Female prisoners of war in the Vietnam War

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Female Prisoners of War in the Vietnam War

Author: Unknown

The essence of war is tragic and cruel, while women are inherently gentle and kind. Women being
drawn into war is already a human tragedy, but their fate is even more tragic when they become prisoners of war.

Prisoners of war are an inevitable product of war; where there is war, there are prisoners of war, and where there are female soldiers, there are bound to be female prisoners of war—
this is perfectly normal. Whether officer or soldier, once on the battlefield, one inevitably faces
two choices: sacrifice or capture. Capture itself is not shameful;
surrendering to the enemy when one's strength is insufficient to resist is a soldier's legitimate right. However, this right does not belong to
women.

On the battlefield, when female soldiers face dire straits, they have only one choice: death.
Death is terrible, but for female soldiers, capture is far more terrifying than death. No kind-hearted person can
imagine what awaits a female soldier once she falls into enemy hands! The following story
takes place during the Vietnam War.

During the Vietnam War in the 1960s and 70s, many captured female soldiers suffered tragic fates.

In April 1966, the U.S. 116th Infantry Division sent a group of captured female soldiers to a
prisoner-of-war camp in the Dau Dinh area northwest of Saigon. Those in the camp lived in makeshift shacks, forced to do hard labor in factories, and
subjected to so-called "re-education." The camp was surrounded by barbed wire and numerous guard towers, guarded by Viet Cong puppet troops, with
Major Vinh as its commander. Major Vinh had previously trained at the US military base in Clark, Philippines, and had also spent over six months training with American advisors in the Kuomintang's Military Intelligence Bureau

in Taiwan . He later served as the bodyguard of President Ngo Dinh Diem and as the puppet police chief of Thanh Hoa City, known for his ruthlessness and brutality. 　　He established a special interrogation and training center within the camp, a heavily guarded facility consisting of a three-story building and several bungalows, surrounded by high walls forming a large courtyard filled with lush vegetation and shady trees. Major Rong's quarters were on the top floor of a three-story building, while the ground floor was actually a semi-basement, with a corridor connecting several dark cells and a dedicated torture chamber. Major Rong personally selected and trained four ruthless henchmen specifically to torture prisoners of war in this torture chamber. 　　Many prisoners of war had been subjected to torture and interrogation in this interrogation room. Young and beautiful female prisoners of war, in particular, became the focus of Major Rong and his henchmen's "interrogation," and some of them had been detained in the interrogation room for extended periods. In reality, the so-called "interrogation" of female prisoners of war was merely had no intention of obtaining any valuable information from these ordinary female soldiers; it was purely an opportunity to satisfy their despicable desires. 　　In their eyes, interrogating female prisoners of war was a wonderful enjoyment, the most stimulating pleasure. Under the cover of the " interrogation " pretext, they could freely use the brutal methods they could not normally employ, venting their bestial lust on the captured female soldiers. 　　After the female prisoners were brought to the interrogation room, the thugs would often threaten to strip them naked after only a few questions. Regardless of whether they confessed or what they said, the next step was almost always the same: first, the female prisoners were stripped naked, tied up, and subjected to wanton humiliation, and then their naked bodies were subjected to various forms of torture. The thugs were extremely cruel during the torture, employing any despicable means possible. 　　The "interrogations" of the female prisoners usually took place at night. Although some soundproofing measures were taken, people on the ground floor of the building often heard the piercing screams of women coming from the interrogation room late at night. 　　Major Rong was an extremely cruel sadist and lecherous man. Interrogating female prisoners of war was his particular hobby; he greatly enjoyed the sound of a whip dipped in cold water striking a woman's flesh and her screams. He couldn't even enjoy his food if he didn't satisfy . He was physically strong and ruthless, with a natural inclination to torture women. Coupled with his intelligence and studiousness, he was fond of reading and research, thus mastering and inventing many cruel methods of torture for women. 　　During his tenure as the head of the puppet police force, he employed various cruel methods to force even the most stubborn women 　　to confess under his inhuman torture. He had women he had subdued recount their experiences of torture in order to improve his methods. He also dragged the interrogation room and subjected them to different forms of torture, judging the effectiveness of the punishment by their expressions and screams. When he learned that several beautiful female soldiers in their twenties were among the female prisoners in the POW camp, he immediately ordered them to be taken to the interrogation department. 　　Nguyen Thi Hue was a female soldier in the South Vietnamese Liberation Army, a beautiful and strong Vietnamese . She had fair and delicate skin, expressive black eyes, long eyelashes, and soft, slightly pouting lips. Her beauty astonished the Vietnamese puppet troops guarding the POW camp. On her fourth day in the POW camp, she was taken to the interrogation room by several Vietnamese soldiers and then held in solitary confinement for three days. 　　Late at night, Nguyen Thi Hue was led by two female guards to the interrogation room on the ground floor of the building. Sitting a slightly overweight man in his forties with a stubble-covered face—Major Rong. When Nguyen Thi Hue was brought in, Major Rong immediately stood up. He had never seen such a beautiful female soldier before; her beautiful face, charming features, soft, white skin, graceful figure, and especially her high, firm breasts, made him drool. He felt an uncontrollable sexual urge, wanting nothing more than to immediately strip her naked and subject her to all sorts of brutal acts on that beautiful body he so desired, to vent his desires. The　　young female soldier felt nauseous seeing this repulsive man staring at her like a wolf and quickly turned her head away. Major Rong realized his lapse in composure. He coughed twice, lit a cigarette, tried to calm himself, and then began his "interrogation." 　　"I've long heard that Miss Ruan is a beauty, and seeing you today, it's certainly true. I like pretty ladies like you, so I specially invited you here for a chat," Major Rong said, his words dripping with sarcasm. 　　"You've come to the wrong person. We have nothing to talk about!" Ruan Shihui replied, head held high, in a clear voice. 　　"What do you mean there's nothing to talk about? Not necessarily! For example, your communication codes, and the content of your communications with your superiors —I'm very interested in those."

"I'm sorry, I'm just an ordinary female soldier. I don't know anything about what you're saying." Despite being imprisoned,
the kind-hearted girl seemed unaware of her predicament, her expression quite calm. This answer was exactly
what Major Rong had expected; almost every woman brought here initially had the same attitude. That
didn't matter ; he had plenty of ways to make them talk and submit.

Especially young, innocent female soldiers like this, unlike the female intelligence agents, would be
easy to get to confess. He could simply strip her clothes off, hang her up, and use a couple of tortures, and she would
obediently confess everything she knew. However, that wasn't what he needed at this moment.

"Miss, do you know where this is?" Major Rong suddenly changed his tone, his voice becoming vicious
.

"A prisoner-of-war camp!" Nguyen Thi Hue's answer was straightforward.

"Haha..." Major Rong thought this female soldier was incredibly naive and innocent, completely oblivious to
what . He couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Alright, then, Miss, please familiarize yourself with this place first
! After you've seen it, you'll answer me in a different way." With that, Major Rong pressed
a button on the table.

Instantly, a door next to it opened. It was a large, gloomy, and terrifying interrogation room. From inside came
a woman's pitiful groans and cries—the agonizing groans of someone unable to endure torture,
chilling to the bone. Only then did the young woman suddenly realize the imminent reality—severe
torture and physical torment! In the past, she had heard stories of underground workers being tortured after being arrested, but
she never imagined it would happen to her.

Her heart was filled with fear; her breasts heaved violently, and her breathing became rapid.

"Come on, take this young lady inside for a tour!" Major Rong shouted to the thugs in the interrogation room.

No sooner had the words left her lips than two burly, shirtless men rushed out. Without a word, they grabbed Nguyen
Thi Hue by the arms and dragged her toward the interrogation room. "What are you doing?" the young woman screamed,
kicking and biting, struggling desperately in the men's grasp.

At that moment, two more thugs rushed out, and the four of them lifted the girl by her arms and legs, carrying her into the interrogation room
like . Major Rong chuckled coldly, lit a cigarette, took
two deep drags, and turned to walk toward the interrogation room.

Inside, Nguyen Thi Hue was thrown heavily to the ground. Before she could even get up, she was
stunned —a young woman, completely naked, her hands and feet
bound together behind her back, hung face down in the center of the interrogation room, emitting intermittent groans and cries of pain.

The woman's body was covered with purplish-black whip marks. Her entire body was suspended in an arched shape, her head
bowed, her long, disheveled hair hanging down, obscuring her face. What a brutal punishment this was! Ruan Shihui
suddenly understood that in this gloomy interrogation room, what a woman had to endure was far more than ordinary
torture! Looking at the several electric lights hanging on the walls of the interrogation room, under the dim yellow light, the whips
, rattan canes, braziers, branding irons, steel needles, handcuffs, ropes, chains,
and other instruments of torture placed or hanging on the floor, walls, beams, and pillars gleamed with a chilling eeriness. Some of the instruments she didn't even recognize. Her heart felt as if it were
being torn apart by an invisible hand, and she involuntarily screamed, quickly covering her eyes with her hands. "How is it? Has she confessed?" Major Rong glanced at the woman hanging from the beam and turned to the thugs to ask. "This little wench looks delicate, but she's really tough. She won't confess

no matter what! 　　" the thugs replied. 　　"Good! I like tough bones. I'll grind them down slowly, they'll soften eventually. Put her down, watch me!" Major Rong was about to take matters into his own hands again. In truth, this poor woman had been tortured by Major Rong and his thugs for a long time. Last night, she was stripped naked and chained in this torture chamber. Major Rong whipped her mercilessly , and she was gang-raped by him and his men. 　　Tonight, she was brought back to the torture chamber, and Major Rong ordered his men to "hang her up first." The thugs used a method called "four hooves tied up," a cruel method where the victim's wrists and ankles were tied together behind her back and she was hung from a beam. In this position, the joints, tendons, waist , and even the flesh and bones of her entire body were compressed, twisted, and pulled by her weight, causing immense pain. The pain from being hung like this would last at least ten or twenty days. 　　She had been suspended for nearly two hours, and was now drenched in sweat, her bones and muscles weak, groaning incessantly. 　　Major Rong was about to torture her again, so that the young female soldier before him would witness it firsthand. 　　Following Major Rong's orders, the thugs untied the young woman from the rafters and laid her face up on a long, sturdy torture bench, firmly fixed to the ground. One end of the bench was against the wall and connected to a T-shaped wooden frame, while on the ground near the other end of the bench, there were two metal posts with iron rings , about six feet apart. 　　The young woman's waist was tightly bound to the bench with hemp rope, her wrists were tied together with hemp rope and secured to the lower part of the wooden frame, and her upper arms were also bound several times with rope, preventing her head from touching the bench. Her legs were stretched wide to the sides with hemp rope, suspended from the two iron rings on the posts. This position completely exposed her most intimate female parts, her pubic hair long and black, covering her thick, slightly open vulva. 　　"Sister Li!" The tortured woman struggled to lift her head, and the moment her eyes met Nguyen Thi Huy's, Nguyen Thi Huy couldn't help but tremble and cry out. It turned out that this young woman, tortured beyond recognition, was Li Yixiu, a medic in their unit. She was pretty and quiet, and a well-known beauty . Nguyen Thi Huy often called her Sister Li, though she was only twenty-two years old. 　　She was one of the female soldiers captured with Nguyen Thi Huy, and she never expected to suffer such cruel torture . Last night, she had already endured a round of torture; Major Rong and his thugs forced her to reveal the Southern People's Liberation Army's communication codes, but no matter how they tortured her, Li Yixiu, though crying and groaning, never showed any sign of begging for mercy or yielding. 　　"What, still won't talk? Haven't you had enough?" Major Rong walked over to the naked woman bound to the torture rack...

Standing before the female soldier on the bench, he asked menacingly, patting her vulva and the smooth skin of her inner thighs, and
kneading her full, high breasts.

She glanced at Major Rong and closed her eyes. "Alright, then I'll serve you, Miss, a little longer,"
Major said.

The thugs brought over a tray of medical needles, a small pair of pliers, and a bottle of alcohol. "One last question for you,
will you talk or not? If you don't speak, you'll taste the feeling of having your nipples pierced with steel needles!" Major Rong
asked again.

"I've said everything I need to say, as for the rest... I don't know anything." Facing the impending torture,
Li Yixiu remained extremely strong, answering in a slightly trembling voice. "Fine, then don't blame me for being impolite."

Major Rong poured some alcohol on Li Yixiu's breasts, clamped her nipples with the pliers, and then slowly pierced them with the needle tip
.

The nipple is one of the most vulnerable and sensitive parts of a woman's body, often referred to as a woman's "lifeline." Torture
of a woman's nipples was a common tactic used by thugs. The pain of sharp steel needles piercing the nipples was enough to send shivers down the victim's spine. 　　Major Rong slowly twisted the needles, inserting them little by little. First, he pierced one nipple horizontally, then another vertically downwards, alternating between the two. Li Yixiu trembled violently from the pain, large beads of sweat rolling down her head and body. She repeatedly threw her head back, letting out heart-wrenching screams and groans. Each of her nipples was now pierced with three gleaming steel needles, a gruesome sight. Li Yixiu was glistening sweat; she was on the verge of fainting from the pain. One of the thugs poured half a bucket of cold water over her head to bring her back to her senses. 　　"How's it going? Not bad for the feeling of steel needles piercing your nipples, right? Time to talk?" Major Rong cruelly asked. 　　However, the answer was still stubborn silence. Major Rong grinned maliciously, "Not going to talk? Then I'll give you something new. Bring me a rattan cane!" A thug handed over a thin rattan cane, soaked in salt water. Major Rong swung it a few times, making it whistle horribly. Then he stood at waist level with Li Yixiu, glanced at the area below her thighs that had been pulled apart, and let out two cold laughs. 　　Major Rong suddenly swung the cane, and with the whistling of the cane, Li Yixiu's screams rang out again. The first lash landed on the delicate skin of her inner thigh, the second lash landed on her vulva, and the third lash again struck her inner thigh. After lashing her three times on one side, Major Rong slowly moved to the other side and continued lashing . Major Rong's lashes were slow and methodical, but each one was ruthless, leaving a raised bloody mark on her delicate skin. 　　The inner thighs and vulva are the most tender, sensitive, and cherished parts of a woman's body, and this kind of torture is more unbearable than being whipped or hung up. With each lash, Li Yixiu's legs, spread apart and suspended , convulsed violently. Her head swayed, her body twisted in agony, and whenever the tough rattan whip struck her labia and clitoris, her naked flesh trembled violently. Tortured to the point of tears, Li Yixiu let out heart-wrenching cries and groans. 　　After nearly thirty or forty lashes, Major Rong finally stopped. He ordered his thugs to remove the steel needles from Li Yixiu's nipples, and simultaneously commanded, "Wash the wounds thoroughly, young lady, or they'll become infected." Two thugs brought a bottle of alcohol, and each time they removed a needle, they poured a little alcohol . Li Yixiu felt an unbearable burning pain in her wounds; she convulsed, struggling in vain, emitting heart-wrenching groans. 　　Major Rong seemed finally satisfied, waving his hand and ordering the thugs to release Li Yixiu. The thugs then dressed Li Yixiu in a long prison uniform, a specially made gray sleeveless dress fastened with buttons at the shoulders. This design was intended to make it easy for the thugs to remove the uniform at any time; they could simply unbutton the shoulders with one hand, and the uniform would fall off on its own. Li Yixiu was dragged out by the two thugs. 　　Major Rong, his eyes burning with lust, strode towards Nguyen Thi Huy, who was already stunned by the brutality—this was his true prey for the day. His lust was far from satisfied; he was now going to target the younger, prettier female soldier before him . "Miss, what did you think of what happened? Do you want to experience it yourself?" Major Rong asked with a sinister grin as he approached Nguyen Thi Huy. Nguyen Thi Huy, her arms held by two thugs, had witnessed and heard the entire torture of Le Nghi Thu. The shock and trauma of such a scene for a young, innocent woman was entirely imaginable. 　　Nguyen Thi Huy was terrified; her heart pounded, and beads of sweat poured from her forehead. From the moment she entered this torture chamber, she had prepared herself for torture. But the kind-hearted girl could never have imagined that the enemy would use such cruel and despicable methods against innocent female soldiers like them, that a woman would suffer . When she witnessed Sister Li being hung naked in the interrogation room, tortured like by the thugs, especially seeing them inflict pain on her most sensitive and vulnerable areas and hearing Sister Li's agonizing screams, her heart broke. 　　Now, seeing this same fate about to befall her, she was filled with extreme fear. For a young woman, torture is terrible, but what terrified her even more was the unbearable humiliation and torment inflicted upon her. The thought of being stripped naked and hung up like Sister Li by these bestial men, suffering those heinous tortures, made her tremble uncontrollably, and tears streamed down her face. However, she was now powerless to resist; her body no longer belonged to her own. 　　She knew that she now faced only two paths: confess or stubbornly endure the bestial torture that no woman could possibly bear. "No... I don't know anything... Please let me go back!" The young girl's nerves couldn't withstand the shock, and she burst into tears. 　　"Fine, if you won't talk, then take off your clothes and dance a nude dance for us." Major Rong had now abandoned all pretense, becoming utterly unrestrained. The bloodthirsty thugs beside him couldn't help but laugh , their black chest hairs trembling with excitement. The innocent girl finally understood that what the enemy needed now was not...

It was her confession; the so-called "interrogation" was just a pretext.

What they needed was her body, the pleasure they derived from humiliating and torturing a young woman.
Faced with this irresistible bestiality, the young female soldier reverted to a timid girl, clutching her
collar tightly and crying out, "No!...You can't do this!... " "

Since you won't listen to reason, then don't blame me for being impolite." Major Rong saw the young female soldier's
terrified expression, which was exactly the state of mind he needed. He couldn't wait to make his move!

"Come on, strip this young lady naked and hang her up!" Major Rong shouted the order.
Several thugs, like wolves smelling blood, fiercely pounced on the young girl. Ruan Shihui screamed,
cried, and struggled desperately. But against a group of burly men, her resistance was so weak.
The thugs dragged the screaming girl to the center of the interrogation room, pinned her to the ground, grabbed her collar,
and ripped open her military uniform.

Instantly, a pair of snow-white, full breasts were exposed. "No, no!..." Nguyen Thi Hue
struggled and screamed, her beautiful breasts trembling. Major Rong leered as he walked up, carefully examining
the young female soldier's high breasts, which heaved violently with fear, and the exposed section of snow-white skin. He couldn't help but feel
a strong sexual urge.

"Then hurry up and talk, or you'll be stripped naked!" Major Rong laughed wildly, grabbing Nguyen Thi Hue's
firm , kneading them hard, enjoying the wonderful fleshy feel. Suddenly, his hands slowly slid towards the girl's waist...

"Stop! You shameless beast!" Nguyen Thi Hue was furious. She shouted and cursed loudly
while struggling with all her might. But the poor girl's resistance was futile, and she could only
watch helplessly as the thugs tore off her clothes piece by piece.

In just a short while, Nguyen Thi Hue was stripped naked, and even her shoes were taken off.

A thug handcuffed Nguyen Thi Hue's hands with cold cuffs, then hooked a chain with a hook
to suspend her hands from a fixed iron ring on the roof beam. The thug tightened the chain, forcing her to
barely . Her body was forced to tense and stretch, and instantly, greedy eyes in the interrogation room focused on
the young female soldier's naked body. Hanging on the chain was such a beautiful, youthful, and alluring
female nude: snow-white skin, high breasts, a slender waist, full and long thighs, a flat
abdomen and round buttocks, and the dark, fuzzy "triangle area" between her legs...

All of this made her body present a beautiful curve, like a rhyming poem, a three-dimensional
painting. The thugs admired her carefully from head to toe, almost mesmerized. Major Rong chuckled maliciously and said, "Such
a beautiful body would be even more alluring if covered in whip marks. Get the whip ready, I'll serve this little beauty!"
He decided to personally indulge his craving for torturing a beautiful woman. One of the thugs
took a long, black leather whip from a row of whips hanging on the wall and soaked it in a bucket of cold water. Major Rong lit a cigarette
and slowly puffed on it...

Holding the wet whip, Major Rong used it to lift Ruan Shihui's chin: "Miss Ruan, take a good look at
this whip. With your delicate skin, you must have never tasted the feeling of a whip soaked in water, right? Today
, you'll experience it for yourself; you'll never forget it!"

At this moment, Ruan Shihui was both terrified and ashamed; tears were already streaming down her face. But Ruan Shihui's tears only fueled
Major Rong's cruel nature. Major Rong, whip in hand, slowly moved behind Nguyen Thi Hue. He gripped the whip in his right hand,
glancing up and down at her pale body. He stepped back, flicked the whip
twice with his left hand, and then lashed it out.

The torture chamber immediately filled with the sound of the whip slicing through the air and
striking . With each lash, Nguyen Thi Hue struggled, causing the chains suspending her to jingle
. The leather whip, soaked in cold water, lashed mercilessly at her naked body, starting from her buttocks, then
her thighs , her back…

leaving bloody welts that gradually rose on her delicate, white skin. Nguyen Thi Hue writhed
desperately , her slender waist swaying, a sight quite alluring. Major Rong and his thugs suspended her,
but kept her on her tiptoes, just to enjoy her struggle. With just a dozen or so lashes, Nguyen Thi Hue was already in excruciating pain.

Each whistling lash from the air against her flesh caused a piercing, excruciating pain that would last until the next lash
, followed by a searing, burning pain at the wound. The unbearable agony caused Nguyen Thi Hue to scream,
howl …

Major Rong's lashing rhythm was not fast, and he would pause every four or five lashes to carefully examine
the effect on the girl's body before moving on to another part of her body. This was to prevent Nguyen Thi Hue
from losing consciousness and to allow her to fully experience the pain of the lashing. Major Rong liked to prolong the suffering of the tortured woman as much as possible,
fully enjoying the sensual pleasure derived from the sadistic process. Major Rong was very heavy-handed; each lash showed no mercy.
The whistling sound of the whip cutting through the air was short and chilling; whenever Nguyen Thi Hue heard the whistling sound,
her muscles would immediately contract and tense, and the ensuing pain would make her jump violently.

Major Rong shifted his position around Nguyen Thi Hue, his leather whip
lashing . Her delicate skin was gradually covered with swollen, red welts—her buttocks, thighs, back
, chest, abdomen, breasts, armpits…no part was spared. The welts, like overlapping ropes,
oozed traces of blood. The stark contrast between the crimson welts and the young woman's fair skin was striking,
possessing a peculiar beauty in Major Rong's eyes.

The venomous whip continued to gnaw at Nguyen Thi Hue's naked body. With each lash, she convulsed in
pain , her body writhing in agony.
The sound of the whip tearing through the air and striking flesh mingled with the woman's pitiful cries, a chilling spectacle, but to Major Rong and his thugs,
it was beautiful music.

Several thugs were clearly also very interested in the scene of whipping, watching with great interest as the beautiful woman
trembled and struggled under the lashes. Twenty minutes passed, and Nguyen Thi Hue had already received over eighty lashes; her suffering was truly appalling.
Her screams were hoarse, then turned into faint moans. Her long hair was disheveled,
sticking to her forehead and face with sweat and tears.

Her head drooped, and she was in a semi-conscious state… In her hazy state, she felt her thighs being
forcefully spread apart, and a pair of hands vigorously manipulating her genitals. Then, something heavy pressed down
on , making it hard for her to breathe. She tried to move, but couldn't.

Suddenly, something hard penetrated her, and a tearing pain brought her back to her senses.
She opened her eyes and found herself lying on the torture bench, her body and hands tightly bound with ropes,
her legs spread apart and suspended from the post. Major Rong was on top of her, his hands gripping her breasts, writhing up and down,
while something thick and hard thrust in and out of her.

She immediately understood everything, screaming and cursing angrily, twisting her body desperately, wishing she could pounce on him
and tear this despicable beast to pieces. However, her hands and feet were tightly bound, and she couldn't move at all. Nguyen Thi Hue discovered that
the thugs who had been carrying out the torture had also already stripped naked and were surrounding her, their large hands
groping her naked body. When they saw that Nguyen Thi Hue had woken up, they exchanged glances. The brutal thugs
laughed triumphantly, vying to vent their lust on the young female soldier's naked body in various ways.

Nguyen Thi Hue was also dressed in a gray prison uniform, and the thugs dragged her into a cell near the interrogation room,
locking her up with Le Nghi Xiu. The cell was dark and damp, but some of the living necessities were relatively complete. Two strong female
guards brought them three meals a day and drinking water, and were also responsible for managing them.

The female guards gave each of them a pair of wooden clogs, and every day they would take them to a small bathroom to
shower and change their prison uniforms. The female guards also led a female military doctor into the cell to carefully treat their torture wounds,
applying medicine to the more serious ones. Major Rong was reluctant to let these two beautiful flowers
wither away ; he wanted to slowly torture and toy with them.

Three nights later, Nguyen Thi Hue and Le Ng Yi Xiu were taken to the torture chamber together. The thugs first stripped Nguyen Thi Hue
naked , and Major Rong personally handcuffed her to an iron ring on the wall, making her watch Le Ng Yi Xiu being tortured.

Major Rong turned around and stared at Le Ng Yi Xiu for a full three minutes, saying in a sarcastic tone, "Miss Le is so
beautiful... I didn't expect her to be such a tough nut to crack, that's good! But today I'll see if your
bones can be tougher than my torture instruments!"

Major Rong then ordered the thugs, "Now let's hang Miss Le's fingers!" Several thugs came up and
stripped Le Ng Yi Xiu of her prison clothes, tied her arms behind her back, tied her thumbs together with thin hemp rope,
hooked them with iron chains, and hung her from an iron ring on the ceiling beam.

The thugs tightened the chains binding Li Yixiu's thumbs, hoisting her to
a height where her toes could barely touch the ground. This meant she couldn't bear her weight entirely on her arms and thumbs, nor could she support
herself entirely on her toes. This method of hanging was extremely painful for the victims and was a unique form of torture invented by Major Rong.

Major Rong and his thugs smoked, slowly observing the suffering of the beautiful women under the lamplight:
Ruan Shihui, suspended and handcuffed, had her black hair cascading over her shoulders, her large eyes filled with terror, and her full breasts slightly upturned, rising and falling gently with
her breath . Li Yixiu's arms were tied behind her back, her body forced into a bent position, her head forced down,
her hair hanging down her chest, her naked body swaying slightly.

Both of them were covered in whip marks, left several days earlier, the marks already purplish-black,
contrasting sharply with their snow-white skin. Li Yixiu increasingly felt as if all her weight rested on her
two slender thumbs and her twisted arms, her flesh and bones being stretched tighter and tighter.
The tearing pain in her thumbs and arms caused her to break out in a cold sweat within minutes, tears streaming down her face as she
groaned in agony. Major Rong and his thugs smoked nearby, slowly savoring her suffering.

After hanging for about half an hour, Major Rong ordered, "Give her another thirty lashes to loosen her skin!"
One of the thugs took a thin, long leather whip from the row of whips hanging on the wall and
dipped . He then lashed Li Yixiu's buttocks and thighs, pausing after each lash
, leaving a bloody welt.

The piercing whistle of the whip and the clanging of the chains mingled with the woman's screams and cries. Li Yixiu,
drenched in sweat, writhed incessantly. Nearly ten minutes later, Major Rong waved his hand, signaling the thugs to put
her down. He grabbed her hair and let out a lewd laugh: "Miss Li, how does this feel?
Will you obediently confess, or should we loosen your muscles a bit more? Or… you could… beg us, and maybe we
'll spare you today…!"

Li Yixiu closed her eyes, letting tears of grief and anger stream down her face. Her body was limp, powerless to
struggle , even lacking the strength to scream. Her only hope now was to remain unconscious forever, never
to wake again. However, Major Rong and his thugs wouldn't let her die easily. They knew how to control
the pace of torture, how to gradually increase the pain. They would relentlessly torment her, leaving her unable to live
or die.

"Miss Li still won't speak? She's really stubborn! Then let's loosen her muscles a bit more. Come on,
serve Miss Li!" With Major Rong's order, the thugs swarmed forward and forced Li Yixiu to sit on the torture
bench . Her upper body and hands were bound to the wooden frame behind her, and her thighs above the knees were tightly bound
to the bench with hemp rope.

Major Rong admired Li Yixiu's bare feet with great interest: their full, soft contours,
their smooth, white flesh, the prominent arches, their delicate, rounded ankles, and especially their exquisite toes, which
irresistibly evoked a desire to hold and play with them.

Thinking of the torture these beautiful feet were about to suffer, Major Rong couldn't help but reveal a malicious smile.
Major Rong lifted Li Yixiu's chin: "I advise you to hurry up and tell me what interests you, so you don't
suffer even more!"

Li Yixiu cried, "I...I don't...I don't know anything! What am I supposed to say?... "

Major Rong chuckled again: "Fine! Fine! Then we'll just have to let Miss Li taste the tiger bench again
!"

Two thugs stepped forward and began to torture Li Yixiu. One thug forcefully lifted Li Yixiu's legs, while the other...
A brick was placed under her feet.

The tiger bench is a form of torture involving reversed joints, designed to stretch the ligaments in
the immense pain. Typically, three bricks under the victim's heels would cause them to sweat
profusely, and four bricks would quickly render them unconscious. The thugs would pause after each brick was added
, allowing the pain to linger before intensifying the torture. Women's ligaments are generally more flexible than men's, allowing them to endure the torture on the tiger bench for longer periods.

When the first brick was placed under Li Yixiu's heels, she shuddered and bit her lip tightly. After a while,
two thugs forcefully lifted her legs and placed the second brick under her heels. Li Yixiu's upper body straightened instantly
, her head thrown back, and she groaned, "Ah!... Ouch!..."

Major Rong grabbed Li Yixiu's hair: "Miss Li, will you confess or not?" Li Yixiu endured
the excruciating pain in her legs and resolutely shook her head.

Major Rong chuckled and said, "Add more bricks!" Two thugs stepped forward and used wooden bars to lift Li Yixiu's feet, shoving
a third brick under her heels.

"Ah!..." Li Yixiu let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"How's that? Not too bad, huh? If you don't talk, I'll add more bricks!" Major Rong threatened.

"Beasts! Ah...you bunch of damned beasts!..." Faced with irresistible torture,
Li Yixiu cursed angrily, her hoarse cries echoing in the interrogation room.

"Add more bricks!" Seeing that Li Yixiu still dared to curse him, Major Rong roared at the thugs in a fit of rage.
Two thugs forcibly lifted Li Yixiu's feet with wooden bars... Li Yixiu's legs trembled violently. Forced to
"watch the torture," Nguyen Thi Hue could not bear the horrific scene and quickly turned her face away, lowering her head.

When the fourth brick was driven into Le Nghi Tu's heel, the intense pain caused her to scream wildly, a
scream that made Nguyen Thi Hue tremble as well. The scream pierced Nguyen Thi Hue's heart like a knife, making her
heart bleed and tremble. More than ten minutes later, Le Nghi Tu was soaked in sweat, her head lolled to the side, and she fainted on the tiger bench
. Le Nghi Tu was awakened by being splashed with cold water, and two thugs took her away.

Major Rong and his thugs frantically vented their lust on Nguyen Thi Hue. A few days later, Major Rong and his men brought Le Nghi Tu and Nguyen Thi Hue back to the torture chamber. This time, however, they handcuffed and suspended Le Nghi Tu,

stripped of her prison clothes , to "watch the torture."
Major Rong introduced the torture device to Nguyen Thi Hue and Le Nghi Tu, who were stripped naked
: "...This is a new type of electric torture device invented by our American friends. It will not leave any marks on the victim
, and the sensation is quite wonderful!" Major Rong said, patting an iron box on the table.

Then he picked up a small branding iron and waved it in front of Nguyen Thi Hue: "See? If
you heat this thing up on a charcoal brazier until it's red-hot, then..."

Major Rong pressed the branding iron against Nguyen Thi Hue's bare thigh: "Once that happens, your skin will '
squeak...squeak...' and ooze oil. That feeling...! And it leaves a lifelong mark! That's...
a bit of a pity... If Miss Nguyen doesn't confess today, it won't be as easy as last time!"

Nguyen Thi Hue trembled with fear: "Please, spare me... I really don't know any
password !..."

Major Rong smiled sinisterly: "Then there's no way. Come on! Get ready for Miss Nguyen. Today we're asking
Miss Nguyen to be an electric dancer for a while, and perform a few nude dances of a white-skinned beauty for everyone!"

The thugs spread out a sheet of tin, made Nguyen Thi Hue stand barefoot on it, and then used water-soaked
hemp rope to suspend her hands from an iron ring on the roof beam. A henchman opened
the case , revealing a row of buttons. He pulled out two wires with small copper clips from the device, clamping one
clip to the edge of the tinplate and the other to the rope suspending Nguyen Thi Hue's wrists
.

Major Rong commanded, "The ball begins!" The henchman then turned on the electrocution device. As the tinplate was powered on
, Nguyen Thi Hue leaped off the metal, only to land back down. A powerful electric current surged
through her body, making her feel as if she were standing on a red-hot iron plate, or as if countless
steel needles were piercing her soles. Her whole body trembled violently.

Her feet involuntarily bounced up and down, one foot barely leaving the plate before the other
landed on it. The rope suspending her wasn't very tight, but it forced her to
jump frantically in that small space. The poor woman screamed shrilly, trying to alleviate the pain of her torture, while
panting heavily . Large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, face, and body,
mingling with her tears of humiliation as they dripped onto the iron plate. As her breathing grew heavier, her face paled, her screams grew fainter,
and the rhythm of her hopping slowed, Major Rong ordered the power to be cut off.

After she had caught her breath slightly, the power was restored. She was forced to writhe in agony again
, screaming shrilly, her legs frantically hopping on the iron plate, the previous scene repeated itself. Major Rong and
his henchmen watched the beautiful woman's painful struggle with satisfaction, their expressions one of ecstasy. This torture method invented by Major Rong was extremely
cruel , particularly entertaining and stimulating when used to torment beautiful women. It combined rope binding, the woman's beautiful
naked body, and the painful posture of torture into a unified whole, which, in the eyes of Major Rong and his henchmen, was like watching a beautiful
dance, deeply satisfying their desire. Major Rong and his thugs tortured Nguyen Thi Hue for nearly half an hour. Her
screams grew fainter and fainter, turning into painful groans.

Her body struggled, and she was drenched in sweat, making her look as if she had just been pulled from the water.
Despite the intense electric shocks to her feet, she no longer had the strength to jump as violently as before. Stars
flashed before her eyes, and she experienced bouts of dizziness. Her ears were ringing, and she was almost too exhausted to stand, only barely managing to stay upright thanks to
the rope suspending her. Her legs twitched almost instinctively, trying to break free
from the iron plate, but after lifting them only a few centimeters, they fell limply back down.

The power was cut off again. Major Rong went forward and squeezed Nguyen Thi Hue's sweat-soaked breasts a few times, then
grabbed her disheveled hair, forcing her face up. Major Rong grinned maliciously: "Miss Nguyen's dancing is truly beautiful
and captivating. If you don't confess, we'll let you keep dancing!"

"Spare...spare...me! I don't know anything...I'd rather serve you properly..."
Nguyen Thi Hue cried hoarsely, begging for mercy.

Major Rong laughed: "Alright, it's rare that you're so clever. We'll spare you today, little beauty. From now on,
you'd better be obedient and let us play with you!" Major Rong knew that this beautiful woman was completely subdued,
and ordered his thugs to drag the limp Nguyen Thi Hue out.

Major Rong then turned to Le Ngai Xiu: "Miss Le Ngai, isn't Miss Nguyen's dance beautiful? If you don't
confess , we'll definitely let you experience the power of the new electric torture device, and it will be even more exciting than this! Now it's
time for you to enjoy yourself." They tied Le Ngai Xiu to the torture bench and began gang rape again.

It was late at night again, and Nguyen Thi Hue and Le Ngai Xiu were brought into the torture chamber together. This time, Major Rong made Nguyen Thi Hue
take off her prison clothes herself and kneel on the ground to "watch the torture."

Major Rong asked Li Yixiu, "Miss Li, are you still unwilling to talk today?"

"Even if you beat me to death... torture me to death... I won't be able to confess anything..." Li Yixiu
answered in a trembling voice.

Major Rong said, "Miss Li isn't quick-witted, so don't blame us. Come on! Give her an electric shock too,
give her some stimulation! Let her wake up!" The thugs swarmed forward, stripped Li Yixiu of her prison clothes, tied her face up to the torture
bench, her legs still spread as wide as possible and suspended from the iron rings on the pillars on either side.

One of the thugs opened the electric torture device box, pulled out two wires with small copper clips, and took out several
strange objects from the side. The thugs clipped the small copper clips on the two wires
onto Li Yixiu's two slightly erect nipples. "Then let's begin!" As the switch of the electric torture device was turned on, a sharp scream immediately
exploded in the interrogation room. Her two breasts trembled up and down a few times, and then her whole body muscles twitched uncontrollably.

Li Yixiu felt as if dozens of blunt knives were cutting into her nerves and flesh. Her limbs involuntarily
straightened , and her head snapped back. "Ah!... Ya!..." She was in so much pain that she was drenched in sweat, her body stiffening as she let out
screams, her cries trembling and sending chills down one's spine. The thugs, watching the young woman's breasts tremble violently under the electric shocks
, laughed loudly and lewdly, constantly turning the knob to increase the current.

Li Yixiu's screams grew even more pitiful; she was covered in glistening sweat, her body contorted in agony.
More than ten minutes later, to prevent her from losing consciousness, they temporarily stopped the electric shocks. As soon as the current was cut off, Li
Yixiu immediately felt a blissful return from the abyss of pain to normalcy; she breathed heavily.

"How's that? Are you awake now? Will you talk now?" Major Rong looked at
the young female soldier, tortured beyond recognition, and laughed triumphantly. Li Yixiu did not answer.

"Hmph, still hard? Fine, let's move her somewhere else. I want to see how long she can stay hard!"
Major Rong ordered an even more brutal torture method to be applied to the young woman.

The thugs smiled knowingly; they completely understood their superior's meaning. It was the most stimulating form of electrocution,
a method they had used countless times before. The thugs went up and removed
the wire . They then retrieved an "electroshock bar," a black rod nearly as thick as an egg and about a foot long,
made of an unknown material. The black rod had a handle, and the thugs clipped a copper wire to a
small copper ring at the back of the handle.

Near the front of the handle were a small red button and a small green button.
The front of the black rod resembled a man's erect penis, with two rounded copper
electrodes . The thug clamped the copper clip of an electric wire onto Li Yixiu's clitoris, then pried open her labia and
inserted the tip of the "stun gun" deep into her vagina... "Ah...no..."

"Ah...have mercy on me..."

When the dark "stun gun" touched the woman's most sensitive area, Li Yixiu trembled involuntarily
, stiffened her body, and screamed. This was her first plea for mercy, but the answer was
a burst of maniacal laughter. After the switch of the electric torture device was turned on again, a thug gripped the handle of the black rod and pressed
the red button on the handle. Li Yixiu let out a "Aww!..." The thug slowly pulled the black rod out
a bit , then pushed it back in, and pressed the red button again. Li Yixiu let out another long, drawn-out wail.

"Ah...aww...ah..." The thug gradually increased the rhythm of the black rod's thrusting and the button pressing, and Li Yixiu
continued to wail and moan... Her breathing quickened, her body felt hot, and her face flushed red. The electric current and
the friction of the black rod against her sexual nerves caused her to extend her tactile sensations to every part of her body…

Her genitals began to contract rhythmically; she shook her head incessantly, her body twisted and
turned , her hands flailing as if trying to grasp something, opening and closing repeatedly. This punishment, even more depraved than a penis
, caused Nguyen Thi Hue, who was "observing" the ordeal, to gasp and flush. About twenty minutes later,
the black rod and her labia were covered in glistening, sticky fluid, which was dripping down… Major Rong signaled
to stop the electric shocks.

"Oh!…" Li Yixiu let out a long breath, painfully closing her eyes; she seemed to be
holding her last line of defense.

After a brief pause, Major Rong grinned maliciously at Li Yixiu: "Miss Li, how does this feel? You've entered
heaven haven't you? Next, you'll know what hell feels like." With Major Rong's order, the henchman
pressed the small green button on the handle and inserted the black rod.

"Ah!—" Li Yixiu's scream rang out. The electric shocks had become continuous; another thug
turned the knob of the electrocution device to increase the current, which continuously stimulated the most vulnerable parts of the young woman. After
a few minutes, the muscles around Li Yixiu's abdomen and thighs began to spasm in waves.

"Ah…!" Li Yixiu let out a long, continuous scream, followed by violent convulsions of her uterus,
producing extremely intense pain. Her pelvis felt as if it were being burned by fire or torn apart by sharp blades. Li Yixiu
's abdomen arched involuntarily with each thrust, and her whole body changed from violent trembling to terrifying spasms
. Her eyes widened, and she let out heart-wrenching howls.

The thugs, like manipulating a toy, cruelly tortured this young woman with great interest
, making her writhe, cry out, and scream incessantly. Sweat dripped down her body.
Gradually, her voice became hoarse, turning into a desperate wail, almost unrecognizable as human.

The young and beautiful female soldier endured cruel and extremely depraved torture.
Piercing for about twenty minutes.

"How's it going? Have you had enough? Want to continue?" Major Rong asked with a sinister grin after the power was cut off again.

At this point, Li Yixiu's will had been completely shattered by this torture, along with her
inherent pride… She groaned intermittently, "Spare… spare… me! I… I…
I really don't know what… I can't take it… You… let me go… From now on… I'll do whatever
you want…"

Major Rong let out a sinister laugh: "What? You've finally seen the light? Very good! You'll have to be obedient from now on!
I'll let you go for now…"

The two girls, Ruan Shihui and Li Yixiu, were imprisoned in the dark cell of the interrogation department. The cell was right next to the torture chamber. Every
night , they could often faintly hear the piercing cries of women coming from the torture chamber—the cries of their fellow prisoners
. Both girls were emaciated from repeated torture. Li Yixiu, in particular, with her stubborn
nature, suffered even more torture, resulting in severe injuries. Major Rong decided to suspend their torture and
provide them with better food. During the day, they could be taken by female guards to the courtyard outside the cell,
and even to a small study to read…

After more than twenty days, they began to regain their former beauty. However, they gradually felt their breasts become full and firm,
and even began to secrete milk. They also frequently experienced inexplicable, intense sexual urges. This was actually because Major Rong
had been having someone slip an American-made aphrodisiac into their food from time to time. This aphrodisiac, commonly used in the sex
industry, increases female libido while preventing pregnancy.

Previously, due to their fear and physical exhaustion, they hadn't noticed it. Now,
as their physical condition gradually improves and they have been repeatedly raped, the effects of the aphrodisiacs are becoming increasingly apparent, causing them to become
somewhat disoriented. They often sleep in each other's arms, frequently recalling the scenes in the torture chamber, the whippings, electric shocks, and gang rapes they
recently experienced…

Thinking of these things makes their hearts pound wildly, while at the same time, their private parts feel as if bathed in spring rain…

Gradually, the female guards began to occasionally take Nguyen Thi Hue or Le Nghi Tu to Major Rong's residence alone. After entering
Major Rong's small bedroom, the female guards would remove their prison uniforms, handcuff them, and quietly leave.
They would then serve Major Rong with their bodies, and two hours later, the female guards would take them back to their cell. During this time, Major Rong would
turn on a tape recorder so they could "enjoy music," which turned out to be the sounds of their torture in the torture chamber
: the sound of whips lashing, their screams, groans, and cries…

Hearing this "music," their hearts pounded, and they closed their eyes in terror, allowing Major Rong
to toy with them at will.

Nguyen Thi Hue and Le Nghi Tuu had become completely conquered by Major Rong, but their suffering was
not over. A month and a half later, seeing that they had recovered somewhat, Major Rong announced the resumption of their
torture .

Major Rong said to Nguyen Thi Hue and Le Nghi Tuu, "Your experience in the POW camp was also a kind of ordeal, perhaps it was
your destiny... However... your names will soon appear on the list of the next batch of released POWs
... After your release, I can get you jobs in Saigon, and you will live a good life! You
will definitely live a good life!... You will thank me then..."

Nguyen Thi Hue and Le Nghi Tuu actually said "thank you" to Major Rong.

Major Rong promised that the torture of them would be "stopped at the right time," and that he would no longer use electric shocks or
the tiger bench , provided that they were obedient and compliant. Major Rong also said that during their torture, they had to cry and
beg for mercy . Although this wouldn't lessen their punishment, if their "performance" in this regard wasn't good enough,
their punishment would be increased...

Every few days, Nguyen Thi Hue and Le Ng Yi Thu would be taken to the interrogation room together. One of them would be
tortured while the other "observed." They would first draw lots to decide, and then the one "observing" would draw lots to decide
which punishment the other would receive. The two girls did indeed appear very compliant; they no longer resisted. After
entering the interrogation room, they would consciously take off their clothes and cooperate with Major Rong's orders to have themselves tied up and secured.

Major Rong generally no longer personally tortured them; instead, his henchmen did it. Major Rong no longer asked them
for any confessions; he only sought thrills in torturing the women. While one of Nguyen and Le was being tortured
, the other had to kneel naked beside her to "observe" the torture. After being tortured, she was handcuffed
and taken to Major Rong's residence for his so-called "comfort," while the one who had "observed" was rewarded by Major Rong to his henchmen
…

Their most frequent punishments were various forms of hanging, sometimes accompanied by whipping. Major Rong said that
fresh whip marks made them look even more pitiful. There were many variations of hanging, such as one called "Silver
Monkey Embracing a Branch." The henchmen would first tie the woman's ankles together with rope, forcing her to curl her legs
close to her abdomen. Then, they would make her hug her calves with her arms, handcuffing her wrists. A wooden stick would be threaded
between her elbows and knees, and finally, both ends of the stick would be suspended from a beam.

Thus, she would be curled up and hung upside down on the stick, her bare feet raised to the highest point, her black hair
falling only three inches off the ground. This method of hanging causes excruciating
pain . "Silver Monkey Embracing a Branch" and "Four Hooves Trampled Upside Down" are particularly cruel and torturous methods. Major Rong and
his henchmen often hang the women and then sit to the side drinking alcohol or coffee, listening to their groans and cries,
appreciating this so-called "art of hanging."

After being hung for about half an hour, the women would be given a so-called "appropriate rest" of ten minutes or so, before
being hung up again until they were completely exhausted. Sometimes, the women were hung with their legs spread apart on a torture bench, and the henchmen
whipped their inner thighs with thin rattan canes.

Sometimes, the women had to endure more common methods of hanging, such as hanging by the wrists or fingers. The henchmen would
adjust the height of the chains hanging them so that only their toes touched the ground, and after being hung like this for more than an hour, they would be whipped.
Major Rong would designate a henchman to perform the palm-slapping, often using a delicate, thin leather whip dipped in cold water to severely lash them.
Naked, they were whipped thirty times, each lash a brutal, agonizing blow. While one of the women was being whipped,
the other, kneeling nearby to "observe" the punishment, had to loudly count the lashes.

Major Rong and his henchmen also frequently used needle torture to torment the two girls, primarily involving pricking their fingertips and
nipples. The needles used were sterilized medical needles, fine and sharp. For the fingertips,
the victim's hands were first fixed to the wooden frame of the torture bench, forcing her fingers to straighten. Alcohol was applied to her fingers,
and then the needles were inserted one by one under her fingernails, causing her to scream and cry in agony.

If the pain caused her to faint, the henchmen would splash cold water on her to revive her, and then continue pricking
until all ten fingertips were pierced with needles. After pricking the fingertips, two needles were used
to pierce each nipple, slowly twisting and pushing them deep into the nipple; this pain was even more intense than the fingertips. Needle torture
inflicts relatively little trauma on the women, yet causes excruciating pain, while providing the torturer with exceptionally intense sensory stimulation and
deriving immense pleasure. Therefore, needle torture was favored by Major Rong and his henchmen.

Occasionally, they also suffered finger-crushing and cangue torture, both instruments originally
used by the Chinese government for interrogating prisoners. Finger-crushing, specifically for interrogating female prisoners, consists of ten small, hardwood
sticks, each about the thickness of a finger, strung together with two thin hemp ropes. It is used to clamp a woman's fingers, causing excruciating pain
that can .

For centuries, finger-crushing has subdued countless unruly female prisoners and forced many women to confess under duress.
Major Rong and his henchmen used this torture, carefully controlling the intensity to slowly torment the two young women. Nguyen Thi Hue or Le
Nghi Tu were ordered to kneel on the ground, their four pairs of slender fingers (excluding the thumbs) inserted into the middle of small wooden sticks.
The sticks clamped the base of their fingers, and the henchmen slowly tightened the thin hemp ropes on both sides…

Major Rong observed the victim's expression and posture, and when she looked unwell, he would order the two
henchmen tightening the ropes to loosen them, waiting for her to regain her breath before tightening them again… This caused the woman subjected to extreme pain without causing her to faint.
The clamping torture was somewhat similar; the woman was also made to kneel on the ground, but her hands were handcuffed and
she was suspended by chains. Then, three wooden sticks strung with hemp ropes were clamped around her ankles, and the ropes were slowly tightened…
loosened… tightened again…

The poor woman, under prolonged torture, often cried out in despair, pleading desperately, while Major Rong and
his henchmen seemed to enjoy it. After enduring such torture, the woman was always limp and trembling uncontrollably, truly
pitiful.

More than two months had passed since Nguyen Thi Hue and Le Nghi Tu were placed in the dark cell of the interrogation and training department. Two female guards often came to chat with
them , and they were allowed to move around outside their cells daily. They were still
taken to shower by the female guards every day, and the female military doctor continued to treat their injuries daily. Even on days when they weren't in the torture chamber, they
still had to frequently attend to Major Rong.

Their bodies were covered with whip marks of varying depths and crisscrossing patterns; their fingers and ankles were bruised and
swollen . The repeated hanging torture, in particular, had caused tendon and ligament strains, causing them immense pain, making even
the simplest movements extremely difficult… After countless rounds of torture, their bodies were extremely weak, and
Major Rong had no choice but to suspend the torture once again…

Late at night, they would often hear women's screams coming from the interrogation room. Nguyen Thi Hue and Le Nghi Tuh believed that
their fellow prisoners were enduring the torture for them… They wondered… when would Major Rong release them…
…Would they really be able to go to Saigon and live a good life after their release?…

[The End]

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