B wins
You silently lay the FG-42 down and pull out your P.38 as you creep next to the lazy Tommy. He seems totally absorbed with removing the stones from his boots and doesn't notice you stand up next to him, your P.38 pointed directly at his head. "Alright, chum?" you say, he looks around quickly and seems quite shocked to find you there. He looks at the barrel of your pistol, then at your face, back at the pistol, and his shoulders sag. "For me the war is over?" he mumbles dejectedly. You grin at him and nod as you pick up his Enfield rifle and swing it over you shoulder. "For you the war is over. Empty your pockets" you tell him. He slowly complies with your orders. You turn towards the orchard and give the all clear signal to the Fallschirmjagers amongst the trees. A few seconds later a group of 30 FJs cautiously exit the Orchard with raised weapons, but they quickly drop them when they realise you're their platoon sergeant. Corporal Krueger walks up to the prisoner and collects his things, handing a worn picture of a woman, a watch, and a half-full packet of Lucky Strikes back to him. "We lost two men back in the Orchard, snapped their necks when they hit the trees" Krueger says as he hands you two half identification discs. "Everyone else is fine".
"Get the men into fighting positions. Take the quietest man here with you and scout out the road" you point to the south, "There's another Tommy down there and I want him alive" You nod at Krueger and turn your attention back to the prisoner. You kneel down next to him and take out your canteen full of schnapps, your map and a pencil. You lay the map down in front of the Tommy and hand him the pencil. "Show me where your battalion's HQ is located". He looks at you and throws the pencil down.
What do you do?
A. Interrogate him properly (don't harm him, slow, not a good chance of getting the information)
B. Interrogate him quickly (don't harm him, just threaten)
C. Interrogate him with the help of schnapps (anything could happen)
D. Start breaking fingers
E. Use your secret weapon...