Under the "escort" of seven or eight German troops, the group arrived at a place that looked like a military camp in the north of the city.
It's just that this place is indeed a barracks, but it is not a military camp for soldiers to rest, but a concentration camp for prisoners and enemies.
Concentration camp is a very deformed place, but the name was actually invented by the British. It was originally a place used to detain civilians. Later, during World War II, it specifically referred to a place where prisoners of war, political prisoners or special prisoners were detained. There are many forms of concentration camps. There are all kinds of simple detentions that restrict personal freedom, or forced labor. Of course, there are also some that are used as human testing grounds inhumanely. But no matter which kind they are, they all have a common feature, that is, never think about entering this place. Have rights as a normal human being.
For those detained in concentration camps, no one will judge you for your crimes, you do not have to go through legal proceedings, and you may face brutal killing by managers at any time.
Of course, this place also has one thing in common with the prison, that is, the food is terrible.
Fortunately, Lin Zhu and the others were not sent directly to the concentration camp barracks, but were sent directly to the interrogation room.
Obviously, the interrogation room that had been idle for a long time was put into use again after a long time.
Probably because these German soldiers had not had first-hand information from the Allied forces for a long time, they actually hurriedly moved Mark on the stretcher and simply put it in a corner of the interrogation room.
Naturally, the soldiers guarding the city gate should not stay here. The person in charge here is a German man who looks full of violence. His deep blue eyes always reveal an evil light, and he only glances at them in a hurry. With one glance, Zhang Chi knew that this guy was not someone to be trifled with.
"Look who's here." He walked past the team with a sinister smile. His eyes glanced at the four people tied to the wooden frame and Mark, who was lying on the stretcher with no idea of his life or death. Finally, his eyes rested on Zhang Zhang's body. .
"Are you a doctor?" he asked.
"Yes." Zhang Chi nodded lightly. I must ensure the safety of this wounded man. After all, he is the one with the highest rank among the enemy troops.
"Oh, it seems that even if these people don't recruit, there will be no problem if I kill them?" The German officer licked his lips with some bloodthirsty and said.
"You said that if we reveal our information to you truthfully, you will ensure our safety." Lin Biao raised his head and said to Zhang Chi.
His expression at this time happened to be a bit panicked and excited, and his words seemed a bit incoherent.
"What did he say?" said the German officer.
Zhang Chi felt happy and answered: "He said they wanted to exchange information for personal safety."
"That's a really boring thing, but it's good. You saved a lot of time for our communication." The German officer said with some pity, but his expression looked completely cold.
"What did he say?" the German officer asked again.
"Chinese." Zhang Chi replied.
"It seems that these friends who have come from afar are not familiar with our way of doing things." The German officer laughed.
Lin Biao, Zhaka, Zhang Qi, and Liang Sicheng looked at Zhang Chi with doubtful eyes.
"But how do you know the language of this mysterious country?" The German officer asked seemingly casually, but his eyes were cold.
This tests Zhang Chi's on-the-spot adaptability.
You must know that Zhang Chi must be with the rest of the team in order to be as German as possible and try his best to ensure their personal safety without exposing his teammates. The best way is to have another identity besides being a doctor. Only then can he stay legitimately.
What Lin Biao just said was to find a way for Zhang Chi, that is, translation.
It was obvious that Zhang Chi was smart enough to understand Lin Biao's meaning at the first moment and accepted it smoothly.
He smiled lightly and said without thinking: "I happened to have a Chinese friend when I was in school in Göttingen, and they taught me Chinese."
"Oh." The German Bureau Hotel suddenly realized, and then said happily: "I happen to be a graduate of the University of Göttingen. If you tell them their names, maybe I will recognize them."
Zhang Chi's heart suddenly trembled, but his face remained calm, but his heart was extremely nervous.
In the years from the end of the Republic of China to the founding of New China, countless people went to study in Germany. He vaguely remembered the names of the University of Berlin, Humboldt University, and the University of Göttingen. There were also all kinds of people who went there, including Cai Yuanpei, president of Peking University, and professors from Tsinghua University. Chen Yinke and Qiao Guanhua, the famous diplomat when the People's Republic of China was founded, etc. It's a pity that these names and the countries where they studied abroad are still vaguely remembered because he likes to read. As for who went to which university, he really can't remember. I didn’t know, so I could only think of a university that I thought was the least popular, but I didn’t expect to bump into the other party’s gun. It was finished!
Then whether you can save your life or not depends entirely on luck.
Just when Zhang Chi let out a deep breath in his heart and was about to start making up nonsense, Lin Biao suddenly said: "Commander-in-Chief."
This sentence caused a layer of fine beads of sweat to form on his relaxed forehead, and he almost swallowed back the name he was about to blurt out.
"What did he say?" The German officer was stunned and asked coldly.
"He said he wanted to drink water," Zhang Chi said.
"Let our Chinese friends be patient for a moment. You haven't answered my question yet, doctor." the German officer said.
"Zhu De." Zhang Chi said.
The German officer was probably comparing the two words to see if they were consistent. Of course, one was a three-syllable word and the other was a two-syllable word, so they were destined to be impossible.
His eyes softened a lot and he said, "I know that young man. He is a very smart guy."
Zhang Chi didn't answer.
"Okay, then you can help translate here. Wait until the other party spits out the information, then beat him and send him back to the barracks. I won't watch that kind of bloody scene here." He seemed to be saying Somewhat disgusted with the smell here, he slapped the bloody smell in front of his nose and said, "Excuse me, doctor."
"No trouble, that's exactly why we brought them back." Zhang Chi replied.
The German officer left, but his stretched back was already completely soaked without even realizing it.
That guy is kind of scary.
Naturally, the German officer was not the only enemy in the room. In fact, there were eight enemies in total, each responsible for interrogating four people who could speak. However, it was obvious that if there was no relaxation, the interrogation could not begin, and torture would be necessary. It only serves the purpose of venting anger.
"It's so dangerous, thanks to you." Zhang Chi's face was cold and stern, but what he said was irrelevant.
Fortunately, no one here understands Chinese. Unfortunately, they seem to have encountered a particularly powerful and suspicious opponent.
"Don't take it lightly, we have to wait until the dead of night to act." Lin Biao said.
"Qi Zhen, when are we going to take action?" Zhang Chi asked into the intercom.
"Since you are already in the north of the city, stay there and think of a way to cause a disturbance before dawn. We will go search first and find ways to protect and evacuate the civilians. If nothing else happens, we will arrive in the west of the city before dawn. Our two teams will act together," Qi Zhen said.
"Steamed lamb, steamed bear paws, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose..."
While Qi Zhen was talking, Liang Sicheng was also talking. There was no substantive information, just the standard cross talk of naming the dishes. Naturally, the purpose was to cover up the conversation between the two and make the other party think that Zhang Chi was coaxing a confession.
"How did you learn Guankou? You're right." Zhang Qi asked in surprise.
"Of course I learned it from the small theater, otherwise? TV?" Liang Sicheng replied.
The German soldiers present looked confused and had no idea what the people in front of them were talking about.
"They have started to have a dispute over the disclosure of intelligence, and the quarrel was fierce." Zhang Chi said to the Germans.
"It would be difficult for eight people without using guns." Changing the topic, Zhang Chi said helplessly in Chinese.
After the German officer came out of the interrogation room just now, he walked straight back to his office and said with a fierce look: "Here comes someone."
"Major!" A German soldier saluted and stood solemnly.
"Telegraph Berlin to help me check the admissions list of the University of Göttingen over the years to see if there is a Chinese student named Zhu De." He said calmly, "Also, Commander-in-Chief should be these three words, by the way. Find out what these three words mean.”
"Yes!" The soldier saluted again, "Sir, do you want to hurry up?"
"Submit daily information through the fastest channel." He said.
After the soldier left, the German officer's eyes flashed coldly. He was not from Berlin, and naturally he had never studied at the University of Göttingen. He himself graduated from the Berlin Army Academy with an intelligence major. Although the doctor's behavior It didn't reveal too many flaws or flaws. However, he didn't know whether it was because of his profession or because the prisoners seemed too normal. He just felt that something was wrong at first. It seemed that these people had some secrets to hide from him. But in the end, he He didn't swindle any problematic information, but what was very ominous was that Zhang Chi provided him with traceable clues.
The team in the interrogation room naturally did not know that they had been targeted by the enemy. At this time, Zhang Chi had already begun to compile information that did not exist in the first place.
Two points are true and eight points are false. The true part can make the whole information look very reasonable. These German soldiers are obviously recording these false information seriously, and smiles appear on their cheeks.
Finally something was gained.
"No, starting here will definitely cause riots, I'm not sure!" Zhang Chi spoke fiercely, pointed his righteous finger at Xhaka, and said angrily.
