Chapter 705: Valuable Prisoners
Beside the empty flower bed is obviously not a good place for detailed questioning, and as time goes by and the news of "the air raids are temporarily suspended" spreads by word of mouth, the pedestrians on the street become more and more There are more and more people coming, and there is no guarantee that there won’t be some people fishing in troubled waters.
Therefore, in order to avoid a long night of nightmares, the captain quickly took off his coat, covered Brigadier General Marlott's head, and handed the other three people to escort him into the car. He stayed at the scene and inspected it in detail to confirm that it was nearby. After not missing any items, he followed a few others. .
Strictly speaking, this person’s self-proclaimed identity needs to be more strictly verified by the intelligence department, but for the Barsak people who got lucky today, after seeing the identity card, As long as you have a pilot uniform and a pistol, there is no problem in opening the champagne in advance.
"There should be two pilots on that plane. Besides you, where is the other person?"
The captain opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, quickly changed a new magazine, and at the same time turned around and asked sharply.
Marlot was sandwiched in the middle of the back seat, with a cut on his head (hit by the butt of a gun), his eyes still covered with clothes, and he was still a little dizzy at this time.
In addition, Balsac's English was a bit blunt, so he didn't react at all for a while.
The captain who didn't get an answer had no choice but to pull off the clothes covering the other person's head and slow down his speaking speed and asked the question a second time.
The cover is just to prevent too many unrelated passers-by from seeing you during the escort. Now that you are in the car, it is naturally not necessary.
This time, Marlott finally understood and shook his head immediately:
"I don't know. After the plane was hit, because the anti-aircraft fire had not stopped, we did not dare to parachute immediately and wait for ejection. When we came out, the plane had already started to become unstable and roll. He came out 2.5 seconds before me and floated in a completely different direction."
"I took a special look at that time and realized that he should have landed in the east. In the direction of the suburbs, it should have been taken away by the combat rescue team."
After answering, he turned back slightly and looked at the two pieces of debris placed in the trunk with a strange expression.
Although the superior soldier next to him had regained his composure after being pinned down just now, his expression was still quite unkind. He seemed to want to make a few sarcastic remarks with a gun and a stick, but he couldn't speak English, so he had to continue. Look out the window on alert.
"What about you? You are a brigadier general. Logically speaking, you should be rescued with higher priority, right?"
Balsac looked Malot up and down with suspicious eyes.
Of course there are professionals responsible for the task of interrogating prisoners, but since they have captured the person, they always have to take advantage of the other person's mental state to ask a few questions first.
As a result, this slightly amateurish question was met with a blank look by the brigadier general:
“I was blown to the top of a building by the wind. Although the positioning signal was sent, it was probably a combat rescue. The team believed that the risk of a helicopter rushing into the city to land was too high, and there was no way to operate it, so there was no news, so I thought of finding a way to go to the countryside first.”
"After that, I hid the parachute and moved to the countryside. I don't know why. I was following the direction pointed by the GPS positioning system, but I seemed to have lost my way. I walked for several hours and didn't go out..."< br>
"Anyway...it was getting daybreak later, and I saw that I was still wearing a flight suit, so I thought that I should steal some clothes to cover myself up. It would be better to get a car so that I can go faster, and then, I'm going to fly. I met you.”
The captain didn’t care about a prisoner’s attitude towards him, but something the other party just mentioned made him a little worried:
“So your GPS transmitter. Still have it with you?”
“Of course”
The Brigadier shrugged:
“But it needs active operation to send out a signal, otherwise it will only have normal positioning function, so you don’t have to worry about being tracked.”
Marlot hid around all night. It is naturally impossible to know everything that happens outside the Balkans.
So I thought the other party was worried about being located and killed:
“And you have also seen that my level is not low. Even if I am being followed now, I will definitely be safe. At least it’s safer than other places.”
In fact, Marlott was not sure whether the command would try to exchange or prepare to silence him if he was really sure that he was captured.
After all, six bombs had been dropped when it was shot down last night.
If there are any uncontrollable consequences, it seems that letting him, the chief culprit, be "killed" will be an acceptable outcome for all his superiors.
At that time, it can be explained that the commander of the air force is alone, and the top management knows nothing...
But no matter what, it is still necessary to bluff for now.
As long as the news of his capture is made public later, the risk of being silenced will be much smaller.
Now that he is in the hands of the enemy, he is the safest. However, Barsac shook his head nonchalantly, with a hint of elation in his eyes:
“Mr. Brigadier... Maybe you don’t know yet, this morning, you guys The air raid has stopped."
The captain himself is actually not sure whether the "pause" he just heard is reliable, and even if it is reliable, whether it will continue to be paused.
But at least at this moment, in front of the captured Brigadier General Mallot, he finally had a real feeling of "victory"——
Although he was very excited when he just saw the wreckage of the plane, But just thinking about the destruction and death he had seen in the past half month made it difficult for him to regard a cold plane as a sign of victory.
“Huh?”
Marlot looked in disbelief.
He has a relatively accurate understanding of his own value, and does not think that the higher authorities will stop the Allied operations just because he may be captured.
Moreover, in the two hours after he was shot down, he clearly heard explosions that were much stronger than usual.
However, just when he was about to deny it, he realized that the city seemed to have been surprisingly quiet and peaceful in the past few hours...
The Brigadier General was a little shaken.
Seeing Marlott's eyes flickering and no longer speaking, Balsac felt an unprecedented clarity.
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After calming down a little, the captain asked the next question:
"Where was the target of your air strike last night? Why did you send a stealth strategic bomber to go out alone?"
For Barsak, who had no interrogation experience, he believed that the information he had just obtained was more important.
The really fatal question at the moment was just a whim because he wanted to satisfy his curiosity.
But to Marlott, the previous ones don't matter at all, and now this is the proposition.
Definitely not recruiting.
So he shook his head resolutely:
“This is a military secret, I can’t tell you.”
At this time, the brigadier general didn’t know that he had revealed it. What a big basket.
The other four people don’t know either.
As a result, the car quickly fell into silence.
Fortunately, the headquarters of their air defense brigade was not too far away. The jeep drove wildly and arrived at the door of a semi-underground bunker in ten minutes.
Malot had been blindfolded again. Barsac and the other four dragged the former into the headquarters under the strange eyes of the guards at the door.
After the captain reported to the brigade commander Andre Horvath what had just happened (of course he concealed the fact that he had taken away two B2 fragments), the entire brigade headquarters focused its attention on These five men, or, to be more precise, Brigadier General Marlott, who was in the middle of the other four.
Horvath hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and personally took off the clothes on the opponent's head. He also called the communications soldier and ordered that the news of catching a big fish be reported to a higher-level command. Finally, Instruct the military doctor to treat the wound that has begun to scab.
He could naturally tell that the wound came from the foldable butt of the AKMS, but after being bombarded for such a long time, it didn't hurt for his men to vent their grievances.
As long as people are still alive.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Brigadier General, we will treat you as a prisoner of war.”
The brigade commander moved a chair and sat across from Malot:
“ After all, your bomb drop last night may have ended this war early..."
(End of this chapter)