Chapter 142 Battlefield First Aid: 'Ba Cuo, I am a professional and wonderful doctor!'
The feeling of dizziness passed away in a flash, and the light returned to Bai Lang's eyes.
Then, before he fully regained consciousness, just as he opened his eyes, there was a huge explosion in his ears, and then there was a buzzing in his ears. Everything in the outside world could not be heard clearly, and there was a sudden sharp tinnitus in his head.
Noise, vibration, heat wave, shock wave... he was knocked directly to the ground. He rolled to the left side and fell to the ground. Immediately afterwards, he was covered by a thin layer of soil. Then he felt suffocation and discomfort, and his forearms also felt numb.
A slight tingling sensation.
Shaking his head vigorously, he shook off the dirt and gravel on his head. He tried hard to concentrate his consciousness and finally came to his senses. The sounds of killing, shooting, explosives exploding, and the roar of artillery fire were heard all around, and even the ground was shaking slightly and irregularly.
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Looking up, Bailang found that he was in the core area of a certain battlefield.
This is a plain of grass and gravel, with few shelters around it. The sky is gray, the vegetation on the ground is sparse, and there is a lot of black smoke rising in the distance. There are shell craters nearby. The battlefield is large in scale, stretches for a long distance, and is extremely confusing.
There was still shrapnel stuck in his forearm that flew from nowhere. He pulled it out casually and threw it to the ground. It was probably scratched by his female deskmate.
At this time, the battle situation was stalemate, with screams and shouts of killing everywhere. The two parties charged at the risk of death, and bullets flew across the open space irregularly. However, in such an open area, the probability of being hit by a stray bullet was extremely low...
While he was thinking, he felt another pain in his chest, and a bullet was embedded in the jacket on his chest.
However, under the combined effect of the 'Magic Resistance Jacket' and 'Heng Lian', his chest only felt tight, as if he had been punched in the face, and his defense was not broken. However, he quickly lowered his body and stopped being so showy.
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The surrounding crowds were clearly distinguishable. One side was wearing blue uniforms, while the other side was wearing khaki military uniforms. They were attacking each other from two different directions. In addition, the battlefield where Bailang was located was also characterized by extremely low pressure.
Density, scattered with contractors with distinctive clothing styles.
Not only was Bai Lang wearing a jacket, there was also a guy wearing armor not far away, more than ten meters away, with his hands in front of his face, resisting attacks. Because of his overly alternative style, he had become the focus of criticism.
Under the language module temporarily loaded in the park, he could understand the words of both sides. They were both shouting and urging them to kill each other quickly. They seemed to be shouting at his own group of 'others' and ordering him to attack, but he couldn't tell the difference between them at all.
Which side does it belong to.
What's even more outrageous is that while urging, both camps opened fire on them without any scruples. Bai Lang was soon spotted by a group of soldiers in khaki military uniforms, who fired at him consciously, forcing him to dodge.
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Near him, there were about four or five contractors, one of whom had already counterattacked and charged towards the blue camp at an extremely fast speed. His body suddenly became blurry while running and could not be captured... In addition, there was another person who came from the storage.
A giant shield was pulled out from the space and stood in front of him, blocking a young man lying on the ground crying. The latter seemed to have been shot?
"Assemble! Come closer to me!"
Twenty meters away, a man in casual clothes suddenly roared loudly, attracting the attention of everyone nearby.
The next moment, he braved the two-way siege of many soldiers, knelt on one knee, and hammered the ground with both hands. In an instant, two stone walls more than one meter thick rumbled up from the ground, forming a simple fortification. Followed closely
Then, countless bullets were buried in the stone wall, leaving a pile of craters.
Bai Lang did not hesitate, rolled to adjust his direction, and then stopped in a crouching position. Then he kicked his feet hard and flew out. He hid behind the bunker in a few steps and took out his gun to fight back. At the same time,
Ask the man: "What is going on?"
As a newcomer on the third mission, he has not even completely left the novice stage, so he naturally has to humbly ask this experienced veteran for advice.
"I don't know. I didn't receive any prompts. It should be a test of the ability to adapt to emergencies."
When he spoke, Bai Lang had already seen two contractors in the distance. One was directly hit by the cannonball and fell into the rising flames and smoke; while the other was hit in the thigh first because he was not fast enough and fell down.
, and then was shot by a large number of bullets, the ground nearby turned red, and he died after struggling for a short time.
When the two had a brief exchange, there was another explosion above their heads.
In the direction of the khaki camp, he launched an artillery attack on the suddenly raised stone platform, accurately hitting Bailang's side, blowing up half of the corner, and a large amount of earth and rock collapsed and poured towards him.
He was forced to retract his head, hold his head to resist, and then threw away the earth and rocks: "Bah, bah, bah..."
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It had only been three or two minutes since I woke up, and several people were dead around me. The big man with a shield also covered the limping young man and moved this way. A large area of dark red blood oozed from the young man's abdomen, and he was panting.
However, this salty boy was not completely useless. He seemed to have put up a protective shield to relieve the pressure on the big man, but his face became paler and weaker.
"He was shot. Which of you has medical capabilities? Who can give first aid?"
"Ahem, I'm a doctor! In the real world, I'm also a medical worker." Bai Lang, who was having a meal at the Little Cat Man Cafe, said with confidence and hidden pride.
"Very good!"
The big man had a look of surprise on his face. There were not many doctors in the paradise, and they usually only knew how to apply first-aid bandages with both hands.
The four people gathered together, and this temporary bunker immediately became the focus of the attack. Just when Bai Lang tore open the opponent's personal clothes, he pointed his palm at the wound, preparing to erupt with ripples and provide a wave of pain relief.
boom!
At this time, the soldiers from the blue camp fired at them again!
My sun, you m!
Amidst the violent shaking, the boy screamed in pain at the top of his lungs: "Ahhh...!"
Bailang's hand slipped for a moment, and he roughly inserted two fingers into the opponent's wound. The famous doctor's character was instantly shattered, and the Mongolian doctor made a brilliant appearance! So he became cruel and thought of it. He simply stopped doing it and started stirring it up.
, stirred and stirred, I touched a bullet.
The boy's face was livid at this time, the veins on his forehead burst, his eyes were wide open with a look of death, and his eyeballs were full of bloodshot eyes. He was weak and salty fish just a moment ago, but now he seemed to be in a bloodthirsty rage, capable of killing people with his eyes, and
Bailang has a hatred of killing his father and killing his Yi tribe.
More than just a boy? Even the big man who protected him was shocked. He stared blankly at Bailang's dirty hands that were still covered with dust and debris... He didn't know what to say or write. Another man in casual clothes was trying his best to repair the stone wall at the moment, using
I caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of my eye, and the corners of my eyes twitched.
"Don't panic, just be patient!" Bailang comforted.
Although his movements were rough, he did not delay or hesitate, and he stirred the wound so quickly and decisively. It was as if as long as I moved fast enough, the nerve transmission could not keep up with my speed!
In short, long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain. Bai Lang's moral integrity in this aspect is still very high, and he has no idea of torture at all. He pinched the bullet, raised his hand and pulled it out! Immediately, a pale golden electric current burst out between his fingers. When Bai Lang pulled out his finger
, a year's worth of 'Ripple Power' was poured in to compensate.
This is an energy that heals wounds, accelerates recovery, and replenishes the vitality of cells. Although it is not as miraculous as instantaneous healing, it is very good at conditioning wounds, providing analgesia, paralysis, nutritional supplements, etc., making the other person feel much better.
"The emergency is urgent. We don't have time to treat slowly now, so we can only make a quick decision."
He dropped the bullet on the boy and explained: "Although it's not very hygienic, I used the 'healing skill'. I forgot to introduce it. I have a total of four ability columns, and I have solidified two full healing abilities! This little dust
The ability recognized by the paradise has long been erased, so you don't have to worry." (Clearly two 'medical' abilities that enhance physical fitness)
While he was speaking, he had already pulled out a dagger and cut open the palm of his hand. He pressed the blood flowing from his hand to the opponent's wound and activated the 'blood treatment'. The red light flashed, and Brother Lang directly blocked it with his own 'blood bar'.
and forcibly healed the wound.
The previous 'ripples' were equivalent to the huge savings achieved at the beginning of the year when the 'Necromancer' first cleaned, sutured, sterilized, and then injected the therapeutic agent for him.
If he was simply bleeding, Bailang might have consumed 1/20 of his health bar, but at this moment, he had saved at least half.
This bloody and cruel scene looked like the witch doctor of the tribe was messing around, but the boy obviously felt much better, and the pain in his abdomen was no longer obvious. The other two people also felt the fluctuations of the 'power' activation, and shut up obediently.
This is a 'healing system' that takes an unusual approach.
Where is the nanny Shengguang you promised? Why is your painting style so unique?
At this time, Bai Lang, whose palm wound quickly glued together, planned to move to another place and continue to hide, thinking about how to escape?
And the man who rushed into the blue camp very fast also used special means to transmit his voice: "Don't worry about the identity camp, kill one side first, and the other side will stop attacking. Let's just say this, so you can take care of yourself."