Spy Wars: I have space, but I choose to work alone

"Take it!"

"Sigh, sorry, I hit it wrong!"

"I'll come again!"

One female student felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly apologized to Gao Mu Linzhi who was tied to the torture chair.

If this were to happen in another scenario, it would be like a trainee nurse piercing the wrong vein when giving a patient an IV for the first time.

However, what greeted this female student was not the encouragement of modern kind-hearted patients.

Gao Mulinzhi, who was sitting on the torture chair, squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth:

"idiot!"

As soon as this sentence in Japanese came out, the female student, who had originally looked a little apologetic, immediately lost all trace of apology on her face.

This time the alignment was done extremely seriously, under the guidance of the master teacher Zhao Da.

"Take it!"

It avoided the nerves and muscles and struck in steadily.

"what!"

"Wait a minute, let him change and pay attention to the changes in his pupils!" The team leader took the initiative to provide guidance.

At the moment when Gao Mulin Zhigang recovered, the captain of the female team shouted excitedly:

"It's now!"

"Take it!"

It was another death warrant that made people feel so painful that they wanted to die.

Whether Gao Mu Lin Zhi is willing or not, Gao Mu Lin Zhi has now become Ma Liang's best teaching tool.

All students lined up and passed the test one by one.

No one vomited this time, everyone learned very seriously.

People who have not lived in this era and have not experienced the destruction of families caused by a low life will not understand the deep hatred that Liu Gongfeng and his group of students, whose main members are exiled students, feel for a low life.

If Takagi Linzhi had not taken the initiative to provoke, perhaps some people would have sympathized with him, but now no one would be soft-hearted.

After seeing that the students had mastered the technique of judging when the prisoner had reached his limit, Zhao Da praised Ma Liang like a treasure:

"The people under your command are making great progress! It has only been a short time! They have already mastered the skills that took me several months to master!"

Ma Liang glanced at Zhao Da. This time he did not engage in business flattery with Zhao Da, a man who was obviously mentally abnormal.

Because in Ma Liang's heart this is not worth boasting about at all.

The students he personally selected can be said to be one in a thousand talents in this era.

The hands that were originally supposed to hold pens were now forced to pick up knives and guns that were destined to be stained with blood.

The smart brains that should have been used to contribute to national construction are now being used to learn these anti-human things, the darkest knowledge of mankind.

This is not something to be proud of!

On the contrary, it is a sad thing!

Thinking of this, Ma Liang stood up and interrupted the students' training.

At this time, Gao Mu Linzhi had more than twenty foreign objects on his body, his voice was hoarse, and there was blood at the corners of his mouth and eyes.

Looking at Ma Liang walking slowly towards him with his hands behind his back, he instinctively shrank into a corner as if he had seen some evil ghost.

His instinct told him that the man in front of him who had never taken action before was an even more terrifying existence.

Unfortunately, he was firmly fixed on the torture device and could not move even a centimeter.

Ma Liang had no intention of doing it himself, but asked Zhao Er in surprise, as if he had just discovered it:

"Why doesn't this master show off his skills? Do you want to give it a try?"

Zhao Er rubbed his hands vigorously with some embarrassment, and seemed eager to try, but he said:

"It's not good, is it? My big brother isn't done yet! I can't do anything!"

Zhao Da also hurried over and explained:

"Zhao Er's stuff is against the harmony of nature. The family has issued a clear order not to use it at will, sir!"

There was a hint of pleading in Zhao Da's eyes.

Upon hearing what his elder brother said, Zhao Er's face immediately lost its spirit.

It can make the psychopath Zhao Dadu say words that are against the harmony of nature, which shows how terrifying Zhao Er's stuff is.

Ma Liang's, Zhao Da's and Zhao Er's words were heard completely by the other people present, and everyone felt a chill running from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

Especially Gao Mu Linzhi, who was tied to the torture chair like a lamb to be slaughtered, his eyes kept rolling at this time.

Ma Liang knew that Gao Mulinzhi's psychological defenses had already loosened, and all he lacked was the last bargaining chip.

At this time, Ma Liang seemed to have just thought of something, and walked slowly to Gao Mulinzhi's side, and said with an annoyed look:

"Oh! I forgot to tell you that because the top leaders of the Military Intelligence Bureau lack understanding of you Japanese military agents, they specifically told me that they hope I can persuade you to agree to surrender to the Military Intelligence Bureau and serve as an instructor for new students."

"The conditions are very generous. If you agree, not only can you save your life, but the Military Control Commission will also promise to keep the news of your arrest a secret. You can continue to be Gao Mu Lin Zhi, and the Military Control Commission can prepare a new identity for you."

Takagi Linzhi still did not express his opinion, but just lowered his head, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Ma Liang had no expression on his face, he just said coldly to Zhao Er:

"Master Zhao Er, you can start your performance now!"

When Zhao Er heard Ma Liang's statement, he immediately licked the corner of his mouth excitedly, opened his wooden box anxiously, and took out the hammer, chisel, saw, drill and other tools inside.

He looked at these tools, which he had maintained until they were shiny and translucent, as if he was looking at his lover.

Ma Liang also reminded at the right time:

"Mr. Gao Mu, the injuries you have now are only minor. They can be healed after a while. They won't even affect your future life. I can't guarantee that when Mr. Zhao Er, who can't wait, comes on stage."

As soon as Ma Liang finished speaking, a faint voice came:

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

There was a strong sense of resentment in his tone.

"You didn't ask either?" Ma Liang pretended to be innocent.

What happened next was a natural progression. At Ma Liang's request, the students conducted repeated and detailed interrogations of Gao Mu Lin Zhi.

Once there is a pause, there will be an extra bamboo stick on your body and you will have to answer again.

The interrogation was interrupted several times, with repeated questioning and comparison, and the interrogation was considered over only when the testimonies were consistent.

At this time, 16 hours had passed since Takagi Hayashi was arrested!

In fact, this crappy Bushido spirit is not very solid and can't be considered a belief at all.

It's nothing more than a gimmick used by the upper class to hypnotize the lower class soldiers in these days. There is no ideal, belief or other connotation in it at all.

For example, in the Japanese navy, which has a higher overall level of knowledge, the concept of Bushido spirit does not have much market.

If Ma Liang had put forward this condition earlier, Gao Mu Linzhi would most likely confess after Zhao Da threw the first bamboo stick.

After all, an elite agent like him would not believe in the spirit of Bushido as firmly as an ordinary army idiot.

The reason why he was holding on was simply because he was worried that after he confessed, he would lose his usefulness and be treated as waste. Enduring the torture was only half of the reason.

The reasons Ma Liang gave were well-founded, and everyone in the advanced class knew that Ma Liang had extremely high authority, which led to Gao Mu Linzhi confessing immediately after he had a hope of survival.

After watching the entire panoramic record of the elite Japanese spy Gao Mu Linzhi, from being exposed by Ma Liang to his confession under torture, all the students in the advanced class fell silent.

Everyone is thinking about one question: If I were Takagi Hayashi, would I confess?

Could I have survived 16 hours of torture?

On the way back in the truck, Liu Gongfeng looked at Li Weizheng seriously, pointed at his forehead and said seriously:

"If I am ever caught by the Japanese, you are the best shooter, remember to shoot me! Treat me as your brother, shoot accurately, and don't let me suffer!"

Forcing Li Weizhen to nod painfully with gritted teeth with his eyes, Liu Gongfeng then heaved a sigh of relief as if he had accomplished something great, and slumped down in the carriage.

At this moment, the originally silent carriage suddenly became lively, with firm voices coming one after another.

"And I!"

"And I!"

"And I!"

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