This was Qin Fei's first reaction when he woke up.
He struggled to get up from the ground, but to no avail.
His limbs seemed to no longer belong to him, and he couldn't use any strength at all.
In a daze, he saw some strong men wearing black hoods, dragging their legs like a disemboweled pig in a slaughterhouse, through the cold and cold streets.
The corridor is filled with the echo of footsteps.
The floor of the corridor was as cold as ice, and incandescent lights appeared and then disappeared in sight.
The feeling of helplessness rolled in like turbulent sea water, covering Qin Fei under the water. He opened his mouth with difficulty and found that even he could not hear the voice he called clearly.
Those people were talking to each other, but Qin Fei couldn't understand what they were saying, because they were not speaking Chinese at all, but Russian.
Someone looked back at Qin Fei, turned around and said something to his companion, who laughed.
Then a heavy combat boot kicked him directly, and Qin Fei fainted again.
When he woke up again, Qin Fei almost bounced off the floor.
Because he heard a "noise" that was so harsh that it was outrageous.
It was dark all around, there was no light, and the ground was cold and damp. Qin Fei touched his body and found that all his camouflage clothes and the like had been stripped away. Now he was wearing a piece of clothing whose style and color could not be seen clearly.
There are no shoes anymore and my feet are bare.
Violent noise seemed to hit him from all directions, a kind of heavy metal-like music mixed with all kinds of strange noises.
Those strange sounds include noises to which humans are most sensitive.
For example, the hair-raising squeaking sound of using a knife to cut glass, the sharp sound of metal scraping against each other, the feedback sound caused by improper adjustment of the microphone, the unpleasant violin sound like sawing wood, and the existence of electromagnetic interference.
White noise as rough as sandpaper...
In addition, there are actually some sounds taken from the quarreling conversations of characters in soap operas mixed in.
What made Qin Fei most disgusting was that he would occasionally make strong vomiting sounds.
Qin Fei felt that his stomach was beginning to churn, and he couldn't help but retching a few times.
However, my stomach was empty and I only vomited a few mouthfuls of yellow bile water.
"What happened? What happened?"
Amidst the harsh and complicated noise, Qin Fei found it difficult to concentrate.
He tried to gather his energy and tried to remember what happened.
The last impression in my mind was of a broken house at the backup evacuation point. Several shock bombs fell into the house, knocking everyone out.
My memory after that was completely blank.
No matter how hard Qin Fei tried to recall, he couldn't find any trace.
Obviously, the terrifying power of shock bombs has produced huge sequelae, including headaches, dry tongue, and nausea, which all fall into this category.
Have you been caught?
Who is it that arrests you and your teammates?
Why can they sneak around the house silently and throw shock bombs into the house without anyone noticing?
Where's the thunder?
He was suddenly startled.
Before the incident happened, Lei Ming was not in the house, so he went outside to guard.
A commander of Unit 203 was actually killed by someone else silently?
he died?
Thinking of this, Qin Fei didn't want to believe it, but couldn't figure it out.
Is this a carefully arranged counter-interrogation subject?
Countless question marks emerged in my mind, but no results came out.
Because he had a headache that was about to explode, and the loud decibel noises that occurred all the time and without stopping were simply beyond the normal range of human endurance. The consequences were that he could not concentrate and was restless.
Qin Fei even felt like someone was holding a fist and punching his chest repeatedly, making him unable to breathe evenly.
Just typical interrogation techniques.
Noise bombing.
Qin Feiqu rolled up his body and lay down in the corner.
He knew exactly what he was going to do. After all, he had taken a theoretical class on counter-interrogation before, which taught him what to do in this situation.
In fact, there is really not much you can do, because the initiative is completely out of your hands. You are just a dead fish placed on a display board. The interrogator has complete control.
The other party can deal with you how they want to deal with you.
In theory, a captured interrogation subject must first be mentally broken.
What's the best way?
fatigue!
That’s right, it’s fatigue!
Qin Fei knows that this kind of noise bombing will never last less than 24 hours. If a weak-willed person is locked in a small room without seeing the light, every thought will be lost if he cannot rest, sleep or even think.
As soon as it appeared, it was filtered out of my mind.
Although he knew the routine, Qin Fei had to personally experience this theoretically easy method.
But the taste was not as good as he imagined.
Soon, Qin Fei began to feel restless. He felt that he was sweating for no reason, was thirsty, and wanted to drink water.
After groping in the dark for a while, he found an iron door, and then sat back down on the floor, mocking himself.
Because no matter how hard they knock on the iron door, no one will take care of them. What they want is to torture themselves physically and mentally in this extreme environment. By the time they decide to interrogate themselves, it is best to be on the verge of collapse.
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Back in the corner, Qin Fei pulled up his collar and tried to cover his ears.
As long as you sleep a little now, you can retain a little more strength. With strength, you can resist the coming interrogation.
Things went counterproductive.
The clothes were obviously not as ideal as expected. The pitiful bits of fabric on the two collars could not block the sound that penetrated into the ears like a magic sound.
For a few hours, Qin Fei felt that he had some auditory hallucinations.
He couldn't tell whether it was the sounds played through the speakers or the sounds themselves existing in his mind, as if they were emerging from the depths of his brain.
His breathing began to speed up and his body temperature increased inexplicably, as if he was running a low-grade fever.
Finally, Qin Fei felt like taking off all his clothes and covering his head, even though the walls and floor in the small dark room were so damp.
The scariest thing is that even so, I still can't sleep.
Obviously the person who designed the interrogation program already knew how the prisoner would resist. Covering one's head with a piece of clothing could not completely resolve the sound coming from the loudspeaker, but it would only make people feel a little better than before.
Time passes bit by bit.
It was impossible to estimate how many hours had passed. Qin Fei had extremely terrifying thoughts several times. He hit his head hard against the wall, and even wanted to break his head open, take out those nightmare-like noises, and throw them as far away as possible.
Boom——
The iron door suddenly cracked open, someone pulled the bolt, and the room in the dark room suddenly became bright.
It is a high-wattage incandescent lamp.
Suddenly switching from complete darkness to dazzling incandescent light, Qin Fei closed his eyes suddenly, not daring to raise his head at all.