Steel, Guns and the Industrial Party Across the World Chapter 155

The captive struggled.

"No, I'm telling the truth. I really don't know about other things."

But the interrogator believed the man in the cloak very much. He squeezed his knuckles and said in a tyrannical tone: "It seems that I won't give you any color, you don't know where this is?" !"

"Come on, water torture him!"

Soon, two guards came over and untied the prisoner who was hanging in mid-air, and kǔnbǎng him face up on a bench, his limbs were also tightly bound by ropes around his waist.

A jailer fetches a towel and covers the prisoner's face.

The interrogator came to the prisoner with a bucket of water. He scooped out half of the water with a ladle, and splashed it on the prisoner's face covered with a towel.

"Ahem~"

The prisoner choked on the water, and he immediately held his breath to prevent the water seeping into the towel from continuing to flow into his nostrils.

But this is doomed to futility.

The prisoner was lying on his back with his face up, and his hands were tightly bound. He could only shake his head violently from side to side, hoping to shake off the towel.

However, the towel seemed to stick to his face, and he couldn't get it off no matter how he shook it.

"Haha! No matter how hard you struggle, it's useless! If you honestly confess the concealed information, I'll immediately remove the towel for you."

The interrogator kept grinning grinningly, and took half a scoop of water and sprinkled it on the towel.

Because of the violent struggle just now, the oxygen in the prisoner's body was quickly exhausted, and a strong sense of suffocation kept hitting his brain.

"Ugh! Mmm—"

The prisoner made a sound in pain. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly let go of the air hole and took a quick breath.

However, with the influx of air, a large amount of water was also sucked into the mouth and nose. In addition to the suffocation that still existed, another kind of pain—a feeling of being drowned also surged.

The interrogator said excitedly: "It seems that you enjoy this feeling very much, I will let you enjoy it more!"

After speaking, he sprinkled half a scoop of water on the towel.

The cloaked man at the side watched with interest the interrogator's torture of the prisoner. He continued to sit down on the chair just now, crossed his legs, and slowly admired it.

"Interesting, interesting!"

The corners of the cloaked man's mouth curled up slightly, smiling while talking to himself.

"I didn't expect mortals to come up with such a method. I think this is much more effective than those torture magics."

The prisoner was still trying to shake off the towel on his face. Since he couldn't breathe, the body's conditioned reflex drove him to open his mouth to breathe and swallow vigorously, so a large amount of water was sucked into the stomach, lung lobes and bronchi.

The water in his stomach, lungs, and trachea caused unbearable pain to his body. He coughed, vomited, and kicked his feet.

After about two or three minutes, the prisoner basically lost consciousness, but his central nervous system was still working, and the central nervous system was still protecting the master. At this moment, although the prisoner lost consciousness, the physical pain was even more tormenting. , the whole body began to convulse.

His lung lobes, trachea, and bronchi began to secrete profuse viscous secretions—that is, profuse thick nasal mucus.

Suddenly, a smell of urine filled the interrogation room, and the prisoner became incontinent.

A whip lashed him hard.

"Really, you actually **** on my uncle's territory."

The interrogator felt that it was almost done, and lifted the towel covering the prisoner's face.

Two guards untied the rope, sat the prisoner up, and slapped him on the back vigorously.

"Cough cough! Cough cough!"

The prisoner coughed violently and choked out a large amount of water from his mouth and nose.

The interrogator folded his hands on his chest and asked triumphantly, "How is it? Are you recruiting or not?"

"Let me tell you, my 'waterboarding' is very efficient! About 80% of the people who use this technique will open their mouths, and they will say what they say. As for The remaining twenty percent..."

A chilling smile appeared on his face: "Guess what? They were all tortured to death during the torture!"

In order for the prisoner to regain consciousness as soon as possible, the jailer whipped him several times with a whip.

"I said...ahem...I said..."

The captive's brain regained consciousness, and he finally couldn't stand it anymore. He didn't want to handle that hellish feeling again.

"It's really toasting and not eating fine wine. If you say it earlier, you won't have to suffer such a big crime. Say it honestly."

The prisoner didn't say anything immediately, but he couldn't stop panting, air was too precious for him now.

"Untie him!"

The interrogator is not in a hurry now, the opponent's psychological defense has been broken.

The prisoner closed his eyes, tried to adjust his breathing, and slowly regained his strength.

The cloaked man who had been "watching" the execution process came up.

"This time, you must be honest and honest. As long as there is a little bit of falsehood in your confession, I will be able to detect it immediately. When the time comes..."

He pointed to the interrogator next to him.

"This lord will let you enjoy the service just now. Why not, to be honest, I am quite looking forward to your lying, so that I can watch the wonderful performance just now again. Hahahaha!"

His manic laughter resounded in the interrogation room.

In the temporary headquarters located in the center of the town, several military officers including Samar were gathering to discuss the new information obtained from the captives.

The cloaked man who had previously assisted the interrogator in the dungeon to extract a confession was speaking.

"Master Samar, I think now is the best time to attack. Before the main force of the royalist army has yet to go south, we can take down the Thorn Fortress in one go."

"After taking down the fortress, even if we don't fight in the coming winter, we will be able to gain a great advantage in the next spring."

Samar rested his chin on one hand, and watched the cloaked man's performance with cold eyes without saying a word.

He really didn't like the strange man in front of him for no other reason, the other was a wizard.

It was no secret among the high ranks of the Rebels that Archduke Giles had wizards working for him - or assisting him, and there were plenty of them.

The addition of this mysterious force was also one of the important reasons why the Grand Duke made up his mind to launch a rebellion.

When the Grand Duke disclosed the existence of his wizards to his confidants and important subordinates, many people thought it was a fantasy.

But the miraculous abilities shown by those people quickly convinced everyone of their identities, and they were convinced that the addition of wizards was indeed a great boost to their side.

As for the interference of church forces? Through several generations of silent deployment, the middle and upper echelons of the southern church have long been dominated by the Giles family. Even if they are allowed to break with the Holy See headquarters, of course the premise is that the Grand Duke has the strength to compete with the Holy See headquarters.

Although it is impossible to break with the headquarters of the Holy See now, it is still easy to conceal the existence of wizards.

However, in view of the traditional image of wizards, many generals still have a grudge against this group, and Samar is one of them.

He is quite upset right now. The Raoshizi wizard suddenly appeared in the army with the Grand Duke's warrant some time ago, claiming to be here to assist him.

But he soon discovered that the wizard was constantly trying to replace him in control of the army, or trying to remove him.

Fortunately, his own wrists are also strong, and he firmly held the power in his hands, preventing this insidious guy from succeeding.

In his opinion, this wizard was so overjoyed that he knew nothing about military affairs, yet he urged him to attack Thorn Fortress time and time again.

Obediently! That is the Thorn Fortress, known as the No. 1 pass in the south, and the existence of the generations of Dodge family heads who have cracked the soil and called themselves dukes.

Samar thinks that he is relatively "crazy", but he is not crazy enough to take down the Thorn Fortress with the force at hand.

So he made up his mind that at the current stage, he would just keep an eye on the defenders on the fortress, wait until Dagong settled those thorns in the south, and lead the main force to join him before making any plans.

He has rejected this wizard's suggestion several times before. Maybe the other party has mysterious power, but he is really a novice in military affairs.

The unconvinced wizard showed his power a few days ago~www.mtlnovel.com~ He cast spells on several scouts. These scouts were only wearing a set of soft leather armor that did not affect their movements, but they were mysterious Under the action of strength, it actually obtained a defensive power comparable to plate armor.

"Let them go north and penetrate into the enemy's security zone, grab a few tongues and come back. If we can torture the shortage of troops in the fortress, we will attack!"

The story of the fire in the granary in the capital had spread among the southern army, and there was a high probability that they would not be able to send troops south, which was why the wizard was so confident.

"Okay! If the opponent's strength is really low to a certain extent, we will attack."

Samar agreed at the time.

Now, the information was tortured. There were only a few thousand troops in the fortress, and the wizard claimed that under his magic, all lies could not be concealed, and the information was 100% true.

So, to fight or not to fight?

Chapter end

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