"I've done it for you on the leg. The one on the butt is a bit troublesome. The wound is a little deep. If it works, I'll ask Lao Qiu to give you a few stitches. Although the flesh is not bitten off, it will be enough to make you uncomfortable for a while.
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Lao Qiu, whose full name is Qiu Tao, is a commando and medical soldier in Xu Zhiyu's team. He has no medical background, but with his stitching skills and his skillful skills developed since childhood, he is currently the best in treating traumatic injuries with stitches among the entire special operations team.
He is the best at it.
Qiu Tao was also brought here by Xu Zhiyu. He used to live on the street next to Xu Zhiyu's house, and he followed Xu Zhiyu around since he was a child. Of course, this was in the literal sense.
He has an honest personality. He used to hang out with Xu Zhiyu just to prevent his family and younger siblings from being bullied. After all, the beach in Shanghai is very chaotic, and Xu Zhiyu is the type who has been eating on the street since he was a child.
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Qiu Tao's family ran a tailor shop, and he was the eldest son. He helped tailor and sew as a child, and developed his dexterous hands at a young age. He became a first-class needleworker. He was also spotted by a master in a high-end clothing store in Shanghai and accepted him as his disciple to pass on his craftsmanship.
Originally, his life should have deviated from the trajectory of Xu Zhiyu and others, but unfortunately, a war a few years ago also changed his original life trajectory.
His home was destroyed by artillery fire, and the Japanese occupied his family's land. His father and younger sister were brutally attacked by the other side, and the family members were threatened with death. He had no choice but to surrender and send his family back to his hometown to settle down.
He thought about taking the other person's life, but found in vain that he didn't have the ability. Later, he went around in circles and got together with Xu Zhiyu and others, and came to Nanjing.
Later, Xu Zhiyu got in touch with Lin Mo and others, and received training afterwards. He was the kind of person who worked hard silently, and was eventually selected into the special operations team.
He is not gifted in combat, and has no relevant experience or usable experience in his life. It was not until he received training in battlefield first aid that he came to prominence. Relying on his skillful hands and years of sewing experience, he was almost unparalleled in the treatment of trauma.
dust.
"...hiss..." Now that the adrenaline has gone down, the team members are gritting their teeth in pain and gasping for cold air. Especially when disinfected with alcohol, the taste is so ecstasy, it's like pulling out the soul and 'peeling' it.
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"Is it okay to move and fight? I was still thinking of coming over to support me! Don't just come here and let you take care of me."
"...Hmm..." The fireman pondered for a moment, then replied: "It shouldn't be a big problem if you don't go into the water again. You can set up your gun at my position! The range of movement here is small and it is relatively safe.
But before that, I have to disinfect and bandage the wound on your butt. Your body is really dirty right now. If you don’t bandage it, you may suffer from it if the wound is stained with too much dirty water due to activities.
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The commandos have also been trained and naturally understand these principles. They can only grit their teeth and endure it and let the firepower help deal with it.
By the time it was done, a bunch of holes had been cut out of the pants legs and buttocks, and inside were the wounds covered with gauze and taped.
The commando moved for a while, and the pain was naturally present. Fortunately, the pain was not affected by the pain. Fortunately, it did not affect the movement and tactical movements.
"…ta da da chi chi…" A burst of gunfire came from the embankment in the distance, and the message conveyed by the gestures behind them was that the remnants of the enemy who had fled into the paddy field near them were found and shot to death indiscriminately.
Without further delay, the fireman took the ammunition brought by the other party and replenished both himself and Xu Zhiyu. Suddenly, the amount of ammunition was almost the same as before the firefight.
The fireman escaped and joined in. Xu Zhiyu also took some time to compile the information from the following parties and found that there were not many remaining enemies, and they were suppressed in two paddy fields on both sides of the road and could no longer easily emerge.
Xu Zhiyu adjusted his strategy in a timely manner, allowing the operational team members on the embankment to go down to the ditch to help, except for those who needed to keep an eye on the gunmen. They also brought their ammunition with them.
Xu Zhiyu was not prepared to continue this hide-and-seek confrontation with the opponent. He was prepared to either force the opponent out, or simply shoot them piece by piece and shoot them to death indiscriminately.
However, the arrival of the action team members brought an unexpected surprise to Xu Zhiyu. They brought some long branches and reed poles, as well as some small mirrors.
Small mirrors are used by reconnaissance and tracking team members for makeup and camouflage. They are placed on branches or reed poles and raised high to observe the situation in the rice fields more clearly.
Let’s not talk about discovering hidden personnel! It is used to confirm some kills and injuries, and can have a more accurate estimate of the number of remaining enemies. It can also compress the opponent’s activity range and reduce the cleaning area.
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"... bang bang bang bang... da da bang bang..."
Fierce gunfire accompanied by explosions, fierce exchanges of fire mixed with wails, resounded non-stop in several hills and valleys between the hills.
"Fight back...Fight back...Brothers, give me a hard blow..." An officer looked like he was using a large rock as cover, holding a shell gun in his hand to fight back. However, before he could finish his words, red and white splashed from the back of his head, and he fell straight down.
Go down.
Seeing this scene, many soldiers nearby were frightened and retreated. An older soldier who was lying on the slope immediately kicked the soldiers nearby who were retreating.
"Back off the hell..." After cursing, the soldier shouted: "Brothers, we are facing a tough fight today. We can only block it with all our strength. If we retreat and try to escape, we will never escape these guys. We can only resist and wait.
Only when the brothers around us come to support us can we have a chance of survival.
Once you understand, touch back and shoot to suppress the opponent. Don't let them get close. Don't expose too much when shooting. After one or two shots, change positions. If someone gets close, remind each other. Just use grenades to greet each other."
After the veteran finished speaking, he immediately shrank behind the ridge, quickly walked around to the light machine gun that had been killed and stopped firing, picked up a few shuttles, and quickly changed positions. The next second there was an explosion.
The veteran's prestige was obviously not low. As soon as he spoke, no one retreated or fled. After seeing his actions, they all came back one after another and fired back as he said. For a while, the position was stabilized again, but casualties continued.
Appear.
According to the judgment of the Intelligence Office, this is one of the sudden routes that enemies trapped in the mountains in the area south of Laoshan Road may choose to leave the mountain. The Intelligence Office coordinated with the garrison to send people to set up ambush positions before the departure to attack and prevent the enemy from escaping from the mountain. After all,
The Intelligence Department is currently unable to send people into the mountains to conduct investigations, and the powerful combat teams also have other assigned tasks.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This is an ambush formation on one of the routes, but it cannot be hidden from the opponent's eyes. However, the opponent does not do anything fancy, just touch it and go straight to it.
Rushing into formation, fierce firepower, and precise marksmanship almost instantly made the ambush personnel unable to tell the difference between east, west, and north.
Although the situation in several other positions was not optimistic, they continued to fire back. It was not that everyone lost their courage, and not all officers were sacrificed everywhere.
There are also veterans who can see the situation clearly. After all, the country has been in chaos for so many years. They may be doing it for a living or for other reasons. Many similar people are supporting it.
The veteran who spoke before was in the main blocking position and was under the greatest pressure. He once again appeared to be shaky. His leg was injured and he could no longer stand up, but he still gritted his teeth and moved his position to fight back.
"...Boom..." An explosion knocked over another soldier again. The counterattack here was a little weaker, and the gunshots and explosions from other positions gradually became sparse...
"...Hurry, hurry, hurry..." A cry came from behind, and an officer was seen rushing up the slope with a group of soldiers.
"Get down, get down..." The veteran shouted several times, but unfortunately it didn't have much effect. It wasn't until many people fell down that these guys retreated behind the bunker.
The officer followed the sound and looked. Although the other person's body and face were covered with smoke tips, he still recognized him at a glance. This was the most difficult soldier under his command.
This guy didn't run away? This was the officer's first thought. This guy is famous. On the battlefield, if he can shrink back, he will never be exposed. If he can run... you will never find this guy.
Cargo figure…
"Don't be so crowded together! Won't they spread out a little? The opponent has a cannon in their hand, and if they get close to each other, they will blow up all of them...a bunch of idiots..."
The veteran couldn't help it, he cursed directly, and quickly changed his position, as if he wanted to stay away from them. When the officer saw this, he also shouted a few words and touched his side.
After leaning forward and firing two shots, the officer asked in a low voice: "What's the situation here? How many casualties are there?"
"...I don't have eyes..." The veteran didn't give any face and cursed, "The other party touched him and did it directly. The platoon leader was shot in the head, and the squad leader was sent to the hospital without even reacting at first.
Western sky.
As for the casualties, there are only two and a half people here who can move. If you look around, there are probably one or two who can still breathe. As for the others, many of them were shot in the head. They probably went to see the King of Hell. The other places are not as good as this.
good."
"...Hiss..." Although he could guess that the casualties were high when he heard the noise during the support, he still couldn't help but gasp when he heard the real situation. However, he was also angry in his heart, and he leaned forward and prepared to fire back.
"Want to die? Don't know how to change positions? You idiot..." The old soldier quickly pulled the person back with quick eyes and hands, but he showed no mercy.
The officer was not so timid and touched the other side of the other party, but he couldn't hold it back and asked in a low voice.
"Why didn't you run away this time? I've fought a lot since I came here. I remembered correctly that this should be the first time you were injured since I came here, right? And if I had come a little later, I would probably have been injured this time.
Is this the explanation?"
After the officer finished speaking, he was about to lean forward and shoot, but the veteran pulled him back again. The veteran was so angry that he wanted to kill the guy himself.
"When will you have some brains? Don't take me with you if you want to die! Damn it! You won't stay away, and your pistol is useless here. It will only cause trouble. Change a gun.
!Using this one is safer than that..."
The veteran cursed his mother and pushed the light machine gun in his hand into the opponent's arms. As reinforcements continued to arrive, the opponent could only resist stubbornly. He did not want to force himself anymore, which was why the officer still wanted to talk to him.
"...It's not that serious..." The officer threw the light machine gun to the others and muttered while looking at the pistol, but he was very honest and followed the instructions the veteran said to pay attention.
However, this order was better than nothing. The two remaining uninjured soldiers had already spread what the veteran had said. Otherwise, the veteran would have warned him. After all, if he didn't tell, it would cost lives. It's up to others to listen or not.
, if you don’t say it, it may be a knot that you can’t live with for the rest of your life.