Heroes of the Anti-Japanese War

Chapter 452 In the Name of the People Part Three

"This reactionary is very stubborn! Comrade Xiaohong, fire again!" Qian Xiaobao shouted.

Two quilts were pressed against Mikhailov so that he could not move at all.

The kang was hot, and Mikhailov still felt very comfortable, but he began to feel afraid.

He hadn't received the training given to the Japanese, so he didn't know how to deal with torture.

But Qian Xiaobao had learned torture from Yamamoto Heisaku, and used different methods for different people. Even Yamamoto Heisaku praised Qian Xiaobao's talent in this area.

"Comrade Xiaohong, bring in the iron bucket!" Qian Xiaobao shouted.

The little demon came in angrily with a bucket in his hand.Qian Xiaobao has been instructing him to work, but the other two have been idle.

But Qian Xiaobao had no choice. Ulyanova was sent by the Ministry of Intelligence, so he couldn't order her, and Sha Biao was acting as the leader, let alone Qian Xiaobao.

Qian Xiaobao took the iron bucket and put it on Mikhailov's head, then took a sewing board from the kang and slammed it on the iron bucket.

Mikhailov was now sweating all over, and his back was burning hot and painful.At this time, the iron barrel on the head made a banging sound.

At the beginning, Mikhailov didn't think the sound of the iron bucket was a big deal. What made him feel uncomfortable was the heat all over his body.

But as time passed, Mikhailov felt more and more irritable. Sometimes the sound of the iron drum banging seemed to be hundreds of meters high, and sometimes it seemed to be in his ears.

Mikhailov felt a beating heart in his head about to explode!
"Comrade Xiaohong, knock for a while." Qian Xiaobao handed the sewing board to Xiao Yao and walked out.

"Employ people facing forward, not backwards!" Xiao Yao angrily knocked on the iron bucket with a sewing board.

Qian Xiaobao came back soon, walked to Mikhailov with a ladle in his hand, took the iron bucket off his head, and put the ladle to Mikhailov's mouth.

Mikhailov eagerly raised his head and opened his mouth to drink water.

But Qian Xiaobao just stuck the water ladle to his mouth, let Mikhailov take a sip, and then took it away.

After putting the iron bucket on Mikhailov's head again, Qian Xiaobao said, "Keep hitting!"

"It's better not to drink than to drink this, it's wicked and smokey!" Xiao Yao cursed in a low voice while knocking.

Qian Xiaobao stretched out his hand to touch the kang and immediately withdrew his hand, it was too hot.

The clothes on Mikhailov's back were probably burnt by now.

"Say it, I'll let you go when you say it." Qian Xiaobao whispered in the ear of Mikhailov, who was already in a trance.

"What?" Mikhailov murmured.

"Who is that Japanese in the photo?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"He, he is my friend, someone who helps Russia." Mikhailov replied.

The Japanese have always claimed to the 30 to [-] Russians who fled to Northeast China that the Japanese are friends of these Russians and will help them defeat the red regime and restore the Tsarist Empire.

Qian Xiaobao looked back at Ulyanova, who represented the Ministry of Intelligence.By saying this Mikhailov meant that he had not surrendered.

"Knock! Keep knocking! I'm going to light the fire!" Qian Xiaobao said.

Mikhailov went into a coma twice until the next morning, but he never spit out.

Ulyanova looked at Mikhailov with his eyes closed and said, "He's dehydrated."

"We have to change the method. If this continues, he will become a roast pig." Qian Xiaobao said.

"It's not very useful to change another method. He is so unresponsive and can't feel pain now." Ulyanova said.

Ulyanova, like Qian Xiaobao, has received strict training and can see clearly.

"Then what should we do now?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"Remove the fire and act when he wakes up!" Ulyanova said.

"I can listen to you, but you will be responsible for the investigation by the chief of the intelligence department in the future." Qian Xiaobao said.

Mikhailov felt that he was walking lightly in the dark tunnel, and a bright light shot into the distance like the exit of the tunnel.

"Has he died? Has his soul gone to heaven?" This was the only thought in Mikhailov's mind.

The farther you go, the bigger and brighter the exit you will see.

Mikhailov was neither sad nor happy now.

When he finally reached the exit, Mikhailov saw a face that was exactly the same as Qian Xiaobao's hippie smiling face!

Am I in hell?Saw the devil's face?
"He's already awake!" Qian Xiaobao said.

Mikhailov closed his eyes in pain, it seemed that the torture was about to begin again.

"Don't worry, I won't ask you any more. For you, a shameful traitor who is determined to serve the Japanese, you will be sentenced to death in the name of the people!" Qian Xiaobao said.

"I'm not a traitor!" Mikhailov said hoarsely.

"You betrayed the motherland and the people. How can you not be a traitor? People like you can only end up dead!" Ulyanova said sternly.

People like Ulyanova are likely to be sent to the northern powers to carry out latent missions after rigorous training, so they have a higher degree of mastery of political language than Qian Xiaobao.

"Tonight, you, Comrade Xiaohong, and the comrades working as security guards outside secretly took him to the river to execute him on behalf of the people. The two of us retreated first, comrades must pay attention to safety." Sha Biao He stood up and said with a serious face.

"Leader, please rest assured and resolutely complete the task!" Qian Xiaobao replied standing at attention.

"Comrades have worked hard, the two of us will go first." Sha Biao waved his hand and Ulyanova walked out of the house.

Seeing the two of them leave, Qian Xiaobao sat beside Mikhailov and said with a smile, "Uncle, you will be relieved in a few hours. What do you want to eat?"

"Water—" Mikhailov replied weakly.

He is now severely dehydrated and weak, unable to move at all.

"Go, bring him a bowl of sauerkraut soup!" Qian Xiaobao said to the little demon.

"Always instruct me!" Xiao Yao said coquettishly and walked out.

After a while, the little demon wrinkled his nose and came in with a bowl of sauerkraut water.

The water for pickling sauerkraut has been more than half a year from last year to April of this year, and it is sour and smelly.

Qian Xiaobao took the bowl and brought it to Mikhailov's mouth. The thirsty Mikhailov opened his mouth and gulped down a large bowl of sauerkraut water.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yao almost spit out.

This kind of sauerkraut water is poisonous, I don't know if Mikhailov will hang up directly.

After Mikhailov drank the sauerkraut water, his mouth was still a bit sweet.This is the last drink of water in his life, right?
At night, Qian Xiaobao gagged Mikhailov's mouth with a cloth and put him in a sack with the little demon.Qian Xiaobao put another stone into the sack.

"Call Comrade Erbiantou in and carry him to the rickshaw." Qian Xiaobao said.

Mikhailov, who was stuffed into the sack like a puddle of mud, thought he should have thrown himself into the Songhua River, right?
(End of this chapter)