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As soon as Waynblad saw the grabbed tongue, he felt something was wrong.

Although most people in Venezuela are of white race, they are all of mixed race, and Wayne himself is also British, so the subtle differences in facial composition can still be seen.The person in front of him should not be a native of Venezuela, and it is very likely that he is not a soldier armed with Protestantism, because Wayne saw that this person looks very refined, wears glasses, is extremely thin, and does not have any traces of fighting. He was as white and clean as a little boy, but even though he was wearing Protestant armed clothes, the soldiers of Untr also caught him within the Protestant sphere of influence.

Untr's soldiers were not ordered to interrogate the tongue, so no one dared to touch him. They just tied their hands and feet and left them in an unused warehouse.

There is no prisoner-of-war camp in this city stronghold, because there is no need for it.During the battle, it is rare to catch alive Protestant armed soldiers. The soldiers of this armed force are relatively extreme. They would rather die than be captured. The power of religion is still very strong.

Wayne was not so kind anymore, he could catch one, but he couldn't ask anything if he caught it, so he was escorted back to the rear and handed over to Ava DeFranco.He looked suspiciously at the man in front of him.

The prisoner was still not very used to the sunlight, the door opened, and the light suddenly shot into the room, he curled up and shrank back, the dazzling sunlight made him unable to see who the person standing at the door was.

"Let me go, I'm not a combatant." The prisoner coughed heavily and said in broken Spanish.

"Speak English, Spanish is not suitable for you!" Hearing that interesting tone, Wayne waved his hand, his men closed the door, two soldiers stood at the door, and turned on the light again, all in a hurry I moved a table and found two chairs from nowhere, and put them in the center of the room.

"Sit, I won't hurt you, as long as you can tell me what I want to know." Wayne wiped the dust off the chair and sat down, put his feet up on the table, and found a very comfortable position.

The captive sat tremblingly opposite Wayne. "Are you people from untr?" His accent had changed into pure middle American English.

"Yankee?" Wayne found this interesting and put his foot down again. "Tell me, what's interesting about you." Although Wayne didn't know the identity of the other party, he understood that it must not be easy for an American to come to the war zone and wear the clothes of a Protestant armed soldier.He did not use a method similar to torture to extract a confession. Human pain can be superimposed and endured. The harder the beating, the more resistance can be achieved.Moreover, intelligence, after 24 or 48 hours, will lose its meaning, and even if he speaks it out, it will be useless.

To deal with this person, you need to use a psychological offensive. This is what Wayne learned in the NATO special forces.Psychological offensive is far more useful than physical harm.

The prisoner gave Wayne a blank look, with a look of disdain on his face, he seemed to look down on Untr, and didn't say a word.

"I don't want to know any personal information about you." Wayne kept tapping his fingers on the table. "What I want you to know is that if you can tell me what I want to know, you can walk out of this room alive." In fact, Wayne doesn't know the specific identity of the person in front of him, and he can't even guess, let alone himself. What can I get from him.

"Untr, the mob was beaten like this by a religious force. Sir, it seems that you are the commander of this army. More than 4 people have been beaten like this. You still have the face to interrogate me? Hahahaha... ’ the captive began to laugh.

The two untr soldiers standing behind Wayne just wanted to go forward to teach him a lesson when Wayne stopped them.

"Don't blackmail me with your life. If you can get me some chicks to make me feel good, I might tell you something like that in the best time!"

The tougher the captive was, the more interested Wayne was in what was hidden about him.He personally stepped forward and untied the ropes on the captives. "Be courteous, not because I'm afraid of you, nor because I want information on you. In fact, I can execute you when I take the second prisoner. So I think, you You should trade your life for what you know before losing its value to us. Because no one, including me, is not afraid of death. Of course, people die in different ways. I will give you half an hour to consider Just a moment." Wayne walked out of the room with a smile, and said to the UNTR soldiers behind him. "Don't be fooled by his appearance, keep an eye on him. Where's his belongings?"

The soldier hurried to the corner and found a backpack painted in camouflage. "There is nothing but this bag. You came here before we checked it."

Wayne glanced at the door again, took the backpack over, unzipped the zipper, and the things fell to the ground with a splash.

He rummaged through the things on the ground, pistols, daggers, soldier rations and cans, drinking water, and some things necessary for survival in the wild.

"What is this?" He picked up an object wrapped in yellow plastic paper from the ground, only the size of a palm, very hard and thick.Wayne looked at the yellow plastic bag suspiciously, wanting to open it.

"Sir..." The soldier hesitated. "Will there be any danger?"

Wayne laughed. "Hahaha, soldier, you think too much, nothing will go wrong." Wayne swiftly opened the plastic bag. Inside several layers of oil paper, there was a palm-sized thing similar to a circuit board. "This is……"

"Mr. Brad, is this a hard drive?" The soldier froze for a moment, not expecting that there was such a thing in the prisoner's entire backpack.

Wayne weighed the hard drive in his hand, hurried to the radar, slammed the mess on the table, and picked up a technician.The technician was taken aback by Wayne. "Sir, what's the matter?"

"Plug in this hard drive, I need all the information in this hard drive." Wayne took out the hard drive.

The technician glanced at Wayne suspiciously, found some cables, and directly disassembled the laptop. In order to prevent viruses in the hard disk, he also disconnected the laptop's database on purpose.He plugged the hard drive into the laptop's motherboard.

After turning it on, several huge English characters jumped out on the screen.

"Technology and Security Department of Dafa Group, please enter the account name and key."

Wayne became impatient when he saw it, and directly called Fu Ming.

The current time is around nine o'clock in the evening local time in Kinshasa. After dinner, Fu Ming started to rest early, but he didn't fall asleep. He was still thinking about whether to use a nuclear bomb.

Seeing the call from Wayne, he answered it without hesitation.During the few minutes of conversation, Fu Ming only said that I got it, and then hung up the phone.

"Great Development Group, don't you think this matter is not messy enough? Why are you everywhere!" Fu Ming knew that the password of that hard drive could not be cracked easily. In the end there is any connection, it will take some time.He no longer has this time. Once the government army realizes that something is wrong and the agreement between Eva and the government army breaks down, all the wishful thinking will be in vain.

Ke Ke, who was by his side, was also woken up by Fu Ming's cell phone. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked. "What's the matter, you still answer the phone so late?"

Since Fu Ming was injured, if it was not an urgent matter, few people would call Fu Ming directly.

"The Great Development Group has also participated in the civil war in the Bolivarian Republic of Venezuela, and it is also the opposite of us. I think, should we stop procrastinating, and solve the Protestantist armed forces as soon as possible, without delay."

"You mean..." Coco also frowned. "By the way, solve the big development group?"

"This is a potential enemy. The current Jaques Mabrisio has been sanctioned by NATO. He cannot move and his threat has been reduced. If the large development group continues to develop according to this momentum, it is very likely to become The second untr, they are a group supported by Americans." Fu Ming frowned. "Coco, you should go."

Coco smiled softly. "After tonight, I will go back to Berlin tomorrow. You should also contact Lin Mao and Chen Chuming. We need their help. After all, the Dafa Development Group has the support of the Americans, although I don't know if the approach to Protestantism is from the US government. Encourage..." The smile on Coco's face became evil. "If it's the big development group acting alone this time, then there will be a show!"

"Even if the big development group is acting alone this time, the Americans can't sit idly by. This is their only breakthrough to compete with untr." Fu Ming made up his mind that this mushroom must bloom in Venezuela, even if it is love Wa didn't want her country to be hit by a nuclear attack, so it didn't count if she said so.

However, the object of growing mushrooms must be changed.If he rashly launches a tactical nuclear bomb attack on the government army, he will definitely suffer a nuclear counterattack. The two Soviet nuclear bombs that Jax sold to the government army are still very powerful.

"By the way, what happened to the nine Dongfeng 31d missiles? It's almost time." Ke Ke asked suddenly.

"Well, I kept three for myself, and delivered the others to Aiwa. However, the launch module and the code are in our hands. If she wants to use it, she still has to go through the unification between me and the Chinese government." The three missiles that Fu Ming kept were for his own research. Harry Cloud was very happy with the batch of fighter jets and tanks a few days ago, and the remodeling plan of the aircraft carrier was almost done.

"Rest early, the matter of the nuclear bomb needs to be discussed in the long run!" Coco gently kissed Fu Ming's forehead, "I'll go back tomorrow, tonight..." Coco said shyly, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Fu Ming quickly shook his head, "Don't even think about it, I don't want to die on your belly..."