"Ask! As long as it is something I know, I will explain it in detail. The only thing I hope is that you can keep your promise and give me a happy ending."
Kitahara Yuji, who was slumped in the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz like a ball of mud, said so pitifully.
Even when he said these words, his accent seemed very strange because there were not many teeth left in his mouth and there was severe leakage.
Hu Biao needed to prick up his ears in order to understand what the other party needed to say.
However, these things are just small details. What is important is that after several hours and a bloody process that even Hu Biao did not want to recall, Kitahara Yuji, the grandson, finally agreed to confess.
This also gave Hu Biao, the orthopedic surgeon who had the entire video connection, a very firm idea in their minds:
It was really not easy for those martyrs who withstood the enemy's torture and finally died generously.
What kind of faith power allowed them to persevere successfully despite such inhuman means.
And for people like them, if they are unfortunate enough to encounter such a situation, the best option is to save themselves a glory bomb first.
Or, keep the last bullet in the gun chamber for yourself.
Don't have any beautiful illusions about what you will encounter after falling into the hands of the enemy, and about your own willpower...
Under the shining of the morning sun, Hu Biao temporarily lowered the car window and took a deep breath of the sea-smelling air.
Now, they are actually on a deserted beach in the countryside of Maocheng.
Normally not many people come here, and the car wrap of Kitahara Yuji's big-pants car is very good, which can basically block the prying eyes from outside.
Therefore, Hu Biao's process of extracting a confession in the car was relatively safe and concealed.
After being prepared, Hu Biao directly clicked on the message on his phone, where there were a series of questions sent by Yang Dongli during this period of time.
They are all things intended to be pried out of the mouth of Kitahara Yuuji.
Good guy! In fact, during the period of time when Hu Biao was forcing a confession, Yang Dongli didn't sleep a wink for most of the night, and his whole person was in a weird excitement.
Frantically spinning their brains, they sent Hu Biao all the questions they urgently needed to know one by one.
After sending it, this guy didn't go to bed, let alone go to work; instead, he made an excuse and stayed in the study.
Waiting for Hu Biao to have the answer and then relay everything to him.
In this way, Hu Biao asked his first question:
"How did this system thing come about? What is he trying to do with all this fuss and making such a big noise? You can't just have fun for yourself."
"I don't know." After Yuji Kitahara opened his mouth, he answered simply.
Then, after Hu Biao raised his fist as big as a casserole and helped him deepen the meeting, the little devil started shouting with a cry:
"Stop fighting! I really don't know.
The system has different permissions because of the different status levels of each person; even in our island country team, the commander who has level 3 permissions also does not know the origin of the system and the purpose of its operation.
However, the commander of our island country came up with this guess after analyzing some details exposed by the system and the team’s think tanks.
The system is using the same method as raising gu, and its ultimate goal is to cultivate a super strong team.
As for what such a team will eventually be used for?
At this point, even the commander has no clue; but striving to become the only remaining team has become the biggest goal of our island team."
"What exactly is the commander's authority level and what is its use?" Hu Biao asked.
To answer such a small question, Kitahara Yuji came right out of his mouth:
"Before passing three trial missions, the trainee commander's authority is Level 1, and his subordinates do not have any authority.
But after becoming an official team and naming it successfully, the commander has level 2 authority, and the team members recognized by his subordinates have level 1 authority.
If you want higher permissions later, you can only complete some special hidden tasks.
However, such hidden missions will be very difficult. By coincidence, the commander of our island country completed a special hidden mission and gained level 3 authority.
The specific benefit is that different permissions enjoy different discounts when purchasing in the system mall; level 2 can get a 20% discount, and level 3 can get a 30% discount. As for whether there are level 4 and level 1 permissions, I have never heard of it.
Also, when the authority level is high, you can know more about the operating rules of the system, and you don’t have to figure it out on your own."
After hearing such a reasonable answer from the little devil, Hu Biao finally put away his fist.
Then he took his mobile phone and asked the next question listed by Yang Dongli, or the next series of questions:
"How many teams are there in the system, and what is the approximate strength ranking?"
Considering such a problem and explaining clearly the reason why he needed a lot of saliva, Hu Biao also took the initiative to feed the other party a sip of mineral water.
After swallowing the half bottle of mineral water mixed with the blood from the oral wound.
Kitahara Yuuji, who was completely punished, respectfully said thank you; it was as if the person he had crazily tortured before was not Hu Biao at all.
Immediately, the orthopedic surgeon at the other end of the video was stunned when he saw this.
Finally, he cursed silently in his mouth: "You bitch! The Japanese are all bitches, they only know how to bully the weak and fear the strong."
Not to mention the rather complex psychological activities of the orthopedic surgeon at the other end of the video, the kid who finished drinking water has already answered:
“I can’t give a definite number on how many teams there are in the system.
The ones I know of include Uncle Sam, Hua Guo, Da Mao, Er Mao, Siam, San Ge, Xiaoba, Annan, Gaul Chicken, German Stick and more than twenty dozen.
According to our analysis, every decent Guo Jia should have a team.
As for the specific scale, the number of citizens must reach five million anyway; a small Guo Jia like Li Tao Wan, despite being so popular internationally, is not even qualified to form a team.
That is to say, there may be some members from the area in the large teams nearby, but they are usually used as cannon fodder."
Speaking of this, he glanced at Hu Biao secretly.
After discovering that Hu Biao had no intention of taking action against his answer, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued:
"First of all, let me talk about the specific strength rankings of each Guo Jia team!
Regarding these, without the system coming forward, there is actually no authoritative ranking, but the more recognized first-tier teams include Island Country, Damao, and Nordic United, and these three are the strongest.
Among them, the Nordic United Team is a team formed by the three Guojias from Norway, Sweden, and Finland; many small Guojias do not have individual teams and can only appear in the form of a joint team.
The slightly inferior second echelon includes Oppa, German Club, Gallic Chicken, John Bull, Uncle Sam, Maple Leaf Country, etc.; as for the rest, they are all considered to be in the third echelon, and I will not go into more details.
divided..."
"Wait~"
Without waiting for the introduction from Kitahara Yuji's mouth, Hu Biao interrupted after he finished speaking thoroughly.
Mainly because he felt that the little devil in front of him still seemed a bit dishonest, and the beating just now did not really touch the depths of his soul.
So much so that now he is trying to use false news to fool his wise commander.
Are you kidding me? The strength of Damao and the island country's team has become the first echelon, and Hu Biao recognizes it.
Due to the fierce folk customs in the Nordic region, it is barely reasonable for the combined teams to develop into the first echelon.
But the majestic Uncle Sam, and the powerful younger brother who came after him, are actually only in the second echelon of strength. Is this a fool?
So, there was no hesitation at all.
Hu Biao's backhand slapped him with a five-pound slap, knocking out one of Kitahara Yuji's few remaining teeth.
Good guy! This little devil was fooled on the spot.
After a while, he sobbed and explained: "I really didn't lie. It's not that the country is strong in the real world, but the relevant system teams are strong.
On the contrary, it is the team members' sense of belonging to Guo Jia and their basic personal qualities that play a key role.
For example, at Uncle Sam's house, according to the strange way the system selects people, there is a high chance that some black uncles will appear; after they participate in the mission, their greater interest is in zero-dollar purchases.
As for whether Uncle Sam's family can become great again, it's none of their business.
That is to say, some time ago, Uncle Sam's family produced a commander who was a little more powerful, otherwise they would not even be able to get into the second sequence."
After hearing this statement, Hu Biao thought about it carefully and felt that it made sense. It was like this.
So the slap just now was indeed his fault for Kitahara Yuji.
With a hint of guilt, Hu Biao popped out a piece of sand and said: "Sorry! I was impatient just now, why don't I have a cigarette to calm down."
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve finally caught the eyelash, or if I’m feeling extremely aggrieved.
Anyway, the little devil cried again later, as if he wanted to shed all his tears for a lifetime here.