Bomb Disposal Elite

"If you don't like me to defuse the bomb, I'll let the little robot do it." Hawkins whispered in Sean's ear.

Sean smiled and put his palm on the back of Hawkins' head.

"If it has to be manually disassembled or detonated, I promise I'll wear an explosion-proof suit."

"I will definitely come back when I encounter a bomb that cannot be dismantled." Hawkins' voice was still cold, but there was a little bit of grievance, which made Sean a little dumbfounded.

"I promise to do nothing when you don't want to have sex with me, but kisses and hugs don't count."

Sean laughed. At least these promises, he believed Hawkins made to him, not to White.

"Okay, let's go to the restaurant to buy some breakfast and go on a mission." Sean lightly drove Hawkins away.

The other party looked at him and smiled, pure and without conceit or arrogance, "Sean, our team's rotation starts at [-]:[-] in the afternoon."

Hawkins' smile made Sean stunned. He rarely saw him smile, but every time he showed a smile, people couldn't take their eyes off.

"Then go back and continue to sleep." Sean turned his head and pointed at him with a toothbrush, "But you go back to your dormitory, I will sleep in my own bed."

But Hawkins finally went to Sean's dormitory and lay down on Sean's bed.

"What's wrong with you recently? Why do you have to lie here with me?" Sean sat on the edge of the bed, a little puzzled.

"Because I like your smell, and... I had nightmares and you'd shake me awake." Hawkins pulled Sean off and put his arms around him.

"Haukins, I can help you wake up from your nightmare, but..." I have no ability to shake you up.

"but what?"

"But you'd better not have nightmares, then I'll beat you up if I wake up." Sean arched him and closed his eyes.

In the next few days, Hawkins really did as he promised Sean, when encountering bombs, he would send a small robot out to deal with them. If it was impossible, he would wear an explosion-proof suit to go to the explosives, and he was no longer as silent as before. Instead, I will be in touch with Sean.

"Enter the 100-meter zone."

"Enter 50 meters."

"Enter 25m DeadZone."

Sean also guarded him very carefully. The whole process of detonating bombs was still tense, making people breathe heavily.

Jill leaned against a wall, and while observing the surrounding situation, he spoke to Sean, "My dear, our Hodgins has finally complied with the EOD rules."

"Why, aren't you used to it?" Sean held his gun and observed the surrounding buildings through the scope.

"I was thinking maybe we'd make it through the next eleven days."

"Okay, I'll ask you to pick up girls when I get back to the United States." In Sean's mind, there was a picture of Hawkins dismantling the detonator, and every line he cut seemed to be a chain wrapped around his heart.

"The detonator has been disassembled." Hawkins' voice came over, watching him walk back to the safe area, Sean and Jill exhaled at the same time.

Just as they disassembled all the instruments and put them back in the Humvee, and Hawkins took off the explosion-proof suit, his cell phone rang.

Sean and Jill looked over together, and Hawkins was obviously taken aback when he connected the phone.

He stood there and looked around, Sean rarely saw such obvious emotional ups and downs on his face.

"I really didn't expect that you would first use a robot like a good boy, and then put on an explosion-proof suit to dismantle the bomb one by one."

The voice on the phone made Hawkins' fingers holding the phone turn white, and Sean suddenly realized that the caller must be Montero James!

"You've been watching me." Hawkins' voice was below freezing.

"Yeah, because it's exciting to have a bomb designed for you. Unfortunately, I don't like Haven Hawkins who follows all the EOD regulations."

"That's much better than you coward who's been hiding."

Sean held his gun and stared at everyone around him with wide eyes.Montero is a man of Arab and American descent, and Sean tries to find him among these people!

But there are too many, every walking figure, every onlooker standing still... He doesn't even know Montero's age.

"What's wrong? Sean?" Jill also understood what Sean was looking for.

"Jill, did you see an Arab-American man?" Sean's finger was on the trigger, ready.

"Are you kidding?" Jill also raised the gun and looked around through the scope, but they all knew that this was tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Hawkins was still holding the phone, and the voice of the other party was full of a smile, "Don't I be a coward if I don't hide and stand in front of you? In that case, the game between us will be over. And even if I What's the point of standing in front of you? Are we going to have a duel like cowboys who can draw their guns faster?"

"There's no game between us," Hawkins replied.

"Well, well, your rotation is coming to an end, and Baghdad is getting a bit boring for me. Next time, if you still can't defuse my bomb, old friend, you won't find me in Baghdad again. .”

After speaking, the phone hung up.

Sean was still looking for it with his gun raised, and retreated to Hawkins' side step by step, "What did he say?"

"He's leaving Baghdad soon, and if I don't defuse his next bomb, I'll lose my lead." Hawkins reached out, put the gun down for Sean, and leaned lightly on his back.

Sean looked at the distant sky, "Is chasing Montero your only goal?"

"I can't bear that he is still alive in this world."

Sean couldn't see Hawkins' expression because he couldn't see it, and even he didn't understand what it was because of the pain in his heart.

When they returned to the camp, Sean walked to the door of his room and saw a piece of paper stuck in the crack of the door.

Opening it, it was a message from Andrew to him.

Sean, by the time you come back, I've already been on a mission, this time the mission will take a week or more.I know about your relationship with Howkins, but I don't want to give up on you.

Lowering his head and smiling slightly, Sean squeezed the note into his palm.

Thank you Andrew, but many times we have to let go of what we want to hold on to.

In the following week, Hawkins would have dinner with Sean every day, and would also come to Sean's room to sleep together. Sean did not drive him away, but only occasionally joked: "Why don't you just leave you alone?" The bed can be moved in."

"Okay." I didn't expect that Hawkins really planned to do this just by saying something casually, which shocked Sean.

"Hey, don't you really do that! If you bring the bed, I'll go...sleep with Scar and Snape!"

"Then I won't move." Hawkins buried his head on Sean's neck. He would kiss Sean often, sometimes suddenly and hard, which caught people off guard, and sometimes softly and affectionately.

Sean knew that Hawkins was uneasy, and this uneasiness came from Montero James.

The days are still like walking a tightrope, swaying step by step towards the end.

Until one day, they completed the detonation mission in the suburbs and just returned to the urban area, they received the mission.

A local woman, dressed in black, sat in a car in front of a small shop.

The local security forces have already cleared the scene, and many people outside the safe area are watching.

The woman's eyes could be seen through the windshield, tears of terror were pouring down, her hands seemed to be holding the steering wheel very hard, and the arc of her wrist trembling was quite large.

Hawkins got out of the car, Sean and Jill looked around with their guns in hand.

"Is the bomb in that car?" Howkins walked towards the person in charge of the scene, a captain of the armored company.

"Yes, a pressure bomb." The captain raised his hand, and a young man walked towards them. It was Eric, the translator.

"Hello, Hawkins." Eric raised his glasses, "We originally wanted to call other teams, but the woman in the car said that a man of white blood had kidnapped her child, Force her to sit in this car. Then tell her that there is a bomb under the seat cushion, and she cannot get up casually. Once the bomb cannot feel the pressure, it will explode. And the man said, you must dismantle the bomb, no matter the bomb Whether the dismantling is successful or not, he will put the child back. But if it is another EOD team, he will not hesitate to kill the child and expose his body to the wilderness."

Hawkins' expression was very calm. When he heard the news, he just said to Sean: "Put on the explosion-proof suit for me."

Sean was shocked. He had an intuition that if this bomb was designed by Montero, then it would be more than just a pressure bomb.

After tidying up all the connections for him and pressing down the mask, Sean checked his communicator one last time.

"Hawkins, can you hear me?"

"I heard it very clearly." Howkins nodded.

Sean said, "Remember to come back."

The other party turned and walked towards the car.

100 meters, 50 meters, 25 meters, every step Hawkins left made Sean tense.

With a gun in his hand, he watched every face, and he couldn't let go of everyone's expressions.

Hawkins came to the window, opened the mask, and said to the woman in Kurdish: "I am Hawkins, and I will try my best to defuse this bomb. No matter what I tell you, you must obey."

The woman nodded, her jaw trembling, which prevented her from speaking fully.

Hawkins checked the door, opened it carefully, lay down, and saw the bomb under the seat.