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MTL - From Arms Dealer To King of War-Chapter 28 war syndrome
Chapter 28 War Syndrome
Qiaojia heard Boss Huang's anxiety. He rubbed his swollen head and said, "Boss Huang, you have seen the situation in Kham. People from the Ministry of Security have blocked most of the roads. What are you going to do now?" Isn't the gun embarrassing me?"
Boss Huang on the other end of the phone listened and said anxiously: "Where are you, I can pick you up. I need 500 AK rifles and 100,000 rounds of ammunition. You can set the price as you like, and I promise not to bargain."
Qiaojia was taken aback by Boss Huang's tone. He could get 500 AKs, but it would take at least half a month. After all, the Universal Toolbox is a high-tech printing tool with the function of synthetic materials. , rather than industrial assembly lines.
And since the trip to South SD, Choga has understood the risks inherent in this kind of 'big business'.
500 AKs, 100,000 rounds of ammunition, this is enough to pull up an armed force in the unlucky place of SD.
He doesn't know exactly what happened to Boss Huang. Qiaojia only knows that he can't produce so many ammunition now.
Sorry to reject Boss Huang's 'big business', Qiaojia said: "Boss Huang, I don't have so much goods in hand, and there was a terrorist attack in Kham just now, so I can't stay here for long, I'm very sorry, I may not be able to help this time."
Boss Huang heard this, and said very disappointedly: "Can't you really help? Jackal, this is a life-saving business..."
Qiaojia was stunned for a moment, and said, "'Help'? When did guns become a life-saving thing?"
Boss Huang on the other end of the phone listened, and after a long silence, he said in a heavy tone: "My son was kidnapped, but he was very smart, and he told those people that he could help them buy high-quality weapons, so he survived.
Now the other party requires me to provide 500 AK47s and 100,000 rounds of ammunition within 5 days, otherwise my son's life will be lost. "
When Qiaojia heard this, he said in surprise, "Don't tell me your son was in the Kham Hotel at that time!"
Boss Huang said in a helpless tone: "That **** was there to receive a few friends from China, but in the end not only did a few of his friends die, but he also fell into it.
Jackal, I know that the things in your hands are all good ones. For the sake of our relationship over the past few years, please help me.
I'm a businessman, and I can't find anyone who can help me except you. "
"I heard that SD is advancing the mission of hostage rescue..."
"Forget about that **** security department, their people can't even enter Darfur.
Jackal, help me, as long as you can help me save my son, the price is up to you! "
Qiaojia could clearly feel the anxiety of Boss Huang on the other end of the phone, but he really couldn't get so many things within 5 days, and speaking from his conscience, Qiaojia didn't feel the terror of a person who dared to kill people indiscriminately in the center of Kham. The organization will honestly let people go.
After sighing, Qiaojia said, "I'm sorry, Boss Huang, I really can't do this."
After finishing speaking, Choga frowned and hung up the phone...
Although everyone is not relatives or relatives, this kind of thing will not make people feel comfortable after all, especially since Qiaojia himself is also one of the victims of terrorist attacks.
If he had enough ammunition in his hands, he would definitely not refuse Boss Huang, because this is a business that can make a lot of money, and there is a chance to help fellow countrymen.
Seeing Qiaojia hang up the phone, Niss, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said in broken Chinese: "If you want a weapon, I know there is a place, but you can let me stay, and help me by the way." Do you have a favor?"
Joga heard this, looked at Nice vigilantly, and said, "You can understand Chinese?"
Nice nodded and said: "My brother has been forcing me to learn Chinese since a year ago. He wants me to learn Chinese and then join a Chinese company."
Joga looked into Nice’s calm eyes, and said doubtfully, “Who are you? What is the purpose of joining Huaguo Company?
Nice, you have helped me, but it doesn't mean you can intervene in my business, and it doesn't mean you can conspire against my compatriots. "
Nice looked at Qiaojia's serious expression, and after a while, she shook her head and said in a weird flat tone, "You were very kind to me and saved my life in the hotel. All respect for your country.
My brother wants me to join Huaguo Company, but he just wants me to find a chance to leave North Africa.
But I don't want to leave..."
Joga looked at Niss, who had become a bit strange, in doubt, and said, "Why don't you leave?
You said that you are from Liberia. In my impression, anyone who has experienced war can't wait to escape. "
When Qiaojia asked the question, Kaman on the side suddenly said: "She is haunted by the devil, and such a person will not be able to get rid of killing for the rest of his life."
Karman's sudden opening made Choga stunned for a moment, then he glanced at Nis who didn't seem to care much, and said, "What do you mean?"
Kaman looked at Nice's big calm eyes, shook his head and said, "She killed many people, and the 'devils' have corrupted her heart. If those 'devils' cannot be driven away, she will never be able to gain peace."
Qiaojia heard this, and helplessly spread his hands and said, "Can you tell me something I can understand?"
Kaman listened, thought carefully and said: "I don't know how to describe it, but I know she has been on the battlefield and must have killed many people.
Many of these people will be corrupted by the ‘devil’, and they will become abnormal…”
Qiaojia was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered a famous movie character 'Rambo'.
But the pretty-looking Niss in front of him has nothing to do with Rambo, the muscular man with a crooked mouth.
Karman certainly didn't know what PTSD was, but Choja knew the dangers of the disorder because he had taken anti-anxiety drugs himself.
Because of his own psychological reasons, he has worked under high pressure for more than three years. Excessive anxiety and vigilance made him sad for a long time, so he had to turn to medicine for help.
It wasn't until his marksmanship gradually improved that his symptoms gradually eased.
And some people participated in the battle under high pressure, and it lasted for a long time. The blood, death, and high pressure will eventually lead to a series of problems.
PTSD does not specifically refer to 'war traumatic sequelae', but all post-traumatic stress disorders.
Being abused in childhood and experiencing major changes in adulthood, such as wars, natural disasters, and serious car accidents, may all lead to PTSD.
Even with the same experience, different people will end up with different specific symptoms, some will become depressed, some will suffer from nervous disorders, some will be overly anxious, and some will develop drug dependence...
Kaman's so-called 'devil' is definitely not the ones mentioned above, but a kind of stress disorder.
'Hypervigilance', 'irritability', and 'bloodthirsty' will become obstacles in the life of some PTSD patients.
They cannot integrate into ordinary life. Ordinary patients are fine. Those who come out of war will become extra dangerous, whether it is to others or themselves.
They may only become comfortable in familiar surroundings.
Kaman's so-called 'can't get rid of killing' is not without reason!
Joga looked at Niss with a calm expression. The girl didn't mean to refute Kaman at all, and seemed to acquiesce.
Facing this situation, Choga looked at Kaman and shook his head and said, "Then you are also a person who has experienced blood and death. Do you have a 'devil' in your heart?"
Kaman shook his head and said: "No, because my former enemy is more terrible than the devil!"
Kaman's calm tone made Goosebumps pop up on Choga's arms.
This guy has lived in the battlefields of Afika for too many years. He has fought longer than many people in Afika.
He felt that he had been fighting the 'devil', so naturally no devil came to him.
This thing is a bit like some kind of self-hypnosis, self-conciliation, rationalizing one's behavior, it seems that it can indeed relieve a little stress.
Choga gave Kaman a thumbs up in admiration, then looked at Niss, and said seriously: "Who the **** are you? You certainly don't look thirty years old. What did you do in the past?"
(end of this chapter)