Chapter 7 Problem Team (II)
"Bailey Morris," said the blond-haired man, withdrew his hand and walked straight to a locker. The other said, "Matt Johnson," and then walked over to the old fellow Evans and sat down.
The atmosphere was a little bad, which made Pete a little baffled. Is it a bad thing that you are coming? Anachronistic? Probably not, it should be an internal problem in this group.
"Pete." Jeff on the side also felt that the atmosphere was wrong, so he immediately said: "Morris, we all call him a pirate or a Viking." Just look at the way he looks. He looked at Matt Johnson again and said, "And he's a cowboy." Much more authentic than the old man next to him. Hehe. ”
"Where's Ellie?" Morris, the golden retriever, who was in front of the locker, said, "Isn't she coming?" ”
"She went for a review today. Told me in advance. Donovan began.
Morris sneered and walked from the cabinet to the table, saying as he walked, "There are many things for women. After saying that, he sat down, then looked at the others and said, "So, what are we going to do now?" ”
"What do you think?" Donovan narrowed his eyes at Morris. Based on Pete's understanding of Donovan, this kind of action usually occurs, which means that Donovan's mood is already very bad at the moment.
"Isn't it about meeting new people? We got to know each other. Morris looked at Pete, "Pete Wang." I've fought with you. ”
Donovan nodded and said, "Honestly, Maurice." Are you scared? ”
"What?" Morris said with a straight face: "Mei hear clearly, can you say it again?" ”
"You're scared. Frightened out of one's wits. Donovan said as he walked up to Maurice. This made the atmosphere tense all of a sudden. This was also completely unexpected. Then all those who were seated stood up, and those who were standing gathered around.
"Stand still and don't move." Donovan pointed around, and after everyone had stopped, he looked at Morris and said, "I said you were scared." Don't think I don't know you, you're still crying when I'm shooting at each other with guns in front of people, and you're crying for not being able to find a dance partner at the school dance. So don't put on such a pretense. Take a chance to see what you're saying here. If you still want to keep a good name and keep doing it, fucking think about your own problems and then fucking treat the people around you. Otherwise, I'll tell you to get out, and I'll get out of here immediately. I promise you won't have a place in this business. What do you think a bastard like you can do out of here? Be a thug or be an outlaw? Fight the police with a gun, and then get knocked down by a random gun? Donovan said, raising his hand and poking Morris in the chest with his fingers, "You'll be worthless." It's just a piece of shit. Are you? ”
"What is it?" Morris asked rhetorically, staring into Donovan's eyes.
"Do you still want to do it?" Donovan sneered, "Do you think what I want to ask is if you're shit?" Without waiting for Morris to speak, he said, "If you want, I can ask again." ”
"Don't... Don't do this. Evans, the old guy closest to them, immediately reached out and pulled Morris away, and then he looked at the cowboy Matt next to him, "Don't stand stupid, won't you do something?" ”
When Matt heard Evans's words, he immediately stood between Morris and Donovan, but Donovan didn't intend to leave it at that. He pushed Matt away and walked in front of Morris and said again, "This is not a troop, but it doesn't mean that you can talk to me like that." I'll repeat, if you still want to mix here, give me a little respect. Otherwise, I promise you'll be even more unlucky than when you were in service? Do you understand what I'm saying? ”
Morris looked at Donovan and didn't move, Donovan approached Morris again, lowered his head and said almost face to face: "I ask you, do you understand?" ”
Seeing this, Evans on the side immediately whispered to Morris, "Say something buddy." Hurry up and say something, even if it's a nod. Don't be such a buddy. ”
After a moment, Morris nodded reluctantly. Donovan didn't want to pay more attention to him, turned his head to look at Pete on the side and said, "Okay then." Choose your own cabinet. We'll have something to do in a moment. ”
"Can I ask what I'm going to do right away?" Jeff asked.
Donovan looked a little impatient and said, "Of course, it's to practice your hands." Have you all switched to civilian work? How long has it been since you touched a gun? How long has it been since I came back from Africa? ”
"I..." The old fellow Evans heard the question and was about to speak, but before he could finish speaking, Donovan stopped him and said, "Except for you." What about the others? How long has it been? With that, he looked at Jeff, "You speak first." ”
"Uh... This.. Probably.... Jeff seemed embarrassed by the question, and for a moment he was a little hesitant.
"Straightforward. It's not private. Donovan urged.
"A month?" Jeff sighed and said, "A month and a half." ”
"That means you haven't touched a gun since you came back from Africa, have you?" Donovan asked.
"Yes. Indeed it is. Jeff nodded sheepishly.
Donovan didn't seem surprised by this, he looked at the other two, "What about you?" ”
"Almost." Cowboy Matt said and looked at Morris, who was still black-faced, and spoke in his place: "Pirates are the same as me. ”
Donovan nodded, looking a little hateful and said, "Okay." Maybe it's time for us to go to civilian work together. Now maybe a few of the convenience store thieves are more familiar with shooting than we are. With that, he walked to the door, and when he got closer to the door, he turned to look at Pete, "You can leave your bag." Your cabinet is in the back position, the penultimate one, next to mine. ”
Pete immediately turned around and ran to Donovan's designated cabinet, which was already locked with a key, and he shoved his bag directly into it after reaching out to open the door. While putting the bag away, Pete had already quickly relived everything that had just happened in his mind.
Obviously, there are problems in this team right now, not only morale is low and there is little cohesion. Although the contradiction between the Golden Retriever and Donovan was prominent, the resentment between them may have already spread throughout the team. And it all seems to have something to do with Africa, to be precise, they should have just returned from a mission. And in this mission, they seemed to have been hit by something.
Pete quickly put things away, locked the cupboard, and returned to the table. At this moment, the door to the room was opened again. A man in a white shirt and tie walked in, presumably standing outside the door for a while. I didn't come in because I heard the argument, because this person seemed a little unnatural and even embarrassed when he came in. He looked at Donovan and handed him his stuff and said, "This is your new partner." ID tags, mobile phones, manuals, everything. After handing out the things, the man didn't say anything more and just opened the door and left here, and it felt like he was going to get out of here quickly.