Chapter 792 Between Life and Death (3) [For Asahi Wind 2/3]
Indeed! When a napalm bomb dropped about five or six meters behind him, and then exploded violently, the assassin's black doctor was still not dead.
But if you really think about it, he is very close to death.
Originally, with each step of trotting, he could feel that there were some sharp knives in his chest and abdomen, which were constantly poking and stirring, causing waves of inhuman pain.
As a team doctor, even a Chinese medicine doctor.
The black Chinese medicine doctor also understood that it was because the many broken ribs were constantly poking his soft internal organs; just such an injury could send him away quickly.
The result didn't last long, but something even worse happened. The napalm bomb exploded at close range, throwing a lot of burning material on him.
This included the top of the head, the back of the neck, the limbs, in short, the entire back was hit.
Even if he hadn't thought about it, the green armor produced by the system actually had some fire-proof functions; his broad back was only burned after the clothes were burned off, adhering to the leather armor and burning.
The pain is still quite painful, but at least for a while, it shouldn't be able to burn through the green armor.
But even so, after many places on the body burned.
Especially the feeling that the Tianling Cap under the scalp is on fire now, and the brain is about to boil under the high temperature, makes the black Chinese medicine doctor want to give himself a shot immediately.
Compared with the current inhuman pain, the pain of giving yourself a shot and a very short period of time can be said to be a kind of relief.
The problem is, I heard the system countdown in my head, and it was already '40 seconds'.
The black Chinese medicine doctor knew that he could not die, otherwise no one in the team who only knew how to bandage would be able to save Zhang Quansheng.
The rookie Lao Qi is quite a doctor, but now he is still a little short of a doctor and cannot save people.
With this understanding, the black Chinese medicine doctor stepped directly into the fire, and with the flames all over his body, he rushed towards Zhang Quansheng as fast as he could.
Finally, when the system countdown came to '21 seconds', he came to Zhang Quansheng's side.
After his knees softened, he knelt down in front of the dying young man.
In a short period of time, except for a pair of palms, almost the entire body of the black Chinese medicine practitioner was on fire.
The reason why I say this is because his movements when running caused a lump of grease that was thrown on the back of his neck to flow down his spine and into his leather armor.
This naturally caused the body inside the leather armor to burn.
That is to say, the black Chinese medicine doctor relied on his amazing willpower and the vitality that was greatly improved in a short period of time after the primary blood elf bloodline broke out, so that he could persist to this point.
But his hands were not ignited. It was not only the black Chinese medicine doctor who endured not using his hands, but instinctively slapped the burned parts of his body.
What's more important is that he kept raising his wrist deliberately while running over.
The reason why he did this deliberately was that the black Chinese medicine doctor wanted to save his own hands to give medicine to Zhang Quansheng, a child soldier who was about the same size as his own son in terms of age.
The premise is that a black Chinese medicine doctor who is already greasy in middle age found a wife in his early 20s and had a baby.
As for what medicine to give? Of course it is a secret pill made by black Chinese medicine.
In traditional Chinese medicine, there has always been a practice of feeding a patient a bowl of ginseng soup before dying, or cutting the ginseng into pieces and holding it in the mouth to hang on for a period of time.
Let’s not talk about the scientific basis for it, and black Chinese medicine practitioners can’t tell, but he just knows that it is very useful.
This modern method has been questioned, mainly because it is impossible to find serious old wild ginseng.
Based on the above theory, the black Chinese medicine practitioners used the batch of old mountain ginseng obtained during General Jingyu's mission, added some high-quality herbs from the apocalyptic world, and prepared some life-threatening pills.
This is also his method of keeping things under control.
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I endured the severe pain, and the pain became increasingly intense.
The black Chinese medicine doctor pinched open Zhang Quansheng's mouth with one hand, and stuffed one of the pills placed in the space belt with the other hand.
Because there are some special medicinal materials among the relevant ingredients; under such stimulation, even Zhang Quansheng, who was in a coma, started chewing instinctively.
The pills were quickly chewed and dissolved, and the liquid was swallowed by Zhang Quansheng.
After giving the pills, the black Chinese medicine doctor took out a morphine needle from the space belt and injected it quickly into Zhang Quansheng.
After doing all this, he put down Zhang Quansheng's chin that he had been lifting.
During the entire rescue process, the black Chinese medicine practitioner looked like a burning torch from a distance; just by looking at this scene, I knew the inhuman pain he was enduring.
But when treating Zhang Quansheng, the black Chinese medicine practitioner's hands were still steady and even gentle.
Finally, he took out a small leather bag from his space belt and placed it next to Zhang Quansheng, who was still unconscious. The black Chinese medicine practitioner, who was burning in a kneeling position, withdrew his hands and put them by his legs, losing his vitality.
Perhaps the pills and morphine injections he fed Zhang Quansheng finally took effect at this moment.
At the moment when the black Chinese medicine doctor died, the system countdown of '3 seconds' had already reached, and at this moment there was a new change.
It became: "Congratulations to Commander Hu Biao, and congratulations to the members of the Zhongzhou Team.
In the third stage, the target person related to the mission, Zhang Quansheng, was in a serious state of near-death, and the countdown stopped immediately.
However, please note that the character's condition has only improved to a certain extent, but has not been completely improved; if not treated in time, he will die in an hour."
Under the cold mechanical sound of the system, there was no emotion at all.
The black Chinese medicine doctor who was burning on the battlefield, and Zhang Quansheng, who was unconscious on the ground with a frown and opened his eyes. Comparing the two of them, they had an indescribable sense of ritual.
Hu Biao and the others were not able to see such a scene, but Lieutenant Justin, the soldier pilot who was swooping down from a low altitude, saw it.
At this moment, he felt an indescribable something rushing from his tailbone to the Tianling Cap.
It was precisely for this reason that he instinctively let go of the finger that was about to press the firing switch of the aircraft machine gun.
Maybe he thought that such a respectable opponent's corpse should not be destroyed.
But this does not mean that Hu Biao's crisis has been resolved.
"Justin, you loser, coward, and sissy, are you scared? Why don't you fire? I'm going to the headquarters to accuse you, you traitor in the glorious Uncle Sam Air Force."
Lieutenant John, who was staring at this place closely, screamed at the top of his lungs.
Faced with such a threat, Justin said calmly: "You can go ahead and sue me, my aviation machine gun is jammed."
"F**K, Captain William? Don't tell me your cannon is jammed too.
If you dare to say that, I swear I will kill you, personally send you to the military court, and let other prisoners greet your white ass."
Immediately afterwards, Second Lieutenant John had a new target.
In short, this twisted second lieutenant pilot must kill the unconscious wounded on the ground, these personnel who are extremely valued by the volunteers.
Then, Captain William’s helpless voice sounded on the channel:
"My cannon is not jammed, I will attack immediately; Second Lieutenant John, you are really a bastard..."