"Code-named Black Chinese Medicine. I went to medical school in the past and majored in integrating Chinese and Western medicine. My specialty is acupuncture skills that are a bit inherited from my family. I can deal with simple trauma and I am familiar with various medicines.
In addition, I can also understand architectural drawings, drive a car, and am familiar with the structure and simple maintenance of cars."
A greasy middle-aged man with a frustrated face reported his specific situation while pedaling hard on his bicycle.
So what! After the team set off again, they only advanced a little more than one kilometer.
It can be said that this long march has not been completely warmed up, and those new netizens are a little overwhelmed and can't run anymore.
Indeed! For these gentlemen who occasionally walk 20,000 steps a day and can get first place in the circle of friends, this rapid march mode is really too cruel.
There were beads of sweat on his forehead, he was panting like a dog, and his hurdle vest was completely wet with sweat.
It really made Hu Biao and other old birds roar in their eyes, and they were speechless in their hearts.
As a result, Hu Biao and other veterans had no choice but to give up the bicycles they had worked so hard to carry and let these rookies take turns riding them.
Even if you carry a lot of supplies in the back seat, it is somewhat easier.
By the way, during this period, we also asked them to report their situation so that their future positions in the team can be arranged.
So, when this black Chinese medicine doctor who was full of alcohol introduced his situation in a somewhat confused manner, Hu Biao led the team to trot along with at least 150 kilograms of supplies.
Hu Biao thought for a moment and made an arrangement:
"Graduated in integrated traditional Chinese and Western medicine? Yes, you will be the team's No. 2 military doctor from now on! An Tusheng, Lao An, take care of this black doctor from now on, don't let him die in confusion."
Suddenly, the orthopedic surgeon, who had lost at least 10 pounds during this one-month recovery period, started waving to the black Chinese medicine practitioner.
Even as he said hello, he did not forget to explain:
"After you go to the battlefield, you must remember to follow me.
Be careful, our doctor won’t die so quickly, which means it’s a bit troublesome to perform acupuncture on you without a set of silver needles. I’ll find a way to get you a set when the time comes.”
As for the problem that the black Chinese medicine doctor didn't respond enthusiastically to his greeting during this process, An Tusheng didn't pay much attention to it.
Modern people are just pretentious and have so many bad habits.
When you go to such a cruel battlefield and see the tragic scenes where your brains and intestines fly out, you will know how happy your life is, and all your bad problems have been cured.
People! Especially men, they are afraid of being cruel to themselves.
Regarding this, Tang Qianye has profound experience.
In the past, he had to undergo an operation for several days, which he thought was a torment and exhausting; but in the past month, he wanted to improve his skills and better serve the team.
He sometimes performs three orthopedic surgeries a day, and also crams in other related first aid knowledge.
After a month in a row, this is not how I got through it.
Even though he was very tired, he still felt a sense of accomplishment due to the continuous improvement of his technology, which made him feel quite happy.
Such a thing was a bit shameful for him to think about.
In the following time, one netizen after another reported what they were good at.
Especially when they vaguely realized that if they were useful to the team, they might receive some care, they also worked hard to show off themselves.
Generally speaking, the new netizens this time are basically modern ordinary men.
These are people who have been practicing in society for several years and are almost decades old. They all have some specialties that may or may not be useful to the team.
Fortunately, there are still a few of them, and if you don't mention the issue of personal image, they are still worth developing.
The premise is that they are willing to join the team and will respond to the system's call every time without any intention.
"Code Sinner, his specialty is the preparation of chemicals. He can use some simple materials to make powerful explosives, but in this situation without the necessary materials, there is no way."
A man with huge pits on his face, who looked like he had been disfigured, introduced him like this.
Such a talent was immediately valued by Hu Biao; by the way! Who cares about the power of the heartless cannon, it will be even greater by then.
As for the required materials, we will figure it out later.
"Codenamed Fat Paper, I can use various PLA light firearms. I am relatively good at pistols. Although I am relatively fat, my flexibility is still good."
"Codename Qingshan, retired PLA first-term sergeant, basically had contact with various PLA individual weapons."
I don’t know why, but the two SIRs and the temporary workers had reached some tacit understanding during the previous eye contact, so the current introduction was relatively simple and did not reveal any real work.
But even so, Hu Biao's eyes lit up.
They all looked at the other veterans and asked them to find ways to develop these two buddies into the team.
The above four are valued by Hu Biao because of their personal specialties, and will receive certain reuse and care in subsequent battles.
Of course, there are other netizens who were assigned important tasks by Hu Biao due to special reasons.
"Codename Zhuye, I am a low-voltage electrician for a certain communications operator. I have no sense of presence or expertise. I hope everyone will take care of me."
"A certain communications operator?" After Hu Biao heard this statement, he didn't have time to say anything.
Because the load exceeded 20 kilograms, the middle-aged warehouse manager who was busy on his way immediately became energetic.
He ran a few steps quickly and reached Hu Biao's side, then reported in a low voice:
"Lao Hu, I successfully brought over a high-power radio station at the regimental level this time. It has two modes of voice calls and sending telegrams. If something goes wrong, I can still contact the superiors in the mission world.
Ask for help.
But I don’t know how to use this thing, and the operation manual made me confused.
Why don't we let this guy codenamed Zhuye give it a try? He's also an electrician for a communications operator, so we can still have some connections."
After hearing this, Hu Biao was quite hesitant about the far-fetched statement of a middle-aged warehouse manager.
But after the introduction from Zhuye's mouth was completed, the introductions of the 18 new netizens were completed.
Not one of them has the ancient skill of using a transmitter. Let Zhuye give it a try. It seems like the only option.
To this end, Hu Biao made a final arrangement:
"Zhuye, from now on you will follow the Hun Dharma God, the guy next to me who is carrying a sniper rifle. You can do whatever he asks you to do."
Zhuye, a greasy man with a bit of bald head, nodded quickly after hearing this.
At this point, Hu Biao's preliminary arrangements for the personnel for this mission were completed; after he closed his mouth, many netizens began to head towards the goal of this mission...
"How far have we run?" After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Hu Biao asked Yang Dongli beside him.
At this time, the invisible mission countdown in their heads still has 4 hours and 52 minutes left, which means that excluding the time they were delayed, the journey has not taken more than an hour.
But Hu Biao obviously found that the physical strength of the new netizens was still too poor.
Even if they could take turns taking a rest on the back seat of the bicycle, exercising under such a bright sun would still be too difficult for them.
Each one looked like a dead eggplant, with no energy at all.
On the contrary, the other soldiers in the replenishment battalion, who looked like they were farmers and small craftsmen not long ago, did not find it difficult to run along the way.
"At this speed, it's almost twelve or three miles away." Yang Dongli responded.
When he said this, Yang Dongli's breath was also a little heavy; two months of training had indeed improved his physical strength tremendously.
But the key is that the bigger reason for such a significant improvement is that his previous lower limit was too low.
Fortunately, by now, they had completed one-third of the journey; the remaining time should be enough for the remaining 20 miles.
It's just that they also know that with the system's urinary properties, the next journey will definitely not be so smooth.
It was just like what the major battalion commander said that after they arrived outside Luodian, they only had to do some auxiliary work and did not need to actually go to the battlefield.
Just listen to it, don't take it seriously.
Therefore, even if Hu Biaoming knows that given the current state of netizens, it is best to stop and take a break.
But in the end, he resisted and did not make a request to the major and battalion commander, hoping to travel as much as possible under the current safe conditions.
So what! No one will die if we run away.
PS: The character ‘Sinner’ in this article is played by book friend ‘Hanxie Lang’.
The character "Black Chinese Medicine" in this article is played by book friend "9527 Occupied".
The character ‘Bamboo Leaf’ in this article is played by book friend ‘Lie Jiang’.
The character ‘Fat Paper’ in this article is played by book friend ‘1358726840441348096’.
The character ‘Qingshan’ in this article is played by the book friend ‘The Governor of the Andong Protectorate’.