlight shining through the window, they showed a crystal light.
"Laura, I'm here to say goodbye to you. It won't take long. Trust me, okay?"
"Well, are you leaving again?"
"right!"
"I love you, Jack."
"Laura, I love you too!"
The light of the knife flashed across Laura's white neck. Jack picked up a pillow and covered Laura's cheek, biting his lip, holding in his breath, and the elite in his eyes fell.
Tens of seconds later, Laura fell into a deep sleep forever, and the whole room was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
Wiping his cheeks, Jack kissed his wife gently on the face and walked towards his daughter's bedroom.
His daughter was Jack's most cherished baby, and she was sleeping soundly with a teddy bear in her arms.
Jack gently woke his daughter up and sat in front of her with a smile.
"Daddy!" Jack's daughter exclaimed in surprise, put her arms around his neck and said coquettishly: "I miss you so much, daddy!"
Feeling his daughter's coquettishness and smelling her scent, Jack sniffed hard, patted his daughter's shoulder gently and said: "Baby, I'm afraid we have to separate, but when I come back to you, we will be together."
No separation!"
"Really?"
"Really! I promise!"
Jack held his daughter with his left hand, pulled out the bloody saber with his right hand, and kissed his daughter's forehead gently with his lips.
"puff!"
The saber pierced her daughter's body hard.
"Ah!" A painful scream came out.
Jack hugged his daughter tightly, his face deformed in pain.
Ten seconds later, the ten-year-old Angel fell into a deep sleep, with two unbelievable tears hanging on his pale face.
"Woooooooo..."
Jack knelt on the ground holding his dead daughter, crying in agony. There were no words that could describe the pain he endured when he killed his wife and daughter with his own hands, and no one could understand his mood when he had to do this.
Ten minutes later, Jack, who had changed his clothes, walked out of his home and joined his team members.
"Did you kill your wife and daughter?" A team member stared at Jack.
"That's right." Jack nodded and said expressionlessly: "Now I don't have any worries anymore. I have only one goal, to kill all the Vengeful Flames. That's all!"
After saying that, Jack got into the car and left first.
After a long while, the Delta team member finally exhaled softly: Lieutenant Colonel Jack is crazy, he is crazy...