Real Apocalypse Game

"pat...pat..."

The interrogation room was terribly quiet, only the sound of blood dripping on the ground was very clear.

Joe was tied to the interrogation chair at this time, and he had turned into a **** man.

His face was almost indistinct, one eye was swollen and tall, and the other eye was dug out alive with bamboo sticks stuck on it.

The wound has already been treated with hemostasis, and the bandage is firm.

At the same time, there were still two blood packs inserted into his body at this time, and he was in the process of continuous blood transfusion to avoid the excessive blood loss caused by the excessive torture just now.

At this time, almost an inch of the skin on Joe's body was still intact, and the blood on his body had almost been replaced, and the blood on the ground had overflowed the entire room and flowed out of the sewer.

The constant pain almost drove him crazy. He wanted to faint, but was awakened by the cardiotonic and adrenaline injected by the two demons in front of him, and he couldn't faint at all.

At the beginning, Qiao wanted to fight hard, but soon collapsed completely, telling everything he knew, even including his various experiences from childhood to adulthood, all of which have been said many times.

He didn't know how many times he begged, just asking these people to stop even for a minute.

It's just that these people didn't seem to understand what he said at all, as if he was just an animal.

No, even animals should not be treated like this...

At this point he finally understood what had happened inside Guantanamo Prison.

These people can make him live in hell, but they can't die.

Later, he even completely forgot about the Whisperer, and embraced God from the soul again, trying to reassure himself.

Seven hours and fifty minutes have passed, and the two demons in front of him finally stopped. The tall Russian who had been sitting beside him raised his eyelids, stood up, and walked out of the room.

Only the two demons were left with him.

The woman named Natasha was lying on the back of the chair, looking at him blankly, as if looking at an ant.

And the black man named Immel didn't even look at him, and kept playing with the eyeball that was in the box full of toothpicks.

Even though he clearly longed for death, Joe still felt fear in his heart.

It never occurred to him that sometimes being alive is more terrifying than the real hell.

Liu Jing closed the door of the interrogation room, twisted her neck that was a little stiff from sitting for a long time, walked to the desk, left a series of scarlet footprints, and dialed a number:

"Ivan, the answer has been obtained. After three random verifications, it seems that he is not lying."

Ivan's voice seemed a little anxious:

"Damn, the game is about to restart in ten minutes. Have you been interrogating him for seven hours and fifty minutes? Have you sorted out the data? Do you need me to go and get it?"

When he said the last sentence, he seemed a little hesitant.

Ivan is also very familiar with the methods of Liu Jing, an old friend, and really does not want to appear in this place.

After all, watching a living person who has turned into a rotten flesh is not a pleasant memory.

"No, I have it all in my head." Liu Jing said slowly, "What about the target? It is said that capturing the target is a direct order from the commander? Do you need to keep his life? What did the commander say?"

Although he said nothing here and mentioned the commander's name, he immediately became a lot more nervous.

I heard that Ivan heard the commander's voice and received the commander's order in reality. Liu Jing was very envious, but tried his best to suppress it and not show it.

Ivan said:

"That's great. To be honest, the commander just issued an arrest order, and did not specify how to deal with it. This is also inevitable. Otherwise, the commander will have to do everything himself, so what's the use of us wastes? After all, this Joe is a A world-renowned celebrity, if he really got all the information he knew, I think it would be better to let him disappear. After all, only dead people can keep secrets. The war between us and the Purification Society has never ended. "

Liu Jing nodded and said:

"That's what I thought too. There's nothing wrong with the news, I can vouch for that, no sane person can keep a secret under this level of pain... Honestly, that black kid from Guantanamo is just a scumbag, a Fucking pervert... Of course my girl is a devil too..."

Ivan on the other end of the phone couldn't help showing a narrow smile.

To be able to make Liu Jing, the deputy director of the Federal Security Agency, say that, it shows that the two master torturers are indeed perverted, and he can't help but feel a little lucky that he didn't stay there.

Otherwise, not to mention having nightmares tonight, at least I won't be able to eat anymore.

"Okay, then we'll see you at the end."

Liu Jing nodded: "See you at the end."

Then hung up the phone.

Looking at the wall clock on the wall, there are still five minutes before the "real doomsday game" starts again after the entire army is wiped out.

Liu Jing picked up the intercom on the table, looked at the blood-red torture room on the other side of the one-way mirror, and ordered Natasha and Immel:

"Clean up."

Then he turned and left the office, heading to his own lounge here.

When Liu Jing left, Natasha and Immel, who had been bored and were picking their nails, finally moved.

Immel came behind Joe, raised a hand and grabbed the top of his head, while Natasha leaned forward and grabbed Joe's chin.

"You...uh...what are you doing...kill me...uh...kill me..." Joe said tremblingly, not knowing what terrible punishment was about to fall on him.

In the next instant, two strong forces came from both hands, and Joe's neck suddenly twisted back.

"Crack it."

His cervical vertebrae had been twisted off in an instant, his head drooped down immediately, and he died silently.

After doing all this, Immel took a suitcase, stuffed Joe's body into it, and headed for the incinerator in the building.

Natasha brought in a bucket of water and a mop from the outside, and began to clean up with **** water. She moved very hard. If it weren't for the blood red on the ground, she would look like a pure and lovely female cleaner.

The two of them never asked Liu Jing a single word from the beginning to the end, what did the words that Qiao said mean.

They understand that their work is only torture and torture, they only need the target to tell the answer, as for the rest, it has nothing to do with them.

Liu Jing had come to his lounge at this time and lay on the bed.

Raising his hand and looking at his watch, there is still one minute before the real doomsday game starts again.

Just right.

He immediately put on a virtual reality headset.

Soon, the blood-red eye icon reappeared, and Liu Jing only felt a blackness in front of her eyes, followed by a slight dizziness, and entered the game again.

The white light flickered, and Liu Jing appeared in a building. This was an office with a military uniform and a combat map hanging on the wall.

He nodded slightly, knowing that this was directly in the military base outside New York City~www.wuxiahere.com~ This time is completely different from the previous random login, it is estimated that the commander did it after the last mission A few tweaks, saved a lot of unnecessary steps.

He walked to the door of the office, opened the door and strode out.

In some rooms next to it, players appeared from time to time, obviously they had just logged in.

The military base outside New York City has now become a new respawn point.

This can be regarded as the commander in disguise to reduce the difficulty of the game for them.

Obviously, except for Liu Jing, everyone else also thought of this. Everyone's face was a little red, and all the human elites were a little embarrassed.

ashamed...

It was a shame to let the commander-in-chief reduce the difficulty for them.

Ryukyung walked out of the room with the crowd, and saw the Salvation Army soldiers who had re-logged in on the playground outside.

In addition to how to destroy those giant towers, the topic of everyone at this time is the space wormhole located on the bottom of the Arctic Circle.

The concern about the space wormhole even exceeds the concern about the game mission, after all, the space wormhole is in the real world.

Seeing the back of a military coat from a distance, Ryu Kyung nodded, knowing that the regiment commander was also there.

The current loose command layer of the entire Salvation Army has returned. Listening to their words, it is obvious that they are discussing the news of space wormholes.

Ryukyung took a deep breath, stepped onto the roof of a military jeep, and said loudly:

"Everyone, I bring news of the commander-in-chief!"