Bomb Disposal Elite

Dr. Gray pursed his lips, "You don't think it sounds like his impulse."

"Yes, I can't cooperate with a person who has ambitions for me. I'm afraid that one day I will deliberately watch him be killed by impulse or... anyway, I can't bear it anyway."

"Sean, did you have any sexual fantasies when you were in the barracks?"

"What?" Sean didn't understand why Gray mentioned this.

"Answer me, Sean. I'm a psychiatrist, and I won't ask you unnecessary questions."

"Yes. Angelina Jolie...she's hot."

"Okay, you'll want to jerk off her, and you'll want to kiss and hug her if she's standing in front of you, but will you rape her?" Gray turned his head sideways, trying his best to make himself squeamish with scrutiny. Look serious.

"of course not."

"Similarly, does Hawkins have you as the object of his sexual fantasies, does that mean he will definitely come and force you to have sex with him?"

Sean froze for a moment, then shook his head.He remembered that even when he had taken the aphrodisiac, Hawkins only kissed himself and the two of them rubbed together and had a handgun. He had never done anything more extreme.

"Suppose, then, that Hawkins really likes men. Well, is it dirty and shameful that he likes you and wants to kiss you, hug you, or even have sex with you?"

"Of course not." After Xiao En replied, he felt a little weird again, as if all this was his fault.

"Hawkins is your team leader and the closest person to death in your group. If he likes you or has any intentions for you other than comrades in arms, have you ever thought about why he chooses Rick instead of Rick? Is it you?" Dr. Gray tapped his fingers on the table.

"Why?" Sean also wanted to know, but he couldn't figure it out after thinking about it all night.

"Because he has a sense of dependence on you, Sean. This makes you different from other soldiers. Maybe in Hawkins' eyes, only you are his comrade-in-arms, only you." Dr. Gray poked his head slightly Go out and look at Sean.

This is a psychological suggestion, he has used it many times, but he doesn't know if it works on Sean.

"What?" Sean blinked.

He suddenly remembered the first time he saw Hawkins lying on the bed in the dormitory with an indifferent attitude.

He asked him if he knew what his duty was.

He replied, I will be your back.

Dr. Gray pushed the transfer application in front of Sean, "Sergeant Ivis, you can submit this application, I have no right to stop you."

Sean was a little dazed, but Dr. Gray had already stood up, fiddled with the record again, and Bach's music flowed out again.

Dr. Gray grinned in his heart. He knew that what he just said was a fallacy, because every soldier relied on his comrades, but not every soldier had the desire to possess his comrades.

Sean left his office, and Dr. Gray sighed secretly, resting his head on his hands. He hoped that Sean would not be able to get around this maze so that he would be free.

The job transfer application form was pinched until it was wet with sweat in Sean's palm.

Howkins is dependent on himself?rely?That's a ridiculous word, who would that pompous and selfish guy Hawkins rely on?He only believes in his own finger and the bomb!

But when he thought of what Dr. Gray said, Hawkins' desires for himself seemed less scary and even seemed normal.

For a long time, Hawkins was like an airtight box, no one knew what was in it, but everyone was safe and sound.Only one day, Sean accidentally peeped into what was inside, and he was frightened, as if he had opened Pandora's box and released all the disasters.

By the time Sean came to his senses, the self on the transfer application was so dizzy that he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Oh..." Sean smiled self-deprecatingly, "Now you are trash."

Hawkins should be thankful for letting Rick go to the camp headquarters to ask for leave, at least until tomorrow, he can rest for a while.

When he walked to the dormitory, he saw Hawkins.

On the front step, Hawkins sat with a cigarette between his fingers.His chin was slightly lifted up, his eyes were entwined with the curling smoke rings, and he had the charm of a mature man.

Thick and inviting... reverie.

Sean walked up to him and sighed.

Hawkins doesn't speak, just smokes.

"Dr. Gray said...you depend on me, is it true?"

Hawkins slowly raised his head and looked at Sean, "Why don't I know?"

Sean burst out laughing, and sat down beside Hawkins, "I'll say it's impossible."

The world fell silent, and Sean watched the soldiers coming and going in front of him, while Hawkins continued to smoke.

"What made you want to do those things to me?" Sean turned his face away, the first time he saw Hawkins showing a thinking expression.

"You said you were going to be my back, and you can."

"Well, it shows that you trust me a little bit."

"Also, you smiled at me."

"Have I ever smiled at you?" Sean rubbed his head, "But we are teammates, so it's no surprise that I smile at you. Just these things make you think about me?"

Hawkins threw the cigarette on the ground, "Maybe there is no reason at all, you just shouldn't be there."

"Yes, everything is my fault." Sean smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Sean, in fact, every time a bomb is dismantled, I know you are there, watching for me where I can't see." Hawkins stared at the still smoking cigarette butt, "So I can do what I want things to do. So I can be at peace."

Sean's heart skipped a beat.

Howkins stood up. "Will you stay, Sean?"

Sean opened his mouth, "I don't know. Can you stop thinking of me as the object of your sexual fantasies?"

"No, if the person in my mind is not you, I can't shoot." Hawkins said helplessly in a calm tone, "But I promise that when the bomb is dismantled, all I think of is the bomb."

Sean got up and went back to the dormitory.

When he closed the door, he suddenly felt that nothing had changed. He was still a member of Hawkins' team for the time being, and his responsibilities had not changed. Even Hawkins' "thoughts" about himself still existed, but he My heart doesn't seem so heavy anymore.

Even he himself didn't know why.

Falling into the bed, he just wanted to get on his stomach, but unexpectedly fell asleep.

Until someone knocked hard on his door and it was Rick's voice, "Sean! Sean! Get up - we have a mission!"

Sean rubbed his eyes before realizing that he had fallen asleep, "What's the matter... Didn't you say we won't be on duty today?"

"Okay, Scar's team can't handle it, we need our help!"

As soon as he heard that it was Scar, Sean jumped up from the bed, quickly put on his military uniform, opened the door, and found that Rick and Hawkins were already waiting for him there.

"Don't waste time." Hawkins' tone was still low and concise.

The three quickly got on the Humvee, and the car drove into the night scene of Baghdad.

No one can imagine that this city stationed by foreign troops is not desolate at night, with sporadic lights and some small bars where locals are still drinking beer.

The streetlights flicker and Rick starts stating what they're about to face.

At 02:30 in the evening, three trucks carrying military supplies passed through the streets on the edge of downtown Baghdad to enter the US military base, but they found something, that is, there seemed to be bombs planted on the edge of the road.The munitions trucks vibrate more than ordinary motor vehicles, and these bombs seem to be detonated by vibrations.The truck couldn't move forward, and at the same time didn't dare to go backwards, so all the materials had to be disassembled and transported back to the station in batches by detour.Scar's team was ordered to be on duty, but the tricky thing was that the bombs spread along the street for dozens of meters, and they couldn't be dismantled at once.

"It's amazing that the military deliverer can find the bomb." Sean said casually.

"I heard that a guy came down and wanted to solve it on the side of the road, but he found something like a wire, so he checked it. I bet, that brother's urine must have been held back." Rick shrugged his shoulders, But Sean found that his expression was very stiff.

"Don't be afraid of Rick, tonight will definitely not be our last night." Sean patted Rick, then glanced at Hawkins in the rearview mirror, his expression was hidden in the night, there was something It started to make Sean uneasy.

The car stopped at the corner of that street, and some soldiers stood guard there, including Snape and his technical soldiers of course.

Scar walked over in a blast suit.

Hawkins asked, "How's the situation?"

"In two hours, I only dismantled the vibration devices of three bombs, but there are at least twelve left here."

"Are they connected in parallel or in series?"

"Parallel, which means that if only one of the other explosions is dismantled, we will die. If one is missed and not dismantled, we will die too." Scar's breathing is heavy, "God, I hope the army will give me The pension is enough for my child’s milk powder.”

Hawkins turned around, came to the trunk of the Hummer, took out his toolbox, and walked towards the street.

"Hawkins!" Sean stopped him, "You're not wearing an explosion-proof suit!"

"You know the whole street is full of bombs. If it really explodes, I will definitely die wearing that thing." Hawkins said lightly.

"Hey, brother, you really have the guts." Scar pushed his back with his hands.

Sean sneered, yes, this is Hawkins.

"When you were my team member, remember your promise to me." Hawkins glanced at Sean, and then walked towards the cold street. Some lights in the surrounding houses were still on, and some people's heads were sticking out. Go out the window to see what's going on.