I’m Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl

"Hey, isn't the United States cracking down on pedophiles? How did you become a submarine chief mate?"

I spoke directly to the first officer in Chinese, and the smart wristband translated my words into English after a slight delay.

Of course, the tone is weird, but compared with physicist Hawking's synthesized voice, it is still a bit stronger. After all, the voice synthesis system used by Hawking is an old device ten years ago, because the machine tone has become his That's why it's still in use today.

The first officer of Lolicon was obviously taken aback when he heard the synthesized voice, but he seemed to have been exposed to many strange things in recent days, and he quickly understood that I was using a simultaneous interpretation system.

So with the help of the smart wristband, the two of us were able to communicate directly without the help of a translator. Although any translation software is not perfect, at least we can understand each other's meaning to a close degree.

"It's a pity that Miss Emily no longer sings and acts! My daughter is a big fan of him! The biggest entertainment during my vacation is to watch "Legend of the Magic Cauldron" starring Miss Emily with my daughter! My daughter and I will still Watch the cartoon "My Little Pony" together!"

Fuck me, use your daughter as a shield to prove that you are not a lolicon?Just because you like "My Little Pony", you are inseparable from Lolicon!Director Cao is a member of "Hermes" who also likes "My Little Pony"!

I perfunctorily said a few words to the first mate, in order to win his cooperation, I told him that I might ask for his autograph after the incident, but there was no guarantee that there would be a lip print on the autograph.

The first mate bargained with me, saying that if there is no lip print, I hope to get two signatures, one for him and his daughter, and I said that as long as the incident can be resolved satisfactorily, everything can be discussed.

After getting my promise, the first officer suddenly became very motivated. He took the initiative to invite me to visit the command room and meet the submarine captain by the way.

Through the narrow corridor, I followed the chief officer to the more crowded command room. The sonar system was shining green and making a "beep" sound. The watchman was standing by near the periscope, and the communications officer was reporting to his superiors. The chief engineer who passed me by had a bad look on his face, with a thick bandage wrapped around his right thumb.

The captain is more than 50 years old, and he is a very old-fashioned US military officer. It is said that he does not agree with escorting me to Guantanamo prison, but obeying orders is the bounden duty of soldiers, so he can only suppress his dissatisfaction heart.

Seeing the chief mate happily take me to the command room, the captain's brow was full of wrinkles.

"Sam, what do you mean by bringing this Chinese boy here? Don't forget that his mother has been classified as a level [-] terrorist. I don't think he can be trusted."

The captain bullied me for not knowing English. He didn't know that after I put on the smart wristband, I could "see" the conversation between him and the chief mate just like watching an English movie with subtitles.

I clasped my hands in front of my chest in disdain, "Who is so rare to gain the trust of you Yankees? If it wasn't for your US government's ulterior motives and wanting to make some under-the-table deals with Ai Shuqiao, then there would be no future at all." A series of troubles!"

When my response was translated into English and played in a synthetic voice, all the soldiers in the command room except for the first officer Sam, including the expert who had a great opinion on me, were all dumbfounded, not understanding why I could suddenly hear Understand English, and use a synthetic voice similar to Hawking to talk to them.

After the first officer explained my smart wristband, the captain's weather-beaten face returned to calm after a brief surprise, and he said to me solemnly:

"You Chinese annoy me the most, you are only a little bit better than the Russians! We are about to enter Guantanamo Bay, you go back to your cabin, stop wandering around and steal our military intelligence!"

"Humph, hate the Russians and drive a Kilo-class submarine you stole from the Russians?"

The air in the command room was dirty due to the large number of people. After I complained, I turned around and left there. The first officer, thinking about Amy’s signature, followed me and apologized to me in a low voice for the captain’s rudeness. From a point of view, this lolicon soldier is absolutely insulting to the country.

I remember that in the discovery video I watched before, it was mentioned that Guantanamo Bay is horseshoe-shaped, divided into two parts, the inner harbor and the outer harbor, and the entrance is only 3 kilometers wide, which is of great strategic value.

"Drain!" "Float!"

The two English sentences from behind were instantly translated into subtitles, and I knew the submarine was about to enter the port.

In order to avoid the tracking of the Black Holy Infant, the submarine deliberately turned off its external communication equipment. When responding to the inspection of the port tower, "communication basically depends on shouting."However, in order to save time, the first officer found a special flashlight for the U.S. Navy, with his upper body exposed outside the submarine. When the distance between the two sides did not allow shouting to communicate, he used the flashlight switch to type Morse code to the sentinel in advance.

"Stop telling that joke about big butts!" When the submarine passed by the sentry tower, the tower guard shouted back to Sam dumbfounded. It seemed that this joke was very popular in the navy, and the other party's ears had already heard The cocoon is coming out.

The temperature in Cuba is much hotter than Dongshan City. Not only is the temperature in Guantanamo Bay high, but the humidity often reaches 90%. Dr. Yu reminded me not to wear too thick clothes, so I only put on a single shirt over the tight black vest. He wore a pair of breathable trousers and light sneakers.

Dr. Yu and first mate Sam will follow me into the Guantanamo prison, while Zhuang Ni stays in the submarine because she is unwell—presumably I strangled her—and waits for orders at the port with other crew members.

Guantanamo Prison is the place where the United States detains foreign terrorist suspects after the "9" terrorist attack. It is called a "detention camp", as if the prisoners here are only temporarily detained. In fact, the prisoners neither enjoy the treatment of prisoners of war nor hire lawyers. As long as the U.S. government cannot be satisfied, it is possible to detain them until death.

Stepping onto the land from the depressed submarine, my field of vision suddenly opened up. Under the blue sky, low camps firmly surrounded by wire stood on the sandy ground. Every 50 meters or so, I could see a Machine gunner's watchtower.

The American soldiers with live ammunition stared at us vigilantly. Not far behind them, I saw prisoners in white shirts playing volleyball in the sand surrounded by wire, but they used a football.

Seeing that the prisoners were having a good time, I couldn't help wondering: "Isn't it said that Guantanamo Prison is a hell on earth? What's going on with these prisoners? Is it a purposeful project for visitors like me?"

"These people's danger levels are not high, or they have a good attitude of pleading guilty." First officer Sam explained to me, "Guantanamo Prison consists of 5 districts in total, visitors can only go to 1, 4, 5 three districts, 2 , Block 3, and the punishment cells are off limits..."

Although Ai Shuqiao's danger level was presumed to be level ten, she was transferred to a single cell in the fifth district because of her excellent attitude of pleading guilty. Although her guards still maintained the highest level of security, the space in the cell was relatively small. , but at least you don’t have to squeeze in with other prisoners and you can maintain your basic dignity.

The deeper you go, the more there are all kinds of high and low wires. There are heavy guards on the watchtower and patrolling inside and outside the camp.The expressions of the soldiers became more and more serious, and many of them used military tape to cover the names on their uniforms, because some detainees once threatened to retaliate and kill the entire family of the other party after seeing the surname on the American military uniform.

After passing through two iron gates equipped with electromagnetic induction safety devices, we entered the fifth area where Ai Shuqiao was detained. Since the smart wristband does not have the function of network communication with the outside world, I was allowed to bring it in after being checked.

In my opinion, the detention barracks in the fifth area are not much more spacious than the submarine. The floor in the corridor is paved with khaki marble, allowing up to 3 people to walk side by side, and the single cells are very close to each other. The doors are painted. The vermilion very thick iron door has an observation port in the upper part and a food delivery port in the middle part. The iron door is closed with heavy steel bars.

After taking me to the door of cell 113, the first mate Sam stopped, and I noticed that only this cell was guarded by two extra soldiers.

"You have 15 minutes to meet," Dr. Yu said to me. "If it exceeds 15 minutes, you will have to apply to General Mueller, the head of the detention camp, and your conversation will be videotaped... Do you understand?"

I nodded. It seems that once imprisoned in Guantanamo Bay, no one would want to keep any sex.

Dr. Yu and first mate Sam were taken away by the soldiers, the cell door just opened, I stepped into the cell with some hesitation, and then I saw Ai Shuqiao who was wearing a white shirt like the other prisoners.

Ai Shuqiao was sitting behind a square wooden table, and there was a wooden seat opposite her for me. It is estimated that many people sat on this chair and interrogated her before.

There was almost nothing in the cell except for a camp bed that could be stored. Such a simple environment was a perfect irony for the big capitalist Ai Shuqiao. I don't know if she regrets what she did at this time.

"You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Ai Shuqiao, who was paler than usual, clasped her hands on the table and said to me in a tired tone.

Her curly hair is still shiny, but her lips are slightly dry due to lack of moisture, and even the two pearl earrings on her earlobes are no longer shining like before.

I didn't answer, and sat down opposite her in silence, while the heavy cell door was closed from the outside.

In the upper right corner of the cell there was a camera pointing brazenly in our direction, reminding us that our conversations were being monitored by the US military.

Ai Shuqiao's eyes lost the majesty of the king in the past, and she said to me in a sad tone that she had never had before:

"Ye Lin, the reason why I called you here is because other people didn't believe my words... Now I realize that I am also a victim myself, and I was used by Klinger!"

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