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    Maybe self-mutilation is a very crazy method, but it is the only effective method for me.  What started out as a way to suppress the pain of drug addiction later became a prescription for suppressing even more suffocating thoughts.

    The doctor looked at my skilled suturing skills and shook his head and said, "You are so skilled! It makes me a little scared."

    "I'm fine!" He wiped away the blood and tried to pull down his sleeve, but was stopped by the doctor.  Ignoring my objections, he injected me with antibiotics and heavily bandaged the wound before admitting that the wound was taken care of and turning around to leave.  On the way, the captain stopped me and asked me something. The doctor turned around and looked at me sympathetically, then shook his head helplessly and pulled the captain towards the hiding place.  The others went back after seeing that the matter was settled, only Tang Guanjie and the butcher stayed.

    "Don't get infected!" The butcher scratched his nose and found one of the few words of comfort from his life dictionary: "Besides

    Find a place with fewer flies and cut the knife.  "

    "Thank you!" I pulled my headscarf, and suddenly too many flies flew up, making a loud "buzz" sound.  The butcher nodded and walked back to the lounge, clearly following his usual style.

    Everyone is gone!  I put a piece of tobacco in my mouth and leaned back against the wall, feeling the burning pain of the wound. The clear and constant rhythm beat like a pulse, giving people a feeling of abundant life and making me sure that there was still something inside my empty body.  inside.

    "Wouldn't it hurt to do that?" Tang Guanjionoyo's voice was full of curiosity and excitement after being frightened: "Why?"

    I slowly opened my eyes and looked at the young man who was slowly approaching me: "Boy! When you grow up, you will know that some things cause far more pain than flesh wounds."

    "You harmed yourself in order to suppress your psychological pain?" Tang Guanjie's youth does not mean he is ignorant. When he heard what I said, he immediately understood what I was referring to. He opened his eyes wide and said with an inexplicable light: "I thought this was just a fiction in the novel. ool!"

    ha!  ha!  ha!  ha!  I laughed silently in my heart.  If it weren't for the fact that he is young and ignorant, I would really want to slap this idiot who doesn't know how to feel.  Finally, after taking two more breaths of air conditioning, I suppressed this idea.  The ignorant are fearless!

    "Thenthatwhat does it feel like?" Tang Guanjie came over and sat next to me and after saying this, he realized that my position was so smelly and he twitched his nose unconsciously.

    I turned my head and looked at him coldly, hoping that this guy would quit and stop bothering me.  But this guy didn't know anything about it, and he was waiting for my answer with great interest.

    "Okay!" I finally could only throw up my hands and admit defeat.  Oh shit!  There are really three hundred and sixty lines, and every line has a white purpose.

    "What does it feel like?" Tang Guanjie rubbed his hands. If he had a notepad in his hand, it would be with Jie Li.  Miles, that female reporter, is so virtuous.

    "It's like drinking two liters of lead juice." I thought for a while and then came up with the most cruel death penalty that I could think of.

    "DM!" Tang Guanjie felt his throat as he heard it, as if lead juice was flowing through it: "Is it really so scary?"

    "Go back to the house!" Seeing his unimaginable look, I shook my head and waved him away: "Leave me alone."

    "I'm not a child anymore!" Tang Guanjie could see my levity: "I want to know this. Maybe I can learn some life lessons from it!"

    "Life experience?" I was stunned: "From me? Ha! Ha! Ha!!"

    This time I really laughed out loud, and I didn¡¯t care about exposing my position or anything.  Looking at this handsome-looking boy, I was originally unwilling to get too involved with him, because a novice like him could be killed at any time.  The less you know, the less you care!

    This kind of rigid approach to emotional life keeps our minds strong and isolates ourselves from society.  Sometimes I feel so pathetic when I think about it!  The people close to me are all guys who are walking on the edge of the knife's edge. Watching them die one by one, I obviously feel that my world is getting smaller and smaller, like a prisoner locked in a cell with gradually narrowing walls.  In the end, there was only room for two feet, and no matter how exhausted I was, I couldn't squat down.

    "What's wrong?" Tang Guanjie looked at me puzzled.

    "Life experience? If I had good life experience, would I have reached this point?" After laughing, I stood up with my gun in my arms and moved from my current position to the next duty position.

    "The lessons of your failure can serve as a wake-up call for others!" Tang Guanjie looked at the safe factory area and the sentries on duty in the foxholes in the distance, and was quite disdainful of my caution.

    "My failure experience?" I thought for a while: "Don't hang out with gun-toting ghosts, they will destroy everything for you."

    "But" Tang Guanjie looked at me and the gun in his own hand, andLooking at the "iron guy" standing next to the other people whispering in the dark room behind me, I didn't know how to respond. Seeing that I stopped paying attention to him, I had no choice but to turn around and go back to the house.

    ¡°Don¡¯t think that just because you are a man, you can bear everything!¡± I thought about it again and again and finally turned around and whispered to his background.

    "What?" Maybe my voice was too low and Tang Guanjie didn't hear it clearly, but he felt that I was speaking to him and he quickly turned around and asked for fear of missing something.

    "It's nothing?" I regretted what I just said, feeling a little frustrated. This guy didn't hear me clearly, but I was relieved and quickly waved to indicate it didn't matter.

    "Don't think that you can bear everything as a man?" Tang Guanjie walked away with a look of doubt on his face.  Sitting in the new alert position, I couldn't help but repeat what I just said to myself: "Damn it! Xingtian, you are weak! Haha!"

    Apart from shaking my head and smiling self-deprecatingly, I don¡¯t know how to deal with this realization.  There was a stinging pain on the arm. It seemed that the incision made this time was a bit too big. Maybe I should pay more attention to the force next time. Injuring the muscle bundle will affect the function of the fingers.

    Sitting on the steps, I looked at the colorful pictures shaking on the display screen in my goggles. It was some Iraqi scouts who were detecting here.  Through cameras and thermal sensors installed at several high points, I can monitor the entire factory area and even the wilderness beyond without showing up.  The American soldiers stationed in foxholes outside were my best cover.  I don't know why these people just watched and didn't attack.  Perhaps it was because of the disguised journalists who appeared nearby in the past two days. Perhaps Saddam was worried that if these small actions under the table were exposed to the world, they would attract US troops to enter the country in advance.

    Suddenly, my headset suddenly vibrated, but a solid gray item bar in the multi-window on the goggles display automatically zoomed into the foreground, and an indecipherable undulating image appeared on the gray background above.  This was after discovering that the other party had high-tech means of hiding infrared heat energy detection.  Genius used a military plane to deliver me a battlefield magnetic warning detector by express delivery.  Was in hoey

    The simplified version that has been seen in the laboratory is still an immature semi-finished product in the scientific research stage.  Scale from a device the size of a room to the size of a backpack.  The proportion of volume reduction is directly proportional to the loss of function. Although we cannot give us clear data to distinguish the types of intruding organisms, as long as they are alive, they can sense the biological magnetic field.  Something is better than nothing!

    "There is a creature sneaking in!" I don't specify people because animals such as wolves, wild dogs and hares are all over the wild. In the previous two times, wild dogs broke in and accidentally triggered the alarm.

    "Destroy after confirmation!" The captain's order didn't pay much attention to this discovery, but the small discussion in the unlit room in the distance disappeared. At the same time, I noticed that the gray figure suddenly stopped and froze in the center of the screen.

    This attracted my attention. Ordinary wild animals will not affect their actions just because the sound of low discussion disappears.  What affects them more is the change of light and shadow.  It's not a good sign if this guy is alert to such subtle changes from such a distance.

    ¡°Something¡¯s not right!¡± Since my throat was injured and I installed a pickup device that is more sensitive than a throat microphone, I no longer need to open my mouth to speak.  Before he finished speaking, the gray figure had already turned around and fled back the way it came.  Giving up foraging behavior for no reason is definitely not the habit of wild animals.

    "Bang!" A flare hit the ground in the direction of the gray figure's escape.  The dazzling light rolling across the ground neither revealed to outsiders the fact that the factory was occupied, but also helped everyone find the intruder.  A soldier wrapped in gray and black cloth holding a gun was running towards the badly damaged low fence.  As soon as I set up the gun and aimed it at the man's vest, the man had already opened and cut the subway wire mesh and was about to lean over to pass through. After crossing the dirt steps behind, it was a downhill slope, and he would no longer be found.

    "Sleshot!" I had no time to adjust and prepare to kill it with one shot.

    "Don't!" Pioneer's voice flashed simultaneously with a burst of electric sparks. As soon as the gray-black infiltrator's hand touched the metal mesh, it was bounced away as if hit by a car. He fell on his back and fell into the dust without moving.  Then a figure jumped out from the darkness. Instead of running towards the intruder, he kicked up the loess to completely cover the light of the flare.  The factory area has just returned to darkness.  The silver afterimage of the flare still remained in his eyes.  Several slight cracks in the air sounded in the air, and the sound of metal scraping showed that a sniper was shooting at the infiltrator's position from a distance.  If the flare hadn't been covered up, both the infiltrator and the brother who rushed to arrest him would have been "suspended"!

    The air through which the bullets glide exudes a faint heat, and several faint marks can be seen on the highly sensitive ballistic tracker pointing to the gunman's shooting position.  Although I was mentally prepared that the shooter had moved away, I quickly fired a few shots in that direction and thenMove your position quickly, and at the same time, other shooters shooting in the dark will fire at the same time, buying some time for the brothers below who are arresting people.

    The guy on the other side¡¯s counterattack is not without aim.  The gunshot hit the place where I was just now. If I hadn't run so fast, I would have been seriously injured.  Both sides were afraid of exposing themselves, and the muzzles of their guns were all equipped with silencer and flame-clearing devices. In the dark night, except for the crisp sound of hammer impact and the sharp sound of bullets breaking through the air, it seemed that there was a blind-line firefight taking place here.

    "Caught someone alive!" The Pioneer dragged a "statue" in disgrace and climbed over the corner into a safe location, where the butcher and the others were already waiting.  Several people came up and tore off all the belongings from this guy.  Open your mouth to check for anything suicidal.  I am afraid that the duck that is not easy to catch alive will fly away if I am not careful and cook it again.

    "Hey! Why are you repairing the generator? The flushing toilet should be the priority, right?" The butcher pulled out the metal poison sacs stuck on the gums of some people.  The werewolf took out another one from the collars of some people, and at the same time pulled the dog tags off their necks and threw them away.

    The leader of the latest chapter of Chaos: Crossing the Otherworld.  Then he found a few bugs from the equipment, threw them on the ground and crushed them to pieces.

    "Double insurance! So dedicated!" The captain looked at the guy who was so shocked that he couldn't even close his teeth.  Let the werewolf wipe away the mud stuck on his face, and when the mud is wiped away, a face that looks like a mixed-race Arab appears in everyone's eyes.

    "They are not attacking!" The subtle gunfire gradually stopped, and the assassin's voice appeared on the radio.

    "Wake him up!" The captain glanced at the smiling butcher, rolled his eyes at him, and turned his face to signal the doctor.

    "Oh!" The doctor who had been feeling the man's pulse first gave the man an injection in the face and then began to perform cardiac resuscitation. After a while, the man woke up.  At first, his eyes were just looking around at us in confusion. After a while, his eyes suddenly widened as if he was awakened by someone. He struggled to sit up, but as soon as he stood up, his eyes rolled back.  Fainted.

    The doctor on the side saw that he fainted again, so he fumbled in his pocket for a moment and took out an epinephrine injection and injected it into him.  Then the heart compression was performed again, and it took a lot of effort to wake the man up again, but this time he woke up with a very clear mind, and his first action was to lick his gums with his tongue.

    "Here -" The butcher held Xing's poison sac and waved it in front of the man's eyes. The man immediately stopped trying. When he saw that his clothes were stripped down to only his underwear, he gave up all his efforts.  .

    "Don't chew your tongue! We have injected you with a muscle relaxant, which will not affect your speech. But if you want to commit suicide, the most you can do is bite the skin of your tongue. It will only increase the pain." The doctor saw a squirming movement in his mouth from the side.  I warned him right away, but I was still a step too late. A line of blood ran down the corner of the person's mouth. Looking at the dark color, my broken tongue throbbed for no reason.

    "You can try again." The captain said as he turned around, and motioned for Big Bear to bring this guy into the house: "If it still fails, I hope you can be mentally prepared. Second Lieutenant Abdullah."

    "I didn't expect this guy to be as stupid as you! Cheating? Behind the times!" When we entered the house, the butcher shook his head and came over. His words caused my tongue to twitch again and my saliva to overflow all over my mouth.

    "Hi!" I gritted my teeth and squeezed out the saliva from the gap between my front teeth, and swallowed a piece of the butcher's pants in response.

    "Damn! Ghoul! You are getting more and more disgusting!" The butcher jumped back but did not avoid my saliva. He looked at the wet stain on his leg and cursed me with disgust.

    "Ahem!" Hearing his curse, I turned my face to him again and cleared my throat, pouting. Before I could launch, the butcher had already shut up and ran away.

    "Is there anything you need to prepare?" the captain asked in a low voice, looking at the young man kneeling in front of him.  After seeing that he just stared at her and didn't respond.  Then he said to the devil beside him: "Then let's get started!"

    The devil pulled the car battery used as a power source from the side and tore off the wire coverings on the two poles to expose the copper core inside. When I saw this, my wrists were itching like ants crawling, and my nerves felt severe pain when the current passed through them. It seemed that it was  It was as painful as being electrocuted.

    "You'd better go out and have a cigarette!" The doctor saw that I didn't look right, and quickly understood what was going on. He leaned into my ear and whispered, "It's not a good experience to repeat."

    "It's okay!" I swallowed my saliva and shook my head and said weakly. In fact, I also wanted to go out.  There was even sweat flowing down his temples, but when he looked at the butcher's sneer eyes above him, there was a fire in his chest that suppressed his flinching.

    "Psychological trauma will manifest itself in the body, and it cannot be eliminated by just having the courage to face it!" The doctor looked at me when he looked at the butcher and understood the reason why I didn't go out.?: "Don't let yourself suffer in vain! You've already suffered enough!"

    "It doesn't matter! I will get out when I can't bear it anymore. Besides, pain can stimulate the rebirth of courage." I pushed the doctor towards the prisoner: "He needs you more than me now."

    "You're not going out!" The doctor looked at my determination and had no choice but to give up trying to persuade me, but I heard what he muttered when he turned his head.

    Small current causes big damage!  Key points of electrocution interrogation.  I know this very well.  The devil connected two electric wires to the man's temples on both sides and turned on the current switch.  A sharp pain struck my brain from nowhere.  Then it spread to the whole body, causing muscles to become weak and I almost fell to the ground with my legs. Fortunately, the tall and strong figure of the big bear behind me supported me so that I was not embarrassed.

    Electric shock!  This feeling is what has haunted me in my late night nightmares for a year.  Damn it!  It turns out to be exactly the same.  Even more painful!

    Every time the electric current passed through the body of the prisoner in front of me and struck him into a bow shape, I stood in the crowd and experienced the same inhuman torture. After a few moments, I lost the ability to move, and my scalp throbbed like a fire.  He could barely stay upright with the support of the big bear and the butcher beside him, let alone escape from the house.

    "Stop! He can't bear it anymore!" The doctor observed the prisoner's physical performance and said after seeing that his pupils were dilated and he might die suddenly.  His words were like a lifeline that rescued me from spiritual drowning.

    "Not bad! At least I didn't wet my pants!" The butcher let go of me.  The difference between repeated mental experiences and physical injuries is that there is no real trauma.  Recovery is very fast after stimulation.  Although the heartbeat and breathing still had not returned to normal, the pain miraculously disappeared the moment the devil's finger left the button.

    After a while of tossing, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief and left the incontinent prison cell on the ground. I stood there with my gun on the ground, thinking about whether to go out and escape. It was too painful.  Suddenly, the prisoner on the ground bounced off the ground with a "pop!" sound like a freshly dehydrated prawn, and then continued to curl his body back and forth like a caterpillar falling from a tree.

    I watched the guy twitching on the ground and thought he was having a stroke.  But when the demon blocking the view moved away, I saw that it was the butcher who stepped on the current switch with his foot. When the butcher saw that I noticed his action, he immediately cut off the power and withdrew his foot.  The prisoner in front of him also fainted and passed out, frothing at the mouth.  After I realized that this person had been electrocuted just now, I also realized that my pain was not enough to catch up with the blow just now.  Even just this time, a piece of my heart wrapped in iron cloth seemed to be broken due to this realization, and a sense of relief quietly seeped into my body from the cracks.

    "You were a beat too slow!" The butcher saw my enlightened expression and shrugged, walked over and gave me a thump on the chest. The strong force penetrated my skin and bones and hit my heart.  If the recognition just now made a hole in the psychological prison, this powerful blow smashed all the shackles like a heavy hammer.  The relief brought by the sudden relief was so strong that it actually caused me to feel dizzy.

    "Maybe I have the talent to be a doctor!" The butcher stepped on the switch and electrocuted the guy on the ground twice. After seeing that I didn't feel uncomfortable just now, he winked at the doctor and said.

    "Of course! You have the talent to be a forensic doctor!" The doctor looked at the prisoners on the ground and said to the butcher: "Everyone who touches you will turn into a corpse."

    "What? Is this guy dead?" The butcher was surprised when he heard this and looked at the motionless prisoner on the ground for a moment.

    I walked over and kicked it twice and found that there was no response. I was dumbfounded, but I didn¡¯t ask anything!

    Cautiously, he turned around and looked at the expressionless captain. The butcher slowly backed away like a chicken thief, trying to blend into the crowd, but the others spread out and refused to let him get close. After taking two steps back, he discovered  After he seemed to be conspicuous as if a spotlight was shining on him, the butcher angrily pulled off the cloth from his neck and cursed at the table: "What are you looking at? He's just a prisoner! I'll catch another one for you."  Come on." After saying that, he turned around and strode out of the house.  But after taking two steps, the guy stopped, turned around, grabbed me by the collar and pulled me while muttering: "I killed this guy just to help you, and you have a share in this!"

    After being dragged out of the hut by the butcher, I began to walk and organize my weapons to catch the "tongue" with him, but the butcher next to me handed me a cigar.

    ¡°What for?¡± I asked in confusion as I saw that I didn¡¯t take the cigar that was handed to me.

    "Do you think I'm stupid? I don't know how many people are outside. And judging from their equipment, they must be responsible for the water ghost's vote. The two of us went out alone to die!" The butcher saw that no one was following him.  He took me and hid in a small dark room, squatted on the ground, lit a cigar and blew out a smoke ring: "Wait a minute."The captain's anger has subsided, so it won't matter if we go and admit our mistake to him!  What a big deal!  "

    "Why do you count me in? I didn't kill him. Wipe your own ass!" Although I was very grateful to the butcher for what he had just done for me, I just didn't want to show any of it.

    "Alas, you bastard! I" After hearing this, the butcher began to scold me and started scolding me from the time the moon was in the sky to the sunrise in the east.  It was one day closer to the day of deep penetration. Obviously, the British and American soldiers were surprised that we killed a prisoner of war so quickly, because as soon as it got dark again, several officers arrived secretly. The captain chatted deeply with them for a while and then  We were ordered to dig a shallow grave for the dead man at night and bury him in a distant field.

    "Are we going too far?" Tang Guanjie looked at the dead man wearing an Arab robe and couldn't help but turn around and ask me.

    "Excessive?" I didn't understand what he meant.

    "He should be interrogated but not executed." Tang Guanjie looked around, as if he was plotting something shady with me. His suspicious look attracted other soldiers: "Maybe there was rough behavior during the interrogation. Then  I can contact you. But execute him directly? Are you so lawless?" The other soldiers on the side heard the second half of his words and all showed the same expression.

    "Have you seen the bodies that were taken away by the plane?" I asked while directing the people beside me to bury the bodies.

    ¡°I saw it!¡±

    "They all had their necks cut alive!" We didn't let these American soldiers handle the corpses. They didn't know how tortured the corpses they saw two days ago were.

    "There are more than twenty people?" Now the soldiers no longer showed any sympathy. When they looked at the piled graves again, their expressions were as vicious as if they were about to dig up graves and whip the corpses.

    "If you have such hatred against these people, why did you bury him?" After returning to the factory, Tang Guanjie thought for a long time and couldn't figure it out. He wandered up to me and asked again.

    And my brothers and I were looking at the constantly refreshing satellite pictures sent to me by the genius on the computer. There were three bright spots running along a road towards Nasiriyah!

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