Qin Fei and Lao Yu both felt incredible about this matter.
Crosshair used a gun to make a name for himself in the South African underworld when he was still a teenager. If a child wants to survive on such a vicious road, he must be a little more ruthless than anyone else.
What's more, after Crosshair escaped from South Africa, he has been joining various mercenary organizations across Africa. Most of the time, he teams up with polar bears as a freelance mercenary. He also keeps saying that he wants to surpass "White Death" Haye and become the new generation of sniper kings.
Such a ruthless character has now become a PTSD patient because of a 12.7MM bullet?
After the rally in the palace square in the morning, the members of the X mercenary group had nothing to do for the time being. In the evening, there was a grand dinner at the palace to welcome envoys from various countries, political celebrities, and those who invest and do business in Comoro.
of merchants.
Lao Yu and Qin Fei sent the sight, which was already in a daze, to the hospital.
The Royal Hospital in Morro City is quite good. Because it is a tourist destination, it provides some relatively high-end medical services to some foreign tourists, and naturally there is no shortage of psychiatrists.
Crosshair came out of the doctor's room, his eyes still unfocused, and Qin Fei could not see the murderous aura and aura of the past in his eyes.
He knew that, for the time being, the sight could no longer be used to hold the gun.
"Boss, have I disappointed you?" After walking out of the hospital and sitting in the car, the crosshair looked at Qin Fei apologetically: "I don't want to be like this either..."
As he spoke, he suddenly held his head and started sobbing.
This behavior surprised Qin Fei again.
You must know that the people who can become members of the core group of the
However, it is not an exaggeration to describe him as experienced in many battles.
The current situation of the front sight is like a boat capsized in the gutter, and old comrades have encountered new problems.
Humans are a very strange species, especially the human psychological condition, which is different from the physical body. Physical injuries are predictable and visible, but psychological injuries are not.
Maybe the Great Wall, which seems very solid, suddenly turns into a building block like a domino after a brick is removed, and it collapses unpredictably in an instant.
In Qin Fei's view, this is the current condition of the crosshair.
His psychological defense collapsed.
"Sight, good brother!" Qin Fei couldn't help but hugged the sight that was whining in pain. He felt an indescribable discomfort, watching his brother who had been with him through life and death suddenly change from being as fierce as a lion to a coward.
Little Sheep, even Qin Fei himself felt guilty in his heart.
After all, he is the leader of the X mercenary group.
A leader often carries the most, especially military commanders.
Someone under your command has died, and as a commander you will often be burdened with a heavy psychological burden. You will wonder if it is not your fault, or if your own improper command led to the death of your comrades.
Therefore, few military commanders who have come off the battlefield, especially front-line commanders of special forces, are free from psychological shadows and shackles.
"Boss, it was so easy for me to kill someone before... But when I fainted that day, I really felt like I was going to die. I used to think that I wasn't really afraid of death, but now I know that I am so afraid of death...
The smell of death is really unpleasant... It's so dark and cold there, I can't see anything, I feel panicked and scared, and now that I see a gun, I'm scared..."
Crosshair was sobbing, tears and snot flowing out, soaking the trousers on Qin Fei's thighs.
Qin Fei's heart sank a little bit.
Crosshair's psychological problem this time was much more serious than he thought. A sniper was originally a weapon for killing people. He was supposed to ignore death, but now he was afraid of death. So how could he still shoot and kill people?
Back in the dormitory, Qin Fei asked Zixing to take some medicine according to the doctor's instructions.
In fact, the pills commonly prescribed for PTSD are SSRIs. Among them, sertraline, paroxetine, and fluoxetine have better curative effects. However, for any mental disorder, drugs are always only auxiliary. Can they be cured?
It totally depends on the individual.
Some people can overcome their psychological barriers in a few days, and some people... can never get out of that pit in their entire lives.
After settling the sight, Qin Fei and Lao Yu went to find the others.
The team did not stay in a hotel this time. Instead, they stayed directly on the first floor of the palace on the east side where VIPs were entertained. The environment was much better than the hotel, and there were servants to serve. There were reception rooms, banquet halls, etc. in the palace. Qin Fei
When we came in, these guys were all watching DVDs and drinking beer in the living room.
"Boss, you're here!?"
When Yuri saw Qin Fei, he stood up first, walked to Qin Fei, and handed a small black plastic square badge to Lao Yu and Qin Fei respectively.
Qin Fei took it and saw that it was a small sticky badge with Velcro.
This kind of thing is often attached to the Velcro of tactical vests or camouflage uniforms and is used as an identification mark.
"What the hell?" Qin Fei looked at the small badge and found the head of a crow on it.
"crow?"
He looked at Yuri suspiciously.
Yuri said: "Isn't that what you said? We are all unlucky, so let's call it Crow X Team. I think our team must also have a code name. Crow is not bad, so I made this badge and distributed it to everyone.
"
Qin Fei put the badge on the chest of his tactical vest and found that it fit quite well.
"Not bad." He said.
The old fish said in disgust: "Crow Crow, that sounds very unlucky. We are already unlucky enough."
"Old Yu, even if we don't call the Crow Squad, we are unlucky enough. I think it's not bad to try fighting fire with fire." Qin Fei joked.
"It's up to you, it doesn't matter, it's just a code name." Lao Yu put the badge on his chest, found a seat and sat down, and took a look at the Hollywood shootout movie that was playing on the big screen projection.
"Aren't you tired of fighting every day?" Old Yu frowned.
The polar bear asked: "Old fish, boss, how's the condition of the crosshair?"
Qin Fei sat on the sofa, looked up at the ceiling and sighed: "The situation is not good. Lao Yu and I will send him back to his room to rest first."
"It's weird. My former comrades-in-arms were all veterans who had PTSD symptoms when they first went to the battlefield, and their crosshairs have been around for so many years. How could they still have this kind of problem?" The polar bear was puzzled.
Eric the God of Thunder couldn't help but said: "I used to kill people, but now I am almost killed. The situation is different, and the positions have been changed. Speaking of which, my brother Ximen shot me nine times last time, and I almost died."
I felt like I was dead, and I did have some sequelae afterwards, but luckily, I was in good condition and recovered."
"He can only rely on himself, no one can help him." Old Yu said worriedly: "If it really doesn't work, the crosshair may not be able to do this job."
"He is willing to retire!?" The polar bear disagreed with Lao Yu's words: "He has no place to go but us. He is an orphan."
"If you really can't hold a gun..." Eric said: "Just stay in Comoro and work as an instructor for the National Defense Forces or something."
Qin Fei suddenly discovered that Kunchai was missing from the house.
So he asked: "Where is Kunchai?"
Generally speaking, the most noisy person at this time is Kun Guai. Without him, Qin Fei really felt that there was a lot of atmosphere missing.
"I was here just now, I think I went out to answer the phone." Zhao Xin said.
"Boss! Boss!"
Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.
Kunchai's excited screams came from the door. Everyone turned around and saw Kunchai dancing like a madman.
"Fake! Did you take expired aphrodisiacs!?" Eric couldn't help teasing Kunchai: "Look at you, are you going crazy?"