At this time, the bus was already a mess. The volunteers who were sitting in the bus, plugging in their headphones and listening to the music comfortably, were now holding their heads, hiding under the seats, shivering.
Whenever a bullet penetrates the glass and flies into the car with a terrifying sonic boom, it will without exception lead to screams of terror.
call out!
puff!
A bullet penetrated the window glass, flew into the car, and hit the seat next to Shi Rong. The stuffing in the seat flew up, immediately causing Shi Rong to cry and scream, "Ah—
—!Mom!"
"What's the name!?" Yun Bing glared at Shi Rong and said, "Don't say you are called 'Mom' now, it's useless even if you call me 'Grandpa'!"
Shi Rong wiped away her tears and said, "What are you doing? You don't allow others to scream?"
"If you can use your 'Lion's Roar' to kill those militants outside, you can scream whatever you want!" Yun Bing rolled her eyes at Shi Rong angrily and said.
call out!
As soon as Yun Bing finished speaking, another bullet flew into the carriage. This time, the bullet hit a volunteer next to Yun Bing in the chest. Splashes of blood fell on Yun Bing's face.
Yun Bing was immediately stunned on the spot.
Blood was pouring out of the chest of the volunteer who was shot, and soon his clothes were stained red. Yun Bing pressed his hand on the bullet hole in the chest of the volunteer, but Yun Bing's method of stopping the bleeding did not work at all.
It didn't work, and blood continued to pour out from between her fingers.
Yun Bing anxiously shouted to other volunteers in the carriage: "Someone come and save him!"
However, there were so many medical volunteers in the carriage, and no one was willing to come forward to help, because they were afraid that they would also suffer misfortune.
"Grass!"
Yun Bing couldn't help but cursed: "When I was taking the oath, everyone shouted louder than anyone else, and now everyone is cowering like a turtle and refusing to move. What kind of doctors do you think you are!"
"Get out of the way!"
At this time, Shi Rong bent down and crawled to Yun Bing and said to her: "You pressing like this won't have any effect at all, let me do it!"
"Oh, you can't tell, I'm quite brave at this time." Yun Xi said to Shi Rong.
"Although I am timid and have a bit of a girlish temper, I am a doctor. My grandfather is a doctor, my father is a doctor, and my mother is also a doctor. Since I was a child, they have always criticized doctors for saving lives and healing the wounded. I can't just turn a blind eye.
Watching others fall in front of me, I am still indifferent!" Shi Rong tore off the volunteer's clothes, inspected his wounds, and said.
"Shot in the lung."
At this time, Wu Qingxing also moved to the side of the injured, checked and said: "And there are symptoms of congestion..."
"The air pressure in his lungs needs to be released, otherwise he will suffocate to death soon!" Shi Rong said: "But our medical equipment is all in the bus compartment, and there is no way to operate on him!"
"Pen, who has a pen?" Wu Qingxing asked the crowd in the carriage.
"I have it!" Yun Bing opened her backpack, took out a pen and handed it to Wu Qingxing, asking: "Is this okay?"
"Can!"
Wu Qingxing removed the refill and tail cap of the water pen, inserted it into the gap between the second and third ribs of the injured volunteer's right chest, and then released his fingers from the tail of the water pen barrel.
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Under the influence of the pressure difference, a blood arrow shot out along the barrel of the pen and sprayed on Wu Qingxing's face.
As the blood arrow spurted out, the volunteer's original difficulty breathing was immediately relieved.
"Is he saved?" Yun Bing asked Wu Qingxing, whose face was covered in blood.
"He can't die for the time being." Shi Rong tied up his loose hair again and said: "When we get to the camp, we need to perform surgery on him immediately to remove the bullet. Fortunately, it was just a stray bullet that hit him, otherwise the bullet
It's enough to kill him."
"sorry!"
Yun Bing stretched out her hand towards Shi Rong and said, "I apologize for what I said to you before. Although you have a bit of a young lady's temper, you are at least more of a doctor than others."
Shi Rong shook hands with Yun Bing and said, "I accept your apology."
"You women quarrel and reconcile just as quickly." Wu Qingxing smiled and said to Yun Bing: "You, a reporter, are not afraid when seeing such a situation. I am a little surprised."
"I have been to Africa many times, and I have seen genocide here, and battles between anti-Japanese armed forces and government forces. The scenes are far more bloody than this." Yun Bing smiled and said: "Perhaps, you will soon
I can see it.”
At this moment, a militant rushed to the door of the bus and fired at the door with an AK-47. The bullets penetrated the glass and beat the driver into a sieve.
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!
Yang Wei raised the 92 pistol in his hand and fired several shots at the militants outside the bus, killing them.
Yang Wei reached out and touched the driver's neck artery, shook his head at Kong Lingxu, "Dead!"
Yun Bing bent over and walked to the dead driver, pressed the door button, opened the bus door, then jumped out of the car, picked up the AK-47 from the dead militant, and looked at the magazine slot
The two magazines, one front and one back wrapped together with tape, said: "It's really something with African characteristics."
Yun Bing threw the AK-47 to Yang Wei in the car and asked, "Have you ever used it?"
"Does it count in the game?" Yang Wei asked.
"Pretend I didn't ask!" Yun Bing pouted, added a few spare magazines to the AK-47, took it on the bus, handed the gun to Yang Wei, and said: "Set the speed switch to the single-shot position.
If you shoot a semi-automatic rifle, don’t empty the magazine all at once.”
"I don't see that you can play with guns?" Yang Wei took the AK-47 handed over by Yun Bing and asked Yun Bing.
"Just kidding, if this young lady were a man, she would have joined the special forces long ago!" Yun Bing stretched out her hand to Yang Wei and said, "Give me your pistol."
Yun Bing took Yang Wei's 92 pistol, took out the magazine and checked the number of bullets, then skillfully put the magazine back in, holding the gun and staring vigilantly outside the glass bus.
Yang Wei looked at Yun Bing's standard gun holding posture and asked: "Have you practiced?"
"You may not have fired as many bullets as me, what do you think?" Yun Bing asked rhetorically.
After Yun Bing graduated from university, she wanted to be a war photographer, and she always went to places where war broke out from time to time. Yun Yang was really worried, so he sent Yun Bing to the military camp to let Special
The battle brigade trained her for half a year.
Yunyang doesn't want Yun Bing to have the combat skills of a special soldier, but he also wants her to have the ability to protect herself when she encounters danger.
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