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Nagant Revolver said slowly.
"Although I don't quite understand, I will listen to him. The explosives here have been placed, so let's go to the next place."
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Half an hour later, the fire was gradually put out, but the bodies and objects in the house had been burned beyond recognition, and it was impossible to tell whether the bodies died in the fire or from other causes.
"Hey, go tell the boss, what's going on?"
A man who looked like a small leader shouted to the people around him.
"I, we went to the boss' bedroom and office to look for him, but there was no sign of him. Maybe he had some secret mission to perform... so he went to do it quietly."
The people around him answered somewhat unconfidently.
"Never mind, let's quickly check what happened. How could a fire suddenly break out out of nowhere?"
"Who knows? I guess these idiots fell asleep while smoking. If they drank before going to bed and spilled some wine on the quilt, a fire would have started if the cigarette butts fell down."
Someone guessed.
"Fuck, these idiots..."
The little leader kicked the wall, cursing.
"Hey, wait, let's go check on the guards outside. Could this be sabotage caused by an enemy invasion?"
The little leader said with some doubt.
"How is that possible? We are at least a hundred kilometers away from any living area, and there are snipers watching us from upstairs. Even a hawk can't fly in."
The people around laughed and said that they all felt that the little leader was a little too hypersensitive.
"That's true... But let's go for a tour. I'm not feeling well."
The little leader relaxed a little and asked in a gentle tone.
"Okay, I'll go take a look."
Seeing that the little leader spoke again, the person who had replied to him before consciously walked out the door.
But when he walked out the door, the scene before him made fear crawl from the soles of his feet up his spine.
A head was staring at him blankly. It was a head without a body.
Several flashlights fell randomly on the ground, emitting blinding white beams of light weakly.
The guards they trusted were wiped out without a sound.
"Boss, all the people are dead. The sentinels outside have lost their heads!"
The man crawled into the stronghold, shouting in fear, which immediately made the little leader nervous.
"Enemy attack!!! Go back, get your weapons and prepare for battle!"
At the command, everyone ran towards their rooms in panic. At this moment, a series of explosions suddenly rang out from the office building.
Before people could react to what was happening, they were crushed under the ruins of the completely collapsed building and no one survived.
Five hundred meters away from the stronghold, five people plus a man who was tied up with a smelly sock stuffed in his mouth were watching the explosion.
"Ahahahaha, look! I destroyed such a big building by myself, I'm a super-powerful engineer! You guys go back and tell those guys in 404 that I'm not just a tool for clearing mines!"
The saboteur holding the wireless detonator jumped up and down excitedly, shouting triumphantly, and then her head was hit by another iron fist from the Nagant revolver.
"Didn't I tell you to stay quiet and calm when conducting special operations? Have you forgotten that?"
Nagant Revolver said unhappily.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm just too happy. The enemies are all dead. Let me be happy for a moment..."
The destroyer squatted down with his head in his hands and said aggrievedly.
"Never believe that your surroundings are safe, unless you are in your own home."
"You can't be so excited about your achievements during combat. In fact, the 404th team is an expert in this field. In their eyes, your achievements are probably no different from those of an engineer who can only clear mines."
Nagant Revolver began to teach the Destroyer with a serious face.
"Wow, it looks like that old guy is going to talk for a long time. Let's just start the interrogation. Who will do it?"
Wilder MK2 tore off the smelly socks that were blocking the man's mouth, looked at the executioner and M762 and asked.
"Haha, is it really necessary to go through so much trouble? Hey, are you going to tell me or not? If you don't, I'll chop off your head."
The executioner placed the blade directly on the man's neck and spoke with little interest.
"Kill me now! I won't say anything! If you don't kill me you're a coward!"
The man shouted with some courage. In fact, he had already lost the will to live, not to mention how these weird girls kidnapped him from the heavily defended stronghold.
The entire stronghold was destroyed. Even if he could successfully survive these people, he would be eliminated by his superiors. So he would die no matter what, so it would be better for him to be a man of integrity.
"Okay, then I'll make it happen for you!"
The furious executioner was about to chop him down with his knife, but M762 quickly reached out and grabbed the back of the executioner's knife with his fingers.
"Wait a minute. This prisoner was captured with great difficulty. The commander wants to obtain useful information from him. You can't just kill him. Let me interrogate him."
"Humph."
The executioner took back his knife angrily and sat aside in anger.
M762 grabbed the man by the collar, lifted him to the ground and walked towards the abandoned house in the distance.
"Hey, you!!! Damn it!!!"
The rough ground was covered with all kinds of sharp stones, and the friction immediately made the man feel severe pain.
"Recognize your position. You are our prisoner. You are not qualified to make any demands. All you can do is spit out the information and then die."
M762 gave the man a cold look.
"I, I won't waver!"
The man shouted firmly.
"where are you going?"
Nagant Revolver asked.
"Minju, I need some tools to interrogate him."
"What tool?"
The destroyer asked curiously.
"Gas stove, pot."
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"Ah wow wow wow wow, you're not going to let us eat his flesh, that's disgusting!!!"
The destroyer shouted worriedly.
"No, don't worry."
M762 assured indifferently.
Soon, several people came to a house. Nagant Revolver used the dagger on his body to violently break the door lock, and then M762 dragged the man into the house and threw the man into the corner.
The other tactical figures looked at M762 curiously. After all, they didn't usually interrogate others and had no knowledge in this area.
M762 quickly turned on the gas stove, then put a frying pan on it and started heating it. Soon the frying pan was burned dry and emitted a puff of white smoke.
Then M762 drew his dagger, walked up to the terrified man, and dragged him to the frying pan.
"You, what are you going to do?"
"I don't think you'll tell me unless you suffer a little, so I'll just start the interrogation phase."
M762 grabbed the man's right hand, then swung the dagger quickly, cutting off the man's little finger.
As soon as the man let out a cry of pain, M762 pressed his wound roughly into the frying pan. The blood was immediately evaporated by the high temperature, emitting an unpleasant smell, but soon this smell turned into the aroma of burnt protein.
During this period, the man had been struggling frantically, but as an ordinary person, he naturally could not break free from the tactical humanoid equipped with various reinforcement modules.
Only when the man was about to collapse did M762 take his hand out of the frying pan.
"Although this method of stopping bleeding is crude, it is the only way we can use under current medical conditions. If you don't tell me, I can probably interrogate you for five hours to get you to talk."
"Whether you want to reveal the information and die a liberating death, or just keep talking tough, I don't care."
M762 said this in a calm tone, as if this was not something he had done at all.
"I, I say, I say anything."
"Ask whatever you want to ask,"
The man said with cold sweat on his face. He finally realized that the lovely girl standing in front of him was a heartless devil. He felt cold all over at the thought of being tortured like this for five hours.
The surrounding tactical figures also looked at M762 in surprise. They had never expected that there was such a torture method.
"Question one, what organization do you belong to?"
"Wu Xiang Society, but in the final analysis, we can only be considered peripheral members. I am not one of them. I have to help them complete many things and then be recommended by internal members before I can truly be called a member of Wu Xiang Society."
"Question two, why would the forces you lead work for the Wuxiang Society?"
"Because they give us money and clear an area for us to live in. We gather here with wanted criminals and other bad guys. No living area will allow us to exist. Even those who want to become police officers are not allowed because of their bad criminal records."
"Question three, how did you get in touch with the members of the Wuxiang Society?"
"We would pass intelligence through a middleman. I didn't know who my superiors were. The middleman would change every time I called, and I could only contact them through one number."
"The middleman's job is to forward our report to the higher authorities. Other than that, I really don't know anything else. Please stop torturing me and just kill me."
The man begged bitterly.
M762 took out a pen and wrote down the number the man mentioned.
"Question 4: What tasks have been assigned to you recently?"
"Search for information about a girl who uses two bayonets and brass knuckles and a rifle. If you can report the relevant clues, we can get a reward of 2 million yen. If you can successfully drug her and submit it, you can get a reward of 30 million yen."
At this point, the man's eyes were fixed in shock on the two bayonet knuckles hanging on M762.