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Chapter 283 Night Interrogation of the Scout

In the latter half of the night, the temperature in the desert was no longer as scorching as during the day.
It's very cool and pleasant.

After capturing two groups of scouts, Gan Minglan immediately gave the order:
"That's enough! These two groups of scouts have already alerted the enemy. Let's interrogate these people we caught first."

The desert is just too vast.

The search for clues about the Hu scouts was entirely thanks to King Atu's help.

If they couldn't find out from the scouts which direction the Hu army was coming from, the vanguard would be like headless flies.

“General, leave it to Ang! Ang is the best at it!” A centurion surnamed Gu volunteered.

Before joining the vanguard battalion, he was a centurion in the Right Guard of the Night Raid.

I was fortunate enough to go to the southern grasslands with Gan Minglan.

After being appointed as the vanguard battalion commander of the guerrilla general, Gan Minglan naturally had to form his own leadership team for this western expedition against the Hu.

When the centurion arrived, he was appointed as a chiliarch and led a battalion of soldiers.

Many people spend their entire lives and die as centurions, while the title of chiliarch represents the highest career aspiration for the vast majority of grassroots border troops.

Moreover, the general of the vanguard battalion is Gan Minglan!

Following General Gan will not only get you promoted, but also make you rich!

The promotions and mindset of the other centurions were similar to those of the ancient centurion, so they were all very proactive in their duties.

Before, the ancient commander was a night scout, and he also did the work of a scout.

It's like meeting someone in the same field now.

When colleagues meet, they are filled with envy.

I thought that interrogation would be as easy as dealing with Tatar soldiers in the past.

Unexpectedly, he had already used up all his tricks.

These holy warriors, who have been thoroughly brainwashed by religion, possess an exceptionally strong will!
They even accidentally killed two people, and none of the remaining dozen or so people said a word.

The scouts could all understand Chinese.

He remained expressionless throughout his arrest and showed a resolute determination to die even while being tortured.

In just one more hour, it would be dawn.

Gan Minglan lost her patience and blew a long whistle into the night sky.

"shhhhhh"

A sharp squeaking sound immediately came from not far away.

Another half-cup of tea time passed.

Something was gurgling and moving forward in the silent sand.

Occasionally, a faint "chirping" sound could be heard.

These sounds are not unfamiliar to people living in the desert.

It is actually a small rodent called a gerbil.

In this desolate and uninhabited heart of the desert.

In summer, the surface temperature can reach as high as 60°C during the day, while in winter, with snow and wind, the lowest temperature is around -30°C.

In such a harsh environment, only a very small number of animals can survive.

Gerbils are one such species.

They are timid, nocturnal, and feed on various insects, saxaul branches, camel thorns, sand jujubes, and large quantities of saxaul seeds.

In their already difficult lives, the gerbils encountered a formidable foe, King Atu, whose physical strength completely overwhelmed them.

Surrender! You must surrender!
I've gotten used to it these days, I just do whatever I'm told!

Even though the king's recent instruction was for them to gnaw on the skin and flesh of the two two-legged creatures lying on the ground.

In front of a pile of burning coals.

The two Hu scouts who were pushed out to be the first to act had their limbs fixed to the sand, spread out in a starfish shape.

The two fearless individuals trembled with fear upon seeing the furry creature emerging from the sand.

The other scouts just watched helplessly.

A marmot, about the size of a lamb, directed a group of gerbils to burrow into the armor of two companions who were frozen in place on the ground.

Ah! What are you going to do?
In the light of fire.

The two companions on the ground also seemed to be frightened.

Immediately afterwards, the muscles in his face began to contort.

Is it itchy? No!

It hurts!

The gerbils used their sharp teeth to bite into the flesh of the two-legged creature.

They are not large in size.

The amount of skin and flesh that can be gnawed off at once is only about the size of a pea.

An ordinary person could withstand being bitten by a gerbil.

However, hundreds or even thousands of them burrowed into the armor!

After several hundred bites, he was covered in blood.

The voices of pain all over the world are the same.

"what!"

"hiss!"

"Appa!"

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After the pain subsided, he began to curse wildly.

Their companions could not see what was beneath their armor.

But the horrific sight of the exposed face, hands, and feet being gnawed on was immediately apparent.

in fact.

The gerbils were also doing this for the first time, so they were inevitably a little hesitant and timid.

Seeing this, King Atu issued another order:

"Chirp chirp chirp! Time's running out! Speed ​​it up! Eat faster for this king, even faster!"

These few short commands sounded like the clarion call for a full-scale attack.

The king's imposing aura was overwhelming.

The gerbils no longer dared to try cautiously, and began to devour the food like madmen.

The two scouts on the ground began to writhe wildly, their heads shaking from side to side, trying to shake off the gerbil that was biting their faces.

The onlookers could only see the two robust bodies visibly withering away.
From the moment the gerbils arrived until they left behind two stark white skeletons, the entire process took only 15 minutes.

The dozen or so Hu scouts who had been watching the rat torture were so terrified by this cruel interrogation method that they collapsed to the ground, their bodies as limp as a lump of mud.

A foul stench emanated from beneath him.

I was so scared I lost control of my bladder!
Even if they silently recited Allah's name hundreds of times in their minds, they still didn't have the courage to experience it for themselves.

Not only were the Hu scouts completely stunned.

Even the vanguard battalion wasn't much better off!

Many people felt their stomachs churning.

What I was thinking was, I really shouldn't have eaten the dried meat last night!

Just as the Hu scouts were terrified, a cold woman's voice rang out:
"Keep asking, the gerbils probably haven't eaten meat in a long time! Then we'll put them on the sand and make them eat sparingly. One person should be enough to last seven or eight days."

"Interrogate them separately. Those who refuse to answer, or who don't answer honestly, will be immediately sent over to be fed to the gerbils!"

Those who answer honestly will be given a quick and painless death!

Giving captured enemy soldiers a quick and painless death on the battlefield is the greatest mercy.

Upon hearing this, the scouts felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave!
Satan!

That woman is Satan!
It's still Satan who can control gerbils!!
A dozen or so scouts were dragged away and interrogated alone, like dead dogs.

With two chickens killed as a warning to the monkey, they set an example.

This time, the interrogation went much more smoothly.

Before dawn, the vanguard battalion got the answer they wanted.

After hearing the intelligence, Gan Minglan waved her hand and said, "They've been honest enough. Let's give them a quick death then!"

The body search, the throat slit, and the body thrown into the dug pit and buried deep—all done in one swift motion.

Once everything is arranged...

Except for Gan Minglan, everyone else chose to eat a hard, dry flatbread to replenish their energy.

They lacked General Gan's inner strength.

I also wanted to use the flatbread to calm my stomach, which had been churning earlier.
(End of this chapter)