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Chapter 2358 Nightmare

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    Lin Rui took a nap in the passenger seat, still unable to escape from the nightmare.  His mind was messily intertwined with the beautiful scenery of the small mountain village and the helpless struggles of his comrades dying.  The real battlefield is a battlefield where the enemy and the enemy are clearly distinguished, and life and death are clearly defined.  At the beginning of the action, your only goal is to kill your opponent, otherwise you will be killed.  The whistling bullets splash overhead, and you can feel the burning heat they emit, like an old-fashioned fluorescent lamp shining on your bare head.

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

    That face, Lin Rui will never forget those ferocious, helpless and desperate faces.  These were the enemies he had killed before. They had strangled his neck so arrogantly just now, trying to kill him, but now they were as limp as a pile of mud.  Their hands and feet twitched and twitched, and suddenly they froze.

    The ferocious and ferocious expression on his face slowly faded, and fear and despair gradually spread.  Fear, the only expression that such a face shows when dying is also fear. People's fear of death comes from the association of death.  Perhaps when they were dying, they thought of the burning of hell fire, so his face changed its shape due to fear, and the spread of facial features actually showed a hint of humor.

    The eyes of the dead, those eyes that were bigger than copper bells, and that blank look were deeply engraved 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 Eyes turned his head while driving.  I noticed that the expression on the young captain's face was not right, so I couldn't help but ask.

    "Oh, I'm fine." Lin Rui woke up.

    "Are you having nightmares again?" Snake Eyes looked at him and asked.

    "Yes." Lin Rui smiled bitterly.

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

    Snake Eyes comforted Lin Rui with his own practical experience.  He smiled and talked about the first time he participated in the operation. He heard the deafening gunshots and explosions, and his whole body was shaking so much that he almost couldn't hold the gun in his hand. A short gun requires the strength of two hands.  Afterwards, he shivered and curled up into a ball.

    A kind of panic, fear and trembling that makes people feel the same.  For a long time after that, he could not get rid of this curled up image from his mind.  Even though Snake Eyes was a Texan who grew up playing with guns, shooting and killing someone for the first time was still a major event in his life.

    Crazy Horse sat in the seat next to them, recalling his first action.  It was when he was still in the US military that he was ordered to rescue a hostage held by extremists.  After the two sides exchanged fire, they could handle it at first.  Gradually, the roar of gunfire made his mind go numb.  Every turn to shoot became very difficult, and the brain could no longer control the body's actions.  The brain nerves are intertwined in chaos.

    Fortunately, the second lieutenant was there that time, and that bastard was on the side giving him orders and directing his actions like a puppet.  Crazy Horse, on the other hand, carried out his orders mechanically, his brain no longer functioning.  Afterwards, the same second lieutenant came over, patted him on the shoulder and said to him: "It's okay, this is normal. Everyone has moments of weakness. But if you want to survive, you have to be a tough guy. On the battlefield, millions of people  Don¡¯t be a hero, but be a tough guy.¡±

    Hearing these words that Crazy Horse once said again today, Lin Rui still felt very ridiculed. He couldn't help but glance at Crazy Horse.

    "That's perfectly normal, Yankee. I was just like you back then, but your second lieutenant was a good teacher. Don't be ashamed of it. We're all the same, it's human nature. No one will laugh at you, if anyone  If you do that, it only shows his ignorance. German, how did you feel about killing someone for the first time?" Sergey shrugged and turned to ask the sausage next to him.

    "Of course, sir. In fact, I can't figure out how I feel. Shootings and killings are very scary, but they are not completely like this. I can't explain clearly." Sausage thought for a while.

    ¡°But it¡¯s exciting at the same time, isn¡¯t it?¡± Sergey scoffed.

    "Maybe, I don't know." The sausage couldn't tell.

    Lin Rui nodded, "This is the characteristic of this job. Our task is to kill the enemy and protect witnesses. This is our job. At the beginning, you will feel very uncomfortable. The roaring flying above your head  Bullets and explosions that may occur at any time make you feel at a loss. You can't even hold the gun steady, let alone aim and fire. Sometimes you willYou find that the knowledge you have learned is of no use at all. Everything has to start from scratch and you have to explore everything by yourself.

    Of course you have to be smart, otherwise, if you go to see God before you have figured it out, of course it won¡¯t work.  So you begin to gradually adapt, and you can find your direction in a hail of bullets, and you have a keen sense of smell. You can immediately find hidden enemies, use various means to kill them, and protect yourself and your teammates.  This means you are starting to get on the right track.

    You will continue to get exercise through practice again and again, and sum up a variety of rich experiences.  Over time, you will develop a dependence on this work, like an addiction.  When you have a job, you feel excited and energetic.  Performing tasks is no longer a job or a burden for you, but an essential part of your life, just like washing your face and brushing your teeth after getting up every day, as natural and essential.

    The excitement that work brings to you cannot be compared or replaced by anything else.  In the smoke-filled battle, you will feel like an indomitable hero and a conqueror.  Nothing can bring you as much joy as this pleasure, and it's hard to break this addiction.  You have to work constantly, kill people, save people, and make careful action plans. Only in the process of doing these things can you truly feel the meaning of life.  "

    Sausage nodded in understanding.

    "Don't worry, young man, you have just started. You will gradually experience it in the future." Crazy Horse patted him on the shoulder.  "Professional mercenaries are a long learning process. In fact, including Rick, even we are still students. So we often still have dreams, a lot of nightmares. It makes people painful, but also makes people grow."

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