Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 106 The ultimate torture, hard-core Liang Muche
  He felt that his head was starting to feel dizzy, and he was no longer able to struggle. The layers of paper were thick, moist, and highly absorbent. This feeling of suffocation made his brain start to feel dizzy. Just when he was on the verge of mental collapse. At that moment, Sean took off the thick paper covering his face.

"hu~hu~hu~"

He immediately began to breathe greedily for air. The terrifying feeling of suffocation evoked his childhood shadow, reminding him of the feeling of drowning when he was swimming in the air as a child. It was even more serious than that. He never wanted to try it again!
  The interrogation lasted for nearly 20 minutes. Liang Muche was very tenacious. He tried to force him to resist by adding officers, tiger bench, electrocution, etc. However, he was already as dead as a dead dog, and his energy remained the same. Wandering on the edge of collapse, it may be impossible to hold on at any time.

Being promoted to an official position, also known as being promoted to a higher official position, is said to be a form of torture invented by Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty (there is no concrete evidence). It is mainly targeted at officials. Generally speaking, it is difficult for people who have not received anti-interrogation training to do this. It can withstand more than five pieces of paper.

He put Liang Muze into the iron cage again, took away another student, and then performed basically the same operation as Liang Muze and locked him back again. The interrogation went on non-stop, one round after another. , not even giving these students a moment to breathe, pressing forward step by step, leaving them unable to think about anything else. They had no choice but to resist, resist, and resist again, until some of them could no longer hold on, or someone caught the flaw in advance. , successfully passed the level.

So back and forth, as time passed, the interrogation continued. The students were all haggard and in a daze. They had already lost the concept of time and had no idea how much time had passed. The tight string in their hearts began to shake. About to break!

If the anti-capture training was designed by someone else, the trainees might still be a little restless and be able to cause some trouble, such as Liang Muche, a restless master. Unfortunately, in the face of Sean's endless methods, he pressed forward step by step. The various criminal laws left them no time to think even for a second, and it was almost impossible to cause trouble.

The crazy torture lasted for more than ten hours. The students were huddled in the iron cage like dead dogs. With the closing of the iron door, the torture seemed to have come to an end temporarily. From the time they were captured to now, they have been tortured for more than two years. Fourteen hours, no food, no water, just noise and torture.

Sean firmly controlled the pace of the training. SERE was to test the students' ability to withstand stress, their willpower and their self-rescue ability, rather than to really make them suffer from mental breakdown, so it was impossible not to give them any rest time at all. , the training seems rough, but in fact it is scientific. He needs to keep the students on the edge of collapse at all times, so he will also give them a certain amount of rest time.

But the rest time obviously won't be too long. Less than half an hour later, the familiar noise sounded again, and the students who had just recovered a little thinking ability began to bear the ravages of the noise again.

The piercing demonic sound filled the ears and made people almost go crazy. When Liang Muche heard the familiar noise, he became more and more irritable. After a full hour, the iron door opened. Unfortunately, the person who came in was not Balaclava. Cap the "gangster", but a few grenade-like things, and then they were tightly closed again.

laugh!
  A pungent smell immediately rushed into the nostrils of the students!

"Fake, it's a smoke bomb!"

"These bastards!"

"Cough cough cough~"

How can the students who are already exhausted mentally and physically be able to withstand the ravages of smoke? Although this thing is not as powerful as tear gas, it should not be underestimated. It is definitely not easy to resist the attack of smoke bombs in a cramped and confined space. things.

It wasn't until several minutes later that the basement door opened again, and a new round of interrogation began again!
  This time there was no separate interrogation one by one. Sean took them to the deck, surrounded by a circle of "gangsters" holding M4A1 carbines and wearing balaclavas. Only then did the students discover that they had been All were imprisoned on a ship.

"Tell me, which countries are you soldiers, who is the commander of this operation, and most importantly, the internal map and defense map of the Hunter School. I will give you a piece of advice. This is your last chance!" Sean stepped forward and said slowly and persuadingly: "Listen, you guys are just here to study. The Hunter School has nothing to do with your country. You can tell everything without any psychological burden, right?"

As he spoke, Sean walked up to Liang Muche, reached out and pulled his head and asked, "Then, can you tell me, young soldier?"

Liang Muche, like the others, was like a dead fish with no resistance. He tried his best to puff up his mouth and spat at Sean.

"Pfft~"

A mouthful of phlegm came towards me. Fortunately, Sean reacted quickly. When he saw this guy moving his mouth, he quickly got out of the way, otherwise he would have been sprayed right in the middle!
  boom!
  With a dark look on his face, Sean kicked Liang Muche on the chest, knocking him to the ground.

"Give him some color!"

The instructors who were watching immediately came out and two tall guys lifted up Liang Muche who had fallen to the ground. Unexpectedly, this guy was acting like a dead dog just now and suddenly got angry!

Liang Muche kicked one of the instructors away, got up from the ground, and wanted to hit the other instructor with his head. Unfortunately, it ended there. He couldn't untie his hands that were tied behind his back, and the other instructor raised his head. The butt of the M4A1 in his hand hit him firmly on the head, knocking him to the ground on the spot.

Feeling the dizziness in his head, Liang Muche lay on the deck, gritting his teeth and staring at Sean and the other instructors.

As for the students breaking free from the ropes like in the TV series?

Are you kidding me, Sean is so lacking...be careful. The rope is wrapped from the front to the back, fixing his hands. Not only does it prevent the student from controlling his balance, but it also completely fixes his hands, leaving no room for movement. If you want to untie it by yourself without relying on external force, unless he cheats!
  clap clap clap...

Sean clapped his palms and said with interest: "Well, toughness is indeed different. Even if you are like this, you still want to resist. Yes, not bad. What I like most is toughness. I will punish him!"

Several instructors hung him up upside down and put a bucket of water under his head.

As the instructors pulled the rope, Liang Muche's head was plunged into the water. Ice-cold water kept pouring in from his nose, causing not only a sense of suffocation, but also an extremely uncomfortable feeling caused by choking on the water.

(End of this chapter)