Chapter 1383: The Price of Pretending

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When Zhang Haonan held the bright saber in his hand and gestured at Song Bo's arm for a while, the girls realized that Zhang Han really wasn't joking with them, but they couldn't figure out how a small mosquito could be so poisonous. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Zhang Han took the first-aid kit handed over by the butterfly, used the alcohol in it to detoxify the saber, and then looked at Song Bo, and when he got the other party's prepared eyes, he stabbed into the flesh on Song Bo's forearm.

"Shhh Song Bo gritted his teeth and took a breath of cool air, although it was not the first time he was injured, but Zhang Han's simple and rough way of dealing with it was still encountered once, and he really wanted to pull Zhang Han out and kill him.

Zhang Han didn't show mercy to his subordinates, and used a saber to pull out several knife flowers on Song Bo's forearm, have you ever seen a tic-tac-toe cut that is convenient for the fish to taste when making fish? That's it.

There was a strip of cloth tied at the elbow joint, and the blood gushed out in an instant, and some even flew to Zhang Han's face, but Zhang Han was unmoved, and the butterfly couldn't help but want to wipe it off for Zhang Han several times, but when he saw Zhang Han's focused application, he still didn't stretch out his hand.

Oh, my God! Isn't this tormenting OCD sufferers?

Zhang Han put the blood pressure on the back of Song Bo's hand to the wound site, and the force was very heavy. Song Bo's arm was originally painful on the back of his hand because of poisoning, and he was cut out by Zhang Han with several knives, and it hurt even more to death, and he had to bear the pain of clearing the bruises, and his face had turned pale.

The heavy breathing accompanied by the pain was unbearable every time, but despite this, Song Bo gritted his teeth and did not say a word.

The black poisonous blood in a semi-coagulated state was slowly discharged as Zhang Han repeated that simple action, until his arm was black and white, this was because there was no blood flowing through.

The process took less than three minutes, but it seemed to Song Bo to be as long as a century.

"Alcohol, gauze, cotton wool, sutures."

The butterfly handed over everything almost the moment Zhang Han opened his mouth, Zhang Han looked at the butterfly, took the alcohol, opened the bottle cap and said, "There are too many bacteria in the environment, so you can only use this disinfection method." ā€

Song Bo grinned with difficulty, and said weakly, "What is this, more ...... than this Yes! ā€

Before the sentence was finished, Zhang Han had already poured the alcohol up, and Song Bo, who was in pain, screamed, feeling that this kid was not discussing with himself at all, but notifying!

Fortunately, Zhang Han is familiar with suturing wounds, and he stitched them up in three or two clicks, covered it with cotton wool and wrapped it tightly in gauze to wipe his sweat and said,

"That's it."

Song Bo looked down and asked with a dark face, "Is this necessary?" ā€

Zhang Han nodded very affirmatively, "I don't know what kind of poison it is, but the poison is obviously very strong, if you don't eliminate all the poisonous blood, your entire arm may be useless, maybe your life will be in danger." ā€

"Who asked you this?" Song Bo roared at Zhang Han in anger, pointed to the bow tied with gauze and asked, "What do you mean by that?" ā€

The two of them couldn't help it for a long time, but they didn't laugh because the atmosphere was too tense, and now they were completely amused by Song Bo's annoyed and angry demeanor.

"What are you laughing at!"

The two quickly closed their mouths, and Ah Mo asked Zhang Handao, "Instructor, why do you want to tie it into a bow?" I didn't expect you to tie a bow, I have time to teach me, I'm so stupid, I haven't learned it for a long time. ā€

"And me, I want to learn too."

"Teach us, instructor."

Zhang Han was checking Song Bo's arm, and after untying the strip of cloth tied to the joint, blood flowed over, the back of the hand also returned to its normal color, and there was not too much blood flowing out of the wound, everything was normal, and this simple operation was a success.

said to Song Bo, "Seeing that there is still a long section of gauze, it is a pity to cut it, so I simply waste it." ā€

What is the reason for this? That's a good reason! Song Bo roared in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't beat that guy now...... Of course, he can't beat it without getting hurt, he really wants to go up and punch Zhang Han, seeing that kind of smile that is cheap and under-slapping is like hitting someone.

"Okay, stop gossiping, let's go."

After continuing on the road, Song Bo was seriously injured by a mosquito still made everyone very curious, the butterfly was closest to Zhang Han, and the so-called building near the water got the moon first, so naturally he would not give up this excuse to chat with Zhang Han.

See, a man with a good sense of humor always wins over a woman.

As for what is humorous and what is cheap, this depends on the appearance.

"Instructor, how can mosquitoes be so toxic?" Butterfly asked.

Zhang Han patiently explained, "Mosquitoes belong to the family of insects, and there are about 3,000 species in the world. It is a small flying insect with stinging and sucking mouthparts. Usually there is no toxicity, except that the females feed on the blood, while the males suck the sap of the plant. But blood-sucking female mosquitoes are intermediate hosts for other pathogens such as dengue, malaria, yellow fever, filariasis, encephalitis, etc.

So I thought that the poison carried by Song Bo's mosquito should have been brought from the other animals it bitten. ā€

The butterfly's eyes shone with a light of worship and looked at Zhang Han, "The instructor didn't expect you to understand biology." ā€

Zhang Han said very seriously, "If you want to compose poetry, work outside the poem." Don't think that being a good soldier is just learning to shoot and fight, how to protect yourself from being killed is sometimes even more important than how to kill the enemy. ā€

Butterfly smiled obediently, raised her hand to salute Zhang Han, and said playfully, "Yes, instructor." ā€

Song Bo was a little dizzy because of blood loss, and after being helped by Erxi for a while, he recovered, and his body recovered as before and was not affected much, as if he was fine.

But only he knows how dangerous the situation just now is, if it weren't for Zhang Han's timely action, the loss of his arm would be small, I'm afraid his life would really be in danger.

A clear babbling brook appeared in front of me, and the sound of the water played a pleasant music, echoed by unknown birds, warblers, and trees on both sides were much more crisp than the vegetation in other places.

After walking for a long time, everyone was already thirsty, and when Zhang Han gave an order, they disbanded on the spot, threw away their burdens and ran towards the stream.

Flame Rose picked up the water and was just about to make peace, but was stopped by Zhang Han.

"Instructor?"

Zhang Han squatted down and looked at the trickle, just listening to the pleasant voice, he felt that his mouth was dry and he had the urge to jump in and drink immediately, but Zhang Han knew that it was a very dangerous behavior, because Chen Xiaofeng was upstream at this time.

"How much water is left?" Zhang Han asked.

The civet cat came over with an empty kettle and said, "Not a drop is left, can't you drink the water here?" ā€

Zhang Han shook his head and didn't speak, squatted down and sniffed the water, then looked at the upstream again and said, "The water is poisoned." ā€

"Huh? No way? "The butterfly is a little unconvinced, can the poisoned water be so clear?

The civet cat also looked at upstream and said, "It is possible that it was poisoned by people upstream, but how can you be sure?" ā€

That's right, who can be sure if you don't try? But Zhang Han can't be stupid enough to take a sip and wait for them to die at high speed, look, I said that it was poisonous, and you still don't believe it.

The price to pay for this bload is a bit big......

So Zhang Han pointed to the stones in the water and said, "Look what it is." ā€

"Stones." Ahmad said.

"No, it's not a stone." The butterfly took a closer look and said, "It's a tadpole, a dead tadpole." ā€

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In this way, no one doubted what Zhang Han said, so everyone could only endure the feeling of thirst and continue on the road, going to the upstream to find a clean water source.

For two whole days, Chen Xiaofeng didn't know what it meant, wandering around the forest, and Zhang Han also followed the traces they left behind.

In just two days, the girls of the Women's Marine Corps learned to use the bushes to hide their tracks, and they also learned how to find the traces that were hidden by the enemy.

If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to arrest Chen Xiaofeng, he really wanted to divide them into two teams and see if they were good at tracking and learning from anti-tracking.

Zhang Han was surprised by the talent of girls in this area, maybe their fighting ability is not as good as that of men, but in things like craftsmanship, no one can compare to them. Tracking, anti-tracking, trapping, improvised alarms, detection, obtaining information, everything can be mastered by them in the fastest time.

In addition, Zhang Han taught them to arrange all kinds of tricks and traps based on local materials according to his original promise.

On the morning of the third day, when the fish belly first appeared in the east, Zhang Han jumped down from the tree with a cigarette in his mouth, stuffed two fingers into his mouth, and made the chirping of a yellow bird.

Looking at the sky and waiting for a few seconds, a small tree in the distance trembled a little, and this was the response signal.

In reality, special teams rarely use proportionate code replies, because it is too obvious, and even fools know that it is two people imitating bird calls, how can any bird be so stupid to scream in the forest, which will only attract natural enemies.

It's the same with people.

"Instructor." The girl crawled out of a pile of bushes, "You go to sleep, I'll be on guard." ā€

Zhang Han shook his head, "Wake everyone up and go." ā€

"Yes!"

In less than thirty seconds, the two paper teams set off, whether they were awake and in charge of vigilance, or asleep, and the reconnaissance team was sent out by Zhang Han to carry out the mission, so they had to catch up quickly.

After three kilometers of march, an owl made a terrible chirp, Zhang Han raised his arm to signal everyone to stop, and waited in place for a while, a woman wrapped around a tree vine A member of the Marine Corps came out.

"Instructor."

Her name is Maoqiu, she is twenty-four years old, Ah Mo and others call her Sister Maomao, because there are only ten people who come to train this time, and some Zhang Han has known each other for a long time, and Zhang Han of several people in the province quickly became familiar with them.

Zhang Han nodded and asked, "What about them?" ā€

Sister Mao Mao replied, "According to your order, leave one person to stay behind every three kilometers, and the rest continue to chase." Raising his wrist and glancing at the military watch,

"At the speed at which they are going, they should be eleven kilometers away by now."

Eleven kilometers had to chase for several hours, which was exactly the same distance that Zhang Han could move during their resting time.

Because there were markers left along the way, it was not difficult to chase, and it was even much faster than normal tracking, and it only took half of the rest time to chase out eleven kilometers.

The last person in charge of staying behind was Song Xiaomi, but following the marker all the way over, everyone found that she was missing, and there was still a large pool of blood in a clearing in the distance.

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