Bomb Disposal Elite

Sean clenched his fists, and really wanted to kick in the door and beat up that officer, but he couldn't, because that young man was still his subordinate, if he did it himself, that young man would be even more chaotic in the barracks in the future. not go down.

Sean took a few steps back, came to the open space of the dormitory, and shouted at the top of his voice: "David! David Alvin, are you there! I am a friend of your cousin Jack Alvin!"

Sean's voice was loud enough to be heard by the entire row of dormitories.

At this time, someone poked his head out of a window, "Hey, Alvin is in [-]! Brother, which unit do you belong to?"

Sean sneered, "Me? From the EOD team!"

At this time, the door of 40 opened, and a man in his [-]s walked out quickly with a camouflage uniform on his body.

Sean waved his hand towards the window, "Thanks brother, I found it!"

Sean knocked on the door, but there was no answer. It seemed that David was either fainted by that bastard, or he felt too embarrassed to open the door because of his frustrated self-esteem.

Sean sighed and said softly, "Open the door, David. I'm Jack's friend. I know what happened to you, and if you don't open the door, I'll kick the door in."

There was the sound of someone walking on the ground, and the door creaked and opened a gap.

Sean pushed the door open, squeezed in and quickly closed the door.

A trembling young man was wrapped in a sheet and watched Sean warily.

His skin was covered with bruises, and it seemed that the officer must have had a good time just now.Sean put his hands under his armpits, picked him up, and put him back on the bed.

"Are you here to sympathize with me on behalf of Jack?" The young man buried his head in the pillow.

Sean didn't answer him, he just reached out to pull his sheets, but David held on tightly and wouldn't let go.

"Is this the first time?" Sean still pulled the sheet hard, David's dignity was gone long ago when Sean stood outside the door and noticed what happened in the dormitory.

"If I say it many times, will you despise me?" David's voice was self-deprecating.

"What is he threatening you with? The vanguard?" Sean gently opened his buttocks, and the turbid fluid flowed down the heels of his legs.

"Yes. One of my comrades in the same period... was hit by a landmine when he was on duty as the vanguard. He was blown up and couldn't even find his body."

Sean knew that the injury was here, and David would never go to the doctor.He had no choice but to find wet wipes and wash his wounds with mineral water, "So you're scared."

"That's right, isn't it wrong not to want to be bombed to death? Is it wrong to want to return to the United States alive?" David became agitated, pinching the quilt with his fingers, "I'm just a coward..."

"You are not a coward. All the soldiers who have been in Baghdad are not cowards."

"You said you were Jack's friend, and you were also in the special forces?"

"Yes, I'm at EOD now."

"The EOD team?" David lifted his face from the pillow.

"Yes, but I'm in charge of guarding, and the bomb defuser is handed over to another rather stinky guy. He is very powerful, but he is also very conceited. Compared with his life and dismantling the bomb, he chooses the latter."

David smiled. "Compared to soldiers like me who are afraid of death and don't want to be the vanguard and have sex with their bosses, he is very admirable."

"But the lives of me and another technical soldier are not in his sights." Sean pulled up the quilt to cover him, and took a closer look at David. He was somewhat similar to Jack, but his appearance was more delicate than Jack's. , and David is a recruit, and he is indeed the type who is vulnerable to certain injuries in the barracks.

"According to the normal rotation, how many days do you serve as the vanguard?"

"Once in seven days." David twitched the corner of his mouth, "but now it's six days, because one died."

"What if the officer is rejected?"

"Hehe, that means being the vanguard every day, until you walk into his room or you are bombed to death."

"What's his name?"

David looked at Sean and smiled wryly, "You don't want to report him, do you? I can assure you that I am not the only recruit under him, but none of them will come out to testify!"

"His name." Sean repeated, his eyes became sharper, and David swallowed his saliva when he saw him, and pronounced that person's name unnaturally.

"Complaints to the chief must be real-named! And no one will dare to testify!"

"But someone will come to investigate, so he will restrain himself a little, won't he?" Sean stood up, "Have a good rest David, no matter what you have, I hope you can tell me."

David grabbed him, "Have you... ever encountered the same thing as me?"

"Yes, I met, but I was luckier than you, and someone helped me." Sean got up and pushed the door and went out.

In the afternoon, Sean and the team came back from duty.

Rick said a lot, but Sean didn't respond, "Sean, what's wrong with you? You almost stepped on the wire when you detonated the bomb just now."

"sorry."

"It's okay. Fortunately, today is a detonation task. If you step on it, you will step on it. But I think you are in a bad mood."

"Rick, if Howkins said that as long as you slept with him, he would not take you to work, would you agree?"

With a shake of Rick's hand, the Hummer drove a Model S.Rick swallowed, and looked at Hawkins' expression in the rearview mirror, "So... such a situation shouldn't happen, right?"

"Why?" Sean just asked subconsciously, but in fact he knew that such a situation was impossible.

"Because..." Rick touched his head in embarrassment, and Hawkins in the rearview mirror still didn't respond, "I'm not his type."

"Oh." Sean nodded, and continued his fugue.

Two days later, Sean was called to the camp's Office of Internal Investigations.

When he was called away, Rick stopped him, "Sean, what's the matter? Why are they investigating you?"

"Because I wrote a report to complain about a certain scum who violated my subordinates." After speaking, Sean followed the herald and left.

Entering the investigation room, Sean saluted, then folded his hands behind his back, and stood in front of the three investigators with a restless posture.

"Are you Sergeant Sean Ives?"

"Yes, sir."

"You complained that Captain John Ogilvy of Armor Company sexually assaulted one of his men?"

"Yes, sir."

"Sergeant Ives, I hope you understand that the military has always taken such allegations very seriously. So may I ask, were you personally violated?"

"No, I made it very clear in my report that they are Captain John Ogilvy's subordinates."

"And who were Captain Ogilvy's victims?"

"I can't explain, sir."

"Sergeant Ives, that is to say, your accusation against Captain Ogilvy has no evidence, so it is a false accusation. The army also attaches great importance to false accusations." The officer sitting in the middle looked at Sean, his eyes changed. sharpened up.

At this moment, the door of the office was opened again.

"Why didn't you tell me when you took my subordinates away." A cold and penetrating voice sounded.

Sean's heart trembled, he turned his head and saw Hawkins walking in.

The interrogator frowned, "Who are you?"

"Second Lieutenant Haven Howkins, the captain of the EOD F team." Hawkins just stood in front of the three of them without even saluting.

The officer in the middle wanted to get angry, after all, Howkins' behavior really didn't take these internal review officials seriously, "This is an internal review, Second Lieutenant. Sergeant Elvis complained to Ogilvy of the Armored Company The captain sexually assaulted one of his subordinates with no evidence."

Hawkins snorted coldly, "So if Lieutenant General Hawkins of the 725th Air Force raped you, what evidence would you use to accuse him? Using your anus?"

"You—" The official was about to stand up when the person next to him stopped him and whispered something.

His expression changed within a few moments, "I'm sorry, Second Lieutenant Hawkins, we didn't realize that Sergeant Elvis is your subordinate."

About the time they started to fear Hawkins' identity, and Sean could guess from their politeness to Hawkins that what Rick said about Hawkins' life experience might be true.

"Yes, he is my subordinate, and he never lies." Hawkins shrugged, grabbed Sean's wrist and walked towards the door, "Since he complained about Ogilvy, you all Check it out."

Sean wanted to shake off Hawkins' hand, but the other's fingers strangled him like iron clamps.

It wasn't until he walked more than ten meters away from that office that Sean regained his freedom.

"Why are you here?" He flexed his wrist.

"Rick told me." Howkins took Sean's pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and lit it against the wall.

Sean always thought that Dr. Gray's fingers were already beautiful, but Hawkins' fingers were not only slender but also had strong phalanges.

"This is my own business, you don't have to worry about it."

Hawkins flicked his fingertips on the cigarette, and the ash fell, dancing wildly in the sunlight.

"If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have bothered to write the report."

"what?"

Hawkins turned and walked forward, leaving Sean behind.

"I can make a bomb, wouldn't it be easier to kill him?"

Sean sneered, how could he have forgotten that Hawkins is a lunatic.

The review ended like this, but Sean figured in his mind that as long as that Ogilvy did something else, he would continue to write the report.

At dinner time, Sean went to the dormitory of the armored company again.

At the gate of the camp, Ogilvy was driving in in a military vehicle.

Sean despised him to the bottom of his bones. Although the opponent's military rank was higher than his, he still walked forward as if he hadn't seen it. Instead, the car stopped beside him, and the window was rolled down.