The difference between civilians and police is that the latter is a violent organ, and the former can only obey the latter's social order management and shall not use violence;

The difference in the function of police and soldiers is that the former is to subdue and deter the society and ensure social stability, while the latter is to eliminate the enemy and achieve victory in the war;

The difference between training the army and the blood army of hundreds of battles is that the former's first reaction is to follow his own training, while the latter instinctively kills people and saves his life, because if he can survive on the battlefield, it is very clear that only by killing the enemy can he save his life. It's that simple.

Therefore, former fighting athlete Li Xian's hand subconsciously attacked Buck's lower abdomen, rather than the crotch that was not allowed in sports rules or military training.

According to Li Xian’s later statement, at that moment, through the eyes he saw through the transparent goggles, he saw that he had never truly experienced: murderous intent!

And Buck also knew that he did have murderous intent at that moment!

Murderous intent, an emotion that is so ethereal but cannot be quantified with specific standards?

If you used a small stone to hit your opponent and poke a branch around you to kill it, it was still reminding Buck that this was just a game, and it was a game to treat himself. Li Xian subconsciously made a reckless counterattack, as if he triggered a button, so he brought Buck into the horn.

Just like the kidnappers took him to the island.

But this time is shorter and more intense, making Buck's stress response more direct!

The reason why he was able to barely stop the car was because the time was too short. Buck had not been completely immersed in it, and he could not extricate himself. Moreover, Li Xian's movements were more like exhaling anger. Buck did not feel the murderous intent that would kill him.

Buck, who let go of his hand, also fell down. The intense fatigue felt like a tide. The glandin secreted violently, but after being violently excited, he found that it was not useful. The sudden slackness of his mental and emotional natural reaction made him seem to be on the verge of death!

This is why many soldiers will have physical reactions after the fierce battle.

Buck lay on the ground in the grass, looking up at the blue sky, his muscles and nerves were relaxed like never before.

No matter where you are, holding a gun, lying in a pool of blood or on the beach on vacation, you will see such a sky, and it depends on what your mood was at that time!

At this time, Buck could feel that his psychology seemed to be slowly being smoothed down, and there seemed to be a quiet voice saying slowly: "It's just a game... Life is actually a game..."

It has a very healing effect. If you lie for a long time, you might even understand some philosophy of life.

But under the bright sunshine, a man floated over and looked down at him like a dark cloud, destroying Buck's rare lyrical mind.

It's that old Zheng.

Just now, Buck's explosion of killing was far away from the referee's building. Only two telescopes could see the rabbit's rise and fall a few times of fighting. However, Lao Zheng threw his equipment and rushed over to the building. Hearing the electric speaker saying that the round of the game was over, he hurried over to check the details. It had nothing to do with whether it was a note. Most people still regarded this as a game or a sport.

Only two middle-aged men in camouflage uniforms stood on the roof with different expressions...

Zheng Huaichuan, the captain of the city's special police team, stretched out his hand to the thatched man lying on the ground with a hearty look: "No, man has ever been a soldier?"

It was really Buck's dark and vicissitudes of face that was too anxious.

Buck stood up helplessly: "That's right..."

Zheng Huaichuang understood this veteran style: "I am 722, where are you?"

Buck couldn't understand: "I... made a soy sauce."

Zheng Huai Chuang laughed: "Your battlefield disguise is very good, and your potential movements seem to be different from ours? Is it a unique secret?"

Buck looked at the American military-style equipment: "You... play a game, and you have such a deep research? Are you too immersed in the play?" He didn't say that he would be more immersed in the dung healed?

Zheng Huai Chuang's face was painted with camouflage oil paint!

He was really studying: "It's fun to teach... how did you raise your knees when you move?" After being killed by Buck with a small pebble from the grass, Zheng Huai Chuang sat by the bushes very seriously and watched Buck slowly move and touch another subordinate ten meters away. At that time, he wanted to ask.

Buck is indeed good at changing topics: "Hunting experience..."

Zheng Huaichuang felt his closure and asked no more questions after he said a few times.

Hong Qi and others came up to meet them, and saw the two of them talking and walking, thinking that they had already explained their identities: "Captain Zheng! Am I qualified to be transferred to the SWAT team?"

Buck looked at the thin man beside him in a little surprised. He thought that these people were more formal in style and had a military style... but he had never seen many bloody military and police officers, and that was the toothless tiger.

The surrounding eyes were focused on Buck's body, and the special police officers who were touched began to gather gradually, repeatedly looking at the big dark man wearing only goggles and Benny hats, wearing simple camouflage uniforms. Someone recalled what he seemed to have heard in the parking garage and leaned over and asked Hong Qi: "What did you say he was? The mysterious unit?"

Hong Qi didn't say anything at this moment: "Just kidding, it's really a mysterious army that won't be uttered, right?" He looked at Buck's eyes a little confused.

Zheng Huaichuang pointed at Buck: "He is qualified to come... You have to work harder!" He waved his hand and said, "See you back!" Hearing his team members, they have to hold a meeting to summarize.

The special police still kept their eyes on Buck, and many people were dissatisfied. The military and police departments would cultivate a competitive spirit in this way. Otherwise, a group of gentle soldiers would be useless when they went to the battlefield. So except for a few people who took off their masks and smiled and nodded as saying hello. Most of them looked a little gloomy. They came over to pick up their walkie-talkies, and they were very defeated and taken away the spoils, and they felt a knot in their hearts!

Buck didn't care, so he looked at the military and police who lowered their heads to pack up their things and evacuated themselves.

He still has physical strength, but his mental state has been vigorously active, and he has to eat one bite at a time, so he can't hurry. Now it's time to go over to find Zhou Xiaoli for lunch.

Hong Qi warmly hangs with Buck: "It's great! I've killed six! These municipal special police teams usually ignore us when they see us. They are dealt with by us today, and tomorrow... Hey! Why are you not excited at all?" It seems that they also complained that Buck had affected his emotions.

Buck was really not excited. He was a little relaxed and moved before being interrupted by Zheng Huaichuang, but now he has disappeared without a trace. He just clearly felt that the metal simulated pistol in his hand was heavy and not trembling like that... Perhaps this simulated killing process has just relieved his anxiety and stress reactions?

The efficacy can continue: "You have activities every week?"

Hong Qi nodded: "As long as there is nothing big, you can basically arrange it. You should say that you are not brave enough and have no shooting experience, but you are very smart and have a unique way of doing this. You are very suitable for playing this often?"

That's what Buck means: "Come often... leave a phone call."

Hong Qi was enthusiastic: "Who was caught by riding a motorcycle? Report my name and call!" He also explained to Buck with a self-deprecating voice: "Don't think that the traffic police are so awesome, just this is the virtue now!"

Buck laughed, taking advantage of the fact that most people were still taking photos in the open space of the factory or fighting in a team, he took the time to sneak into the parking garage to change his clothes.

Not many people noticed that the beautiful SS who were constantly being pulled as a photo by others did not see him.
Chapter completed!