Gu Chen's words were like a bomb that dropped into everyone's heart. Captain He made a quick decision and left the top scouts in the team behind to continue the search. All the other drug-collecting armed police immediately rushed to the old village to provide support.
In the old village, gunshots have already been fired.
Captain Deng was lying in Dr. Ximu's cellar with smoke on his face. He was biting a piece of wood. The bloody cellar was filled with sour sweat. The smell of sweat and blood was intertwined, making the air in the cave change.
It will be cloudy and silky.
"Please be patient." Dr. Ximu took out his scalpel. This scalpel was given to him by an old barefoot doctor from the village when he was practicing medicine ten years ago. He took good care of it.
, rarely taken out for use.
In his mind, it would be best if this scalpel was never used.
Captain Deng's arm was shot, but not by bullets, but by shrapnel. If it had been a bullet, Captain Deng's arm would have been destroyed. The bullets of the AK47 assault rifle were shot at a medium and close range of 200 meters, even if Captain Deng was wearing bulletproof clothing.
Clothes will also be penetrated.
The shrapnel seemed to be embedded in the muscle, and the surrounding joints were very thin. At first glance, it looked like it had been cut by something. It would only bleed a little more, but it was no big deal.
The alcohol is applied directly on the wound with cotton, and the scalpel is soaked in the alcohol, and the disinfection is completed.
The weather in Yun Province at this time is still a bit hot. If the shrapnel is not removed in time, the muscle tissue will become inflamed and suppurate, causing a second injury. It is better to take a gamble.
"Come on, just take it out, I can withstand it." Captain Deng is a soldier with rich combat experience. He will always be injured once or twice a year. He always feels that he is lucky and can survive in a hail of bullets.
Never hit the big move.
Ximu didn't hesitate, picked up the scalpel and started to cut open the wound. To remove the shrapnel, you need to cut a certain amount of muscle tissue, and then use a camera to gently pinch out the shrapnel.
There was no nurse and no extra help. There were only Captain Deng and Ximu in the whole cellar. Ximu used the knife. The pain was so painful that Captain Deng's muscles all over his body were tense. He even stopped the bleeding by picking up gauze with his uninjured right hand.
The gunfire outside had stopped. No one thought that the general was not too far away from the old village, nor that another informant who provided them with information had already betrayed the brigade. If Li Chiliang had not risked his life to inform him, today
That night the entire armed police force was going to be buried in the old village.
Li Chiliang was a border guard and was familiar with the terrain of the old village. Now he was leading the armed police team to start a fierce battle with the general who returned to the village.
The communication equipment was destroyed by informants who betrayed the brigade, and the entire brigade completely lost contact with the outside world. Captain Deng is now placing his hope on the special forces to help them, hoping that they will find something strange and rush back to the old village quickly.
The shrapnel was taken out within ten minutes. Dr. Ximu himself was covered in sweat. He quickly bandaged Captain Deng. He didn't even have time to say a few words and could only send Captain Deng out of the cellar first.
Even if he wanted to keep Captain Deng, the other party would not agree. More importantly, there were soldiers' injuries that he needed to deal with immediately.
The casualties this time were no lighter than the last time. Three soldiers had been injured, and the soldiers guarding the mouth of the gourd were probably in danger.
