Qin Changfeng thought for a while and said: "Take them to the interrogation room and I will interrogate them personally."
"yes!"
Qin Changfeng followed the captain to the interrogation room, where he faced the French soldiers.
Just as the captain said, they are really tight-lipped and cannot ask many valuable things.
But this also gave Qin Changfeng some clues.
These French soldiers don't know much.
I learned from the captain that there was a strange guy in the French army. He was very timid and clearly had a gun, but after encountering a battle, he just wanted to escape.
I don't even think about fighting.
And he seems to be the protector of this French team.
After their captain was shot dead, their first thought was to protect this man, not to rescue their captain.
Captain Long Yan also mentioned Pan Zhiping's performance in this mission by the way, saying that his improved musket could hit the enemy at a distance of three hundred meters.
Hearing this, Qin Changfeng became interested.
"Well, this guy is pretty good. I'll let him come see me later."
The captain nodded excitedly: "Okay, general, I'll call him over in a minute."
It is a good thing for them to have a talented person.
Qin Changfeng asked again: "So, is there anything different about this Frenchman?"
The captain took out a pile of drawing pencils and drawing boards, and even more sophisticated measuring tools.
Seeing these things, Qin Changfeng immediately understood what he was coming to do.
"The man you captured is most likely an enemy cartographer."
"The French need to survey our terrain."
The captain's expression changed. If the terrain was surveyed, basically all the positions in this area would be exposed.
This will be more conducive to combat.
Qin Changfeng frowned slightly, didn't the French still give me the topographic map around Longyan City?
He said: "Bring the person here now, I want to interrogate him personally."
The captain said yes and quickly brought Bob over.
Qin Changfeng looked at the very polite-looking Frenchman and said calmly: "What are you doing here? Tell us your purpose."
Bob looked at the man in front of him who was wearing a military uniform, a completely different uniform from the Dragon Flame man standing next to him who caught him.
And now he is sitting, but the person who caught him is still standing.
It was obvious at a glance which one was higher and which one was lower. Bob looked at them without saying a word.
Although he was forcibly recruited into the army by the French, it did not hinder him and did not want to reveal the information.
Because when he arrived, Long Yanren was really as hateful as those who forcibly invited him to join the army.
But Bob's stomach made a noise at this time.
When Qin Changfeng heard this voice, he couldn't help laughing. He ordered the captain next to him: "Go and get a bowl of pimple soup."
The captain glanced at Bob, said nothing, and turned to leave.
Soon after, the captain came over with a piece of soup and a pair of chopsticks, and placed them in front of Bob.
Bob looked at the soup and smelled the aroma, but did not move his mouth.
Qin Changfeng then thought of something: "Oh, by the way, you French people don't know how to use chopsticks, so bring a spoon."
The captain went to get another spoon, put it in front of Bob, and looked at him.
Qin Changfeng put his hands on the table and crossed them in front of his face. He smiled and said: "Drink, don't worry, we have plenty of time."