I work as a mercenary in northern Myanmar

Outside the city of Clevaughn, three LX570 vehicles were driving on a rural road at a "high speed" of 60 kilometers. The villages on both sides of the road continued to retreat. It took less than half an hour for the convoy to reach the deserted suburbs.

Java, or Indonesia, is like this. The cities are very large, but once you leave the cities, they are really no different from some underdeveloped areas.

There are no street lights, no human settlements, and there are no cameras.

And this gave Chen Chen sufficient conditions to organize his interrogation of Bazlen.

But how to get him to speak is actually still a very troublesome problem.

After all, Bazlen was not the drug dealers that Chen Chen had come into contact with before. He had firm beliefs and was a serious and life-threatening player.

You want to use "physical pain" to coerce him?

Sorry, this kid started participating in Ashura when he was a child and abused himself with machetes and chains. The numerous scars on his back are proof of his "faith".

Do you want to threaten your life?

Why do people engage in JD activities and launch suicide attacks? He has long been waiting to prove his loyalty to Allah and then go to heaven to enjoy 72 virgins.

Or, if it’s not your own life, what about other people’s lives?

If he really cared, would he still do this?

So, in short, the interrogation of extremists has always been a worldwide problem. Not to mention the Yankees, even the United States, which has dealt with the JD elements the most, has not much to do. Their so-called "enhanced interrogation plan" is facing These extremists act like they are joking and have no deterrent effect at all.

Waterboarding, electrocution, and even the later popular "neurological" interrogation techniques have all been proven to have very limited effects on JD elements. The only relatively effective method is long-term transformation and "domestication."

But Chen Chen doesn't have that much time.

It was now 2:10 in the afternoon, and he only had two hours to complete the interrogation. The only means he could use were the most extreme and violent methods.

He must be crazier and more perverted than Bazlen in order to form an effective deterrent to him and allow him to confess useful information to the Dongfeng Corps after weighing the pros and cons.

So, Chen Chen quickly made arrangements. Two LX570s left to find things needed for subsequent interrogations. He dragged Bazren out of the car, squatted next to him and asked in English:

"Do you know who we are?"

Bazren struggled to sit up and cursed in a painful voice:

"Kafirs, you are lower-level creatures than cows and horses. You will go to hell, and you will be in hell."

"I can create a hell for you right now. Do you want to try it?"

Chen Chen interrupted him and then continued:

"I am Kafir. I don't believe in your religion, so you don't need to use your religious teachings to curse me."

"We are all smart people. There is no way you don't know why I found you."

"Next, I hope you can talk to me like a smart person, okay?"

Bazlen was still staring at Chen Chen with vicious eyes, and seemed to have made up his mind not to speak again.

Chen Chen didn't talk nonsense to him, but looked directly at Li Gang and Banji who were already waiting aside, and asked them to push Bazlen to the ground.

Then, Chen Chen took out a fruit knife and continued:

"Bazlen, I know you."

"In 2002, you had not officially joined JIS, but you had already participated in JIS meetings, right?"

"You know what happened in Bali, and you were so excited about that because you felt like it was really revenge on your enemies."

"But have you ever thought that those who died in that explosion were innocent people. They just happened to be on vacation in Bali. They didn't know the so-called 'political struggle' that you care about, let alone how you survive."

"They were drinking and singing on the beach, and then their bodies disappeared after the explosion."

"Of course you don't feel guilty. You have always had this attitude towards those Kafir. You hide it well, but your essence is a cruel butcher."

"So, you don't need to pretend to be like me or make yourself look like a devout believer."

"You are just a businessman. You use human life as a bargaining chip, but what you do is inherently inferior."

"I didn't do it!"

Bazlen stared at Chen Chen and continued:

"I don't know what you are talking about. I know Bali, but those people have been arrested. I have nothing to do with them. If you want revenge, you have found the wrong person."

"No need to be harsh."

Chen Chen smiled contemptuously, then took out the delicate fruit knife, carefully made an opening on Bazlen's chest, and then continued:

"I don't need you to admit these things, the question I want to ask you is simple."

"Is there anyone coming from Syria?"

"What is their purpose here and why are you attacking us?"

"I don't know who you are."

The severe pain completely distorted Bazlen's face, and he struggled wildly, but Li Bang and Banji held him firmly, providing Chen Chen with a stable working surface.

Chen Chen gently turned the knife in his hand and entered along the cut surface of the wound. The blade passed through the tiny gap between the dermis and subcutaneous fat, cutting off the densely distributed peripheral nerves and cutting off the blood vessels distributed in the dermis.

Blood gushed out instantly. Chen Chen blew hard and unprofessionally to blow the gushing blood to one side. Then he gently rotated the blade, and a piece of skin the size of a coin was cut off.

"Alcohol."

Chen Chen said, and someone immediately handed over the alcohol found in the medical box. Chen Chen did not pause, unscrewed the lid, and gently poured the alcohol inside onto the wound.

"ah!!!"

Bazren cried out in pain, Chen Chen shook his head and continued to ask:

"I ask again, why are people coming from Syria and why are they targeting us?"

"Don't tell me you don't know. I know you better than you know yourself."

"I have plenty of time. I can continue to play with you until you can't hold on any longer."

"How many cuts do you think I can make on you?"

"Let me tell you, the highest level can cut 3,357 cuts, but I can't do that well, maybe I can only cut a few hundred cuts."

"But I believe you can't bear these hundreds of knives."

"How about it? Tell me, just pretend that what happened today never happened, I will let you go, you can continue to do what you want to do, everything has nothing to do with us."

"Don't cause unnecessary losses to yourself - don't you want to do big things? If you die, how can you do big things?"

Hearing Chen Chen's words, Bazlen's eyes showed an imperceptible wavering.

But he soon realized that the man in front of him was no ordinary enemy.

They are ruthless and professional in their actions. If they are not Task Force 88, they must be the name I have heard before.

In this case, I can't say anything anymore.

If you don't say it, there is still a glimmer of hope. If you say it, then you will be useless.

So, he gritted his teeth and replied:

"I don't know, I don't know anything, I'm just a Muslim, an ordinary Muslim."

"You're joking. All your Muslim brothers in church carry guns."

Chen Chen raised the knife and lowered it, having the first experience. This time he slashed faster and harder. The second piece of skin fell off, and the alcohol was poured down. Bazlen howled in pain, but Li Gang immediately He stuffed the strip of cloth he had just taken off back into his mouth.

Chen Chen didn't want to waste too much time with him, so he didn't ask any more questions and just focused on cutting his skin.

He tried his best to keep the wound as flat as possible, and tried not to damage the fat and muscle tissue below the dermis. After twelve cuts, Bazren had already triggered the body's instinctive protective mechanism due to severe pain, and he went into shock and fainted. past.

Chen Chen stopped, woke up Bazlen with a bottle of cold water, and then asked:

"Have you thought clearly? Our target is not you. Tell us the information you know and I will pretend nothing happened."

"We have nothing to do with Task Force 88, and we are even less interested in your bad things."

As he spoke, Chen Chen pinched Bazlen's mouth, picked up a piece of cut flesh and asked:

"To say it, or not to say it?"

Bazren nodded in horror, and Li helped pull the cloth off his mouth. He took two deep breaths and answered:

"I really don't know who you are."

"I know there are people coming from Syria, but that has nothing to do with us!"

"I haven't done what you think, and I don't want to provoke you."

"Still talking hard."

Chen Chen frowned and stuffed the knife directly into Bazlen's mouth. He resisted violently, and the Li Gang couldn't even control him. The blade made a big gash in his mouth, but in the end, he Still spit out the piece of flesh.

"I don't know. I really don't know."

Chen Chen could clearly feel that Bazlen's spirit was close to the edge of collapse.

But the problem is that a mental breakdown does not mean the breakdown of his psychological defenses.

In this situation, he may talk nonsense, beg for mercy, admit defeat, struggle, despair, or even beg for death, but he will never go beyond his "belief" and say what he doesn't want to say. thing.

The heat is not enough, but "torture" alone can only go so far.

Chen Chen straightened up and took a short rest, but at this moment, the two LX570s that had left had already driven back.

Chen Chen had a teasing smile on his face. He looked at Bazlen and said:

"If you don't want to say it, I won't kill you."

"Killing you is not a punishment for you."

"I have a better way."

"Do you know what is the most commonly used substitute skin for burn skin grafting?"

Bazlen's eyes suddenly turned frightened. He looked directly at Chen Chen, struggling harder than ever before.

Li Bang punched him directly, while Chen Chen continued.

"Yes, it's pig skin."

"And it's pig skin skinned alive."

"I told you just now, the most important thing we lack is time."

"It's true that we don't have very good medical conditions, but do you think that's important?"

"We'll sew the pigskin onto you and replace all the skin on your body piece by piece."

"Maybe some skin will die, but I can do it slower."

"I'll give you a high dose of antibiotics to make sure you don't die from infection or rejection."

"Your new skin will fuse with the pig skin. I just want to ask."

"If that's the case, will you still go to heaven?"

Bazlen's eyes were splitting, and looking at his expression, Chen Chen suddenly felt a happy feeling.

——

Yes, this man is not afraid of anything, but he will definitely be afraid that he will not go to heaven.

Because in this case, everything he did would lose its meaning.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen struck while the iron was hot and continued:

"Of course, I don't just have a little hobby of surgery. I know your teachings very well - to be precise, your so-called JIS teachings."

"So, I have countless ways to target you."

"Finally, I will let a woman hold your hand and help you drink the poisonous wine that relieves the pain."

"How about it? Isn't it a pretty happy ending?"

Bazren's whole body trembled. For the first time, he felt that he was facing an extremely powerful enemy.

Not because of his force, but because of his madness!

That's right, even Bazlen himself has felt Chen Chen's madness.

He was extremely frightened because his essence was cowardly.

His so-called ruthlessness and crazy determination are actually just the illusory results of fanatical enthusiasm.

When someone without mercy or attention to any political correctness peels off the fig leaf of "universal values ​​cannot be touched" and directly attacks his faith, his pillar collapses instantly.

Even Task Force 88 can only use "normal" methods when targeting people like themselves.

Because they have concerns and bottom lines.

But the man in front of me really has no bottom line!

He still wanted to defend and curse, but Chen Chen didn't give him a chance.

The little pig stuffed in the trunk was pulled out. Chen Chen asked Bao Qi to push the pig down in front of Bazlen, and then stabbed the pig's body with a knife.

"This skin is nice, with tattoos."

"Maybe it's some kind of quarantine certificate - maybe your God will let you go to heaven because of this quarantine certificate."

"How about it, do you want to try it?"

For a moment, Barenz's horrified wails and the piglet's screams rang out together. A piece of flesh as big as a palm was cut off, and Lin He handed Chen Chendi an ordinary piece of meat he didn't know where he got it from. sewing kit.

There are no needles and threads for surgery, but this thing is actually enough.

Bazren shook his head violently, Li helped take off the cloth from his mouth, and he finally shouted:

"I said! I said!"

Half an hour later, Chen Chen got most of the information he wanted.

It's not detailed, it can even be said to be extremely rudimentary, but Chen Chen knows that Bazlen will most likely only know this.

After all, at this time, the forces in Syria and the JIS in Indonesia are still two relatively independent parts. They may cooperate, but their integration is not yet complete.

Therefore, it is impossible for Bazren to fully understand all the plans of IS in Syria.

However, the information he provided was actually critical enough.

"MPRI's approach is quite wild, and it's just trying to play this trick with us."

"Their plan is definitely not that simple. It is outrageous to bring these people over from the Middle East just to deal with us."

"Sulawesi should be just their first stop, there's more behind it."

"But now, we can only take one step at a time."

Hearing his words, Shi Dakai nodded slightly and replied:

"It is indeed a bit excessive. This attack on us looks more like a casual 'harassment' when they were doing other things."

"But as you said, we can only take it one step at a time."

"If they don't continue to attack, we won't be able to catch the flaw."

"We don't care about it for now, right? How to deal with the situation here?"

Chen Chen breathed a long sigh of relief and replied:

"Of course I will help him go to hell."

"Kill him and bury him with the pigs."