Battlefield Contractor

Lin Rui took a nap in the co-pilot's seat, still unable to get out of the nightmare. His mind was intertwined with the beautiful scenery of the mountain village and the helpless struggle of his comrades when they were dying. The real battlefield is a battlefield where the enemy and the enemy are clear, life and death are clear. At the beginning of the action, your only goal is to kill the opponent, otherwise you will be killed. The howling bullets splashed above your head, and you can feel the heat they emit, like an old-fashioned fluorescent lamp shining on your bald head.

The fluttering shrapnel makes you confused. There are explosive traps on the front, back, left and right. There is no way to go, nowhere to escape. Thinking of this, Lin Rui in his sleep couldn't help but shook his head in pain, as if to shake off all this. When he sat upright again, the smoke-filled scene slowly receded, but another terrifying picture gradually became clear.

That face, Lin Rui would never forget those hideous, helpless, and desperate faces. This was the enemy he had killed. They just arrogantly pinched his neck and tried to kill him, but now they are limp as a pile of mud. Their hands and feet kept twitching and convulsing, and suddenly they froze.

The ferocious expression on his face slowly faded, and the fear and despair gradually spread. Fear, the only expression on such a face when it is dying is also fear. People's fear of death stems from the association of death. Maybe they thought of the burning of **** fire when they were dying, so his face changed shape due to fear, and the spreading features showed a hint of comicality.

The eyes of those deceased, those eyes that were bigger than Tongling, the blank look in Lin Rui's mind. At this moment, they seemed to be right in front of him, so close, so close...

"Rick, are you okay?" Snake Eye drove the car and turned his head. Seeing that the expression on the young captain's face was not right, he couldn't help asking.

"Oh, I'm fine." Lin Rui came to his senses.

"Have a nightmare again?" Snake Eye looked at him.

"Yes." Lin Rui gave a wry smile.

"It doesn't matter. It's normal to have nightmares. There is nothing to worry about. The scary thing is getting used to nightmares." Snake Eye shook his head.

Snake Eye comforted Lin Rui with his own practical experience. He smiled and talked about the first time he took part in the action, he heard deafening gunfire and explosions, and trembling almost couldn't hold the gun in his hand. A short gun needed the power of two hands. Afterwards, she curled her body into a ball tremblingly.

This kind of horror, fear, and tremor is empathetic. For a long time after that, he couldn't delete the curly image from his mind. Even though Snake Eye was a Texan who had been playing with guns since he was a child, the first time he shot and killed was still a major event in his life.

Crazy Horse sat in the seats near them, recalling his first action. That was when he was still in the US military, and he was ordered to rescue a hostage held by extremists. After the two sides exchanged fire, they were able to cope at first. Gradually, the roar of gunfire shook his mind. Every time you turn around and shoot, it becomes very difficult, and the brain can no longer dominate the actions of the body. The brain nerves are intertwined in a mess.

Fortunately, the ensign was there, and the **** gave him orders like a puppet to direct his actions. And Crazy Horse mechanically executes his orders, and the brain no longer functions. Afterwards, the second lieutenant came over and patted him on the shoulder and said to him: "It's okay, it's normal. Everyone has times of weakness. But if you want to survive, you have to be a tough guy. Tens of thousands on the battlefield. Don't be a hero, but be a tough guy."

Today, when he heard the words Crazy Horse once said, Lin Rui still felt very ridiculed. He couldn't help but glance at Crazy Horse.

"This is quite normal, Yankee. I was just like you at the beginning, but your second lieutenant was a good teacher. Don’t be ashamed of this. We are all the same, it’s human nature. No one will laugh at you, if anyone If you do that, it can only show that he is ignorant. German, how did you feel about killing someone for the first time?" Sergey shrugged and turned to ask the sausage beside him.

"Of course, sir. In fact, I don't know how I feel. Gunfights and killings are very scary, but it's not exactly the case. I can't tell." Sausage thought for a while.

"But it's exciting at the same time, isn't it?" Sergey mocked.

"Maybe it is, I don't know." Sausage was a little unspeakable.

Lin Rui nodded, "This is the characteristic of this job. Our task is to kill the enemy and protect the witnesses. This is our job. At the beginning, you will feel very uncomfortable. Howling flying over your head Bullets, explosions that can happen at any time, make you feel at a loss. You can’t even hold the gun, let alone aim and fire. Sometimes you will find that the knowledge you have learned is not useful at all, everything is necessary Starting from the beginning, everything has to be explored by yourself.

Of course you have to be smart, otherwise, you will go to see God before you feel it clearly, which of course will not work. So you begin to adapt gradually, you can find the direction even in the rain of bullets, and have a keen sense of smell, you can immediately spot hidden enemies, take various measures to kill the enemies, and protect yourself and your teammates. This shows that you are on the right track.

You will continue to get exercise in practice again and again, sum up a variety of rich experience. Later, you will have a sense of dependence on this job, just like an addiction. You will feel excited and energetic when you have a job. Performing tasks is no longer a job or a burden for you, but an indispensable part of your life. It is as natural and essential as washing your face and teeth every day after getting up.

The excitement that work brings you is unmatched and replaced by anything else. In the smoke-filled battle, you will feel that you are an upright hero and a conqueror. Nothing brings you the joy that can compare with this kind of pleasure, it is difficult to quit the addiction. You must continue to work, kill and save people, and formulate a careful plan of action. Only in the process of doing these things can you truly feel the meaning of life. "