Special Forces Super System

“I see.” Ye Zeming said, and immediately turned on the phone to check the information.
What causes Spike to suffer from post-war trauma is not that Spike himself killed someone, but because he had to allow a young girl to be raped and killed by several hostile soldiers passing by in order to complete the mission.
But after all, Spike has been a veteran for many years. This incident actually only caused him to have a very mild sequelae of war trauma, which can be cured with a little treatment and rest, but he was favored by the army’s psychological counseling. With psychological induction, his condition worsened, leading to severe paranoia.
At that time, Emily had not been fired from the army, but according to the investigation, she had been stealing from the army the morphine used to anesthetize the wounded soldiers, and secretly selling it to addicts outside in exchange for extra money.
“Has paranoia been induced? This problem is not easy to solve…” Ye Zeming looked at the results of Emily’s interrogation and said to himself.
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Chapter 222: Ending the War
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The next night, a father wearing glasses led a little girl with two shofar braids home after supper, but the little girl seemed not satisfied, and was messing around with her father, arguing about what to eat. The father finally got a little impatient, and brutally pulled the little girl to stand upright, and began to scold her severely. The little girl pursed her mouth and opened her mouth to cry loudly.
“Shut up! It’s late, don’t disturb others’ rest!” The father said viciously, dragging the little girl towards the house. Although the little girl struggled desperately, she was still forced to walk towards the house.
But before walking a few steps, a black figure suddenly appeared from the trash can, strangled the father’s neckIn the middle of the night, the Alaskan harpoon pierced the father’s chest with a cold light in his hand.
At this moment, Spike’s face still had a lot of mud and looked dirty. The little girl screamed in fright, and immediately attracted Spike’s attention. He put down the saber in his hand, punched the father unconscious, then squatted down in front of the little girl, and said with a kind smile, “Hey! Don’t be afraid, what’s your name?”
Spike spoke English, which the girl couldn’t understand at all, but the kind smile on the other person’s face showed that he was harmless, so the little girl stopped crying, and looked at Spike with wide eyes, and didn’t care about it. say. Then he looked at his father who was knocked out on the ground. Called his name in Japanese.
“Don’t worry, he can’t hurt you.” Spike looked at the man beside him. He smiled and said, “Hey, did you know? I also have a daughter who is about your age. When this war is over, I can go back and find her.”
Spike spoke so intently that he didn’t notice that a man in a black suit and a mask was just behind the corner not far in front of him, with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the wall and listening to all this quietly.
“Delusion symptoms are very serious.” Ye Zeming thought to himself. In fact, Spike’s daughter is already twelve years old this year, and this girl is only seven years old at most. Spike’s memory probably still stays in his last war that year.
This situation of Spike is very rare. Due to the long-term torture of war trauma, he has been completely implanted into another world view under Emily’s hypnosis and drug induction, just like if a person is born with his parents Tell him that one plus one equals three, and he will always think so.
This deep-rooted concept cannot be broken in a short period of time, and Ye Zeming can only do so without violating this implanted world view. Induce him to break away from the long-term re-experience of the aftermath of the war, end this memory, and then slowly recover with the help of relatives and friends.
“Okay, let’s start work.” Ye Zeming tightened his gloves and muttered to himself. Just emerging from behind the corner, Spike’s face was almost pressed against his. With a fierce look on his face, the Alaskan harpoon in his hand stabbed him in the abdomen.
“Good guy!” Ye Zeming sighed secretly, reached out and grabbed Spike’s knife-holding wrist, and was forced by the other party’s strength to take a step back and stalemate.
“It’s you again…” Spike said, frowning. His veins popped up.
“That’s right, I’m here to end this war.” Ye Zeming replied flatly. Then with a force in his hand, he twisted Spike’s arm back, trying to free his knife. Spike yelled angrily, swung his elbow and hit Ye Zeming in the face. Ye Zeming raised his right arm to block it, but he was beaten back two steps.
The strength of this man is stronger than Ye Zeming has ever seen before, and Ye Zeming is very clear that this terrifying strength is not simply suppressed by physical conditions, but the strength that erupts from years of practice and using the most correct posture. In other words, it is Spike’s own combat experience.
For this man who has been involved in war for half his life, Ye Zeming’s experience is insignificant.
“How did you find me?” Spike asked, gasping for breath. He rushed forward and slashed at Ye Zeming’s neck with the long knife.
Ye Zeming paused, but did not answer. In fact, he found Spike based on the old blankets that Spike dug out from the trash can last night and the bento boxes thrown away by others. These traces were also hidden, but because it was only a temporary residence, they were not hidden too carefully, Ye Zeming I found it along the way where Spike rummaged through the trash.
“Those are irrelevant, as I said, I’m here to end this war.” Ye Zeming said lightly, then he became serious and rushed towards Spike. He raised his arms to grab Spike’s knife-holding arm and kicked him down on one knee, then jumped up on his thigh, and smashed his elbow heavily on Spike’s head.
Spike raised his free left arm to try to block the blow, and of course he was attacked by the blow. He fell backwards and rolled backwards, then got up, held the knife in both hands, and slammed into Ye Zeming’s arms .
Ye Zeming sideways dodged the blade and turned around, stretched out his hand to clamp Spike’s neck under his armpit, ran forward two steps along with his sprinting momentum, and then jumped up, using his own gravity and the force of this sprinting to press him down. Spike fell headlong to the ground.
Spike had to pull out his left hand to support the ground. Ye Zeming immediately grabbed his right hand holding the knife, his lower body rotated and caught Spike’s neck, and fixed his wrist holding the knife with a cross.
The two stalemate for a while, and Spike is still unwilling to let go of the Alaskan harpoon in his hand, but this knife is too threatening to Ye Zeming, even if he wants to break one of his arms, he has to disarm him.
“Ah!” Spike roared angrily, and unexpectedly forcibly lifted Ye Zeming up and threw him to the ground. You must know that the cross-bolt will almost completely fix the upper body of the person, and it takes amazing waist and leg strength to stand up.
Seeing that he was about to be thrown to the ground, Ye Zeming let go of Spike’s neck, landed on the ground and stood firm, then crossed Spike’s right arm with his left leg, clamped his arm with his leg, and then slammed it into his hand On the elbow joint, Spike couldn’t help letting go of the knife.
After the saber fell to the ground, Ye Zeming immediately raised his foot to kick the knife away, while Spike rushed straight up, pressed Ye Zeming’s shoulder and hit his face with a knee.
Ye Zeming held it with both hands, and slid back half a meter before stopping. At this time, Lao Mo reminded through the earphone: “Sir, you need to findThe people are all here, and they will arrive here in about an hour. ”
“Got it.” Ye Zeming pressed the headset, shook his numb hand, and said flatly, “Then it’s time to end this duel as soon as possible.”
Looking at Spike oncoming, Ye Zeming activated the bullet time, leaned back to avoid the opponent’s swinging punch, and then took advantage of the situation to kick him in a roundabout way. Because the upper body was lowered, this kick was directly kicked to the face with the back heel , it is the crocodile wagging tail that I stole from Agent 9 of Spades.
Spike raised his arms to block the kick, and immediately staggered two steps to the side, almost falling to the ground, but soon stabilized, launched a counterattack at Ye Zeming, turned his body, and drove his elbow to hit Ye Zeming hard. Ye Zeming’s face.
At this time, Ye Zeming’s bullet time was not over yet, so he took a quick step back to dodge, and then rushed into Spike’s arms before his turning momentum was exhausted, and grabbed his shoulders with his hands interlaced.
A faint smile appeared under Ye Zeming’s mask, and he swept Spike’s ankles with his feet. Taking advantage of the loss of balance under his feet, he threw Spike out of the top of his head with both hands. Tai Chi shot out and pushed on Spike’s chest. Spike snorted, fell to the ground and rolled out for a few laps before stopping, and stood up again.
“It’s really durable…” Ye Zeming couldn’t help sighing, but Spike spit out a mouthful of blood before he could stand still, obviously Ye Zeming did cause some damage to him in the few attacks just now.
What sustains him is his firm will.
Having lost his favorite weapon and suffered heavy injuries, Spike is no longer afraid of Ye Zeming at this moment. Ye Zeming dodged the shaking Spike’s fist, rushed to Spike’s face like lightning, pressed his shoulders, jumped up, landed behind Spike, and then kicked him on the crook of the leg, taking advantage of Spike knelt down on one knee and pressed him to the ground.
“It’s over, soldier…you are captured.” Ye Zeming said coldly, twisting Spike’s arms behind his back, and then handcuffed him. The sound of the propeller sounded from a distance at the right time. Ye Zeming secretly sighed, “The time is just right”, and then smiled at Spike: “I want to make a deal with you and your country.”
“No! I won’t drag down my country even if I die! You’d better kill… Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu my death…’ To prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide, he breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, clapped his hands angrily and said, “You will thank me in a few months.”
After Ye Zeming gave an order in the earphone, Xiuyi and Zhongsheng immediately came with their hands from the outskirts of the town, escorted the handcuffed Spike to the cell, and temporarily locked him up. In order to prevent Spike from escaping or committing suicide, Ye Zeming personally watched him in the cell, waiting for the arrival of the helicopter.
“This scene is almost the last point, don’t make any mistakes.” Ye Zeming muttered to himself, while Spike was tied to a metal chair, his hands, feet and mouth were bound, but he was still screaming. Trying to struggle, his expression was a little crazy.
“You just don’t want to give up, right?” Ye Zeming asked calmly as he watched Spike struggle. And then Spike actually forcibly lifted the armrest of the chair, stood up and roared and rushed towards Ye Zeming!
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