"I am Koichi Hahara!"
The Japanese officer said coldly.
"You're not!" Shang Heng said suddenly.
"idiot!"
Hanbara Koichi angrily shouted: "This is the Imperial Military Police of Japan!"
"You are not Koichi Hahara, and this is not a Japanese military police force."
Shang Heng smiled and said.
"Oh, why are you so sure?" Hahara Koichi seemed a little curious.
Shang Heng didn't look scared at all: "The hotel we dined at just now is on the edge of the Shanghai District of the Military Command Bureau. It is heavily guarded there. Even if a well-armed Japanese squadron comes, it can still resist for a long time.
Yes, it is possible that there is a traitor, and it is very possible that we are all fascinated, but how to transport us out? With so many military agents here, would they watch their commander being transported away?
You can charm us, but what about the guards around the commander? Are they just watching us get mesmerized? Just watching you transport us out of the hotel? If you are serious, I can guarantee that you won’t even be able to leave the hotel! "
"Damn it, the teacher is absolutely right."
Meng Shaoyuan, who was covered in blood and was unconscious just now, suddenly laughed and said, "Hurry up and put me down."
Young Master Meng was let go and took a file from the hands of "Koichi Hahara": "Let me introduce, this person named Koichi Hahara is actually named Zhang Liao. He came out of the Taihu Training Base with you, but you didn't see him. Pass him."
He flipped through the file: "Well, the teacher said that you are calm-minded, calm in the face of danger, good at analysis, good at handling emergencies, and suitable for being a commander. It seems that he is right."
"Brother, why don't you put me down first? I feel uncomfortable being tied up like this."
"Yes, put it down, put it down." Meng Shaoyuan seemed to have woken up from a dream, and glared at Zhang Liao: "How dare you torture my brother? This is really unreasonable. Half a month's salary will be deducted!"
Well?
Zhang Liao was stunned.
Didn't you ask me to do this?
I have long heard from my brothers in the field that this officer has tried every means to give you little shoes to wear. Why is it his turn now?
You didn't offend him either?
By the way, I remembered it, I remembered it.
Last time I quietly told Li Zhifeng that when interrogating prisoners, the superior pursued artistry too much and lacked the beauty of violence.
Don't think about it, Li Zhifeng must have betrayed him and told the officer what he said.
Traitor!
Although the test was not successful, Meng Shaoyuan was generally very satisfied with Shang Heng's performance: "You passed successfully. Let's go and see if others go. They will suffer a little."
"We are ordered to obey Big Brother's orders in order to endure hardship." Shang Heng said calmly.
He is only sixteen years old this year, but how can he be so calm as a person of this age?
…
"explain!"
A whip struck Chang Xiangkun hard.
Even Meng Shaoyuan, who was peeping, couldn't help but frown.
Damn it, so cruel?
But there is no way, since it is a test, I can't do it without being ruthless.
Brother, I feel sorry for you as an elder brother.
You have to pass this test no matter what.
Chang Xiangkun screamed miserably.
He had been beaten to a bloody pulp.
The "Japanese officer" laughed ferociously, took out a red-hot iron from the stove, and walked step by step in front of the other party.
"Stop fighting, I, I will explain..."
At this time, Chang Xiangkun made such a sound in fear.
Shang Heng closed his eyes.
It’s over.
My own brother!
My brother who has been with me during training in Taihu Lake for three whole years.
After arriving in Shanghai, he still failed to pass such a test!
He was named by He Ruyi to lead the team.
But there is someone like Chang Xiangkun among his team members?
He wanted to burrow his head into the cracks in the ground.
"It's not surprising. Many people who think they are tough guys are not as good as Chang Xiangkun. He becomes weak as soon as he is in front of the torture device. At least, he was tortured for such a long time before he spoke."
Meng Shaoyuan was used to all this.
"Brother, it's me who is incompetent." Shang Heng said with his head lowered.
"What does this have to do with you?" Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "Some people are fearless in the face of death, but in the face of cruel torture instruments, they endure not only physical torture, but also mental torture. From They who are not afraid of death will eventually collapse completely in the face of such a test and become traitors."
Meng Shaoyuan had seen too many such things.
Even he himself speculated that if he fell into the hands of the Japanese, it would be difficult to say whether he could persist.
Therefore, he always carries a deadly poison in his collar.
He would rather die than let himself become a prisoner!
…
The five teenagers, who had been beaten to pieces, were tied up and stood side by side at the base of the wall.
A row of "Japanese military police" aimed their guns at them.
"This is your last chance!" Zhang Liao said with a cold face: "Anyone who is willing to confess will be released immediately, and the imperial army will give you great preferential treatment. If you continue to persist in your obsession, you will all be shot! You have one minute to think about it."
The five teenagers looked at these "gendarmes" coldly.
"Damn it, Xiao Dongyang, what are you talking about? Give me a good time!"
The man who started to curse was also named Meng, and his name was Meng Zhejun.
This is considered Meng Shaoyuan's family.
"Fifteen years old, very good at fighting, has good secret service skills, and has a hot temper."
Shang Heng said in a low voice.
"Tell me, if you have the same surname as Meng, why are you not as willing to use your brain as I am?"
Although Meng Shaoyuan said this, he was actually very satisfied with the performance of the five teenagers.
They all passed the previous test, and no one was considered a traitor.
This is the last step left.
Some people are not afraid of death, but they cannot pass the test of torture instruments.
Some people have endured severe torture, but they will waver in the face of death.
A minute passed quickly.
Zhang Liao seemed to have lost his patience:
"You bastards, you didn't seize your last chance! Firing squad, prepare!"
As soon as he raised his hand, the "gendarme" gun was raised.
The five teenagers bravely straightened their chests and faced the Japanese guns.
"Ready, aim!"
When Zhang Liao issued such an order, a young agent suddenly said:
"Brother, you really want to kill us!"
Um?
Meng Shaoyuan was startled.
"His name is Xie Changcheng. He is fifteen years old. He is the smartest one among us. I was originally worried that he would not be able to endure it, but he actually endured it."
Meng Shaoyuan rubbed his head: "Since he knows that this is a test set by me, why didn't he tell me earlier?"
"I don't know." Shang Heng shook his head: "Brother, you have to do it for him."
Meng Shaoyuan finally opened the door and walked in: "You are very good. The remaining five of you have all passed my test!"
